That would have taken care of a good hour and a quarter.
The regular prowl around the Top Sites (ABC News, BoM, The Guardian, Crikey, The Global Mail, Doonesbury, Cricinfo and Blogger) revealed a bit of news that could be investigated further, but I'd finished that well before the regular cat feeding slot.
The time factor and the need to lose a substantial chunk of it prompted a start to the Travelogue, with the first section complete and fed through Grammarly before Madam deigned to greet the day.
I could have kept tapping away after I'd finished the first chunk, but was informed someone needed to put what I was wearing through the washing machine. Rather than keeping on with the narrative, I hurled myself at the rain room, and between that process and breakfast another half hour ticked by.
I'd thoughtfully left the TV on ABC News 24 as I left the breakfast table, figuring I could head back from time to time to check on the bush fires, but Madam, equally thoughtfully, turned it off because no one was physically watching.
A rearrangement of the suitcase, checking each item off the spreadsheet packing list, another chunk of travelogue, and a check of the Contacts and Bento databases took things more or less up to eleven, which meant a good three hours before I could start on the final round of preparations.
A walk into town, looping around the post office and the library took care of another thirty minutes, and brought me up to the point where this little 1350 word ramble kicks in.
Typing, lunch, typing, print outs and final packing took things up to two, when final preparations kicked in.
Packing the car, closing up the premises, checking with the neighbour and all that meant it was more or less the scheduled departure time when we rolled out of the driveway at 3:37.
An uneventful two and a half hour run with the regulation hold ups at roadworks between Brandon and Townsville had us landing on The Golfer's doorstep just after six.
I'd just finished extracting the goods and chattels from the car when Miss Behaviour arrived, prompting a change to drinkies and conversation mode as her brother rustled up dinner.
A dozen and a half oysters (a half and half blend of natural and Kilpatrick) and a baked fish dish with vegetable accompaniment went well with a Grosset Semillon Sauvignon Blanc and a Polish Hill Riesling, (the 2012 and 2009 respectively) and we were well and truly ready for nye nye land around nine fifteen.