The seven hour lunch

This is what Christmas in July at Murrumbateman looks like. "Green drought" is the way the locals describe it. The light winter rain showers have resulted in a dusting of green, but it only goes thin, shale rock deep.

The vineyards in winter are a feather dusting of grey brown twigs across the Nanimo ridges.

The Fischer's sheep are still producing best quality, superfine, merino fleece but only because of their carefully selected gene pool and because they're hand fed. These are tough times for vignerons and wool producers.

Our Christmas in July lunch today is a celebration of continuing friendship and bounty, despite the difficulties of our troubled earth. Freshly shucked oysters, roast turkey and ham, plum pudding and all the trimmings seem to taste so much better on a cold July afternoon at Murrumbateman than Christmas in December.

We enjoy perfect partnerships: Majella with onion jam canapes; figs with Castello cheese and proscuitto, reisling with oysters, Word of Mouth Shiraz (from Orange) and Campbells Shiraz Viognier with turkey and ham and the most devine Seppelts Rutherglen Tokay with our plum pud. It was a marathon 7 hour lunch, including all the Fischer travel tales from their recent trip to Italy, Switzerland and Northern France.

Maddy and Thomas kept the Christmas spirit alive by introducing live music. Maddy is sounding amazing in her first year of clarinet and Thomas gave us some snippets of his jazz repertoire on piano. Sophie was kept busy attending to Maggie the Jack Russel (mix).

Serious business

C& J, big O and little A went off to Coogee this weekend-not to annoy the pilgrims but to take in a show in the city and get some time on the beach. We stayed in cold and wet (yay!) Canberra, inundated with breathless updates on World Youth Day and the latest pronouncements of the pontiff. We tried to imagine an extra 400,000 people in Randwick for the 2 hour long Mass this morning.

We were lucky enough to see little E after her visit to the Fyshwick Fresh Food market. She spent her time there sniffing out the freshest pasta and vegies and pointing out all the people wearing a hat (which she can say now). It was amusing watching her eat (and enjoy) dill pickles (Marco brand, favoured by all the Croatians), black olives and Greek style yoghurt.

She really did enjoy it.

We found time to make some pretend pizzas decorated with pink dill pickles.

"Naughty Mouse" has sent us some of the latest pictures. She looks dreamy (one week old now)and we are sending our best wishes to the beautiful Clare in Sydney.

Girl power

A new baby girl has arrived in the family, so far known as "naughty mouse" (nm), born at 01.18am Saturday morning 12 July, a rather cold one for Sydney. She weighed a trim 3.142kg (6lb 141/2 oz) and looks absolutely beautiful, like her clever mum Clare, despite a tiring labour.

And here is our other special girl, taking a keen interest in everything around her, especially foodie delights. I was amazed watching her at the weekend eating great handfuls of steamed broccoli with such gusto. She loves our fruit bowl, especially the "ananas" which she currently enjoys saying more than she does eating.

Every time I see her she is growing more and more a little person, rather than the baby girl she was only yesterday.

Rob and I took a chance on seeing Mumma Mia last weekend-a choice most unlike our usual preference. We both loved it-a great celebration of magnificent middle age, corny music, and great set piece dance numbers without a trace of cynicism or even cheesiness. Meryl S, Colin F, Pierce B & Julie W don't have great voices, which made it even more endearing. What a bunch of troopers! Benny and Bjorn even had tiny cameo roles which was an absolute hoot. Take a chance and go see if you love it too!

Three days in Sydney

We had an inkling of our post retirement lifestyle by taking a 3 day weekend in Sydney this week. The only qualification was that I spent Saturday on work related matters: a conference at the beautiful old Public Library of NSW - the 2020 School Education Summit. I really enjoyed listening to and thinking about presentations by some of Australia's leading academics and researchers - around future possibilities for public education.


Sunday we were up early to meet with Sydney Clare at Glebe for breakfast at digi.kaf in St John's Road. She is looking really fit and energetic despite her 8 and 3/4 month pregnancy. The weather was beautiful in Sydney this weekend, clear, brilliant light, gentle warmth in the sun. We were amazed to see magnolia blooms so early in the season on our walk down Bridge Road.

We were intrigued by the old Abbey Restaurant in Bridge Road. Why has this beautiful old house been left to get so dilapidated in The Abbey's grounds?

We still felt like exploring so we headed off west to Granville in search of more exotic settings and foodie delights. Once at Granville we felt quite subdued walking across the infamous railway bridge that still evokes strong memories of that shocking accident in 1977. Once we'd crossed the Bold St bridge a wonderful find cheered us up enormously.

Abla's Pastry Shop has a very bland and modern exterior but once inside its size and amazing displays of freshly baked Lebanese cakes, pastries & Arabic style chocolates are awe inspiring. The range is vast and fresh daily and we could not resist ordering a rather large selection. We found them fresh and luscious, drenched in honey, nuts and fruit, and thankfully lighter and less sweet than expected.

We celebrated a wonderful day in Sydney with a meal at our fave Little Istanbul in Perouse Road and a night finishing our weekend DVD watching marathon: The Home Sung Stories, Norma Khouri and Hunting and Gathering (Ensemble C'est Tout -yes another French film starring Audrey Toutou).

