And we’re off again. .
Train Tram & Ferry
(Sitting in drafts unpublished from last year – took place Saturday 9 April 2022)
‘We can get off at Flinders Street and walk’ he said. ‘How far, how long?’ I asked
‘Not too far’ he said. ‘A couple of kms’. ‘You’re joking’ I replied
’OK, well we’ll get off at Spencer Street, and go over that way. It’s about a 15 min walk’
‘Not sure I can make that after sitting on a hard train seat for 45mins. It’s Saturday, so change at Ringwood then stopping all stations to the city’ I said.
‘Alright then, I’ll forgo my morning walk. We can get off at Flinders Street and take the tram right to the dock’ he said.
Oh the joys of living with a back condition that can impede walking – and a man able to walk an 18hole golf course with no problems at all.
And this was the place to be – at the Melbourne Ferry Terminal
Victoria Harbour
waiting for the ferry to Portarlington
We had the Lady Cutler on our left, the Bolte Bridge in front and the pineapple looking Banksia Apartments along with the leaning Marina Tower to the right
Be prepared- a welcome?? sight as you wait to board
On our way now sailing past some little wooden boats outside The Victorian Wooden Boat Centre. The Enterprize (replica) was docked alongside there as well.
Now we’re all out to sea – well not quite. . .
just dodging the Saturday sailors as we begin our way across the bay
(Port Philip Bay)
Then it was all aboard for a special trip – a gift for a special anniversary.
Sail, Rail & Dine – delayed a whole year because of ‘you know what’.
https://www.theqtrain.com.au
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A stop at Suma Park allowed people to get off and stretch their legs. There was nothing ‘arranged’ there so it was just wander up and down admiring the carriages and the engine if you walked that far forward (plus a very nice bench which I couldn’t resist). We could see staff tidying up the dining rooms preparing to serve desserts when we got back on, so true to form for many of them, when the time came, smokers who’d been asked to stand away from the train all left it as late as possible – puffing away then stamping it out just before they scrambled onboard.
Our girls bought the gift thinking we were going to be pulled by the steam engine – sadly he was booked for a special weekend event .. but we did get a glimpse of him further up the track 😊
Then it was time to get the coach back to Portarlington to connect with the ferry back to Docklands. No sitting outside on the return trip, this is how it was all the way across the bay. Dark clouds and strong winds!
We’d planned to wander round the Docklands area but it was cool, wet and windy when we got off the ferry – the tram and train home to our far eastern suburb sounded like a far better idea.
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Said many a knitter. . .
There are a lot of flying hours between Australia and North America or Europe. Across the Atlantic as well
Those hours are not happy ones if some official decides to spoils your fun.
These days I’m prepared with a spare ‘set’ in my big bag in the hold
Trying to explain to the other half why I needed a craft shop in a strange city wasn’t a good way to start a 6 week overseas trip. 🧶❤️🧶
Oh dear…
Bright sunny morning – washing on line – lets go enjoy the day
Who else has remembered ‘there was something I meant to do’ at 9pm
And then there were three. . .
What was it that made me smile …
My three GtGrandsons
Big Boy Bentley – Matteo the Maverick – and now Teeny Tiny Taityn
Living Loving Laughing
while they
Enjoy Every Moment
We’ve got one……
Do you have one too?
We keep ours in the garage- where do you keep yours?
#LiveLoveLaugh
Whether to laugh or cry…..that is the question
I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry the other morning – after several sunny days (when I had other things to do) we woke to this….and it poured all day.
I had planned to cut back the floppy branches on a just about finished flowering Oleander on the fence line because every time it rains I get soaked dripped on when I go to that side of the car.
No gardening done – and I got dripped on when I had to get something out of the car
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Wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry when I opened my inbox and this turned up.
Those ‘roving reporters’ who take candid shots at functions are a real pain.
I’d like to know who took away my teeth (they’re definitely there) and gifted me what looks like 10 extra kgs of fat body weight….plus I can’t even remember what I said that was so funny!
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Poor little M (2yr old gt grandson) didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when mummy said, it’s time for your first haircut.
He’s a Big Boy now…..and we all know ice lollies make everything feel better
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And I definitely had that same – ‘not sure whether to laugh or cry feeling’ – the other day when pre planning some ‘activities’ to take to Bowen. Have to be prepared you know….there’s only 12 weeks before we leave 😊
Great….there’s enough of all three colours left to knit one each of The Trio.
Bummer – after checking dye lots discovered all the Denim Blue weren’t the same
Going to be some serious thinking about how to use it…..sleeves from one- back/front from the others maybe.
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It’s Monday morning again- first one in April – and I’m wondering what this week has in store for us all. No pool exercises for me today, I’m off to the ‘flu jab clinic
Where hopefully there’ll be lots of laughter and no tears
What is in store for you this week – what are you hoping for?
