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The Jury is Out

I’ve just had all my cartons collected to be freighted back to NZ.   I can see the floor again – woo hoo!   But, I now have to start again with all the stuff for the Sallies.   Still I know that that will only be for a day or two, and also for the main furniture to go hopefully tomorrow and then not only will I be able to see the floor in total, but bare everything.

As I packed each carton I would add it to the pile and try to visualise the dimensions.   I had been quoted a price per cubic metre, so I tried to stack the cartons into roughly that size area.   Hmmm, the stacks were growing – upwards and outwards :(

I got to the point where I was reconciling myself to the fact that I’d be looking at about 3 cubic metre, but with some things still to be packed it was a case of having to bite the bullet and keep at it and hope that I was wrong.

When Mohammed arrived today I asked for his opinion.   At first he was a little non-committal but kept telling me not to worry.   After most of the cartons were in his van, he told me the van holds 4 cubic metres and he had it roughly half full.   So there is hope!   The last two ‘cartons’ were the two single bed base frames (not in cartons but taped together – with newspaper between the tape and the frame so the tape doesn’t pull the paint off).   I told him I would like to take them, but could he let me know first whether it was going to put me over the line.   He already has 3 cartons at the warehouse that I had him pack for me – my golf clubs, and several paintings/pictures that I wanted him to pack properly as I knew I couldn’t find cartons in the right shape/size.  

So now I have to wait for the verdict . . .

Zephyr Breezes

When I was a little girl (yes a very long time ago) my Dad used to recite an alphabet to me, that I couldn’t make sense of.   As I grew older (and Dad had probably explained it again for the ‘nth time) I came to understand.   You have to know, Dad came from England, and was quite old when I came on the scene, so a lot of these things refer to an era that most people now wouldn’t have any idea about.   Anita’s blog today brought it back to mind so I thought I’d share as much of it as I can remember – with explanations where necessary!

A for …..     (H)ay for (H)orses

B for …..     Beef or Mutton

C for …..     Seaforth Highlanders (a military platoon)

D for …..     Diva (I can’t remember which Diva)

E for …..     Eve for Adam

F for …..     Effervescense

G for …..     Chief of Police

H for …..     (Totally no idea)

I for …..     Ivor Novello (a famous singer/performer in his day)

J for …..     Jaffa Oranges

K for …..     Kaffir Limes (I think in reality the Kaffir had a different ending which

racially referred to a black SA but under the circumstances I’ve

changed it to the Lime)

L for …..     (H)ell for Leather (running)

M for …..     Emphasis

N for …..     (Totally no idea)

O for …..     Over the garden wall

P for …..     Pee for a penny

Q for …..     Queue for the movies

R for …..     (H)alf a mo(ment)

S for …..     (Totally no idea)

T for …..     Tea for two

U for …..     You for Me

V for …..     Viva la France

W for …..     Double you for a quid

X for …..     (Don’t remember)

Y for …..     Why for goodness sake?

Z for …..     Zephyr Breezes

So there you go.   A little bit of family history coming through just because of an innocent comment from Mark/Anita.

Every year the final game for the social golf club is a Guys and Gals game and although I haven’t played for ages, it’s usually a good day.   (Actually it’s a day for us ‘gals’ to catch up with each other and leave it to the ‘guys’ to play the game)

In former years we’ve played at Barnwell Park which is a nice course, but the last two the course has been booked out so we’ve played at Marrickville.   Marrickville is a goat track!!!   There are two holes where you have to hit up a hill with no idea where your ball has landed (if you’re lucky enough to get it over the hill at all).   There are two holes which run alongside the river, so the chances of your ball going into water are high.   There are two holes that are down hill and a couple of holes that are around a corner.   This isn’t a course for people who don’t play golf regularly.   But it’s where they’ve had the Guys and Gals game for the last two years :(

I told Brian that as much as I enjoy the day, this year I couldn’t face playing it without having a cart.   Hmmm, fine except everyone else has the same idea so with only so many carts to go around it wasn’t looking good.   John’s got the right idea.   As soon as he gets the next year’s program, he phones and books a cart at the clubs he knows he’ll need one.   Anyway in the end the organiser decided to allocate the one cart that became free thanks to a cancellation, to Paul & Bev, Brian and Denise to share.   Yay!!   And double yay, because after being hit in the centre of her forehead by a golf ball which had actually been hit ‘backwards’ from a nearby tee a couple of years back, Bev had sworn never to go near a golf course again, but decided to give it another chance.  

