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Sunday 12 April 2020

Daylesford Autumn Dispatch - Sunday, 12th April 2020


It was very wet last Sunday morning when we went to the Sunday Market, but Yvonne was there, very organised with a box full of stuff for the boys including a big bag of pears which we have been using instead of treats or apples this week – Lewis is fine about it, but Morse is quite confused. Stella’s bread stall wasn’t there because of the weather, so we bought Hot Cross buns from Twofold Bakery instead.

When we got home I made a pot of vegetarian minestrone & baked a fruit cake, so we were well provisioned and Wes had a rare day off cooking. I picked fresh bunches of roses, which continue to flourish & when I was chatting with Kathy Lazzaro, she told me that their bushes were doing the same. Later we had a Messenger phone call with cousin, God-daughter & good friend, Leigh Murrin, who was celebrating her birthday in beautiful Luxembourg, where she & Simon live these days.

Next morning, we wondered if the usual walkers would be back early now that Daylight Saving is finished. However, apart from Fran & a runner we had never seen before, there was no-one & the carpark was deserted. It is lovely to be able to see where we are going after the first 20 minutes or so & daybreak over Lake Daylesford is very special indeed, with the pink sky reflected in the water & the overflow crashing down like a mini-waterfall on its way to join the creek.


Morse & Lewis posing for the camera

It was Wes’s turn to host our Monday morning “school” & he explained our investments through First Samuel with the use of excellent graphs & spreadsheets. Like most people, our fortunes have taken a downturn lately, but we are in better shape than many others & will just have to be more careful, especially when the COVID-19 threat is less and the temptation to travel becomes very pressing. Thanks to everyone who emailed me telling me what their companions have been teaching them – it is lovely to think of us all taking this time to do so many of the things we have been meaning to do & finding reasons not to. Now there is no excuse – it makes good sense to be learning as much as we can teach each other about our lives together.




The rest of our week followed its usual pattern – walking the boys each morning; chatting about our day each evening around 5.30pm once the boys have been fed; ringing & emailing friends; doing chores; gardening; shopping; collecting & posting mail; making meals; reading; watching programmes we have taped on Foxtel etc.

As well Wes has had a busy week helping Barbara – he took Bobby to the vet for his annual injection; took her car in for service; did some odd jobs & gardening, and helped brighten each day as she continues to rest her foot in the hope that it will recover 100%. Wes had his first phone consultation with a local doctor & that went well – his new prescriptions turned up on our MedAdvisor phone app the next morning.

I am speaking with Leanne most days & she is coping well as she can – most of the NDIS helpers are no longer visiting, but her cleaner, the IGA home delivery, the pharmacist home delivery & the gardeners are still available. We chat about Lewis & Morse and their latest tricks, which never fails to amuse her.

On Thursday night, we had some excitement – we had just finished dinner & Wes got a text from neighbour, Glen Tandberg, at the same time, as I received a message from David Castles in Porcupine Ridge asking about a fire in Duke Street. We went outside to discover there was a small, moving fire in the gully between the end of our little piece of Duke Street & Macadam Street. I knocked on Rob & Dene’s door to alert them, but they had rung the Fire Brigade, when their home filled with smoke. While we watched, three big appliances roared up Macadam Street looking for the fire, which they couldn’t immediately spot as it was in the gully. Perhaps someone had been burning off or smoking & the fire had gotten out of control. We weren’t in any danger, and fire was the last thing we were expecting after all the rain we have been enjoying.

We look forward to Good Friday – Hot Cross buns, a long walk, usually around the old Trentham racecourse, and sitting in front of the fire if it is cold & wet. We achieved the buns and the fire, but it was drizzling early & we decided it would be silly to drive to Trentham, which is the only place in the Shire that we know has cases of COVID-19. So we cancelled the second walk as well as the first, which suited everyone. The boys were happy with an early breakfast & lots of cuddles. Wes sent out some lovely Easter e-cards to friends & family & we received lots of messages back. Thanks to Rob & Dene for their very tasty Hot Cross buns.


Morse & Lewis doing what they like best – sitting with Wes on his lap – more comfy for them than him I suspect!

Yesterday we had a long walk – twice around both sides of Lake Daylesford & got back into the car just as the rain started. It was quite cold & Wes was unable to get into the garden as planned. He also postponed washing Lewis & Morse as it was too cold. They were quite pleased with this decision & enjoyed their Saturday morning dried bones. I had the energy to clean some more kitchen cupboards, while listening to the Coodabeen Champions on the ABC radio. I learnt the fascinating fact that the Black Diamond Challenge Cup, which was made in 1887 for the Northern District Football Association (Aussie Rules) is the longest continually running trophy in Australia. It is based around the Central NSW Coast including Newcastle – amazing!

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