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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