While five year old Little Jo has a Myki card for public transport, she has never used it herself. Today she did, three times on trams. "Little Jo, just hold it to that area below the screen". She did and it worked quickly every time. Why do adults have such problems with touching on? "Do we need to touch off with our cards?", a tourist enquired of us. No, and there was no need to confuse them by telling them that they need to in Zone 2. It is very unlikely tourists will venture to Zone 2 by tram. Instead of her Myki card being left at the Highrise, it will go back to the Bellarine with her this time, as Sister has been using Geelong buses at times.
The water stream at the Botanic Garden's Children's Garden was closed for maintenance. How many disappointed children there must have been, including Little Jo. Really bad form on the part of RBGV. It should be a priority for repair if something is wrong. However, the gardens overall are looking fantastic and we plan to visit more often.
Atop a hill under a gum tree and with a view of the city skyline we ate our snacks, a cherry tomato each, a shared packet of crisps and a sweet biscuit each, washed down with water. Little Jo was being very good, so the reward was an icecream, chocolate for her and rum and raisin for us.
Non Dreaded Nephew set off in a DSE convoy yesterday from his Gippsland town to fight fires at Portland. His father, Tradie Brother was visiting his ex, ex Sis in Law and so proudly watched his son depart. Speaking of fires, I am quite distressed at the news from Tasmania. There has been a terrible loss of property, wildlife no doubt and although not confirmed, perhaps quite a number of lives. The always on the ball and alert Liz, sent a message of sympathy to her Australian subjects. How kind. In modern parlance, is that akin to a Like on Facebook?
ABI Brother has been off on an over 40s South Pacific cruise. He is due back tomorrow. Mother will be relieved her daily shopper is returning. She called R in a distressed state on Friday night when I was at work. R takes her very seriously and ended up being distressed himself. I called her Saturday morning and she was fine. Last Wednesday I started ABI Brother's car at his request and it was fine. Amazingly a week of it not being driven did not affect its ability to start! However, on Friday Tradie Brother went to start it, and it would not fire. The car must be about three years old, so I would guess the battery. Sister is collecting Mother on Tuesday to take her for a break to the Bellarine. Mother is not sure if she can do it, but it seems like she will. (Too hot. Who will feed the cats? Who will water the garden? Daughter gets cross if I use the toilet at night. I am not well enough.) Sister's air con has been repaired and all Mother has to do is convince them that it needs to be switched on.
Little Jo is in the bath and is dreading what is about to happen. Curly haired kids hate having their hair washed. She has give the floating duck a good scrub and told the Robo Fish to get away when it went between her legs. Oh, shrieks, soap in the eyes. I better go.