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todayiamadaisy) wrote2020-01-26 11:30 pm
todayiamadaisy) wrote2020-01-26 11:30 pm
Is wisdom characteristic of the best authorities?
This week:
1. I discovered the existence of lamington-flavoured chips. I read a review online that described them as "chocolate flavour with a potato aftertaste". That is surely something no-one has ever asked for.
2. I went out for lunch with some people from Old Work. It was the last week for the Accounts Officer who was made redundant at the same time as me. She spent her last day printing life-size photos of her head and sticking them all around the office: on the wall behind her desk, on the back of the bathroom door so she'll appear in the mirror above the hand basin when someone's washing their hands, stuck to the back of a cupboard so it looks like she's peeping over the shelf. (She brought news of the former colleague with a brain tumour: apparently it was removed successfully and she was out of hospital three days later.)
3. The electricians finally came and installed ceiling fans in the bedrooms and computer room. They were supposed to do it before Christmas but were delayed. The electrician left his teenage apprentice to do most of the work, returning later in the day to check it, and it seems Jack the apprentice likes a chat as much as my mother, because I got a detailed description of Jack's life when I came home from work: what football team he plays for, what football team the electrician plays for, Jack's thoughts on the rash decision of Kieran, the other apprentice, not to finish the apprenticeship and work on his parents' farm instead. All the important news. Alistair, on the other hand, did not enjoy the electricians' visit, particularly when they were up in the roof. In fact, he had a bad day all round, as my mother's brother G popped in for a visit from South Australia. Uncle G is a burly man who loves cats; Alistair does not like humans who are not me or my mother. My mother described a battle of wills, with Alistair on the back of the sofa looking grumpy while Uncle G ruffled his fur, saying, "Puss-a! Puss-a! Puss-a!"
Today:
1. I walked over to the shop to buy the newspaper and noticed that one of the houses I had to pass, with a garden full of gnomes and cement lanterns, has a new statue: a life-size zebra in the middle of the lawn.
2. I went to Old Work's annual Australia Day second-hand book fair in Port Fairy. I used to go to it before I started working for them, so it seemed churlish not to just because they made me redundant. Port Fairy was packed for the long weekend, so I had to park a couple of blocks from the venue and walk the rest of the way. I had to pass the civic green where some sort of Australia Day ceremony was happening. A man was giving what sounded like a very boring speech about a local quarry and how it had sent Port Fairy bluestone all around Australia.
3. I read this story about a grieving pig.
1. I discovered the existence of lamington-flavoured chips. I read a review online that described them as "chocolate flavour with a potato aftertaste". That is surely something no-one has ever asked for.
2. I went out for lunch with some people from Old Work. It was the last week for the Accounts Officer who was made redundant at the same time as me. She spent her last day printing life-size photos of her head and sticking them all around the office: on the wall behind her desk, on the back of the bathroom door so she'll appear in the mirror above the hand basin when someone's washing their hands, stuck to the back of a cupboard so it looks like she's peeping over the shelf. (She brought news of the former colleague with a brain tumour: apparently it was removed successfully and she was out of hospital three days later.)
3. The electricians finally came and installed ceiling fans in the bedrooms and computer room. They were supposed to do it before Christmas but were delayed. The electrician left his teenage apprentice to do most of the work, returning later in the day to check it, and it seems Jack the apprentice likes a chat as much as my mother, because I got a detailed description of Jack's life when I came home from work: what football team he plays for, what football team the electrician plays for, Jack's thoughts on the rash decision of Kieran, the other apprentice, not to finish the apprenticeship and work on his parents' farm instead. All the important news. Alistair, on the other hand, did not enjoy the electricians' visit, particularly when they were up in the roof. In fact, he had a bad day all round, as my mother's brother G popped in for a visit from South Australia. Uncle G is a burly man who loves cats; Alistair does not like humans who are not me or my mother. My mother described a battle of wills, with Alistair on the back of the sofa looking grumpy while Uncle G ruffled his fur, saying, "Puss-a! Puss-a! Puss-a!"
Today:
1. I walked over to the shop to buy the newspaper and noticed that one of the houses I had to pass, with a garden full of gnomes and cement lanterns, has a new statue: a life-size zebra in the middle of the lawn.
2. I went to Old Work's annual Australia Day second-hand book fair in Port Fairy. I used to go to it before I started working for them, so it seemed churlish not to just because they made me redundant. Port Fairy was packed for the long weekend, so I had to park a couple of blocks from the venue and walk the rest of the way. I had to pass the civic green where some sort of Australia Day ceremony was happening. A man was giving what sounded like a very boring speech about a local quarry and how it had sent Port Fairy bluestone all around Australia.
3. I read this story about a grieving pig.