A grumpy hungry lady...

I know Hari Krishna's are all about light and happiness but they just make me angry. Angry and hungry. We went to the Redcliffe Kitefest today. This is a huge festival and there are masses of people, strollers, dogs and food vans. The only thing that wasn't there was a breeze. No breeze, no kites. I am sure the breeze picked up later though.

We arrived about noon and my husband was feeling confident the Hari Krishna food van would be there and off he pounced with a positive gait. I stomped along behind him, I could feel it in my bones that they would not be there. With each step I got hungrier, every stroller was a slow moving obstacle in my way, even cute dogs stopped looking cute and were just annoying inconveniences to walk around. I am not pleasant when I am hungry and even the super positive and perky husband was beginning to look worried.

After dragging two extremely patient girls through festival, we had to accept that the Hari Krishna's had let us down. This was not the first time.

We were lucky that some kind people served us a plate of curry.

As usual, the Hungarian garlic bread man was there making his deliciously rich and addictive bread.