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Well this weekend I decided to take the Mrs for a little treat. First off we went to an organic farmers' market (well a treat for both of us), then it was off to DFO - factory outlet place to buy the Doris some clothes as she has been banging on about having none, and then finally it was north to the Glass House Mountains. Fascinatingly beautiful. The GHM are in the same area as Australia Zoo (Steve Irwin's place) about 60KMs north of Brisbane. The actual 'mountains' themselves are at most 500m high. They are in fact plugs of hardened lava that were plugs in volcanoes that have over time eroded away to leave just the plug. They are so called as James Cook (quite famous in Australian parts considering he's a Yorkshireman) saw them and thought they reminded him of glass furnaces from back home. They are very sacred to native Australians (you know the people who had been here for 40million years living a peaceful existence until the white fella showed up) and there is a legend about them, which, rather than paraphrase I will let you choose to read yourself.