Last Sunday was cool, wet & misty most of the morning. There weren't many cars at the Daylesford Market when we visited, but we hoped that visitors braved the weather and supported the stall-holders, who were all keeping warm and dry as best they could.
We spent the day listening to the ABC Classic countdown and were delighted to find a few more of our picks made it. I ended up with 8, including The Planets by Gustav Holst at #3, and The Lark Ascending by Ralph Vaughan Williams at #4. We were both very disappointed that Beethoven's Ninth topped the poll and suspect heaps of choristers voted for it. However, we both enjoyed sharing texts with friends who were also listening - thanks to Squiz, Helen & Wendy for keeping in touch.
That night Carlton somehow managed to beat Essendon after the Bombers held the lead with a few minutes to go. Wes was very relieved, and my Essendon friends were proud of their efforts.
On Monday, I did the supermarket shopping and had my first & only cup of tea just before the 8.35am deadline, as I had to move to water for the 24 hours before one of my CT scans. Then it was time to catch the Ballarat train to Southern Cross & from there to Jolimont Station and the MCG. I was part of 88,019 people, almost all of whom were wearing Big Freeze 12 beanies, including me.
We witnessed some fun with the Governor-General, Sam Mostyn, among the 10 sliders who braved the ice-bath to honour Neale Daniher and donate to the Fight MND cause, which has raised over $150 million in total to find a cure for this fatal disease. Then the players ran through a joint banner before making a circle with the umpires as we remembered Neale.
The game was full of highlights - marks, goals, and tackles; and marred by an injury to Brody Mihocek, current Melbourne, and former Collingwood player, who ducked his head awkwardly to avoid a tackle by Billy Frampton and ended up being taken to hospital and having neck surgery. The Demons won by 8 points in the end, and deserved their win as they made fewer mistakes in the last minutes.
Wes & Morse picked me up at Ballan Station that evening and we went home to a late meal of footy food - pie for Wes & pastie for me. I was very tired and slept well in preparation for Tuesday's visit to Lake Imaging in Ballarat's St John of God hospital.
We left early and arrived in plenty of time for my 8.35am appointment. I can't remember having had a CT Scan before, but both of these were painless and easily done - the hardest part was removing the adhesive "spots" afterwards. Wes and I then drove to our favourite café, Wen & Ware, desperate for hot drinks and something to eat. Before we came back home, I popped into Bed, Bath & Table to buy some navy Winter sheets as our current ones were past their use by date. As usual, I had great service, this time with Leah, and walked away very happy with the purchase.
On Wednesday, while Wes toiled over the floors at home, I pumped mineral water, did some chores, and then played Mah Jong with Judi, where honours were even. Once again, Muffins & More was full of locals, and the Collingwood supporters were keen to know what I thought of the King's birthday game.
Although we woke to a very cold morning on Thursday, the sky was full of stars and a crescent moon was shining over Daylesford cemetery. The mist lifted and we had a beautiful sunny day for a change. Wes Zoomed with the Jackson Group and I caught up with Old Friends on WhatsApp, before he went outside to prune fruit trees & rose bushes, and I spent the morning washing glass jars and refilling them with pasta, seeds, herbs & spices.
Friday was our 56th Wedding Anniversary, which we had decided to celebrate with High Tea at The Convent. We booked for 12 noon, and enjoyed walking through misty rain to Bad Habits Café. We were seated at the best table (13) with a Happy Anniversary banner, some roses, a gift from Tina & the staff & complimentary bubbles. We couldn't have chosen a better spot, and were spoilt beautifully by everyone there.
Needless, to say, we couldn't finish all the goodies and brought home the top layer to polish off yesterday. Thanks to everyone who commented on the post Wes put up on Facebook, and everyone else who sent good wishes - much appreciated. We were married on a wet Friday in June at 6.30pm at Newman Chapel in Melbourne University, after a busy day collecting our best man, Deane Wells, and matron of honour, Terry Branch, who had both flown in from Brisbane & Sydney respectively. Deane needed a shirt, so we bought that for him, as well as visiting FMI, in Queen Street, where Wes worked, to celebrate with the staff.
Yesterday was quiet - I was still recovering from our lovely outing, and we were expecting up to 20mls rain. Wes was able to walk Morse, but I couldn't join them, and had tea & toast in bed instead.
Apart from chatting with Old Friends, I also had a Zoom with Leanne this week, and a WhatsApp chat with Jan in Maleny, where we agreed that getting old, especially hitting 80, is the pits. Wes managed to chat with Barbara in NZ twice; had a lovely WhatsApp catch up with Carole in Essendon, and rang Hymie in Caulfield to chat about Carlton & politics.
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