Prune tart

One of the great things about Canberra Women's Christian Convention is that it only goes from 9.30 am to 3.30 pm, making it so much easier for women, particularly those with children, to get away. There were women there from Wagga who got up very early and drove the three hours on Saturday morning but we took a more civilised approach. We left Wagga just after four and arrived at seven, ravenous. We walked down to the fabulous square at Kingston and had dinner at Madame Woo's, followed by a gelato. We stayed up late (for some, I'm a night owl) playing games and chatting.

We got up early (for some, one of us wakes at 5 every morning!) and rushed down to Silo in the hope of a table for six. We got one and had the most fabulous breakfast.

The conference was at a school in Canberra, a great venue, and we had a fabulous day of learning from God's word, singing, eating and chatting. Jenny Salt spoke on Ecclesiastes, best known for meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless, and encouraged us to enjoy life and all the good things God has given us but not to put our hope in those things because death will end them all while Jesus has conquered death for us!

On the way home I ate the little prune tart I bought at Silo. What a way to top it off.