Decent breakfast anyway.

During which we witnessed the first tentative moves of a great romance – from chance comment, to response, to interest, chatting, exchange of phone numbers (I suppose, could have been lotto numbers or poetry for all I know).

Bound to work.  I have a theory that people are attracted based on their features. I mean everyone knows people look like their dogs.  But what about their partners too?  Makes a lot of evolutionary sense since the face is mirror to the soul, and that’s what genetics is all about.  Check out the noses in the picture.  See exactly the same.

Who says a rainy day in Oamaru is boring?