And,  this year our club was given second spot to tee off which meant we didn’t start until 7:30 instead of the previous 6:30.   I still had to wake up at 5:15 to have enough time for a shower before leaving to head to Janice and John’s as we travel in their Tarago so that all our clubs and in this case Brian’s buggy can be loaded and then get to the course half an hour before tee off.   Those that live close are sooo lucky – they get a bit more sleep than those of us that have to travel across town to get there.

So, Bev and I got to share the golf cart and what a difference it made – to my game at least, although Bev also agreed that she felt she enjoyed the day more by having the cart.   The guys would not agree!!

It’s been a few months since Bev and I have seen each other, and in that time she’s had a trip to Las Vegas and Hawaii and I’ve had a new job and now my trip home planned, so there was a lot of catching up to go.   I’m probably a little more aware than Bev about the ‘rules’ of the game, and etiquette, etc but as Bev is not really interested at all, for her it was a great chance in the cart for us to ‘catch-up’ on each other’s news.   Hmm, we got some dirty looks and a couple of grumpy messages about keeping quiet, and I’ve since heard that Paul was totally p….. off with us.   Having said that, I did do my best to keep Bev quiet at the right times, but it didn’t always work.

As I say, I think it was one of my better games as I wasn’t totally wiped out with having to walk/clamber the course.   They say the proof is in the pudding!  Well we DIDN’T get the Bradman’s Award this year.   This is the award given to the couple with the lowest score.    Brian and I have won it ’several’ times – lol.   I think that is proof enough for me ;)

We went back to the Salisbury Hotel for drinks and lunch.   John is never sure of how to get there from Marrickville and usually gets one of the locals to join us.   This year I had my TomTom in my bag and it got us there quite nicely thank you – even in hand-held mode.

More catching up with old friends over a lovely meal – although I was very disappointed in the entree.   We had been given the menu a couple of weeks ago to choose our meal and although I don’t like Salt & Pepper Squid (or any squid) they were also serving Prawns and Scallops on that particular dish.   Yummm – I always enjoy prawns, and I haven’t had scallops for ages!   Well I still haven’t had scallops for ages.   The dishes came out with mussels or oysters instead of the scallops.   Well I would not have chosen that dish had I known as I don’t like oysters and mussels I can deal with in a seafood chowder but not straight.   I had to toss up on either Snapper with Ginger and Lime Sauce or Steak (they did have a chicken dish – with avocado, and roast) and although I have steak as often as I get the chance, I finally settled on that.   It was slightly above average.   So that’s it folks.   Except – some of us spotted the menu board with sticky date pudding and after humming and hawing and seeing someone else’s order come out that looked ‘to die for’, we gave in.   It was definitely the highlight.   The pudding was as light as, and the caramel sauce was soooo scrummy.  I noticed a couple of people look around before finally deciding to scrape the last dregs of sauce off their plate with their finger – lol.

Prizegiving and AGM over, it was finally time to come home – 12 hours after heading off.   A long day, but very enjoyable to meet up with friends over a meal.   Oh, yes – and a game of golf!   My last in Australia!!

Unfortunately I found out today that the answer is yes.  But . . .

It’s a problem that doesn’t last too long.   I’m already over it!

Back in August I gave Janice a voucher to go on a Sweet Sunday Chocolate Tour and suggested that when she decided to go, I’d go with her (unless she had someone else in mind).   About 3 weeks ago she phoned to book our places, to find that they were fully booked and today was the first tour with vacancies.  

