A pleasing number of election day sausage sizzles were reported to me from across the metropolitan area and in regional Victoria. Primary schools led the way in this regard, closely followed by church halls. Sausages consumed by self at voting day sausage sizzle = 1. Sausages consumed by my social voting group* at voting day […]

I have a three-legged dog. Poor girl. It’s the change of season and she’s losing her winter coat. In tufts. Great clouds of hair. It’s everywhere. And it makes her so itchy. Every few steps she has to sit and scratch. Often there’s no time to sit – so she carries on with three legs, […]

We get to vote again this Saturday. Apparently there are still large numbers of voters unable to decide which way they will go. I have made my decision. There was never really a decision to make. What I do need to decide, however, is where to vote. When I lived in Elwood we voted at […]

Rummaging around this evening for a small box to put something in I came across a plaster cast of a full set of my teeth. Ok. Better keep those – could be useful one day. Maybe. I could frighten/fascinate small children with them I guess (although I don’t know why.) Anyhoo, continue to rummage. Another […]

Someone at work today described me as “calm in a crisis”. In fact, she said I was “always calm in a crisis” and that “it was one of your (my) great strengths”. Hmmm. This is not the me I am familiar with. Nor the me most people who know me know (me. know. me. Oh […]

This morning I was forced into a convenient Haighs chocolate shop in order to break a $20 note. I invested in some chocolate frogs for later and a couple of the lemon truffles for my tram journey. Sitting on the tram enjoying my truffle the woman beside me asks: “What perfume are you wearing. ” […]

We arrived in Budapest on St Stephen’s Day – a national holiday. Crowds gathered along the Danube to watch an aerobatic competition involving small planes flying under bridges perilously close to the viewing public. There was music. There was dancing. There were fireworks in the evening. And all outside our hotel. What a perfect place […]

It’s a very hard thing, it is, having too much to blog about. One of my favourite places in Budapest was Statue Park. With the downfall of the Communist regime, an enterprising proto-capitalist (there’s always one) rescued many of the political statues – which had hitherto dominated the city’s streets – before they were carted […]

It was three weeks of spending time in favourite places with favourite people. And seeing new sights. And eating good food. And relaxing. It’s hard to leave that behind. To return to your non-holiday life. To come home. It’s no wonder the dog is depressed. Yes, after her three week sojourn in the country with […]

Yawn. Yawn. Yawn. Waking up. Where am I? It’s my house. I’m home.