A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot

I don't know about God, but I wot mine is looking rather nice at the moment.

Resistance is futile!

The immortal words of the Borg (Star Trek in all its recent forms) were uttered last night by Striker, the Eternal, to the Doctor and Turlough in episode two of Enlightenment.

More of the same

After German class on Thursday I went back to dinner with Dr D and the Lotus Master - well, they ate and I picked. They're off tomorrow for the US; I hope they have a terrific trip.

Since last week I'm feeling much better but am not still completely interested in food though I did manage to eat a reasonable serve of P's scrumptious chicken with preserved lemons and olives on Sunday night.

Work continues to be very busy and, on the choral front, we had a men's sectional rehearsal tonight making that two in two nights. It was worth it; I think we're getting the measure of the piece at last.

Much better, thanks

The fever has gone and my appetite is returning, albeit slowly. Though that doesn't have to be a bad thing. Work has been pretty frantic, yesterday was a shocker. A little better today; let's hope tomorrow follows the trend.

Roll on Saturday...

Appleblossom

And in my garden, too.

Bleaah!

... is how I've been feeling for the last few days. Generally tired, achy and feverish I came home early on Monday and spent the afternoon in bed. Not very interested in food, I've just been picking at things. The fever passed yesterday, but I'm still not feeling too hot.

Pity, really, as the weather has been quite nice. I'd better get off my bum and go to work; 11pm looks a very long way away from here.

Lovely weekend

On Saturday we shopped a bit late, but were back in plenty of time for BJ who came around for some duet action. Later in the evening DG and P&B came for dinner: I cooked the girello with dill sauce that SP had recommended. Finished with stewed rhubarb and apple brulee.

To Mum's for lunch today, then tonight Tat came around with the photos of her trip. She's taken some amazing shots, many of which duplicate photos her father took when he was in the States in the 30s.

The weather has been glorious and the garden is not looking bad, the apple blossom is out and the roses have also started.

Buzz off

I finally got to the barber's today and got my hair cut. It's silly really; a buzz cut barely takes 10 minutes and costs next to nothing, but I keep putting it off. I go to a great little place in Smurf Street; I'm not sure how he keeps going as there is seldom anyone else there when I go. Strangely, I usually walk out without my glasses - did it again today.

Dropped in at Fed Square and wandered down into ACMI. Talk about never anybody there; you could easily have swung several cats and not hit anyone. Played around on the interactive displays, watching some recent student films and some more interesting films made by two young brothers between 1951 and 1961; they had a primitive, unsophisticated (almost quaint) quality that I found rather delightful.

Had lunch at the Japanese place in Frinders Rane (Bento A, dericious) before making my way to work (which has been pretty damn busy).

Mmmm, Bambi ...

... and very tasty it was too.

On Saturday morning B and I went to the Abbotsford farmers' market where, among other things, B bought a venison roast; tonight he cooked it (perfectly) and served it with a yummy horseradish sauce. If that wasn't enough bliss we also had some wonderful home-made ice-cream with coffee.

The last week has been fairly frantic so there's not a lot to report, though rehearsals on the Poulenc seem to be producing some results. Tat should be back tomorrow; I can't wait to catch up and see all her photos.

GTalk rules

On Sunday night I was settled in for the evening on the couch in front of the TV when all of a sudden the laptop began to ring. It took me a little while to realise that I was being called via GoogleTalk -- it was the wonderful AC in London. We had a great catch-up before he had to run off to a concert. Obviously it's difficult for us to both to be available at once but we'll keep trying. I must get myself a little headpiece and get a few more people to talk to.

Oh no, the pardalote has eaten the orchids!

Busy, busy, busy

After work on Friday I went down to DG's and we drove up to Newstead for the weekend; P&B joined us on Saturday. It was a great weekend, great weather, and lots of eating, drinking, relaxing and going for walks. I haven't seen it so green there for years. P and I saw some lovely wildflowers including lots of beautiful blue wax-lipped orchids.



On the way home DG dropped me off in Woodend where I was picked up by AC who is visiting from New Zealand; I played and she sang. It was lovely to see her again. Afterwards she dropped me at the station where I caught the bus back to Sunbury, then the train to Spencer Street, before getting to Flinders Street to catch the suburban train back home. It's tough getting around while the station is being rebuilt.