Good Evening Wednesday

Ever get one of those days when nothing anyone says offends you!?

Further to the tortoise discussion we are beginning to think that our politicians are forming a “Tortoise Party”, judging by the number of tricky back-flips they’re having to perform!
The latest has been the Racing Minister! Saturday sees the running of a first-class horse race meeting, second only to the Melbourne Cup next month and the Minister gave the thumbs-up for 500 owners, trainers etc to attend on the course .with all the champagne and finger-food
Huge protests, on Social Media, citing such things as “we are limited to only 10 people at a funeral, wedding etc.!
So he scrubbed that idea today!
One development causing some raised eye-brows; a Covid patient in July had been “cured” but has caught it again, contrary to current thinking about antibodies!
However, we are receiving very low single-digit “new daily cases”

Further good news as I was able to go out with Freda for the first time in ages today and marvel at all the new housing developments that had occurred prior to Covid.

This Friday will be a traditional public holiday, the day before the football Grand Final, the only thing being that it will be played in Brisbane because of Covid! At least they should get warmer, sunnier weather for it as we are promised rain and more rain with Sunday being forecast to be the coldest for four years.

I remember the Aberfan tragedy with it happening on the day I started a new job in London. Goodness me. that’s a long time ago!

We had a Michael P. reminiscent railway prog. the other evening consisting of a Powerpoint presentation of past programmes, short video clips delivered in rapid succession and the variety of his coloured outfits was bewildering.! Every colour under the sun!

Came across some photos of The Eden Project in Cornwall; never seen them before. Fairly repetitive, but fascinating none the less Charles and Camilla also attended!
Actually it featured a visit by “The Hairy Bikers” and would you believe they concentrated on the making of the “perfect” Cornish pastie! Including the art of “crimping” them!
Prior to that they were at Fowey harbour (pronounced “Foy”; I can speak the language as well as any Cornishman!) Yet another bout of nostalgia!

By the way BlueSky; excuse the smell of mothballs, but I dropped them, bent down to sweep them up and trod on them, so I think we’ll be moth-free for a while!
Good Health
OoRoo