A weekly look at life with the Maloneys and their Labrador, Morse - mostly in Daylesford, Australia, and occasionally interstate or overseas
Morse
Sunday, 26 May 2024
Daylesford Autumn Dispatch - Sunday, 26th May 2024
Sunday, 19 May 2024
Daylesford Autumn Dispatch - Sunday, 19th May, 2024
Sunday, 12 May 2024
Daylesford Mother's Day Dispatch - Sunday, 12th May 2024
We had planned our regular tri-weekly visit to Leanne last Sunday, but as we were driving back here from the Sunday Market, we received a message to say she was unwell. We are usually the ones postponing the visit, so I rang her once we were home and encouraged her to do a RAT, which was negative. She had only a couple of symptoms of COVID, and we were all relieved that it wasn't COVID, which is so very unpleasant.
Morse was upset and worried that he wouldn't get his bone, so we eventually relented after immense pressure, and he spent a happy hour or so with it, before coming back inside to sleep.
On Monday, I cancelled shopping as we needed very little with Wes having been unable to eat for much of the past fortnight. School was our monthly clean and I did the main bathroom, while Wes tackled the deckings. He also cleared stuff from guttering, did some gardening, and finished with hosing everywhere, which is crying out for rain.
Later I had a massage with Sarah Hunt, who is keeping my back & neck under control beautifully. It is always wonderful to spend time with her and get fixed at the same time.
We have been enjoying the most beautiful weather lately, possibly most of Victoria is the same - cool mornings, followed by crisp sunny days. It was like that on Tuesday, so Wes got stuck into gardening chores, and we planned the next crop, (bush peas), to go into the greenhouse. I chatted with Leanne early, then had an overdue catch up with Jan Pengilley in Maleny, where it is raining solidly and they have more oranges, lemons & limes than they know what to do with! Jan assures me it is not a good problem to have, but when I look at our lemon trees, with only three or four lemons, I'm not so sure.
A week later & this Japanese maple is looking even more stunning!
On Wednesday, I had a busy morning - fringe trim, deliveries to Porcupine Ridge and two hours of Mah Jong with Judi in Muffins & More café. When I arrived home, our neighbour James popped in to ask me to witness his signature and we enjoyed a good chat, especially as Morse didn't bark once, but wagged his tail happily.
Meanwhile, Wes drove to St John of God in Ballarat for a stomach scan, which took some time. He arrived back with flathead fillets for dinner, whisky to help him recover, cash because we were out of it, and vanilla slices for afternoon tea!
The next day I had an early Zoom with Terry Borg, where we avoided discussing Bluey, much as we both love it and delved into health and footy instead. Then Old Friends - Kathy, Lib, Karen S & Joyce, where we heard a little about New Zealand, sympathised with everyone's various ailments, and ran out of time, as usual.
Wes went off to see a doctor to get his results and was told he probably has diverticulitis, but has to have some more blood tests to be sure. We both read about the symptoms and agreed they were very like what he had, and were relieved to discover that we only need to tweak our food intake slightly to improve his chances of reducing future attacks.
That night, the Blues beat the Dees by 1 point in a most exciting game, which would have thrilled all Carlton supporters, especially the one I married!
More Autumn beauty in the garden - double Japanese wisteria, followed by ornamental grape, and espaliered ornamental cherry trees
On Friday morning, I had an early Breastscreen appointment in Ballarat, and we decided to see a film afterwards, choosing Freud's Last Session, which we saw with one other person in the cinema. What a stunning film! Anthony Hopkins is always worth watching, and we enjoyed Matthew Goode's interpretation of C S Lewis. Once again, I can't better Wes's description -
It is based on a play, and it is a fictional account of a possible meeting between the 2 wonderful intellects of Sigmund Freud (the atheist) and C S Lewis (the believer). Brilliantly written, acted, and film-crafted, it tackles the inadequacy of humans creating or questioning beliefs, as well as the recurrent damage done so often by parents, and the effects of declining to explore our memories or reasonings.
Yesterday, we had planned breakfast out, followed by local footy, but I woke with very little energy, so we opted for a quiet day at home instead, which seems to have done the trick.
We were very sad to read of Martin Atkinson's death in yesterday's Age newspaper. I first met Martin when I joined the Bushwalking Group, and then when Hepburn Shire U3A was formed, we learned Cryptic Crosswords together. He was a star at anagrams - much quicker than the rest of us. We spent many happy hours with him and his wife, Patricia, shown above on Christmas Morning 2004 with Wes. Martin had the best model railway we had ever seen - it went out of his shed, into the garden, around a tree & back again!
