Thursday 26 June 2014

American night in Kingower - 21st & 22 June 2014

Well, this was just a lightning quick visit this time.

We had to come via Clunes as we were picking up Fraser from school, as he has been there for 8 weeks, and he graciously agreed to come to Inglewood with us, although he would have preferred to go straight back to the comforts of Melbourne.  I however, was keen to go to the dinner and movie night in Kingower - as we had missed the last few events, and I always enjoy them. I don't think I placed "undue" pressure on Fraser to come, but then again, maybe I did....

Anyway, it was rainy, miserable weather, I had planned to do a whole lot more work out in the garden, but it was just too wet.  So we lit a fire in the dining room and cocooned.

Justin and I also cleared away upstairs a bit.  As we re-made up the bed in the unnamed room, and put the green couch in the proposed bathroom etc.  Basically we cleared out the top hall which had been crammed with furniture over Easter while we were un-wallpapering the ceilings in the other rooms.

Fraser getting comfortable with his lap top

Justin doing some work
 We were due in Kingower at 6pm - once again another Kingower Tourism event - organised by the inimitable Terry.  It was in the old Church again, and had an American theme.  Hot buttered popcorn in paper cornets on arrival, followed by buffalo wings and ribs in spicy sauce, an American cut salad, chili con carne with additional chillis if you wanted them, and rounding the meal off were pecan and pumpkin pies

It was a smaller group this time, 4 tables of 24, but room to move around and chat which was nice.

Sat at a table with Maile & Dave, and also Phillip & Anne ( Jill's friends).  We'd met Phillip and Anne in the past, but hadn't really talked with them before.  They have a property on the way to Melville Caves with Pistachio nuts, olive trees, sheep etc.  Phillip had been a jackeroo in his younger days, and Ann knew Justin's uncle Miles & Aunt Mary - maybe through Jill who also knows them, but maybe independently - don't know.  So we had a lovely evening chatting with them, and also met a couple of Melbourne friends of Damien and Nicole.  They both coincidentally work in Glen Iris - very close to our place. And they also commented on  Justin's t-shirt - recognising it as a Threadless design.  Justin was quite pleased by that!

having a chat

me & Phillip enjoying the rib s#1

me & Phillip enjoying the ribs #2

Maile, Dave, Anne Justin
The accompanying movie was Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid - a "classic" - although a bit dated in parts

Anyway, home before 12, and back to Melbourne early Sunday morning as we had a lunch to go to.  That didn't stop me making my boys a nice ham and egg breakfast.  I used the electric frying pan which Alex & Prue had given us for Christmas 18 months ago.  I noticed when I cracked the eggs into it, that they slid to one side, but I thought it was because the pan was on a slightly uneven surface.  Not so, when Justin washed the pan he noticed that it had warped and that there was a large depression around the element - so the surface of the pan is no longer flat, but has a large hole/depression in it.  Not too good for fried eggs.  I contacted Sunbeam earlier this week, but they didn't give me any joy, saying it was out of warranty etc, I will pursue this however, as who cares if it's out of warranty, this shouldn't happen, it's not of merchantable quality... Anyway to be continued...

Queens birthday weekend:- lunch with the Baron, Friday 6th - Monday 9 June 2014

Just the three of us for the long weekend - me, Justin and Mum.  We made the effort to drive up on the Friday night to make it an even longer long weekend.

One of the reasons that Mum came was that as I had previously written, we had received an unexpected invitation to lunch with Christopher & Wally, and they had also extended the invitation to Mum whom they had met when they came around to morning tea/elevenses.

As it was a long weekend, there was no way that we were going to battle the inevitable long weekend traffic which would choke the roads from at least 3-6pm.  So we organised to leave Melbourne around 8pm, missed all of the traffic, and went to bed in the rather cold house when we arrived.

Saturday morning, and Mum and I went and visited our various friends.  I ended up leaving Mum with Michelle, as she decided to have an impromptu haircut.  Which she was very pleased with!

