A Pot Luck is what the Americans call "bring a plate". So Liza the lovely young lady and her husband suggested that on Friday that the residents of the RV park meet at 7 pm and get together. Well nothing ever goes to plan.
We made a big pot of sphagetti bolonase and took our red wine to the designated place and ended up being the only ones there. Its the first Pot Luck that has ever turned out this way. Now we have lots of frozen SB.
We were fortunate to enjoy some pretty hibuscis.
Life never turns out how you expect.
Cheers,
Ross and Beverley
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