Last Sunday we had a lovely visit with Yvonne & Ken at the Daylesford Market - Yvonne had set aside all the fruit & vegetables we usually buy, and I added a bit more as our crispers were bare after the holiday. Then we came home and while I washed & put everything away, Wes got started on cleaning the car. He was feeling much better than the previous day, when he was so tired, and Snoopy desperately needed a good clean after 1,600km. However, it was my turn to feel exhausted, so I did very little, and was pleased we had postponed our visit to Leanne, as I wouldn't have been able to do it.
On Monday, we enjoyed another early, cool walk around Daylesford Cemetery with Morse - still no bunnies have emerged yet from their burrows for him to chase. We skipped School, spent time catching up with our neighbour, James, before he flew to Japan on Tuesday, and headed back home to do chores. Wes mowed the lawns, which had grown green & lush while we were away, and I started the cleaning by dusting & polishing the furniture in our bedroom.
Later that morning I had a very welcome massage with Sarah, and spent the rest of the day quietly - reading, crosswords & Logic Puzzles. Wes had a very social afternoon catching up via phone or Zoom - Barbara in NZ; Helen in Melbourne, and after dinner - Gary in Melbourne & Libby in Switzerland. In this last Zoom, Wes had set the three of them the task of coming up with sayings that were peculiar to their family or their time, and they all enjoyed it so much that they were still chatting when they ran out of time.
Tuesday passed in a blur - I had no energy at all, and apart from walking early, Zooming with Leanne & cleaning the microwave, I spent the rest of the day resting. Wes got cracking on the back garden - he tidied up the wisteria, which had gone crazy on our back fence, weeded two garden beds, exposing roses we had forgotten about, and clipped bushes & trees that needed doing.
I was thrilled to wake up on Wednesday with some energy, and headed to Spring Park Nursery after breakfast to deliver much-needed newspapers, now that bare-rooted rose season is approaching. Then it was time for a fringe trim with Kirsty in their beautiful salon in The Rex Arcade, and finally Mah Jong with Judi. We had a good morning - it was quiet in Muffins, and honours were even when we finished.
On Thursday, we were booked to have our second flu shots, but discovered, talking to Dr Patrick, that we didn't need them. We think reception thought my chronic fatigue warranted a second dose, but it didn't. Wes dropped me home so I could catch up with Old Friends, who were chatting on WhatsApp, and I joined them all easily, which was such a relief. I've felt guilty in the past when I couldn't host a Zoom chat & everyone else missed out, but with WhatsApp, that doesn't happen. Any of us can start the chat, and any of us can leave it or join it when it suits.
Before we left for Springs Medical, I had a lovely catch up with Terry Borg - it had been a month and we had lots to share. After my Old Friends chat, Wes offered apple log for morning tea - perfect as there hadn't been time for breakfast!
Glen & I had been promising a get-together and it finally happened on Friday morning - after she had walked her dogs, and I had chatted with Leanne. We went to The Convent and enjoyed their scones with pots of tea. All the staff came over to say hello - such a welcoming environment. We spent an hour together and must make sure it happens again soon. Meanwhile Wes did further wonders in the back garden, which now looks much more under control than it did when we arrived back from our holiday.
Yesterday was ANZAC Day - we went to the Eganstown 9am service, as it is unique and we love being part of it. It was a beautiful morning, and all the rituals were performed well. Instead of a guest speaker, John Menadue spoke about his uncle William, who was one of the first 8 men to volunteer for World War 1 & ended up in Gallipoli. He was shot in the shoulder, recovered, and then lost a leg, dying on the hospital ship and being buried at sea. He is commemorated on the Eganstown plaque, and the plan is to celebrate a different person each year.
Wes drove me to Ballan Station & I caught the train to the MCG for the annual ANZAC Day Game between Collingwood & Essendon, which started back in 1996 with a memorable draw. The ceremonies were moving as always and I particularly like the joint banner which both teams run through together. After an even first half, the Pies were able to take control, and win the game, mostly due to a stunning performance from our former Captain, Scott Pendlebury, aged 38, playing his 431st game. He had 43 disposals, and easily won the ANZAC Day medal.
Wes & Morse picked me up at Ballan Station after the game, and I went straight to bed with a split of prosecco and a toastie. Sadly the Blues couldn't win their game against Freo, but rallied to lose by only 14 points.
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