Something Janice never is, is late.   The tour starts in the city at the Queen Victoria Building (QVB) at 10:30 am.   It takes a maximum of 40mins to get to the city if it’s on an ‘all stops’ train and the station is at the entrance to the QVB.   The train from here runs every half hour at 10 past and 20 to the hour.   You’d think we would have been ok to get the 9:40 train, but to be really sure in case of hold-ups etc then 9:10 would be heaps of time.   Janice wanted to leave at 8:40.   I convinced her that we didn’t need that much lead time even though it was also the Santa Parade today.   Fortunately although the trains weren’t running between Bankstown and Lidcombe, the buses keep to the same timetable so we got the bus from here to Lidcombe, got an express train (only 3 stops to Central) and arrived long before the shops opened at 10:00.

We browsed until finally meeting up with our tour guide and the rest of the participants – 12 in all (sorry make that 13 – we had a 5-mth baby along for the ride).  

We started at a coffee shop in the centre of the mall where along with a cup of coffee/tea/chocolate we were served half a Florentine and given information on coffee beans – it’s history, process, etc and also the various types of coffee drinks.   It was a lovely way to start our chocolate experience.

From the QVB we walked out onto Market St and along to Haigh’s Chocolates.   There are only 3 Haigh’s outlets and the chocolate is so well know and tastes so beautiful that at this time of the year they have a security person on to allow only a few people into the store at any one time.   (Apart from us because we were special – lol)   Carmel (our Tour Guide) explained about chocolate and it’s processes to get to the stage of consumption.   We were given a tray of nibs that we could get a taste of cocoa in it’s purest form – crushed beans before processing.   At this stage they are quite bitter but you could still appreciate where this was going to lead.   We then had a tray of samples – milk chocolate buttons (but big ones), dark chocolate buttons and a ‘Christmas Pudding’ chocolate.   Although they knew there were going to be 12 of us they supplied enough for more than one taste of each button.   Mmmm, dissolve in your mouth creamy smooth chocolate.   Haigh’s are the only chocolate company that imports the chocolate in the ‘nibs’ stage – just crushed beans, not already processes.   That way they can process them over and over and over until they make the smoothest chocolate ever without any grainy texture.   We also had a voucher to get a discount on any purchases we made.   I had already put my Christmas Pudding chocolate into the goodies bag we’d all been provided with, and this was only the start of our chocolate shops.   We walked from there through the Strand Arcade (which Haigh’s is on the corner of) and out the other end and on to our next stop.  

Carmel also shared a bit of Sydney history with us about both the QVB and The Strand which was actually incredibly interesting, stopped at a pavement landmark marking another bit of history and around past a chocolate shop which unfortunately is closed on Sundays, but we have been given a discount voucher in case we want to go back during the week.   It was then on and past some of the most expensive stores in Sydney – Chanel, Bvlgari, Louis Vitton, Rolex.   They all had their ’security’ doormen on duty.   We did wonder if you had to show your Platinum Card to get entry!   Another touch of history on the ‘legal’ buildings and St James church before arriving at Lindt.   Only three Lindt stores outside Europe, all in Sydney and this one apparently the biggest.   Not only a chocolate shop but also a cafe.   (One of our co-tour participants said that she spotted that they sold a small triangle (quarter of one) sandwich for $10.  

At Lindt we were allowed to choose a Maceron – flavour of our choice.   It looked like a flattened meringue with a chocolate mousse filling.   Flavours like Pistachio, Strawberry, Passion, Blackcurrant, Champagne and others.   I think it’s a cross between a Macaroon and a Meringue.   At this stop I bought 6 x squares of different flavours of chocolate (individually wrapped) for $1.50.   That sounded like a good deal, so I also bought 2 x individual Passion chocolates.   Hmm, should have asked – $2 each!!

By now I was starting to feel as if I was having a chocolate rush, straight to my head :(   

We headed back through Martin Place (Reserve Bank, Channel 7, and down the road the W??? Hotel – Anita has stayed there in the old converted Post Office – very very expensive) and down to David Jones (another history snippet shared about DJ’s) and into their Food Hall.   Another choice of two chocolates, one of which is my all-time favourite.   Cherry Liqueur with a real cherry – stone and stalk intact.   Through another section of the Food Hall and out into a general food court where we were meant to get a sample of Gelatissimo.   Unfortunatley they’d had a problem with their equipment and had to stay closed today.   Carmel tried to find an alternative but nothing else like it, so she offered us another freebie from DJ’s.   A different chocolate counter than before so a different choice to select from.  

