Life has gone on since we returned from our campervan trip. Thursday we returned the van and there was no damage. Oddly we were not asked if there were any issues with the van. I pointed them out, nevertheless. The sat nav voice stopped working, at times a blessing, and the water pump had pretty well failed.
Friday was my birthday and while the Face Book good wishes were wonderful, I am turning off birthday notifications for next year, especially as it will be a significant birthday. I think I turn 30 but that may not be quite correct. It was a busy but achieving day, with the barbeque gas bottle replaced, the car washed and emergency shopping done.
Friday night we had a pub meal with two friends and then went to see Jesus Christ Superstar at the National Theatre. I had not seen the musical before but I have had enough of a religious education to guess the ending. Jesus was made dead. The National Theatre is dowdy and old, with peeling paint and badly needs a restoration. But money has been spent on lighting and the sound system, and behind the stage. The show was ok, the performers, music, lighting and sound quite flawless. The script was mostly the original but with the clever addition of a more recent European turmoil, as an analogy I guess. My only criticism is too much movement of staging props. It was distracting. Instead of paying perhaps $140 to see a big city musical, the cost was around $50, terrific value. Praise to the CLOC Musical Theatre Company who entertained all the poofs and old grey hairs.
Saturday was a late start and fresh food shopping. We had a late afternoon visit to our travel agent for next year's holiday. R cooked a shoulder of roast lamb for dinner and it was lovely. Unfortunately the gap between pre dinner drinks and the meal was a bit too long and wine was involved. After dinner I went to sit at the computer and ended up flat on my arse on the floor and in shock. I was ok but mystified as to what had happened as I sat on the floor with R asking if I was ok. R said, I must have sat on the edge of the chair, not properly on the chair. No damage done, apart from pride and dignity. I was so puzzled as to why I had fallen onto the floor. I was perhaps a little tipsy but certainly not drunk.
Sunday was my family birthday celebration at the Franger (Frankston) RSL. It is a great place for such an event and convenient for most to attend, especially us with it being only a 50 minute drive away. Relationship with Sister and Bone Doctor seems ok, after I sent Bone Doctor as testy sms.
Seventeen family were there seated, not including the Little M and Little Em, who did not need their own seats. Fire Fighting Niece is now Hospital Service Niece and while we already knew because of FB video call when we were away, she made the announcement that she is going to have coffee coloured twins by her on and off again Cook Islander partner. There was a possibility that the twins could be Irish, from her recent visit to Europe and Great Britain, but that has now been discounted. Coffee coloured will be good, but red headed Irish with the gift of the gab would be good too. Only privately are the family worried about her future with twins and her future with the Islander bloke. As I say to family, it could be worse. He barely drinks, I think his family is Mormon, he seldom smokes, he has a good work ethic and is not a party animal and doesn't do drugs. Brightest spark in the fire? Not really.
We went from the club back to Tradie Brother's place who had a terrific spread, that no-one could eat after lunch. His platonic female friend gave me a scratchie lotto ticket for my birthday and I won $2, which today I turned into $5 by buying another ticket with the $2 win. Double your money and leave the gambling table is my motto. I am not saying he is ahead with his modest gambling, but R won $120 at the club pokie machines. Tradie Brother has a chook called Thelma, a dog called Cobber and corella called Betty. Thelma and Cobber sleep together.
Mother rang early for her at 10, Monday morning. One of her power circuit breakers has been tripping and she just resets it but it would not last night and kept tripping. Water has gotten into her wiring somewhere and she asked me to find a phone number for ABI Brother's cricket mate electrician. I did so and the electrician's underling visited and fixed the problem, we hope, for $100 if Mother paid cash. She did. Very reasonable and the sparkie acted like he cared.
I accidentally threw out my second pair of jeans a while ago, so I have been surviving for a time with one pair of jeans. After three weeks without a wash and travelling, something had to be done. I bought a new pair of black Levis 504 for $79 at Myer department store while the Levi shop was selling them for $109. Tooth brush heads, six for $25 at the Shaver Shop was better than Chemist Warehouse with four for $26. A new brand of hand cleanser has appeared at CW, for $2. I am quite good at looking after the pence, but perhaps not so good with the pounds.