Dear Friends, when
I left you last week we were off to the Sunday Market followed by breakfast as
usual. Margot was very excited to see everyone again, especially Bilbo, who
made quite a fuss of her, much to her delight. The Food Gallery had been busy
looking after the Boîte Singers and there was much noise and hilarity
percolating upstairs as they all tucked into breakfast after a big night.
The next morning
was very warm early when we walked around Lake Daylesford. We met two women,
who were trying to decide the best spot to get a photo of the dawn, and almost
missed it as they were facing the wrong way. Barry the fisherman had been to
Thailand and back since we had last seen him and had missed his quiet times
sitting on the bank waiting for fish to bite, be photographed, weighed and put
back into the water.
Ducks staying cool at 6am outside
Lake House, Daylesford
When we arrived
back home I did a first coat of the ramp and later got about a third of the way
down again before it became too hot to paint. Nick arrived to give me a massage
and a jar of mango jam and we enjoyed catching up on each other’s news. Wes had
a Disability Access report to deliver to Hepburn Shire Council this week, so
devoted the afternoon to getting it written, while I enjoyed a long catch-up
phone call with Karen Stevenson aka Lovely.
On Tuesday, I did
some more painting after our walk, had a fringe trim, visited the doctor and
caught up with Wes for a cuppa at The Food Gallery, where we were the only
customers! That soon changed – perhaps everyone had been sleeping in. Wes
cooked a stir-fry for lunch with oodles of chillies and I settled down to watch
the Australia vs India One Day game at the WACA, while Wes did a couple of site
visits before polishing his Disability Access report.
We had decided to
vary our walk on Wednesday and did a circuit of Victoria Park, the recreation
reserve, where a new all-purpose community facility building is well under way.
We spotted a fox, but that was the only sign of life other than us. Back at home,
Wes watered the tomatoes and zucchini, while I applied a final coat of paint to
the ramp. Now, as I look at the photo, I realise I will have to repaint all the
lilac surrounds as they look very grubby next to the new work!
I was very sad to
hear the news of David Bowie’s death and am very pleased that I saw the wonderful
exhibition celebrating his creative life at ACMI last year. I do admire him for
managing to keep his liver cancer a secret and dying with dignity before there
could be a media frenzy. Ditto Alan Rickman, who was so brilliant as Severus
Snape in the Harry Potter films.
The big footy news
this week was the year’s suspension meted out to all the Essendon players
involved in the drug saga at that club. It has been a very tough 4 years for
everyone involved at Essendon and this, coupled with the 2-year bans imposed on
the two Collingwood players who played around with recreational drugs during
the off-season, should make all sports people very wary of allowing anyone to
dictate what goes into their bodies without first questioning it.
Bilbo getting his friend to
remind me that dinnertime is close by
Trish Nield and I
met for breakfast at Cliffy’s before the heat set in. It was lovely to see her
looking so well and happy now that she is retired. We both enjoyed fresh bagels
with scrambled eggs & smoked salmon and only left when Cliffy’s began to
get so busy we could hardly hear each other speak. Wes went over to help Barbara,
as her carer hadn’t arrived. Council agreed when asked that they had forgotten
to ring her to ask her to look after Barbara. He then pumped up Barbara’s tyres
and delivered the Disabled Access submission to Council before arriving home hot,
bothered, and ready for a rest.
This is the sight that greeted me
when I drove up Vincent Street after breakfast on my way to the Post Office. I
watched the horseman canter over the road and onto the roundabout before
leading his horse to the fountain and fresh water – you know the old saying –
you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink – well it’s true.
Horse and rider stared at the water for a couple of minutes before giving up
and heading off.
It was such a treat
to wake up to a cool morning on Thursday after the day before & we enjoyed
our early walk around Lake Daylesford. I headed off for gym again in a shower
of rain, which was very welcome indeed.
One lovely result of the sun is
the emergence of three beautiful pink waterlilies in our pond
On Friday, I drove
to Melbourne to help Leanne with a few things and arrived back here in time to
attend the first screening of the ‘Peanuts Movie’. I had been dying to see it,
so Wes arranged for tickets and we both enjoyed it very much. Charles M Schulz
was a very intuitive & understanding man & his characters easily stand
the test of time.
Wes had a sleep in
yesterday morning, while Bilbo and I enjoyed a later walk around the Wombat
Hill Botanic Gardens, where we were the only ones out & about. We are so
lucky to have the gardens, two lakes & recreational reserve all within 5
minutes drive of where we live, as well as all the tracks & paths in and
around the Wombat Forest.
Wes did some
gardening but mostly we rested, as we had a big night ahead of us. Robyn
Robinson had invited us to her 70th birthday party upstairs at Noir
Restaurant in Swan Street, Richmond. We left early which meant we had a perfect
run into town and arrived in plenty of time. It was a wonderful night and we
were very honoured to be part of the group of her closest friends. I think
there were 28 of us in total, most of who had provided Ian with a photo from
their teenage years, which were all up on boards around the room. This provided
the perfect icebreaker and later we had to complete a multiple-choice quiz on Robyn’s life in lieu of speeches.
Here are three
photos from the night.
Finally, we heard
from Andrew & Annette at Eureka Kennels that they have sold their business
effective the end of January, although they will be around to help the new
owners in their first month or so. We will miss their care very much indeed.
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