I came back and attacked various garden beds as the weeds were rampant!

there are some calendulas there too

Justin had to do some reading, so found himself a nice sunny spot out the front

Man at work #1, Mum reading in background

 Lunch was grilled sandwiches and crudites

Saturday lunch

After lunch Mum  helped out in the garden, and Justin also put down his books and took the whipper snipper to trim around the brick work so that Gordon would have a clear run when on the mower

Mum at work #1

Mum at work #2

Man at work #2

And what would a long weekend be without any drop in visitors?  A number of people came and read the plaque and had a chat, one of these being Gaye from the Wedderburn Caravan Park.  She was interested in having a look around the house, and said that she can see ghosts.  I asked her if she saw any in the house, and she assented.  She saw an old woman who liked cooking, and a young boy.....And she said that they're happy that we're looking after the house, and bringing it back to life.  Well, it makes a good story....

Saturday night, and we had our somewhat traditional dinner at The Empire.  Denise came too - lovely.

Home, and a roaring fire in the dining room and we watched The Other Boleyn Girl which was quite good.

Sunday, - I didn't want to get dirty doing work before we went to lunch, so I  sat around and read the weekend papers - which was quite nice.

We were due at lunch at 1pm, but Gaye had invited us to have a look at the caravan park before hand, so we left around 11.45.

It took about 20 minutes to get to Wedderburn, and we easily found the caravan park.  Unfortunately Gaye wasn't around, but we took a few happy snaps - there was a small hut which an 11 year old boy had built for his mother back in the day.  There were also witches and ghosties dotted around the park

Justin in front of the boy's hut

full view of the hut

I think these are some ghosties

one of the witches

We were still early so went to an old gold digger's grave

old grave
 And then went to the Wedderburn Tourist office which was very well set up.
photo from the web
They had a new "old" hut for the tourists out the back also

re-created old hut


And they were giving away bags of olives - I took one to cure at my lesiure

Wedderburn Olives

And then onto lunch at Christopher's.

It was fab, we were ushered into a large room with a mini grand piano.  Champagne flutes  and nibbles were placed on the piano, and we stood around it eating, drinking and chatting - after Justin was introduced of course, as he hadn't met either of them before.

Christopher, Wally, Justin Mum

Christopher & Wally #1

Christopher & Wally #2

There was also a mini concert with Christopher on the piano, and Wally accompanying in song.

Lunch was then served at the table.  Vegetable soup, followed by Chicken stuffed with mushroom and fetta.  Wines of course to match, as Christopher was a cellar master.  And not only is he a cellar master, but also a Baron (old family title), and Wally had worked on the rockets at Maralinga, once again I felt exceedingly ordinary, but very pleased to be sitting and chatting with such interesting people.

Finally we finished with some deadly chartreuse and chocolates just before 5pm.  We had already sussed out that Mum would drive, as she doesn't drink very much, and she had said she would.  However, when push came to shove she didn't want to, as she wasn't used to the Passat.  We urged her on, as we both would have been over the limit by this stage, given our 4 hour lunch!

So Mum ended up driving home - just down the Calder - nice and easy.  Didn't really feel like any dinner when we got home, just had some cheese and biscuits etc, and Mum and I watched the Glenn Close film Albert Nobbs which was quite sad.  Once again a roaring fire.

Mum with our picnic dinner

pre movie ads #1

pre movie ads #2
 Monday, and it was the Queen's birthday public holiday.  I made us up hearty bacon and eggs for breakfast.

