Finally on our way, Madame decided immediately that she was not going to sit on the back seat, alone! Sitting on my lap she took in all the sights for the first stage of the five hour drive down to Witchcliffe.... The fresh air and excitement became too much for my elderly princess, she fell asleep for the remainder of the journey, as long as my hand was within reach............ Just heading out of Margret River and on down to Witchcliffe where our cottage lay secluded in the Marri forest, it was at first sight, perfect........................