The savoury counter across from it was looking mighty good by this time.   I couldn’t eat another chocolate, just yet!!   Thank goodness for the goody bag.

Well although savoury sounded good, I knew I couldn’t actually fit anything more to eat in, so I swallowed and walked away.  

To our final port of call.   The Sheraton on the Park – right across the road from Hyde Park.     Although the facade looked very modern, and all the fittings and furnishings were up to the minute, the entrance was stupendous in all it’s original grandeur.   The most beautiful staircase which branched left and right with a massive floor to ceiling mirror.   And they’d put their Christmas Decorations up – several gold Christmas trees.   Amazing!   We were led around to an area set up for us and were given the ‘drink’ menu.   Well I think 10 out of 12 of us chose a Max Brenner Hot Chocolate.   White Chocolate, Milk Chocolate or Dark Chocolate served in what is called a Hug Mug.   A white handleless halved coffee bean shape which you drink from the ’spout’ end.   Incredible.   I would think Anita’s Hot Chocolate would be the closest I’ve heard to being anything like this. 

If you like chocolate, and ever make it to Sydney on a Sunday, book yourself in for this amazing tour.  Totally recommended, 5*+

In two weeks we’ve got our High Tea experience.  

 

The Women

This morning Janice and I went for our 6 wkly hairdressing appointment.   I’ve been going to Maddie pretty much as long as I’ve been here.   She used to live near Janice when she was growing up and so when she became a hairdresser Janice started going to her.   Since having children she set up her ’salon’ in their garage, but she’s got everything there – all the right equipment, mirrors, etc and she is sooooo cheap!!   I pay $10 for a haircut and $40 for my ‘frosting’ and cut.   To me she seems to really understand hair and styles and I don’t think I’ve ever had a cut or colour done by her that I haven’t been happy with.

We usually are her first clients for the day and as we were early today she was still in her pj’s but that’s ok – doesn’t matter what she wears she still does her job well.

Usually when we leave we have a smile on our faces too, because she can be quite funny just with what anecdotes she shares or things she tells us.   Today she told us about a movie that she went to last night and said it was the sort she could see again.   She told us a couple of bits from it and it sounded so funny.   Anyway as Janice and I haven’t been out on a Saturday night for ages I suggested maybe we could go to the movies.   Turns out Janice had a couple of free tickets anyway, so that’s what we did.

Well I’ve just come home and am still chuckling about some of the things.   It really was very, very funny.   There weren’t many people at it, but everyone was laughing.   Good out loud laughter.

The point of tonight’s post is to say – “if you get a chance go and see it.  It’s a really funny movie that will leave you feeling good”

Forgot to tell you what it’s called, although you might have worked it out anyway from the Post Title.   It’s called ‘The Women’.   Why?    Because it’s about women – some top actresses are in it, Meg Ryan, Bette Midler, Cloris Leachman, Carrie Fisher and so the list goes on.   There is only one male in the whole movie.

They have the power

I found out that my eldest grandson wants anything Man U for Christmas, being an avid Manchester United fan.

Well I know that at the markets here you can buy all sorts of football gear, so decided today that I’d head off in search of something suitable.

I haven’t been to Parklea Markets for ages, and as it’s one of the biggest markets (that I know about) in Sydney, that’s where I headed.   I used Tom (Tom) to be sure of getting there, although I did know the general direction I was to head.   As I said, this is one of the biggest markets covering acres, but I still had to join the other hundreds of drivers trying to find a park.   Mission 1 achieved.

I made sure I checked out which entrance was closest (8) to where I was parked as I was worried I wouldn’t find my wee bubble amongst the other cars when I was ready to go home, and headed off on my main mission. 

