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Sunday 22 December 2019

Daylesford Summer Dispatch - Sunday, 22nd December 2019

Last Sunday was our Breakfast Group farewell to Jan Pengilley who has moved to Maleny with her daughter, son-in-law & grandson for a warmer life. We will miss her very much, as the 10 years since she & her late husband, Warren (aka Secundus), moved to Daylesford, have been very rewarding for lots of us who have been lucky enough to be their friends & share so many wonderful times together.

Lewis & Morse were desperate to get to the Sunday Market, and then found themselves in a quandary. Do they beg for treats from Geoff or do they eat the cabbage that Cory has prepared for them? They were torn & it was most amusing to observe. Other stall-holders & shoppers were also entertained.


Breakfast at Food Gallery was great fun – we had Christmas gifts for Jan, & David & Sandy, who won’t be at breakfast today. Both Janine & Wes & I had gifts for them from our recent trips & David & Sandy had presents for all our pets. This is a delightful tradition that will be continued this morning & our lucky dogs & cats will be delighted with their loot!

After breakfast I took Maisie up to the Botanic Gardens for a walk & caught up with Annie when I returned her to her home. Wes got lots of weeding done and I finally managed to take care of the herbs & seedlings that were desperate for food & drink & some fresh soil. Rob from next-door arrived to have a cuddle with Lewis & Morse, which was a big success.

The cricket finished up with a resounding win to the Aussies and the Kiwis will have to look at their openers for the Boxing Day Test. Their fielding & bowling has been great, but the batsmen have let them down for the most part.

We woke to a beautiful morning on Monday & had a peaceful walk around Lake Daylesford before I went to gym for my last class this year. Barry Spall was driving one of the four cars that set off for Maleny this week, so there will be no gym on Friday. We will have a break of 4 weeks, before holidays classes begin on Tuesday, 14th January 2020.

I spent some time in Daylesford town area delivering gifts & collecting prescriptions etc, while Wes got the front yard into some sort of order. Lewis & Morse get very frustrated when they can’t be under his feet & were delighted when I returned home again.

Wes spent Tuesday morning in Barbara’s garden, while I drove Annie to an appointment & walked Maisie while she was busy. It started to get warm quite early, so we took it easily in the afternoon.



On Wednesday, I had a raft of appointments, so Wes walked Maisie in between his Reconciliation Meeting & lunch. It was too hot to do anything much & we had our air-conditioners on to help Sandra, who had come to do our final clean for this year.
Lewis & Morse were so pleased to see her, as they had missed out on her last visit.

In the afternoon, Wes did the second part of an interview for Hepburn Voices with Barbara’s help, at her place.

Neither of us felt like doing anything much & quite envied the boys who spent most of the day lying around in the cool after breakfast. I popped into Muffins & More for a pot of tea in-between appointments & managed to lock myself in the toilet – briefly. I think it is left-handedness. I always turn the handle the opposite way to the way it has been designed. Fortunately I worked out what I had done & escaped!

While Wes drove to Melbourne on Thursday to see if there was anything he could do to help Leanne before Christmas Day, when we, Peter & Anka, & Paun & Brian, are all arriving; I took Annie to an appointment at Hale House and walked Maisie around the Botanic Gardens. Afterwards we sat outside at Cliffy’s, where we had hot drinks & lots of laughs.



My Christmas indulgence – beautiful, fragrant, Christmas lilies
  
Friday was a stinker – we were able to walk Lewis & Morse early when it was only 16º, before I went shopping at Coles & we then met up with Annie & Hugh for our usual dog socialising. It was too hot for Maisie, who had been walked around the Lake, but Lewis & Morse met three new dogs and a couple of new friends & were very well behaved. We were sitting outside Larder, as the Food Gallery wasn’t open. This gave me a chance to pop into the newsagency to see if our dear friend, Kim Lyden, could leave his post for a couple of minutes & meet them, which he did.

With the temperature reaching 41º, we were all happy to stay put once we got home again and all thoughts of gardening vanished.

Overnight we received the news that my uncle, Kev Hoolihan, in Lincolnshire, has been moved to palliative care, as his wife, Jeff, can no longer manage looking after him at home. She has done a sterling job, but the time was right for Kev to move out of home.



Lovely photo of me, Wes & Kev last October when we visited him & Jeff at their home in Torksey Lock. We shared a memorable lunch & told lots of stories.

Yesterday we had a lovely catch-up with Tom Tyrrell & Deborah Fowler. They caught the train to Ballarat & we met at the café in the Ballarat Art Gallery (Victoria’s oldest Art Gallery), which has a wonderful range of Australian artists, including the Lindsay family, which lived in nearby Creswick. After looking at the paintings & admiring all the work that has been done there recently, we went on a stroll along Lydiard Street, up to Craig’s Hotel & Her Majesty’s Theatre. We then moved onto Sturt Street, up to St Patrick’s Cathedral, home to many of the paedophile priests who have recently been convicted, including Cardinal George Pell.

We finished up with a lovely long lunch at The Turret before heading back down Errard Street into Mair Street & back to Lydiard, admiring the many beautiful homes & buildings on the way.




Now we are off to the Sunday Market on a blessedly cool morning here n Daylesford, followed by breakfast at Food Gallery, where we will exhange gifts for our pets. Wes is taking Barbara for a big shop afterwards, while I will be walking Maisie in the Botanic Gardens & our boys will be lying around with fat tummies after their treats!


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