I met Gaynor when she landed from paragliding in a paddock between Barraba and Manilla. Raffaella was with me in the car at the time and we picked her up and took her back to Godfrey's at Manilla. Later I asked Gaynor to come and help me do some work. Her project was to help me demolish the aluminium and plastic enclosure which once was the eastern veranda.

It didn't take long to demolish, but took a long time to sand and paint it.

We found that the original building- lattice, rails and shingles were all still intact under all that fake stuff.

The morning after the demolition day we found the one eyed owl thought what we'd done was pretty funky and had moved in and perched himself above the door. Poor fellow had to put up with us all day doing stuff around him. He didn't come back the next night.

These pictures I think are mainly Gaynor's. Again I apologize for having my CA on the photos that aren't mine. Computer does it automatically when I upload them.

This was in May 2009 when i started paragliding.

On July 15th I crashed and fractured three vertebrae. That was the end of my paragliding career.

Gaynor still drops in from time to time. Flies up from Manilla, rings me from her mobile while paragliding thousands of meters above the house, "Have you got any bread in the oven?" Lands in a paddock nearby, comes over for a cup of tea and a chat and then hitchhikes back to Manilla. God, what a  woman!







There's  no photos of Gaynor here. I must have felt too intimidated by her to take her photo. Next time, Gaynor I will...