Taking over the church in Stanthorpe. We are pretty much everyone on the right hand side. (By the time the service started we were in equilibrium with the locals) Then blow me over at the end there was a young couple from our Brisbane church there as well. You can't hide!
Easter Sunday, we all trooped into Stanthorpe and went to Roasmary's church. (Cybele's mum)
Frank's record of a bit of his life. Comments have to be moderated because lots of spam comments