Never a dull moment with Snoopy & his imagination
We had a quiet day last Sunday after going to the Daylesford Market. Morse had given Wes the latest Bernard Cornwell book and he spent the day reading it, while I was engrossed in rereading an excellent stand-alone Val McDermid book, "The Grave Tattoo". We finally got some rain that had been promised and everywhere looked better for it.
On Monday, after shopping, we sat down to plan our Christmas emails & cards, which took quite some time until we were happy with the finished products. I had my regular massage with Sarah Hunt, which was just what I needed and she was her usual caring self.
The next morning, Wes and Morse headed out for their walk, and returned with the news that only one bunny appeared to play. Perhaps the rest were in the bath! I had a good Zoom with Leanne, followed by a lovely chat with Jan Pengilley in Maleny.
While Wes did wonders in the garden, I met our neighbour, Glen, for a catch up cuppa in the courtyard at Pancho, and we resolved to do this more often as we ran out of time before we had exhausted all the topics we wanted to cover.
On Wednesday morning, as there was no Mah Jong, we decided to have breakfast at Muffins & More, which pleased the owner, Heen, very much. I explained that we were going away and that there would be no Mah Jong until mid-December. While Wes cleaned shower recesses and did the floors, I put Morse in the car and we drove to Spring Park Nursery to deliver newspapers; dropped off Epicures & The Local to Nick & Robyn in Porcupine Ridge; pumped mineral water at Leitches Creek, and arrived back home exhausted. That is the most driving I have done since my first cataract op, but it was good practice for our road trip.
Wes had a big day on Thursday, driving to the Abruzzo Club in Brunswick, via Trentham to collect Bob White, for a get-together to remember Peter Johnstone. I spent the morning attempting to Zoom with Terry Borg (eventually); with Old Friends (after a couple of hiccups), and having a manicure with Juls, who talks non-stop, but was persuaded to take an hour instead of her usual 90 minutes!
When Wes arrived back, he was thrilled to have caught up with members of Peter's family, as well as his oldest friend, Tom Tyrrell, and Danny Millman. There were quite a few Rotarians and he enjoyed speaking with them and sharing stories about Peter.
We were expecting a very hot day on Friday, and after the cemetery walk where 10 bunnies emerged to play chasey, Wes bathed Morse early and made sure everywhere that needed water had been looked after. I spent the time inside, keeping cool, balancing Reckon, and catching up on emails.
We were very excited that afternoon when the Australian bowlers had the Indians back in the sheds for 150 all out, but not so excited when they did the same to us, but worse, to have us reeling at 7/67 in a day when 17 wickets fell in Perth.
Yesterday we drove early to Strathmore to visit Leanne before we head off to Adelaide. As we will miss her birthday, we took scrolls for breakfast & wished her a Happy Birthday with a baby Boston Bun and candles. Wes watered for her, while she & I chatted and solved some computer issues. We were back home by early afternoon, and able to watch the Australian tail wag for nearly two hours, before the Indian openers batted brilliantly to be 0/172 at stumps. Meanwhile the North Melbourne AFLW team thumped Port Adelaide & Brisbane beat Adelaide to move to the Grand Final next Saturday.
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