Starting with the closest aisle on my right off I went.   Past all the electronic gadgets, kids clothing, handbags, kebab stands and eventually came to the first stall with jerseys.   There were dozens hanging from the walls and I looked from one to the next, etc trying to spot a Man U jersey.   I knew it was red, but so are a lot of other clubs.   Eventually someone asked if they could help and as soon as I said Man U he shook his head.   Okay, off in search of the next stall only to get the same result.   Hmmm, popular! was my way of thinking.   Eventually I came to a stall that had all things for football supporters.   Caps, Clocks, Mugs, Magnets.   Ahh, I thought – if not a jersey then the clocks looked great.   One, two, three . . . twenty-five, twenty-six but still not one that had the Manchester United logo.   What’s with this club?    Well I was soon to find out.  

OK – all ‘labelled’ clothing apparently is licensed, and we all know that when you go overseas you can buy really cheap Nike, Rolex, Diesel, etc etc that aren’t the genuine thing, but we usually don’t mind as long as it looks genuine and is ‘cheap’.  

Seems though that the owners of Manchester United don’t like imitations to such an extent that they have employed someone in NSW to random check the markets to make sure they aren’t selling something as a Man U item that isn’t, and there are hefty fines for those that do.   They obviously have the money which gives them the power.

Oh well Cameron – I tried :-(

A foodie weekend . . .

Well not really, but as I have two separate food items I thought that’s what I’d call the Post.

Lobster Mornay

Yes, I’m back on my favourite food.   I think I mentioned that Dooley’s Club were offering this as a special for the month of October.

Last night Janice, John and I joined Neville and Tess to help them celebrate their 3rd wedding anniversary.   Wow, it doesn’t seem that long ago that we were at their wedding.    Anyway, this is their stomping ground, so that’s where we went.   We arrived at 6:00pm but the guys wanted a drink before dining.   I don’t know anyone over here that stops at ‘one’, so several beers and one and a half hours later and they decided it was time to move through to the dining area.   Hmmm, everyone else had decided to make the same move at the same time and so the queue was long.   We placed our orders only to be told there was a 45 minute wait before we would receive our meals.

We managed to see the entertainment ‘entree’ before our buzzers went off, being a group of 4 ‘cossack’ dancers.   I call it an entree as they were only on for about 10 minutes.   Apparently it’s so strenuous that that’s all they can cope with before exhaustion hits them.   If that’s the case, I don’t know how the visiting teams of dancers from Russia manage, but I guess for them it’s their full-time employment so they can perform for a couple of hours at a time.

Anyway we finally got ‘buzzed’ and collected our meals.   Four of us had the Lobster Mornay with Neville opting for Steak & Kidney Pie.   Must admit that looked very nice and he said it was too.   Well all I can say is, ‘Does it get any better?  I think not’.   It was much nicer even than last time and was so delicious I’m still drooling just remembering.

Marshmallow Slice

The call went out.   Who has the original Edmonds Recipe for this old-fashioned slice that I used to make when the children were small.   Wainuiomata days as I recall.   Anita was very quick to respond, although as I replied to her, it didn’t seem to be quite as I remembered.   I decided to do what I should have in the first place and ‘google’ it.   There was one entry there where someone else had asked if anyone had the recipe and only one reply, but it was exactly the method that I remembered.   (More like the ‘jelly’ recipe only using gelatine instead of flavoured jelly crystals)  

Anyway today I got started.    As always I want to make it when I’m ready, not when the ingredients are, so butter straight from the fridge being too hard, I nuked it.   Too long.   Runny butter.   Oh well, surely it would cream quickly.   Unfortunately, whether my hand-held beater isn’t strong enough or not, but I always have trouble creaming butter and sugar together.   I gave up and carried on with the rest of the process and fortunately it didn’t seem to matter.   The base came out of the oven looking just right.   The recipe indicated that the beating of the gelatine and sugar could take some time.   It did!!   Marshmallow Shortcake - Going, Going,Still, the end result was totally worth it and the marshmallow was what memories are all about.   I did pop it in the fridge as it was extremely hot here today and I didn’t want it melting down again.   I cheated with the icing.   You can get cans of Betty Crocker frosting over here – chocolate or vanilla (which I guess you can flavour to whatever you want).   I’d tried it for the first time last week on the Banana Cake I made, and as it was successful, I thought I’d finish the can up on the Marshmallow Slice.   I did thin it down so it would spread easier and it worked a charm.  