Sunday, 5 May 2024
Daylesford Autumn Dispatch - Sunday, 5th May, 2024
The downside of a beautiful friendship!
We headed off to the Daylesford Market last Sunday after I had published my Dispatch, where we mostly bought food for Morse as we still had plenty of fresh fruit & vegetables from last week. Yvonne was up in arms as the wifi signal is so weak at the Market that she is losing customers, who don't have cash, and want to pay by card. That includes us, and we had five goes before the payment finally went through.
Back home, I turned much of our vegetables into a big cauldron of soup, in the hope that we could all enjoy them at some time. Wes was still struggling with eating, but the thought of soup appealed, so it was worth doing.
A last vase of Autumn flowers & leaves
The soup seemed to have done the trick and by Monday morning, Wes had the energy to spend some time in the back garden, not doing anything too strenuous. We spent our School period discussing the likelihood of another overseas trip, and decided to review the subject again mid-June, as neither of us feels our health is sufficiently good for us to make plans yet.
That afternoon, I finally finished Morse's new coat and tried it on him. He was delighted with it, and especially pleased when he got to wear it when we went for early morning walks.
We've been busy with Zooms again this week - Wes spoke with Barbara in NZ twice; joined me in a catch up with Mike & Linda Kirby, and participated in the Jackson Group discussion. I had hoped to speak with my aunt, Jeff, in the UK, but she had a bad reaction to her latest COVID booster and we had to cancel. However, I caught up with my sister, Leanne, twice; and had a good time chatting with Old Friends.
As well, on Tuesday, our friend from the early 80s, Margaret Nolan, was in Daylesford with a busload from her retirement village in Taylors Hill. Margaret recently turned 90, but looks younger and continues to go to Collingwood matches, and enjoy social outings with her friends. We caught up with her at the Daylesford Bowling Club, and had about 20 minutes together before her lunch arrived.
Recently, our Sydney friends, Jane & David Knox, went on a cruise and unbeknown to us, two of our Daylesford friends, Bill Guest & Steve Doyle, went on that same cruise. Here they are having dinner together and enjoying each other's company. Jane & David are wonderful friends to travel with, and, although we've known Bill & Steve for 25 years, we've never been away together, but I suspect they would be equally delightful companions.
Jane, Steve, David & Bill at dinner
Judi & I enjoyed a lovely morning, chatting and playing Mah Jong, and I went home having won half the games for a change. Wes & I then chatted with Mike & Linda, as we had postponed our Zoom from last week. As usual, I was quite tired from the socialising and was in bed for dinner, although I have been able to stay up most nights recently. Wes served a beautiful big mushroom on sour dough toast with parsley, while I watched footy shows on TV.
The next morning, we were up early walking Morse around Lake Daylesford, before returning in time for Wes to participate in the Jackson Group fortnightly Zoom, where two Australians, Graham & Rod presented a programme on Business 2024. Afterwards, I had my weekly Zoom with Old Friends - we were looking forward to catching up with Karen Stevenson, after her trip to NZ, but she was quite unwell and unable to join us. Hopefully she will be back on song next Thursday morning.
Wes visited Dr James that afternoon, and was told that he was probably still suffering from bad food poisoning. However, James suggested he have a blood test on Friday morning & a stomach scan later in the day just to check.
On Friday morning, after Wes had his blood test, Lake Imaging rang to say he couldn't have his scan that day as they wouldn't have the results of the test & wouldn't proceed without it. They made another appointment for this Wednesday, which made us both feel that it couldn't be all that urgent! Once again, we had postponed catching up with Rob & Dene & Glen that morning - fingers crossed that it will be three times lucky. Rob & Dene came past and left morning tea for us & Glen; as well as baby gladioli bulbs from their garden - all of which was very thoughtful and kind
That night, Carlton hosted Collingwood in a big game at the MCG for the Peter McCallum Cup, in front of over 88,000 fans, the biggest home & away crowd for these two teams. It doesn't come close to the 121,000+ who crammed into the MCG back in 1970 to see Carlton come from behind to beat Collingwood in a memorable Grand Final. The Pies were lucky enough on Friday night to break the deadlock with just over a minute to go when Nick Daicos kicked a goal and put us 6 points ahead.
Needless to say, we were both too tired to do much yesterday, reserving our energy for today, when we are due to visit Leanne. Although Wes did give Morse a bath, plant bulbs and give the lawns a mow, which was much more than I managed! He is definitely feeling much better this weekend after a difficult fortnight.