Dear
Friends, when I left you last Sunday I had no idea that within two hours I
would have sliced through two of the fingers of my right hand and eventually
need to go to hospital for stitches. We are so lucky to have a wonderful
emergency department, full of kind souls coping with all the things that go
wrong when the Medical Centre isn’t open. I don’t plan ever doing this again as
the injections to administer the local anaesthetic (two in each finger) are
easily the most painful I have experienced! After it was over and G&Ts
prescribed we came home and I spent the rest of the day in bed, where it was
easier to keep my fingers upright and the G&Ts slid down without any fuss
at all.
Wes
ended up hosting Rob & Dene from next-door and they enjoyed an hour and a
half together drinking fine wine and tasting the venison salami which had been
kept for such an occasion.
On
Monday morning Bilbo refused to get out of bed, so we all had an extra hour’s
sleep, until he stretched and yawned and looked for his bone! Wes went off to
play golf and I stayed resting until it was time to catch up with Rhonda at Gracenotes Café. Rhonda presented me
with a lovely bunch of liliums and later drove me home. We enjoyed spending
time together as always.
The latest rose –
Sweet Colleen
In
the afternoon Glenn Mack came over with some Asiatic lilies and his condolences
on the loss of Frodo. We opened the bottle of Pizzini Arneis, that we had been saving for a special occasion and
it was worth the wait. Wes then collected Barbara and they went to the ALP
Meeting at the Daylesford Hotel.
Leanne
rang to let Warren know there was mail he needed, so he drove to Melbourne on
Tuesday, while I did one-armed & one-legged washing & ironing. I walked
slowly up to the Post Office and discovered the main street was deserted as the
road was being resurfaced. Half the shops were shut and doing stock-taking and
the other half were open and begging for customers!
Carolyn Murray outside
Fantasyland with her friend, Krystal
In
the afternoon, Rhonda collected me and we went to see Saving Mr Banks at the Rex Theatre. Neither of us cared whether we saw
the film or not, but it was a lovely thing to do together. And, of course, we
were both enchanted and enjoyed it very much as did the rest of the audience of
40 – not bad for 3pm on a Tuesday in a small country town! We both wanted to go
back to Disneyland immediately!
A
group of locals has resurrected a group called FOLD (Friends of Lake Daylesford) to see if we can co-ordinate and inform
when there is a mess around the lake that needs fixing and is too much for one
or two people to manage. We are all keen to keep the Lake looking good for
ourselves as well as the visitors.
Wes
took me to Mah Jong on Wednesday, and then visited Ron Brown before spending
time with Barbara. I rested for a couple of hours then we drove to Geelong for
the opening game of the Pre-Season AFL competition at Kardinia Park. We went
early so we could visit David & Helen, and catch up with Jessica, Maya
& Daniel. It was a lovely visit and all three kids have grown heaps since
we last saw them.
We
spent time at the footy reminiscing about the
good old days….queuing to get in with Tom & Lib (Lib and I knitting
throughout…standing up of course); standing on the hill under the old
scoreboard; the secret parking spot we always used etc. It’s been years since
either of us has visited the ground and we were impressed by all the
improvements, including the lights, which allow for night games and so much
more. The game was very exciting and Geelong won by 2 points in a very close
last quarter.
We
drove home listening to the cricket in South Africa never dreaming we would
wake up to find Marsh & Smith still batting together. Waking up was very
hard the next morning, but we had planned a very quiet day…Wes slept until 10am
and I lasted until 8am. Bilbo was happy to go with the flow and snored gently
until Wes got up!
Finally
it was Friday and time to get the stitches out of these two fingers. I also
fitted in a fringe trim beforehand which meant I arrived very early at the
Medical Centre. I had an appointment to see Andrew Gallagher, physio, again, as
my knee was still so sore. He assured me that the lateral ligament was mending
well, but my knee was out of alignment. He thinks he put that right with a bit
more torture and an amusing discussion about Wes Fellowes, (with whom Andrew
went to school), and whose life was made very difficult by his father, Graeme,
who so wanted Wes to be a great Collingwood footballer.
Eventually
the stitches were removed; the wounds inspected, and orders to continue to keep
water off them given. Wes had offered to take me out to lunch, but we decided a
quiet meal at home would be a better option and he made one of his yummy
risottos.
What a beautiful
Valentine!
In
the afternoon, Wes did the mowing for us and Barbara, in preparation for the
promised rain, which is still to arrive. We spent the evening switching between
the very exciting cricket and the equally exciting footy which ended up in a
Melbourne win and a great start to their season.
We
took things very easily on Saturday as we had accepted an invitation to go to a
fund-raising do at Terry Borg’s place in Burwood for her younger daughter,
Laura, who looks after HIV babies in Thailand. We woke to find a lovely email
from the Robinsons inviting all three of us to lunch at their place in Carlton
North early next month. Bilbo doesn’t usually eat at lunchtime, but I am sure
there will be a treat or two from the softies that live there!
We
had a lovely time at the fund-raiser catching up with old and new friends, and
left in time to get home before 10pm listening to the cricket all the way. What
a match by Mitchell Johnson taking 12 wickets in all and helping Australia to a
fine win.
I’m
about to take Bilbo to the Sunday Market, then breakfast, and then Wes and I
are back to Melbourne to celebrate Celia’s 30th birthday, meet her
daughter, Isla, as well as seeing her siblings and parents.
1984 – Greta, Danny,
Celia & Lauren Millman in Devonport
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