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Sunday, 4 June 2023

Daylesford Winter Dispatch - Sunday, 4th June 2023

 
I'm with Snoopy on this!

What a wonderful catch up with Old Friends we enjoyed last Sunday. After the Daylesford Market, we gave Morse a bone and set off to Coburg to Cornerstone Pizzeria, where we met up with the group that first came together through the Department of Employment in 1972. On my first day, Kathy took me under her wing, Squiz took me to places like the Russell Collins for lunch, Karen AKA Lovely, chatted to me over the phone, and Joyce was happily pregnant and reigning supreme at the Productivity Promotion Council. We, and our partners, have stayed friends for over 50 years, and still enjoy each other's company as much as we did all those years ago.

L-R Squiz, Joyce, Kathy, Karen, Lovely, Manny, Ged, Malcolm & Wes

The restaurant is used to catering for large groups & gave us a table near the front and looked after us very well. Instead of each of us ordering individually, we shared many dishes, which were all served with a smile, piping hot & yummy. 

When we arrived back home, we found Morse had been sound asleep, and thrilled to see us, even though we made him sit through the footy, where Collingwood & North Melbourne were playing. The Pies won, but North outscored us in the last quarter & would have been pleased with their effort from bottom of the ladder. 

It was wet again on Monday morning, so Morse had an early breakfast, before I went shopping at Coles Supermarket. There was a branch down over the road at the end of our street, and amazingly, there were no tradies at the new house site in our street, who would have been able to move the branch. I was able to manoeuvre my way through with Sammy, our Mazda 2, and hoped that someone in a larger vehicle would clear the road, which they eventually did. 

Latest crop of beanies & a beret for the Community Op-Shop

School was devoted to looking at our finances and agreeing on our future plans, which we did successfully. We are very happy to stay put here for as long as we can. Afterwards we had a great Zoom catch up with Mike & Linda Kirby - it was three months since we had chatted & there was lots of news to share. 

We woke to misty rain on Tuesday, but Wes & Morse were able to have a big walk. All plans for gardening or car washing were scrapped, and after a lovely chat with Leanne, I headed into Vincent Street for a stroll & some shopping for Glen & us. 

A blast from the past - Wes as Mayor opening the Brunswick Croquet Season 1983

Wes has been using the wet weather to continue his book of family stories, as well as keeping up with his Ancestry, where he has quite a few entries & is often contacted by others to pick his brains. As well he has been catching up with friends via Zoom - his old Carlton mate, Hymie Zawatsky, hasn't been well, and enjoyed the cut & thrust of their chat; old Insurance friend, Mark Silviera had plenty of news to share, and local friend, Mary Hurley, needed some advice.

My Old Friends Zoom on Thursday felt quite different as we had seen each other so recently. We started with Lovely extolling the virtues of porridge, with which Joyce & Libby agreed, and only Kathy identified with my description of it as "clag". The rest of the 45 minutes flew by in similar fashion, and I was thrilled to discover that I'm not the only person rewatching "Dalziel & Pascoe" episodes. 

Although we had been promised some dreary weather, we enjoyed sunshine at the end of the week, but it was so frosty & wet underfoot that not much could be achieved in the garden, although I did manage to pick one last bunch of roses for Glen. 

We had mixed results in the footy, with Carlton unable to beat Melbourne on Friday night, and Collingwood surviving a spirited effort by the West Coast Eagles, who are enduring a horror year with injuries. 

This morning, after the Market, we are off to visit Leanne in Strathmore, where we have a few projects in mind, as well as making sure that the newly-planted garden beds are thriving. 

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