It's a tough life!
We've had a quiet week here in Daylesford. My bronchial asthma took hold and I spent most of the week in bed, resting, taking medications & trying to get better. Many friends are in the same boat with Winter ills that are just refusing to go away.
Wes & Morse did the Daylesford Market shopping and commiserated with the Daylesford Football Club members there, who were recovering from their disappointment of the day before. However, the netballers had won for the second year in a row, which was a source of celebration.
I cancelled or postponed most activities early in the week, and managed to have a haircut on Wednesday morning & a manicure on Friday morning, both times offering to wear a mask, and avoiding chatting where possible. I was lucky enough to snaffle a reserved seat for yesterday's twilight game between Collingwood & Brisbane - there were 16,700+ ahead of me in the queue when I joined it, which was hard to believe, and I felt fortunate to get almost the last available seat in the 50-year member bay.
Wes had a busy week - shopping, making dinner, walking Morse, mowing, clipping, weeding and keeping in touch with friends & family via Zoom & phone calls. He chatted with Barbara in NZ, his sister, Denise, here in Daylesford, and hosted the Jackson Group Zoom on the topic Is Art an Essential Central Pillar of our Societies? I was able to host the Old Friends Zoom & had a chat with Leanne, but that was it.
On Friday, I started to feel better, and grilled butterfish & chips for dinner that night with a Cofield Sparkling shiraz was a wonderful pick up as well. Wes offered to pick me up after the game and I accepted his kind offer, as it took all the worry out of catching trains back home.
Yesterday Wes drove me to Ballan Station & I caught a lovely quiet train to Southern Cross Station. We had a hiccup just before arriving as a trespasser had strewn debris over the tracks, and no trains could enter until the mess had been cleared, the trespasser arrested, and the safety ticked off. So I was 45 minutes later getting to the MCG than I had expected.
Brisbane were too good for Collingwood and we bowed out in front of a crowd of 96,000+, not quite as many as the 99,000+ who had watched Geelong defeat Hawthorn the night before. Wes picked me up after the match and we drove home safely and were in bed by 10pm.
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