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Sunday, 23 October 2016

Daylesford Spring Dispatch - Sunday, 23rd October 2016



Dear Friends, we enjoyed breakfast last Sunday, even though we shared our room with various pieces of equipment etc as the Food Gallery attempted to complete its downstairs renovation in time to open for the weekend.
Afterwards we dropped Bilbo home and drove to Woodend for a Fly-Fishing Expo at the Buffalo Stadium there. We came home with a showbag of goodies, but not too much information, as it seemed to be a very clubby Expo and we weren’t members! We took the Mazda 6 in the hope of collecting bags of manure, but all the usual spots had been raided and there was nothing available to buy.



As we woke on Monday morning, I realised my throat was sore and that I was getting a rerun of my bronchial asthma. I cancelled everything for the week and spent Monday, Tuesday & Wednesday in bed. By Thursday, I had some energy back and got up & dressed and did a few things inside. Wes was very kind as always and provided umpteen meals, hot lemon drinks & glasses of water.


Nurse Bilbo’s practical assistance is confined to leaping onto the bed!

On Tuesday, Wes showed the film ‘Captain Fantastic’ to an appreciative audience of 6, who all enjoyed it.

On Wednesday, he spent the morning helping Barbara both in and out of doors. Barbara has decided to spend Christmas with her sister & family in New Zealand and is very excited about her upcoming trip. As it is 11 years since we have spent Christmas with any members of my family, we have let Warren’s sister, Denise, know that we will be in Melbourne having lunch with Leanne, Peter & Anka this year.

I had some energy on Thursday morning, so got dressed and did a few things around the house, including washing the bedlinen to remove traces of Nurse Bilbo, of which there were many! It was a beautiful day, which meant Wes got more time in the garden and we went for a walk around it in the late afternoon to admire all the blossom and buds. It won’t be long before the first roses are out.

While I was shopping at Coles on Friday morning, I met Mark McClure (aka Sellars), who was looking in vain for milk. I sent him to the other end of the store and admired his flowery long shorts – obviously, he was up here for a golf day. (He was later spotted in the Farmers Arms that night with Jon Barrel). Wes mowed and weeded with help from Bilbo. I pumped water at Leitches Creek, where the Council has installed a picnic table & bench seats, before visiting the Daylesford Post Office to have my photo taken for a new MCC membership card. The current photos are 12 years old and very flattering indeed!

We discovered that our hotplates are not working at all, so I have brought out the old electric frypan and it is getting a bit of use. We could use the barbecue but it is usually raining here at mealtimes!!! Hopefully Kiyo will arrive tomorrow afternoon to sort it out.



It was another cold morning yesterday – it doesn’t matter when the Swiss & Italian Festa Committee decide to hold their Annual event, it is very rarely ideal weather. I had hoped to take Bilbo to the Grande Parade at 10.30am, but couldn’t stop coughing and elected to stay inside. Bilbo wasn’t too distraught!

We spent the afternoon watching the coldest Cox Plate Meeting ever at Moonee Valley, where Winx blitzed her rivals and won by 8 lengths, the longest margin ever. Apart from putting money on the nose with Winx, we had gone back to the tried & true each way bets and made $35 profit on the day. My first Cox Plate was 1986 with Danny Millman and I think Wes & I probably attended the next 25 after that. Most of them were won by a whisker, like Saintly, but nothing we saw was a comprehensive as yesterday’s win.


This morning we will go to the Sunday Market shortly, then off to breakfast, where Mary Goodall will be a welcome addition to our group. It is a cold morning again and there is a photo doing the rounds of Facebook, which has a man telling a young boy that Spring has arrived – the boy looks up with tears in his eyes and says ‘but I live in Daylesford’! 

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