She made it to Hong Kong. Just called me. Thought the city was spectacular at night coming in to land.
Daughter is on the way back home now, currently on a flight from Perth to Hong Kong and will get to Indianapolis tomorrow night.
She had a lovely time and really liked Australia and the people were great. Went to a few beaches and ate out and did stuff with the wedding party and then family. She loved Rottnest Island, mentioned above, and sent pictures where she was just hanging out with little Quokkas. Sheās such an animal person and absolutely loved it.
Nice find at the Goodwill today. Looks complete - four teams, Brazil, Germany, Italy and a fourth with vertical red and white stripes�
$5. Gonna school my missus once the asshole felines go to bed.
For our overseas friends - quokkas:
Paraguay obvs.
Warming up for the big Oasis gig in Sydney in a few hours. Nice when itās an easy walk to the stadium.
I know I know the Gallagher boys donāt get a lot of love on here with the city connection and old days loutish dickheadery. But iāve loved the gobbing and laddishness entertainment over the years.
Anyway last time I saw the band was almost 20 years ago.
So itās time to open the bar and rock on. The Masterplan, Cigs and Alcohol and Whatever will get me singing.
Canāt stand them or their songs, but each to their own. Have a great time and Iām glad itās not in Moore Park ![]()
Yeah good point.
They just started the sound check So I am sitting out the back listening to Dāypu know what I mean and now Rock n roll star.
Never heard of them.
Probably Sunderland.
The girl in charge of the rebrand has been fired.
Much is at stake for the museum and the city on the cusp of the Semiquincentennial next year, as well as for Suda ā a Canadian citizen who is in the U.S. on a work visa.
You might win a lot of championships, but you donāt get this kind of drama in LA, NYC or Boston
Semiquincentennial.
I remember visiting Rottnest when we in WA. I was going over my checklist of Australian fauna:
- is it lethal?
- does it bite?
- is it venomous?
- is it poisonous?
- does it randomly pee/poo all over you?
- does it stink?
- is it a creepy bastard?
- is it anyway dangerous in a uniquely antipodean fashion?
Nope. Just rather cute.
There is a reason why it was banished to an island off the mainland. Just too different from the rest of Australia.
Does that include the people?
Iāve just seen a message on Facebook that a girl I knew at primary school has died of cancer. We were āfriendsā on Facebook but I basically hadnāt seen her in person for almost 50 years.
Itās really rather bothering me. I think itās just seeing mortality around me. The people who are now dying are not the people I consider āoldā. Itās probably related to the grey haired man that keeps staring back at me in the bathroom mirror.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Unfortunately, these situations are just going to get more and more common for the rest of our lives, just like aches, pains, medical appointments and moments where our memory fails.
You just have to make the most of the good times. It may be a cliche, but itās true nonetheless.
I think itās when you become more aware of it. Iāve found my mother-in-lawās dementia quite distressing to deal with as well. I remember someone saying years ago to enjoy the āwedding seasonā whilst it lasts. After a while, you no longer get invited to weddings, just funerals.
Iāve spent quite a bit of time in geriatric wards this year accompanying my Mum as she fades away. Itās very sobering seeing where people end up, no matter what theyāve done in life. I donāt think I would have related it to my own life nearly as much in the past.
Anyway Whipper, we mustnāt carry on like this, weāll upset the young uns ![]()
Yes, I get that. Even seeing seeing the news about Pauline Collins reminds me of how so many people were part of my childhood in some way, links in a chain that breaks off pieces by piece. Iāve lost friends who Iād made in adult life, yet itās a different feeling it seems.
I can also remember hearing a few years back about a girl I knew at school. Not particularly close to her, hadnāt kept in touch or anything yet when someone told me that sheād actually died quite young⦠itās difficult to explain what it felt like, you know? Maybe we need to think and talk about our mortality more often, generally, but many people canāt do that, canāt accept it as an inevitable stage in our existence.
I was having a glass of wine on the balcony this evening when the missus called me in to watch some rubbish on tv.
When I picked up my glass I saw a cockroach had fallen in and was desperately wriggling aound and getting, no doubt, very drunk.
I was that close to drinking a cockroach!
Thanks to the missusā bad taste in tv shows I was saved.
It still would have been better than going to see Oasis though.
I find this a mentally gymnastical (I realise it is not a word..) conundrumā¦
When I was at uni, I swore by the notion that 60 odd is a good enough an innings. Then as I approached my 40s, I was like oh, that seems awfully close⦠Now in the 50s, Iām swinging the other way - Iām returning to the 60 odd is fine for me. Iām really not comfortable about the 70s and 80s and nappies to nappies is not something I want to close the circle onā¦