Sunday, 11 November 2018

The Windaroo Cup

Six of my hiking companions had boarded the P & O Dawn on Saturday, when it set sail for Melbourne for Tuesday's 158th  Melbourne Cup. Jenny and I had helped them make fashion choices and wished them bon voyage as they set sail.

Jenny and I were delighted then, to be invited to a Melbourne Cup lunch of a mutual friend. [My first ever Cup lunch.] What a wonderful day it turned out to be. A day of glamour, elegant dining, friendship and laughter and our very own Windaroo Cup!






The race.

Lyndell's happy!

 Now it was time for the Windaroo Cup jockeys to line up.

Initially if one threw a '6', one's horse would move forward. Progress was so slow that a throw of a '4, 5, or 6' then gave progress.

And the fillys were ........

Bambino Babe and Gaiter Girl streaked ahead.

Bambino Babe was the eventual winner.

A marvellous day but Wednesday had arrived and some hiking had to be done. The temperatures this week had soared into the mid 30's C, so Jenny and I made the decision to set off at 6.30am  on our 10k walk of the Wynnum Wetlands.

The artifical cricket pitch at Wynnum and one of my favourite, stately gum trees.

The tide was low and initially we were disappointed with the lack of bird life. We kept walking and were rewarded with a flock of Black-winged Stilt, feeding in shallow water.

Dashing about on the water's edge were Curlew Sandpipers.



A lone magpie serenaded us as we passed.

Jenny's delicious bruschetta, coffee and slide show of her recent river cruise - Amsterdam to Budapest, [Well 5 of 14 days were on the low level rivers.] made for a very enjoyable morning.

I am delighted to report that the 'summer' temperatures have abated for the moment. A dramatic overnight change that has had us digging out our coats again.

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Sunday, 4 November 2018

Local Beauty

Life has been very busy in this part of the world. I have missed having time for my blog and enjoying those of my friends. I will catch up soon.

Amidst the daily story of life at No 16,  there has been a deadline for the creation of photo story books, for my darling Grandson Ben, for Christmas and sewing 'dead rabbits' for our local theatre's production of Oaklahoma. I also wanted to complete my 'rock people', to hide a wood pile in a corner of the garden. The scarecrow to join them, will have to wait.

The 3 on the left were the final successful candidates.


One morning I woke to a text from my neighbour saying to rush outside. Thank you Laurel.


Although busy, I have managed to rise early and keep up my 8 km local suburban morning walk. I am very fortunate that my 'suburbia' is very pleasant to walk in.

Having now been hiking regularly for 6 years, it is becoming challenging to find new trails, eventhough we are quite happy to repeat the old ones. I have just stumbled on 2 new local ones and we have been delighted with their 'Aussie' beauty right on our doorstep. How did we not know about them?

The hikes of the past week.

Gaiter Girl find - 10 min drive, on the other side of the motorway. Set off at 6 am after 2 weeks of lovely rain. 







Albert River.

Logan River


Hungry Hiker find - 20 min drive. Set off at 7am. Typical Aussie bush, also 'green' after the rain. Actually a shared mountain biking trail, but on this Wednesday, we only encounted one biker.

The beauty for me was in the tree trunks.






Six [from both groups] will be missing this week, as on Saturday they set sail for Melbourne on a Melbourne Cup Cruise. This world famouse horse race is on Tuesday. Intersting fact - the city actually has a public holiday for the race. 

Jenny and I waved them off from beneath our soaring Gateway Bridge.







Dare I suggest my favourite 18 km hike at Binnaburra, on their return? Watch this space! Its now 6am. No walking this morning. Gotta rush. A birthday cake to ice and more sewing for the theatre before dashing off to an appointment. I think I need to retire from retirement!

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Saturday, 27 October 2018

Volunteering at a "Nearly a Vet" Convention.

Saturday 27 October

My dear friend, science teacher and children's author extraordinaire, Rebecca Johnson, asked me if I would like to assit with a 'Nearly a Vet Convention', at St Aidan's School, Corinda. I had previously commented I would like to be a fly on the wall at one, having heard just how exciting and engaging they were, especially for young girls. I was definitely eager to join this event.

A range of Rebecca's books.

The venue.

Our first chore on arrival was to fold and fill the Vet Kit boxes with a real digital thermometer, working stethescope, face mask, surgical gloves, pipette, specimen jar, a real bandage for animals, a 'Nearly a Vet' diary and a syringe pen.

The lab coats were kept separate, so that we could quickly pop them over the Nearly Vets heads, as they arrived.

Rebecca set up her teaching display. 

Then, 90 eager Nearly Vets, ranging in age from 4 to 11, began to arrive with their toy pet animal to receive their kit and lab coat.



Some took time to have Rebecca sign their favourite "Juliet, Nearly a Vet" book, whilst waiting for the convention to commence.


Rebecca's initial emphasis was to stress to the maxium, "it is never okay to be cruel to animals".

Discussion followed on the role of a vet, which led to the 'Nearly Vets' finally being able to open their kits to find their stethoscope.

Concentration as the 'Nearly Vets' listen to their own heartbeat, before learning where to place the stethoscope to listen to the heart beat of different animals.

After much discussion as to why vets take the temperature of sick animals, our 'Nearly Vets' took out their digital thermometer to take their own temperatures. A discussion (and a few laughs) then followed as the stuffed toys had their temperatures taken in the way vets do...ie, inserting in stuffed toy bottoms. A reminder was given that this was not something we would do to our real pets!


A syringe couldn't be included for obvious safety reasons, however Rebecca managed to find a syringe style pen, to go with the vet notebook. The 'Nearly Vets' recorded information they had learnt during the convention .


Next on the agenda was bandaging wounds and broken limbs. Great skill was shown by all the 'Nearly Vets'.



The use of face masks and surgical gloves was then discussed.

Time was rushing on. Rebecca's final segment was relating to the 'Nearly Vets', how she became involved in writing and especially in writing her "Juliet - Nearly a Vet' series of books that had brought them to this convention. Rebecca stressed how important it is to verbalise ones ideas first, before writing one's story down. A keen volunteer offered to write some of her ideas down.



All too soon, it was time to pack up their Vet Kits, thank Rebecca and I believe rush home to practise their new vet skills on parents, sibblings, toys and with their parent's permission and guidance, on their pets.

But the morning was not quite over. Many of Rebecca's books were purchased and she happily continued signing, chatting and encouraging these lovely, young 'Nearly Vets'.

How gorgeous is this toy siamese cat?

And these two delightful Nearly Vets.

What a marvellous morning with the 'Nearly Vets' and their inspiring convention leader, Rebecca. I do hope I am invited to help again.

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