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Sunday, 6 March 2022

Daylesford Autumn Dispatch - Sunday, 6th March 2022

 
I'm sure Lewis & Morse would approve as well 🤣🤣

We started our week with an extra busy Sunday - off to the Market, back home to quickly wash & put away what we had bought, then pack the car & take Lewis & Morse to try out Hilltop Kennels in Guildford, about 30 minutes away from us. We were due there at 9am, so everything was timed to the minute. The boys were excited to see lots of other dogs & we left hoping that they would get some much overdue socialising. 

We then drove, via Castlemaine, to Strathmore to see Leanne, who we are trying to visit every three weeks on a Sunday. We had a great chat, then Wes updated her laptop & watered the garden, while she & I did some household chores & sorted out a few other issues. We arrived back here in time to see the Pies AFLW post their highest ever score (against the Doggies, who were tired after playing three games in 11 days). Later the Blues had a good win against the Giants and Darcy Vescio became the first AFLW player to score 50 goals. 

Beautiful work by our neighbour, Glen, for her youngest grandchildren



You can see why Lewis, above, is hiding from Morse, who is doing his contortionist thing & taking up all the bed

On Monday, there was no time for School, as Sam, the arborist, arrived at 8.30am to cut down two pencil pines between our place & Glen's, and a tree of unknown heritage on the back fence. Sam cut up the pine into manageable logs for our fire & stacked them near the steps, which was much appreciated. 

While Sam was sawing away, I had a few jobs to do in Vincent Street, before having a pedicure with a female Sam at EKO. Wes spent hours in the garden and planted a couple of old-fashioned geums (aka Avens) which I had bought at the Farmers Market because I loved their name - Banana Dacquiri.

That afternoon, while Wes looked after the air-conditioning repair man, I did the first coat of yellow paint on the doors in the laundry AKA the dogs' bedroom. We are pleased with the effect & think it really brightens up this room. While Wes was chatting to Max, he discovered that he lived in the same town, Newbury, as Sam the arborist. It turns out that they are brothers - small world!

Tuesday was a big Zoom morning starting with my aunt, Jeff, in Lincolnshire. Wes joined me in chatting to her & we had a very funny time talking about redundant items that were once so important in our lives. She still has an even more elderly Melways than we did, as well as a Perth street directory that probably dates back to the 70s. My next catch up was with Leanne, who had been visited by her GP & she wanted to update me on her latest medication & life advice. 

Finally, Wes & I had a long chat with Jan Pengilley in Maleny, to hear how she & her daughter, Tara, have been coping with the deluge. She told of getting 300mls of rain one night, which is beyond our imagination. We were thrilled to have 37mls over 48 hours, which filled our tanks! Jan, Tara & Diederik are all OK, but their gardens have suffered because they have the equivalent of the Elizabeth Falls coming down through their land. We finished our catch up with a discussion of Carol Ann Duffy's poetry, which she had loved when she followed the link in my Dispatch some weeks ago. 

Later, we took advantage of no Labradors & Wes shifted the firewood under the house so it can dry, while I did the second coat of paintwork & we think that will do, even though we were nervous of Lewis's reaction on his return! When the boys arrived back on Wednesday morning, they were so delighted to be here that it took some time before they explored the changes in the backyard & indoors. 

You can glimpse the newly-painted yellow door to the left of Lewis as he & Morse reacquainted themselves with their bedroom

Here is Wes, the fisherman, about to take Sammy out on a trip


And here is the fishing spot Spargo's Creek - looks very serene

Wes was delighted to catch up with old friend, David Redfearn, over breakfast at Cliffy's on Thursday morning, while I was having a most enjoyable Zoom with Kathy, Lovely & Lib, chatting about all manner of things & thrilled to be able to do so. 

Judi & Michael very generously gave us over a kilo of their tomatoes on Friday morning, which I promptly turned into pasta sauce with the addition of all our ripe tomatoes (not a lot). Wes pruned out the front while I was cooking & the boys stayed out of the way, resting for a change. 

We were shocked to wake yesterday to the news that Shane Warne had died, aged 52. His cricketing exploits are well-known, and he was seen as a larrikin, but we have always been impressed by his willingness to impart his knowledge of spin bowling & cricket tactics whenever he could. During the recent Ashes Tests, whenever he was commentating on TV, he would take time to show kids how to hold a cricket ball in order to bowl varieties of spin. His kindness to one of his big fans, our cousin Leigh, was shown when he was asked for an autographed photo as a surprise for her at her wedding 9 years ago, and he produced this, which Leigh posted on Facebook yesterday when she heard the sad news. 

We had, of course, been sad that Rod Marsh had died earlier in the week, after also suffering a heart attack, but he was 74, which somehow made it easier to cope with. This morning it was too wet to walk the boys, so I went back to bed with The Age & have just finished reading page after page of tributes to both men, with the wonderful news that the Great Southern Stand at the MCG will be renamed the S K Warne Stand ASAP. 

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