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This has been an odd week, with a road trip in the middle and a public holiday on Friday. On Tuesday I had to go to my work's new office in Geelong (two hours away) to train our new staff using our payroll software, at a time chosen by people in another state without consulting the train timetable. So I had to drive the work car, even though I don't like driving strange cars and I don't like driving long distances. Still, I made it there and back.
Last week I had a cold, which is better now, but it was good to have a public holiday on Friday to rest. And then I've been busy the rest of the weekend. So busy! Not really. Port Fairy, the town around the bay from the City by the Sea, had a 1950s festival, and my work's Port Fairy shop was taking part by putting on a short play set in a shop. So I went to that, which was fun, and then I went to the Port Fairy museum to see the 1950s exhibition. The museum is in Port Fairy's old court house, and it is obviously set up as a court house museum for most of the time, including grey plastic male fashion mannequins dressed up as a judge and lawyers. The cheekbones, f-list. He was the hottest judge ever to put on a wig.
Around the legal memorabilia was the temporary 1950s stuff, including memories of 1958, the first and only time the Port Fairy Seagulls won the local football competition, when in celebration of the team colours the Port Fairy Gazette was printed in purple ink on yellow paper. Which you'd think would be very hard to read.
Arranged in the court house's public gallery were more fashion mannequins wearing clothes donated by locals, accompanied by a little card describing when they were worn. A duck egg blue dress worn to meet the Queen at Government House when she visited in 1954, for example. Or one woman's card: "In 1955 my fiancé and I were saving up to get married and buy a house, until one weekend he turned up to my parents' house on a new motorbike. I dumped him for being irresponsible and used my savings to buy this musquash fur coat instead." I mean, I applaud the sentiment, if not the fur.
Today I have been to see Downton Abbey, which was a diverting, if somewhat frustrating, couple of hours. Much like the TV version, then. And I made chocolate chilli brownies. It's all go here, I tell you.
Last week I had a cold, which is better now, but it was good to have a public holiday on Friday to rest. And then I've been busy the rest of the weekend. So busy! Not really. Port Fairy, the town around the bay from the City by the Sea, had a 1950s festival, and my work's Port Fairy shop was taking part by putting on a short play set in a shop. So I went to that, which was fun, and then I went to the Port Fairy museum to see the 1950s exhibition. The museum is in Port Fairy's old court house, and it is obviously set up as a court house museum for most of the time, including grey plastic male fashion mannequins dressed up as a judge and lawyers. The cheekbones, f-list. He was the hottest judge ever to put on a wig.
Around the legal memorabilia was the temporary 1950s stuff, including memories of 1958, the first and only time the Port Fairy Seagulls won the local football competition, when in celebration of the team colours the Port Fairy Gazette was printed in purple ink on yellow paper. Which you'd think would be very hard to read.
Arranged in the court house's public gallery were more fashion mannequins wearing clothes donated by locals, accompanied by a little card describing when they were worn. A duck egg blue dress worn to meet the Queen at Government House when she visited in 1954, for example. Or one woman's card: "In 1955 my fiancé and I were saving up to get married and buy a house, until one weekend he turned up to my parents' house on a new motorbike. I dumped him for being irresponsible and used my savings to buy this musquash fur coat instead." I mean, I applaud the sentiment, if not the fur.
Today I have been to see Downton Abbey, which was a diverting, if somewhat frustrating, couple of hours. Much like the TV version, then. And I made chocolate chilli brownies. It's all go here, I tell you.