We started our week with a wet visit to Daylesford Market and Morse was very upset to be left at home. Yvonne sent an apple back for him, and he cheered up with that. We had 16mls in our rain gauge, which meant tanks were full again and the ground soaked. We had planned on breakfast out to celebrate Carlton's win the night before, but opted for tea & toast at home instead.
On Monday, we were pleased to be able to walk Morse early although it was very dark. The rain didn't start until 2pm, so I did the Coles shopping and then my other chores without getting wet. I had a massage with Sarah late in the morning, while Wes pruned in the front garden. In the afternoon, he went to Alan Harrison's funeral, which was very well-attended, and came home with some wonderful stories to share.
Once again we had a dark early walk with Morse, and for once, I had no Zoom chats booked, as Leanne was expecting the NDIS gardeners at the time we usually catch up. I made a quick trip back to Coles to get orange juice & packets of soup - the former wasn't available, and I couldn't find the latter the day before. Wes & Morse went out and returned with some beautiful Oriental lilies for me as a belated Mother's Day gift.
On Wednesday, Judi & I met for Mah Jong in a very busy Muffins & More café. Honours were even with some interesting hands tackled by both of us. Wes had vacuumed & washed the floors when I arrived home, which was lovely of him.
After two WhatsApp chats on Thursday - early with Terry Borg in Burwood, and later with Old Friends - Burwood, Port Melbourne & Reservoir,, Wes & I travelled to Strathdale, a suburb of Bendigo to visit Cliff Talbot and his wife, Barbara. Cliff lives in a very lovely Aged Care Home, where all the staff were smiling & helpful. Barbara had driven in to visit him as well, and we all had lunch together. The staff had organised a table for 4 for us in a side room, which gave us some privacy and allowed us all to hear each other. It was only as we were driving back home that we realised we had forgotten to take a photo!
We woke early on Friday morning as Wes was feeling quite unwell - possibly food poisoning or diverticulosis. He was very cold and shivering, so I covered him in blankets until he warmed up again, and he spent much of the day catching up on sleep. Morse couldn't cope with the change in routine and kept sneaking outside to eat the nuts in the bird food.
We lost another Daylesford friend this week. We met Robert Bartlett when he was walking around Lake Daylesford. He had suffered from a stroke, and forced himself to stay as fit as he could by walking, which wasn't easy. We met most days for a few years as he walked the opposite way to us. One morning he had fallen over beside his car and couldn't get up - we were so pleased we heard his cries for help & were able to get him into his car. Eventually walking was beyond him and he moved into Hepburn House for 24 hour care, which his wife, Deb, could no longer manage. RIP.
Yesterday, Wes had recovered enough to be able to drive me to Ballan Station so I could attend the Collingwood vs West Coast game at the MCG, where Scott Pendlebury played his 433rd AFL game overtaking Brent Harvey's 432 to head the leader-board. I had invited Danny Millman to choose a game to attend with me earlier this year, and he picked this one, with neither of us realising it would be such a momentous afternoon. We caught up with David Lazzaro before the game, which made it perfect.
West Coast played very well and Collingwood managed to win by 10 points in a close struggle in front of 90,028 fans, an amazing turn up for this game. I walked back to The Windsor to my room, in time to watch Carlton play very well against Port Adelaide over there, and win by 34 points. Wes was thrilled - two wins in a row is very satisfying.
This morning, Wes was good enough to walk Morse and visit the Daylesford Market to collect our fruit & vegetables, before driving to Ballan to pick me up at 9.40am. I think a very quiet day beckons for all three of us!
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