Oh and it’s not a laughing matter and possible crying would be taking it too far- but I’ve accidentally deleted some comments waiting approval from Friday’s post.
So….if you made one and can’t see it, please write another so I can publish it
#livelovelaugh
Little bits of this….
and little bits of that!
A little bit of frivolity this morning….let’s call it Midwinter Madness
These potato slices, dipped in batter then deep fried are called Potato Cakes in Victoria. What are they called where you live?
Courtesy of those afternoon quiz shows The Golfer likes to watch, my answers to some questions proved once again my general knowledge is lacking in some quarters. I kept him company one wet afternoon and discovered:-
- Gargoyles are not the same as Grotesque/s….one is functional (keeps the rain away) – the other is decorative (also keeps evil spirits away)
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grotesque_(architecture)
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gargoyle
- The lanes and back alleys in York are called ’snickelways’.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snickelways_of_York
- Play-Doh was originally marketed as a wallpaper cleaner
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Play-Doh
- The are 24 countries whose english names have 5 letters. Benin and Gabon were two I’d never heard of😯
https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/5-letter-countries.html
Benin, a French-speaking West African nation, is a birthplace of the vodun (or “voodoo”) religion and home to the former Dahomey Kingdom from circa 1600–1900. In Abomey, Dahomey’s former capital, the Historical Museum occupies two royal palaces with bas-reliefs recounting the kingdom’s past and a throne mounted on human skulls. To the north, Pendjari National Park offers safaris with elephants, hippos and lions. ― Google
This is one I really should have known
- In the British forces a fried egg sandwich is called an ‘Egg Banjo’
https://www.forces.net/military-life/fun/ever-wondered-why-its-called-egg-banjo
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If you’re stuck in a traffic jam like these people recently make sure there’s an ice cream van close by – https://www.hulldailymail.co.uk/news/hull-east-yorkshire-news/ice-cream-van-doing-roaring-7235413
(I’m curious to know if Mr Whippy cruises the motorways on ’the off chance’ because I found articles about several similar happenings over the years)
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And for the big finish have a giggle – or a groan – at these ’Dad’s jokes’
Q. How do you make holy water?
You boil the hell out of it.
Q. What do you call a pig with laryngitis?
Disgruntled.
Q. What do you say to the person who stole your place in the queue?
I’m after you now
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Breakfast this cool morning (yes its still winter here) will be porridge with brown sugar and sultanas….my Scottish ancestors would be having a fit – salt for them was the way to go! Not my cup of tea at all😊
What’s your winter brekky like – same as usual or do you vary?
(And a little postscript here about something I rarely comment on in public – particularly if it happens in another country to mine.
I feel very saddened and fearful for all women in the USA….no matter what they believe in)
Pop over to Corinne blog – she’s hosting Monday Musings.
#livelovelaugh
I’m doing it….
With the strange unseasonably cool/cold/snowy weather they’re having
I think this might be happening all over the Northern Hemisphere
When I saw that meme last week I immediately thought of this photo
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On one of our Alaskan cruises we were upgraded
– and had a balcony –
the weather had turned unseasonably cold but I was determined to use it!
(Just once)
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Fun Friday – the day you forget the worries of the week.
Will be back on Monday – see you then!
#livelovelaugh
We have one in our street….
But no one knows who it is!
There is a rotating system for bin collection
Solid green bin (household waste) every week
Yellow lidded (recycling) one week – Green lidded (garden waste) the following
Late Sunday afternoon you will see some neighbours glancing up and down the street
You can almost hear the voices in their heads – Yellow or Green – Which one is it?
Then all of a sudden one set of bins is on the nature strip – closely followed by more
All lined up like soldiers (or Daleks) in battle formation
Ready to be upended the next morning – then dumped unceremoniously on the ground
Most weeks the lid colours match- some weeks there is one that doesn’t
Oh dear the kids down the street have got it wrong again – pocket money will suffer
The Golfer deals with ours – “which bin” he constantly asks
“Which one did you put out last week “ is the answer.
Often followed by ”which one is half empty”
Then I’ll smile and suggest he checks the chart on the fridge
That way I know ours is correct 😊
There was fun and games not long ago.
Pick up after Christmas Person #1 got it wrong.
LOTS of wrong coloured bin lids lined the street – it was garden waste not recycling
There was a flurry of activity when neighbours who had put out bins with yellow lids (and happened to be home) saw the green waste truck going by, it was quite a sight seeing some of them struggling across the road with their green coloured ones, pulling them up on to the opposite nature strip in time for when the truck returned to deal with the other side of the street.
Yes we have a bin-influencer in our street – but we have no idea who he/she is
Influencer :~ Someone who affects or changes the way that others behave source
#livelovelaugh
Still Waters 