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We had a very good visit with Leanne last Sunday. Morse took some persuading that he wasn't going to the Daylesford Market at 7.45am, but the sight of a dried marrow bone cheered him up enormously and he was sound asleep when we returned. Wes spent most of his time at Strathmore watering, pruning & weeding the garden, while I showed Leanne a few tricks to make navigating her TV easier. We drove home through wild winds which caused quite a bit of havoc everywhere.
On Monday, it seemed odd not to go to Coles for supermarket shopping, but we had a good School session, tidying up our wine deliveries and making time to catch up with friends, as well as sorting out some appointments. Late morning, I had a massage with Sarah, which was just what I needed. Wes worked in the garden, and in the afternoon we both made a start on holiday packing.
These are our red hydrangeas which have dried to a beautiful colour
On Tuesday I had a lovely early chat with my aunt, Jeff, in Lincolnshire, followed by a good catch up with my sister, Leanne. Then I was due for a manicure with Juls, but when I arrived, she had forgotten I was coming on a Tuesday, and her nephew was asleep in her studio. We postponed the manicure until the next day and I came home to do some more packing, as well as finalise all the last minute payments & entry codes for our trip.
While Wes did his usual vacuuming & washing floors on Wednesday morning, as well as planting, watering, washing Pearl and packing, I had an early fringe trim, before playing Mah Jong with Judi. Then I drove to Hepburn to have my delayed manicure. By the time I got home I was exhausted and so pleased I was already packed. We went through our checklist and discovered we had thought of just about everything for a change!
By Thursday morning, Morse had twigged that something was up. We walked him early and while I was chatting with Old Friends - Kathy & Karen S, Wes drove him to Eureka Kennels in Ballarat and met one of the dog walkers, who knew Morse well. He has been housed next to a young female Lab having her first visit to kennels.
When Wes got home, I had everything ready to be put in Pearl and after a quick check that I had switched everything off and locked all the doors, we headed to the Old Glenlyon General Store for brunch, which was a great start to the trip.
We then had a fairly good drive to Cremorne, which is a little suburb near Richmond, within walking distance of the MCG and checked into our apartment. We chose this place because it is a great location, and we can park the car. We were on level 5, the top, with floor to ceiling views of the MCG, the Rugby Stadium, and Gosch's paddock, as well as the Melbourne skyline.
That night, we walked to the MCG, and chose a spot for Wes to wait for me after the game and make sure I found my way back. Everything looks so different in the dark, especially when you are part of 80,000+ vacating the ground. The footy was marred by swirling winds and occasional rain, but Collingwood put together an excellent 3rd quarter and ran out winners after being headed early. We sat with a glass of wine after we got back and unwound before going to bed very late for us.
We had a slow start to Friday, but eventually caught the no 70 tram into town and had lunch at Red Emperor in Little Bourke Street. I had been dying to introduce Wes to this beautiful restaurant and, as Collingwood won the footy, I got to choose our lunch spot. We opted for yum cha and thoroughly enjoyed our meal and excellent service.
Yesterday, we had a wonderful catch up with Tom Tyrrell & Deb Fowler at Ten Square Café in Hardware Street. Wes had picked the spot from Trip Advisor, and we weren't disappointed. We all enjoyed our meals and were able to sit chatting for 90 minutes, which was a bonus. Afterwards, Wes & I went to NGV Australia, which wasn't busy, and enjoyed an hour or so wandering around some familiar & new paintings.
Wes had the brilliant idea when we left the NGV that we should ride our no 70 tram all the way to Wattle Park, and we did - seeing suburbs we used to know quite well but haven't visited in years. The tram driver was happy for us to stay on at the terminus, so we changed seats to be facing the way we were travelling on the trip back. When we finally read the day's Age newspaper, we discovered that oldest Lone Pine tree is planted at Wattle Park - we would have gone to find it if we had realised!
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