Flinders the blowhole, dare not to see it…

It’s muggy humid and Wee pants Dante has been playing the Nintendo switch since he finished his breakfast and got dressed, the whinging, oh the dreaded whine as the boys squabble whilst playing. I need out of this house. The boys need air. It’s raining that annoying drizzle.

Welcome to Flinders blowhole. It’s easy to miss the turn off down a dirt road. Parking is limited. And plenty of signs not to leave your valuables in the car. It’s a short walk to the main attraction.

Mumma Tink is dressed in vintage Spell Designs, Gypsy Queen duster.

Dante is dressed in ‘Willow and the Little Gypsies’ – wanderlust tank. And ‘Rock your Baby’ shorts.

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