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Dec. 8th, 2018 06:31 pmThis week: I have struggled, nay, soldiered on with a cold. Monday and Tuesday I was the sickest person in the world. If that was a real competition, I'd have been given a trophy. A bronzed box of tissues, say, or a giant perspex lozenge. Thursday and Friday, meanwhile, were wretched filthy hot: aggressive dry furnace heat that knocked you down when you opened the door. I am glad the cold didn't coincide with the hot, else I'd have just had to lay down and die.
Pertinent to both having a sore throat and needing to cool down: I am not a huge fan of frozen ice-creamy things, but these are a treat, f-list. I recommend them for both illness and hot weather.
My mother is a subscriber to the local theatre, and on Thursday night she had two free tickets to the launch of the 2019 season. There will be some interesting shows next year: Melbourne Symphony Orchestra, Bell Shakespeare, a few small independent plays. She was late booking her tickets for the launch, so we had to sit in row S. Row S, f-list. The ignominy! She was determined not to suffer that fate for 2019, so Friday, my day off, we braved the heat and went back to the theatre to book our tickets for next year's shows. I thought this was very eager of us, but we weren't the only ones. We had to queue.
That done, we headed back outside. In front of the council office was parked a car with fishing rods poking out at various angles, all dangerous. A man in a ranger's uniform was taking photos of it, and he had to step back to let us pass. "Oh, say," he said to my mother, "have you caught that little cat yet?" He, it turned out, was the ranger who had failed to catch Tojo a few weeks ago. My mother filled him in on the Tojo news. "Aw," he said, "that's too bad. He looked like a sweet little fella."
Things I regret doing this week: I saw a knothole in the magnolia tree, a little nub of wood that looked loose, so I poked it. It fell out, followed by a torrent of big shiny ants.
Things I learnt this week #1: Lemon, lime and bitters is an Australian thing. I am genuinely surprised. What does everyone else do when they need "a mildly sophisticated drink that could be served to people of all ages"?
Things I learnt this week #2: A man coughed up a blood clot the shape of his bronchial tree. (He later died. I mean, obviously.)
Targeted advertising update: Thanks to searching for garden products, I've seen less of the hairy chest hoodie this week and more retractable hoses. Also, mysteriously, ads about a man called Josh, who paid too much for his business insurance. Poor Josh.
Pertinent to both having a sore throat and needing to cool down: I am not a huge fan of frozen ice-creamy things, but these are a treat, f-list. I recommend them for both illness and hot weather.
My mother is a subscriber to the local theatre, and on Thursday night she had two free tickets to the launch of the 2019 season. There will be some interesting shows next year: Melbourne Symphony Orchestra, Bell Shakespeare, a few small independent plays. She was late booking her tickets for the launch, so we had to sit in row S. Row S, f-list. The ignominy! She was determined not to suffer that fate for 2019, so Friday, my day off, we braved the heat and went back to the theatre to book our tickets for next year's shows. I thought this was very eager of us, but we weren't the only ones. We had to queue.
That done, we headed back outside. In front of the council office was parked a car with fishing rods poking out at various angles, all dangerous. A man in a ranger's uniform was taking photos of it, and he had to step back to let us pass. "Oh, say," he said to my mother, "have you caught that little cat yet?" He, it turned out, was the ranger who had failed to catch Tojo a few weeks ago. My mother filled him in on the Tojo news. "Aw," he said, "that's too bad. He looked like a sweet little fella."
Things I regret doing this week: I saw a knothole in the magnolia tree, a little nub of wood that looked loose, so I poked it. It fell out, followed by a torrent of big shiny ants.
Things I learnt this week #1: Lemon, lime and bitters is an Australian thing. I am genuinely surprised. What does everyone else do when they need "a mildly sophisticated drink that could be served to people of all ages"?
Things I learnt this week #2: A man coughed up a blood clot the shape of his bronchial tree. (He later died. I mean, obviously.)
Targeted advertising update: Thanks to searching for garden products, I've seen less of the hairy chest hoodie this week and more retractable hoses. Also, mysteriously, ads about a man called Josh, who paid too much for his business insurance. Poor Josh.