After breakfast Justin installed the curtain pelmet in the Red room

preparing the installation

very neat

And then we all did some more work in the garden.  Justin more whipper snipping. Mum weeding the paths, and me planting those fruit trees that I'd bought a while back, and yet more weeding

Justin whipper snipping in the distance

Mum is hiding at the top of the path

You can see her better now

This is the quince tree

Persimmon tree

pomegranate and trusty post hole digger 


Gooseberry bush, plus cuttings

Tuesday 3 June 2014

Poppies and rain 31 May - 1 June 2014

Not an action packed weekend, but very pleasant and social.  I didn't really take many photos either, after all how many weeding photos do I need to take?  And I feel a bit intrusive if I take photos during dinner at the Royal or of friends outside the Emporium etc

Upon arrival I did my customary tour of the main street, saying hello to the Op shop ladies, and Denise & Steven.  In fact I grabbed Denise and we went and had a coffee and a natter at the Empire which was lovely.
While there I also received a call from Damien and Nicole who invited me to their place for dinner. Unfortunately, I had to reluctantly decline, as I already had dinner plans with the charming Jill from Kingower, I hate having to refuse invitations, but we'll catch up at another time.

Denise went back to her shop after our coffee, and I went up to MGM and said hello to Michelle.  On the way back, everyone was gathered in front of the Emporium - Steve, Denise, David, Ruth & Michael - so of course I stopped for a quick hello also.

Finally got back to the house, and put my overalls on as I had a lot of weeding to do.  With the rain, and the warm weather weeds have been rampant - and I wanted to give the actual plants a fighting chance.

Concentrated on the front beds - and got stuck in.  It was an overcast day, and a bit cold (not freezing), but weeding is a relatively stationary activity and I was getting cold. Gordon dropped in to say hello, and I continued weeding as I chatted.  I also commented that it didn't even look as though he had mown the grass/weeds a couple of weeks ago, as the weeds certainly had got quite high again. I recommended that he not cut the grass until after we were there for the long weekend, as last time I had gone around the bricks circling the trees with shears, so that Gordon could see where the bricks were,  This was quite labour intensive, would have been much more efficient to use a whipper snipper, but I'm not really sure how to operate ours, - that's Justin's job.  So I'll ask Justin to do this when we're there for the long weekend, and then Gordon can cut the grass after this. We also both agreed that it looked/felt like rain.  I must be becoming a "country" person to have these weather premonitions.

Lots of other people also passed by and said hello - Val, Barb and Wilma walked past, and I gave Barb some calendulas on the way back.  A couple from Gippsland, a woman took some photos as she was helping research a book on an Irish priest who had ended up in Inglewood, a couple of blokes from Bendigo - although none seemed to want to come and help me do the weeding.  I even told them I had some gloves and overalls for them, but to no avail.

Anyway I gave myself until 5.15 to keep on weeding, and then I would gratefully pack up.  I must admit I became something of a clock watcher, and jumped up at 5.15 to go back inside.  If it was cold outside, it was even colder inside....and quite dark too, given the gloomy day.  But, the shower was beckoning, for warmth more so than for cleaning, and I enthusiastically  stood under it, just hot water, no cold at all, and gradually warmed up.  I might have stood under it a bit longer than the Water conservation approved 3 minutes, but I had to get warm again, as Jill was coming at 6.30, and I wasn't going to light a fire for such a short period of time.

And yes, Jill arrived right on time, and yes, by this time it was raining gently, so we uncharacteristically drove the 100m or so to the Royal, as Jill has a walking cane, and it wouldn't have been comfortable in the rain.

Gordon was there with his wife, and some other people including Chris from Sharps, and Merle from the Op Shop was there also.  As per last time there was a great selection of buffet foods :- spaghetti and meatballs, chicken and corn soup, at least  4 different Chinese meat dishes, fried rice, dim sum, stuffed capsicums, salad, mixed pizzas, meat and vegie lasagne etc. And then there were desserts, chocolate fondue, tiramisu, mini pavlovas and trifle.  We had the tiramisu, and it was superb!

Jill l and I thought it was all pretty good, and talked about all sorts of things.  At one stage I was talking about my preferred mode of seeing big ticket art exhibitions.  As that was how we had seen the Viennese Masters exhibition at the National Gallery

internet photo of the Viennese Masters exhibition


The Age newspaper subscribers were invited to attend a special Austrian dinner at the Gallery restaurant, and could then wander around the exhibition and look at the paintings without the crowds.  Brilliant!