Of course being Marshmallow, it’s very sweet, so the normal sized piece needs to be cut in half again, but all I can say is – ‘Yummmmmmmmmm’.

BTW – don’t know what happened to the photo.  My camera usually takes really sharp photos, but I think maybe I adjusted the setting to ’scene’ at some stage and have forgotten to change it to ‘macro’ which it recommends for close-ups.  Anyway, I’m sure you get the idea.

Brunfelsia II

This post is going to be short and sweet.   Short as in the size of the post (and I guess the plant could be classed as short too)  And Sweet?   Well as advised on the flower tag, the flowers do smell sweet.   As I discovered when I opened the gate when I was coming Oct 2008 001 home the other night.

Anyway, just to prove that my Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow does have flowers, I took a photo.   Unfortunately it’s not as abundant as the one in the photo I copied from the web, but after 2 years at least it does have flowers.   There are flowers on each side of the plant, but of course I can’t take a photo of all sides at the same time, so this is what you get.

Lobster Mornay

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Those that know me know that this is my all-time favourite meal.   Obviously due to the cost, I don’t get to eat it very often and I think having it for my birthday dinner recently, was the first time since relocating to Australia.

In last week’s local paper, Dooley’s (and for the uninitiated that means ‘Catholic’) Club were advertising a special for the month of October of Lobster Mornay for $14.95 for members ($19.95 for non-members).

I know that Janice’s husband John is a member there, so this afternoon I asked was he going to partake of the offer before the end of the month.   He said no time like the present (or words to that effect) and promptly phoned Janice to say they were going to Dooley’s for dinner.   And I was joining them.   Well John being John, (and those that know him will understand) when we got to the restaurant John went up with his member’s card and ordered 3 Lobster Mornay.   The fact that neither Janice or I are members didn’t come into it.   So, 3 Lobster Mornay at $14.95 each.    And the month’s not over yet, so from comments made, we’ll be back next week :-)

Another advantage of being a member of this club is that members get everything at a discount.   Even normal meals are cheaper for members than ‘guests’.  

And, I pass this club every day on my way home from work.  

And, membership is only $5.50 per year – so why wouldn’t you join?  

Well maybe because they take your photo to put on the card?   And it’s a black and white photo.   And I was wearing a black and white striped top.   Hmmm, visions of convicts spring to mind.

Brunfelsia

I always thought the common name for this plant was ‘Morning Noon and Night’ but when looking for the photo I discovered it’s common name is actually ‘Yesterday Today and Tomorrow’.

I’ve already mentioned I’m no gardener.   A couple of years ago I bought two fragrant shrubs to put either side of my door.   One was a Gardenia and the other the Brunfelsia.   Unfortunately I didn’t take into account the fact that my door faces the hot midday sun, and also it’s sheltered by the roof overhang so get’s no rain.   Being the ’slack’ gardener that I am, I didn’t keep up the water so the Gardenia turned up it’s roots and died :-(   

The Brunfelsia lasted a little longer although the leaves were very yellow.   As also mentioned recently I had bought a few perennials and some potting mix.   I finally took pity on this poor example of a shrub and re-potted it.   That showed up one major problem.   It was root-bound.   Anyway, I got that issue sorted out and gave it some of this new mix and within days I could already see the difference.

Here we are, only a few weeks later and it hasimage started to flower.   As you can see there are three different coloured flowers on the plant (no that’s not my shrub, but a photo from the web).   As it starts to flower it comes out in a deep purple, gradually changing colour through a lavender shade to white.   With the flowers coming out at different stages the shrub can have all three colours at the same time.    So far I haven’t been able to get any fragrance from it, but as my variety is called ScentSational I can only assume that it will have a high fragrance to it.

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