Monday we spent walking: 8/85 to Bondi Junction then Bondi Beach back to Coogee. It's all great sightseeing and allows us to walk off all those Abla pastries. We stayed quite late on Monday night so we could attend our first body corporate meeting - making it a very late return to Canberra that night and a bleary eyed start to our working week.

A case of it not happening

We didn't get to beautiful Sandy Beach this week to help celebrate R's 50th birthday. My four day reunion long weekend in Sydney with my art teacher pals, Tania and Jane, didn't come off either. Jane became quite sick and voted wisely to stay in Brisbane to recover.

To compensate Rob & I indulged ourselves yesterday with a long visit to the beautiful Great Sandy Desert land claim exhibition at the National Museum and then to the movies: Unfinished Sky. We loved this intriguing and thoughtful film, making us curious about the Dutch made Polish Wife film on which it was based. Evil and good men in an ominous landscape: it made me wonder how they made a Dutch landscape look ominous....neat patchwork fields, lots of tulips and windmills....hmmmm.

We got some quality time in with Miss Ella today. She did a post mortem on my handbag and then helped us set out the markers for the paved path we are planning for J&J & Miss E's backyard. She was 13 months old yesterday and it was our winter solstice today. Great weather for wearing your favourite beanie.

Afternoon Tea

One of our favourite things is to "do afternoon tea". The two birthday girls make great companions as they don't mind dressing up and spending the afternoon being sociable.

Maddie's favourite was scones and cream.

While Sophie was drawn to anything with a strawberry in it. Luckily the Saturday afternoon Hyatt buffet included a range of strawberry based delights. The girls were very strategic in their timing at the buffet and kept notes on how many times certain guests returned to it (and the effect on their waistlines).

We did a lot of talking about our favourite topics: food, school, exams, music, Maggie the dog, our fave films and TV shows, certain house guest's habits, travel and jewellery.

Our favourite girl came over for afternoon tea today. Despite her obvious enjoyment of my fresh batch of date, banana and orange muffins and bio dynamic yoghurt we saw her frown (for the first time) a few times as the afternoon wore on. I think she knew her Mummy & Daddy's week long holiday was coming to an end.

Despite this we still saw plenty of smiles. Miss E seems to be aware of a lot of what we are saying now, vigorously nodding in agreement or shaking her head in disagreement at all the appropriate times and able to point to things (especially body parts) accurately when required.

Three states, three cities in three days

We squeezed a lot into the long weekend for QE2's birthday: to Sydney overnight on Friday; to Brisbane with Bobbie on Saturday morning; time to gape in wonder at the extreme Asian makeover in Sunnybank, including some great eateries with a distinct HK feel in Market Square; more gaping as we drove through the distinctly Africanised Moorooka on Sunday morning to catch up with Joel L. at the now remarkably gentrified Bardon.

We caught up with all J.'s good news and successes over a long breakfast on the verandah of the very mellow Paddington Flowers and Cafe on Latrobe Terrace. Nobody will be surprised at where this very talented young man will end up!


We got back to Sunnybank in time to spruce up for the late afternoon wedding. I took this shot of Rob and his mum in the garden of Bobbie's unit at Sunnybank. It is a big relief for us to see her in this relaxed environment where there are so few hassles for her.

Cate and Philip's wedding was at the very pretty Hornibrook Park at Teneriffe. Briefly catching up with my fried Meg C-R just before the ceremony started was an added bonus for me. Meg C-R was making a brief escape, with husband Steve, from the rigours of marking year 11 essays.

It was a great opportunity to catch up with all our P. family, including our nephew Matt and the beautiful Mel.

Matt was the wedding MC and had to hurry around a lot getting things underway - especially important when the three sisters in the bridal party were half an hour late.

But their entrance made the wait worthwhile. This is the only young woman I know who can successfully navigate her Commerce Law exams and those killer stilettos, all in the same weekend.

The park setting beside the Brisbane River was a beautiful backdrop to Cate and Philip's relaxed and happy ceremony.

Rob and I were struck by how alike Bec and Joanne are getting. They both have sparky personalities and a wicked sense of humour-great party girls and stars of the dance floor (although minus the shoes by the end of the night).

May we present Mr and Mrs A.....

Then followed a very happy reception at the adjacent Aqua Linea Restaurant. The champagne started flowing as the ceremony ended and Cate's careful planning ensured the 3 course French inspired menu was thoughtfully balanced and beautifully prepared. Philip's brother, the chef, prepared handmade truffles for all the guests as a special little gift. The Brisbaneites found the evening cool, but we didn't.

Weddings provide great opportunities for far flung family shots. There aren't many opportunities for these 5 siblings to gather in the one place at the one time any more with Clare in Sydney, Cate in Melbourne and Joanne leaving for London next week. Dad Col is away a lot too, in PNG, helping to build the telecommunications infrastructure for Oilsearch for their huge gas operation in the NW highlands.

Rob managed to take this shot of the other stars of the dance floor when Bec and Joanne had temporarily left the scene.

We were back in Sydney Monday afternoon after sharing a crowded and much delayed flight from Brisbane with the George Negus clan. We had time to catch up with Miss E and J&J at Coogee before collecting our car for the drive back to Canberra. Miss E was looking devine in her new Esprit gear and LOVING the Sydney eats scene having lunched at Cabramatta, Japanese at the Coccola, Randwick and Persian at Darban, Auburn in just the last 3 days!

The best part for her though is having her two most favourite people around 24/7 for the next week.