Last Sunday we had a very lavish breakfast from Kim with three different kinds of sausage, eggs two ways, enough pikelets to use up all the maple syrup and plenty of good conversations to go with it all. He had some new posters in the breakfast room and Jan Smith promptly fell in love with and bought two on the spot. I was sorry to leave early, but it had been a hectic morning walking the boys in the rain, going to the Sunday Market in the rain and now I was off to Melbourne to visit Viva before heading to the footy. I took toast home to Bilbo and Frodo, which pleased them very much, changed into dry clothes and set off in pouring rain and strong winds which didn’t abate until Melton.
I had a good visit with Viva before driving to the MCG and getting caught in road-works, which added to the stress levels. I parked at the Hyatt, then walked to the ground and got a good seat undercover in the MCC right on the wing. I had given my reserved seats to Greta and Harry. Loud Gayle and I caught up for a few minutes and she told me she was seeing her specialist the next day. The postscript to the visit is that he whipped her into hospital the next morning and removed everything that her body was rejecting and she is back home and feeling wonderful, although I think she is sick to death of having her skull shaved on one side and having to find new and stylish ways of wearing her hair and hats to hide it.
Danny Millman’s cake – ‘Turning 60 is a Cakewalk’ he says!
The footy was good and all the Collingwood supporters were delighted to beat Hawthorn as we had not expected to win, even though they had lots of injuries. They usually have the wood on us and the crowd of 84,000 expected a closer game than eventuated. I decided to leave at ¾ time and get home before the dark if I could. Wes and Barbara, Judi and Michael had all travelled to Williamstown to see ‘Come Back to the Five and Dime Jimmy Dean’, which I remember seeing years ago. When Wes arrived back home he said they had all enjoyed it and had a fun meal together afterwards.
Monday was Barbara’s birthday, so Wes took her, Jan Smith and Gail White to lunch at ‘Gracenotes Café’ as her birthday treat. I spent most of the day being asthmatic as it was very cold and wet, and there was no chance of golf this week – yet again. On Tuesday I drove to Melbourne again in pouring rain and very strong winds, where I met up with Leanne and Paun, who were also visiting and we spent a great 2½ hours together, which delighted Viva, as she couldn’t remember the last time all four girls had been in the one room. She was looking better and both Leanne and Paun were full of stories and providing lots of laughs. In the meantime Wes had lunch back at ‘Gracenotes’ with Frank Page and I noticed they were still there when I got back to town, so I popped in for some warming soup. Wes was then joined by John Goullet who wants him to help out by chairing a meeting and I left them to it and came home to the warmth of the boys.
Wes had a very busy day on Wednesday, so after walking Bilbo and Frodo, he and John Smith went to Cricket Willow to continue interviewing Ian Tinetti for ‘Hepburn Voices’, then was to meet with Jeff Bain to discuss some legal issues, but they had been sent the wrong papers, so he and John were sprung in ‘Cafe 3460’ having raisin toast. There was no ‘Mah Jong’ so Judi and I took the opportunity to spend a couple of hours in that same Café catching up with each other, which was a lovely thing to do.
1987 – Jessie Saundry with Samuel Snugglepot II – a pair of cuties!
I went home to make soup and curry from one of Glenn’s very welcome pumpkins, while Wes drove to South Melbourne to attend a Rotary Meeting of ROMAC (Rotary Oceania Medical Aid for Children) with John Smith, who has been very involved for years. Then he visited Viva armed with lots of stories, before attending the opening of an Art Exhibition we had been invited to by Freda Goldberg, a friend from long ago, who found us through Facebook.
On Thursday I went to the U3A Morning Tea at 3460, and then drove to Ballarat where I had an appointment with Sarah for some well overdue tidying up and facial. I went a bit early to pick up bones for the boys and to buy some ‘warm’ jeans and jacket at ‘Snowgum’. I got home just before everyone arrived for a Daylesford Rotary Art Show meeting at our place. It was a great meeting, Wes and I had both put quite a bit of work into it as had Roger Roberts, who wants to design a new, enduring logo.
After they left, Wes invited me to dinner, which I accepted with alacrity and we had an early, lovely meal at ‘Gracenotes’ sitting in front of their open fire and enjoying Chris and April’s great cooking. Most of the other guests were locals including Peter and Cathy, so it was just the right atmosphere for catching up on each other and discussing the Art Show.
Yesterday I drove in the morning to see Viva in rehab, where she is very comfortable and being well-looked after. My brother, Peter, is spending the day in Melbourne, so she is very excited to be catching up with him, which will take her mind off the dreaded rehab exercises! Wes spent the morning getting the Rotary Bulletin done, then slept all afternoon as he has been getting up early each morning to keep abreast of his workload. Last night was a fun Rotary night on the local train which goes to Musk and back. I was so tired by 6pm that I decided to go to bed instead and missed a good evening, but caught up on sleep myself as well as seeing West Coast beat Geelong in an exciting game.
Lovely photo of Shar and Gayle in 1998
Today Wes and Glenn have driven to Healesville to look at the Art Shows on there, while I have sent off the Rotary Bulletin, handled lots of emails and am hoping to get to see Daylesford play at Victoria Park this afternoon. It is 7° and the wind is blowing, so it will need to get a bit better for me to risk pneumonia myself today. Tomorrow after breakfast we have a full day of footy as Collingwood has the early game against North at the MCG, followed by Carlton & the Bulldogs at Docklands. I have some very big bones to give the boys to keep them amused until we get home around 9pm.
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