Peterborough Motel

The Peterborough Motel office was unattended, so we rang the mobile number on the gate and checked-in via telephone call with the manager. 

He invited us to pick grapes from the 95-year-old vine.  Had he been on site, we'd have been welcome to sample fruit from a backyard orchard. 

After unpacking we walked about 200 metres to a very well-stocked Foodlands store for basic groceries and then were happy to relax in our pleasant room (with small teapot).  Nick played guitar and I wrote on my journal cards.

We'd made a family-sized batch of creamy bacon and mushroom pasta the previous night in Broken Hill and ate that while playing Scrabble (and sipping bubbles).

I spotted this excellent trophy in a Dalby op-shop for the marvelous bargain price of $1.00 and decided it could be our Super Scrabble cup. The Big Loop road-trip was its first outing and I was very chuffed to pose with it in Peterborough! (Nick put down a 7-seven word on his first turn and I was behind by a significant margin throughout the game but came good in the final few minutes - to win by 8 points).