A lady at the next table joined in the conversation at that stage and mentioned Klimt, who was one of my favourite painters from  that exhibition (call me a tradionalist but I find Egon Schiele a bit too tortured).

Klimt - the Kiss

 Anyway the lady introduced herself as Bridget and joined in the conversation with great gusto.  She also told us that when she was young her aunt in Brisbane was great friends with Charles Blackman.

Internet photo of Charles Blackman in his customary beret

and that he had given her a large painting from his Alice in Wonderland series.

Internet photo of one of the Alice in Wonderland photos

As a 15 year old school girl, Bridget was not overly impressed with the painting, but tolerated it for her aunt's sake.  Some years later, Barbara Blackman called up the aunt and wanted the painting back.  The aunt initially refused saying that it was a present as they were friends, but Barbara insisted, and so the aunt gave it back.  What a fab story!

Bridget also had a conspiracy theory that the missing Malaysian airliner MH 370 had been flown to Diego Garcia, and that the passengers and crew were being held there for some nefarious reason. I've just had a look on the internet and this view is held by other people also.

Well, the conversation kept flowing, and it was fabulous and varied.  Jill told me some more stories from her life, and what an interesting life she has had.  Makes me feel quite suburban and beige! We didn't really notice, but suddenly we were the last ones left in the dining room, everyone else had left.  By this stage it was about 9.30, and we called it a night.

I got back home and watched an episode of Justified on the portable dvd player in bed,and fell asleep during the 2nd one.

Sunday morning, and it seemed to have rained all night, and then all through the day.  I had planned to go out in the garden again for some more weeding, but it was just too miserable and wet.

So I planned some inside jobs ie putting the dried herbs in jars that had been hanging the kitchen for a while.

First the rosemary

Rosemary about to be put in jars

Then the bay leaves

bay leaves about to be jarred

And lastly the lemon thyme

dry thyme


But I wanted to do more than this, Justin had recommended that I have an easy/relaxing day, but I wanted to get some things done, if not outside then inside.  I thought I'd have a shot at putting some skim coat on the cracks in the small upstairs room in preparation for painting.  I found a yellow tub of prepared skim coat.  It wasn't polyfilla, (can't remember the brand) but some other equivalent.  So I filled the small cracks, and hoped that I did a good enough job to satisfy Justin's exacting standards

proxy photo of yellow filler tub 

Also, given that Jill had said that she was thinning her Flanders poppies in her vegie beds, I thought I'd go and pay her a visit in Kingower and take her some calendulas that I was pulling out of my front pebble paths.

Internet shot of Flanders poppies

internet shot of calendulas

 Seemed a good swap to me.  Yes, she had already given me some poppy seeds in January, and I had scattered these, but I didn't see too many poppy seedlings during my weeding.  Jill also gave me some Asian greens from her vegie garden,  and commented that poppy seedlings often look like young cape weed plants.  Whoops, I may have accidentally pulled out some poppy seedlings then.

Jill at home

Ridley 

Jill & Ridley

Well, we had a cup of coffee too, and warmed ourselves by the fire, but then I drove back to Inglewood, put a spray jacket over my overalls and planted the poppy seedlings and Asian greens

an off centre selfie in the rain

the Asian greens and poppies from Jill's

Yes, it was still raining, but I had to get those seedlings in the ground, as poppies are a bit tricky to transplant because of their very thin central root.  But I'll hope for the best.

The legs on my overalls got quite soaked - but I persevered as I want to be rewarded with beautiful red poppies over Spring/Summer.

wet legs #1

wet leg #2

While wet, I harvested some ripe tomatoes, and was amazed at how vigorous the tomato plants still were.  I understand that we've had a bit of frost already, so they'll die back soon, but there are still plenty of green tomatoes on them.



harvested "winter" tomatoes

Water was also rushing out of the overflow pipes from the rain water tank, and puddles were forming

wet #1

wet #2


So, after the planting was all done, I changed into a new dry pair of overalls and recommenced filling cracks upstairs.  Unfortunately the photo isn't that thrilling

filled cracks