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Sunday, 13 September 2015

Daylesford Spring Dispatch - Sunday, 13th September 2015




Dear Friends, we had a very quiet Fathers’ Day, which suited our head colds nicely. I made a boiled fruitcake and a big pot of minestrone soup, which we enjoyed while watching the footy on TV. Much to my horror, after getting Melbourne over the line, I was unable to do the same for the Pies who went down by 3 points to Essendon in a close-fought exciting match, which gave all my Bombers friends hope for next year.

A lovely thing happened at the Sunday Market – we had asked Ken Rae the day before for a plant to go in a big tub that spends most of its time in the shade – when I arrived at the Market, Ken had a line of eight different plants for me to choose from. I eventually picked this pretty little philoteca, called ‘Flower Girl’.



On Monday, we had invited Peter & Cathy for lunch. This was the third date we had made, and even though neither of us was feeling 100%, we were very reluctant to change it. I decided not to go to gym, as I was too asthmatic, but didn’t call off a massage with Nick Massaro, which was well overdue. During the massage, our home phone kept ringing and we both started to worry that someone was trying to contact us urgently. Unbeknown to us, Warren had gone across the road to check up on Barbara, so Nick brought me the phone and I answered it to discover Peter Widdop on the other end, calling off lunch, as he was so unwell!


Table set for lunch

When Wes arrived back, Nick let him know the news, and instead of spending the morning in the kitchen, he was able to pack away the food he had bought and go back to working on the computer, where he is following up on classmates and teachers from his school days at St Bernard’s College, Essendon. We ended up lighting the fire as it was such a cold, wet day and enjoyed a relaxing afternoon watching the flames.

That evening Warren joined at least 100 others who braved the cold and rain to hold a candlelight vigil at Burke’s Square in honour of Aylan. This was happening all over Australia and we could only hope that Tony Abbot took notice of it and all that Angela Merkel has done in response to the Syrian refugee plight....and eventually he did.



By Tuesday, Warren was starting to feel unwell himself, and after showing the film ‘Last Cab to Darwin’ to an appreciative audience of 40+, he came home, lit the fire, heated up some soup and spent the afternoon reading and dozing with Bilbo at his feet. Meanwhile I drove through the rain to Melbourne Airport, to collect Margot Jordan, who was returning from 5 weeks in Coolangatta, where she had rented a large modern apartment overlooking the water. I arrived back in time to have some soup myself and head off for a relaxing couple of hours with Emma at EKO.


Our lovely fire

Wes decided to spend as much of Wednesday as he could in bed and, after a restless night, got some sleep before Sandra arrived to do the cleaning. I was still too asthmatic for gym and there was no Mah Jong as the café, ‘Muffins & More’, closed this week while Ann-Maree and her friends went to China for a holiday.

The morning was spent staying out of Sandra’s way, doing a few chores, making a date with Leanne for the next day, and discovering that I had missed out on a Grand Final ticket in the MCC ballot, which means an early trip to Melbourne and queuing on the day. As well, I worked out how to download Windows 10, as it wasn’t happening automatically. Gillie and I caught up for a yummy lunch at ‘Harvest Café’ and Gillie gave me half a dozen freshly laid eggs to take to Leanne.

I drove back to Melbourne on Thursday after doing some shopping for Leanne in both Daylesford & Woodend, leaving Wes and Bilbo sound asleep. Leanne and I had an enjoyable, productive morning and I was amazed when I returned home to find Wes up, dressed and making spaghetti with smoked salmon for lunch.
By Friday, we were both feeling much better and I went Coles shopping early. While Wes mowed the lawn, I took Bilbo for a walk around the Wombat Hill Botanic Gardens. We were all happy to have had some exercise and the garden looks so much better for the haircut.

Looking down the back yard and across to the Wombat Forest

We had a late night watching the West Coast Eagles run rings around Hawthorn in a fast, furious game of footy. In the meantime, the Aussies fell to the Poms again in the second last One-Day cricket match, which means the 5th game will decide the winner.

Yesterday we had decided to drive to Kyneton to see the Avenue of Honour, before all the daffodils were past their best.  Kyneton was really jumping with a Farmers’ Market in Piper Street and cars parked up and down both sides of the street. On the way back, we deviated into the Kyneton racecourse and watched a single jockey walking his horse out of the course at the completion of early morning training.

Back home we came into Daylesford via Hepburn which was festooned in red & blue balloons to celebrate Hepburn Under 18s reaching the Grand Final, which was being played that morning at the North Ballarat oval.

We couldn’t drive past ‘Jackie’s on Vincent’, where we stopped for porridge and an omelette and chatted to Jackie & Lisa about the business. They are open 6 days a week for lunch & dinner, as well as breakfast on weekends, and offer a take away menu to boot. Lisa told us that she has sent their young daughter back to China for 6 months, as they don’t have the time to manage her as well as the café!

Bilbo didn’t come with us as he had enjoyed an early walk with Wes followed by a bath and a good brush, so he was happy to spend the time in bed.

After listening to the Coodabeen Champions – a must on Saturday mornings from 10-12 on the ABC -  (can’t believe they have been broadcasting for 35 years and are still as fresh, humorous and relevant as they were when they started) we caught up on computer work and The Age.

In the afternoon, we, and 40 others, went to see ‘Last Cab to Darwin’. What a stunning Australian film – tackles so many issues and is beautifully written, directed, shot and acted...whatever you do, don’t miss seeing it.  

We arrived home to barrack for the Swans against Freo & then the Doggies against the Crows and were totally unsuccessful. We’ll hope for a change of luck with the Tigers this afternoon!



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