We arrived around 11am, and went for a wander and chat around town, and then back home for lunch.
Saw a notice saying that there was going to be a "Glamour Ball" at the Town Hall for the local football and netball teams. We hoped it wouldn't be too raucous. I peeked in and took an unfortunately blurry photo of the set up. It wasn't too noisy, so we were able to sleep just fine.
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| Town hall gussied up for the ball |
Unfortunately while we were out, or in the back garden, Damien and Nicole (from Kingover) dropped over and left a note. So this is the 2nd time that we've missed them. Maybe we should try and drop in on them next time?
Given that last time we'd planted the olives, this time I wanted to put bricks around them, and of course do some much needed watering. Mum helped with that too. Didn't do a whole lot more though, as this weekend was for Mum, so we did what she wanted to do.
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| Bricks around the olives, and Mum watering |
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| on the veranda #1 |
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| on the veranda #2 |
The weather was unseasonably warm, about 25 degrees and sunny, just lovely, however it was quite cold in the house, especially the kitchen.
That said, we had a comforting roaring fire in the dining room on Saturday night. The fire had been expertly set by Justin when Jan and Peter came up a month or 2 ago - so it caught very quickly.
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| roaring fire |
And of course, given that it was just Mum and me, we played many games of scrabble. I blitzed in the first game with a massive score of 517. I'd never even broken 400 before, so I was very pleased. Of course having all the high scoring letters and a 7 letter word helped. I won the 2nd game too, but this one was much closer
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| scrabble with Mum |
And finally on Mother's Day, I "let" Mum win one. Well actually, she won fair and square. My excuse was that I had shocking letters.
And so, Mother's Day, we started off with some delicious bread that I had made in the bread maker - a sort of made up concoction :- potato, onion, rosemary and chilli. It was heavier than normal, I suppose because of the potato. Very nice though. And we started late, Mum normally gets up around 7.30, but because it was so quiet, she rose at 8.45. It didn't worry me, I was snuggled up reading in bed, and so finished the last book in the Stig Larsen Millennium triology. Mum was astonished that it was so late, she initially misread her watch, thinking it was 7.45, not 8.45.
Steve and Denise had mentioned yesterday that the RSL was putting on a Devonshire morning tea, so I went off to investigate.
The RSL was open, and set up with tables and chairs, but no one was around. I went in and called out, and a bloke came out. I told him I'd heard that the RSL was putting on a morning tea, and asked whether that was so. (It reminded me of about 6 months ago when I invited myself to the Kingower end of year Christmas dinner film night). Anyway, this was open to anyone, for a gold coin donation, so he told me to come back in 1/2 an hour and bring my Mum.
Mum didn't initially want to come, as we'd had a late breakfast already, and the main event for the weekend was the special Mother's Day lunch at the Empire. But I convinced her that how could she pass up proper country scones, and we could always just only have half a scone each.
Well, we came back around 10.40, and were the only ones there. Thank goodness we came. The same bloke was there with apron on. Turned out he was a local policeman, and had made the scones using of course flour, cream and lemonade. They were delicious!! Light and high
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| many scones for us |
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| my 1st scone and cup of tea |
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| Mum enjoying her scone |
Robert, the local Lions president was there too, and his wife Colleen came a bit later too. As did a few other people, so we at least had a full table. But I'm sure that there were some leftover scones.
Ended up having a chat with most of the people there, which is always enjoyable. Introduced myself to Mick (the policeman) and said that we would join the RSL to support it. He'll drop the paperwork off at the house.
So after 2 scones each, and a couple of cups of tea, we waddled back home to fill in time before our big lunch.
And a big lunch it was. The Empire was full, and Mum and I decided on the lamb as opposed to beef option. A glass of champagne was included in the price, so I went up to the bar to get them. Enzo being his usual generous self made me take a bottle as opposed to 2 glasses. Luckily we weren't driving off immediately after lunch.
So, we somehow managed to eat our lamb and vegies, polish off the champagne, and finish off with a pudding with custard. This time we really did waddle home. And it was raining! Or at least spitting when we left, it had been overcast and windy, and the weather bureau had forecast rain for the evening, so we were surprised that it was raining. That put paid to doing any more work outside, so we sat in the dining room and read the papers. Very relaxing. We were pleased that it was raining also, it became a bit heavier, and was good solid rain great for the garden and the farmers.
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