We started
our week with the usual activities including the Sunday Market, followed by
Breakfast with Friends at the Food Gallery. I’ve filled the house with bowls or
vases of roses as they are so profuse at present. The minute you cut some,
others appear, so the garden always looks beautiful & smells fragrant.
This vase of yellow, peach & rust-coloured
roses is my favourite!
A
highlight this week was a most enjoyable & indulgent lunch with Jan &
Warren (Secundus) Pengilley at Boathouse Daylesford. Claire & Susanne
spoiled us when they discovered that three of their lunch guests have birthdays
in November & we were presented with sweets & cheese & free drinks - very generous indeed.
All of us were keeping an eye on the score as
it was Day 1 of the 1st Ashes Test at the Gabba. Wes had taped it
for us, so when we arrived home, we were able to catch up with all the action.
Yesterday
we both headed off to Melbourne, but separately. I went early in the morning to
visit Leanne. On the way I met two black wallabies – father & son I
suspect, as the large one bounded away as I approached, while the young one sat
still watching & wondering exactly what I was in my little Mazda 2.
Eventually he, too, hopped off the road. Even though it was hot in Melbourne,
Leanne’s unit was nice & cool & we got lots done in preparation for
Christmas.
In the
afternoon, when I was driving home, Wes set off to St Gabriel’s Theatre Group,
Reservoir, to see a performance of Sound
of Music, as our Godson, Matthew Spiteri & his wife, Sara Lacey, have
been involved in this theatre for 20 years. He loved every minute, cried &
sang along, and thought of the Climb
Every Mountain Choral Society, which we all belonged to many years ago &
participated in with great gusto, usually when we had enjoyed more than enough to
drink!
The first Test
in Brisbane has been riveting & we are in awe of Steve Smith’s physical &
mental strength as he took us from a precarious position to enjoying a slender lead
when our final wicket fell yesterday.
The latest crop of beanies, which I delivered
to Jodie in Wheatsheaf on my way to Strathmore yesterday.
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