Thursday, January 27, 2022

Wednesday Disaster

It was the last performance this Wednesday night for the musical Frozen. After two cancellations because of you know what, Ex Sis in Law, her oldest daughter with two of her three, Little Em and Little M, and the Hippie Niece's twins wanted an early dinner before the 6.30 showtime and asked if we would like to join them. No cooking tonight for Household Management! He leapt at the offer.

They called when they were well on their way and we caught the tram to town just after four and met them at about 4.30 at Betty's Burgers and Concrete Co. It was stinking hot, around 35 degrees and the air con at the cafe was not working. Had it just been R and myself, we would have walked out straight away. We sweated as everyone around us fanned themselves with a menu. At one point all the lighting went off for twenty seconds as I guess an attempt was made to reset the aircon.  Little Em was not her usual cheerful self and started to become unwell. She visited the toilet to no avail. Poor kid. She looked so sad and on the verge of tears.

After we ate we went outside where it felt a little better because there was a breeze. Humidity levels were high too. We hung about for a bit and the theatre doors opened. Although we weren't seeing the show, we went inside as well to cool off. Another toilet visit by Little Em but she was still unwell.

Little M's mother told her to not play with a barrier rope and Little M burst into tears. Amazingly the twins behaved impeccably. Maybe their hot tropical country genes make them more tolerant of heat.

Then in the quite grand foyer of Her Majesty's Little Em projectile vomited. Just two seconds afterwards before any of us could react a woman walked straight through the vomit, slipped and down on her bum she went. She wasn't so old and got up, seemingly unharmed but there will have to be a bruise.

Staff came from all directions and efficiently covered over the mess with some kind of absorbent powder and then started to use a hand brush and pan to clean up. No more than three minutes later, two St John's Ambulance staff were there. St John's is a terrific volunteer organisation who are often at large public events. I suppose it is predictable that there could be vomiting when there are hundreds of kids at an event. Later we heard they suggested Little Em the excitement and the heat had done her in. 

Well done Her Majesty's and St John's

As we trudged to the Bourke Street tram stop, R said 'pub, rest, cool down', so in we went. R had a beer and I had a gin and tonic. There were pokie machines. I won $10 and R's winning streak went on with a win of $50. The wins covered the cost of dinner. I can only continue to point out the benefits of gaming machines, especially for poor people who need to make some money. Fortunately for the benefit of the community, gaming companies make sure there is an abundance of gambling venues in poorer areas. 

A little refreshed we slowly walked down to Swanston Street to catch a tram home, walking because the Bourke Street tram service is hopelessly infrequent.

R collapsed on to the sofa and I fell into an arm chair, with our delicious cooling easing our discomfort.

As I thought, once Little Em threw up, she would feel better and photos posted on FB still pre show saw her looking much happier. 

We felt very English, having tea? at 5 o'clock and then later R made a supper of cheese and tomatoes on dry biscuits.

29 comments:

  1. I wouldn't have been walking outside in the heat and humidity for any reason whatsoever. Hopefully Little Em bounces back to normal, now that temperature is going down. Be well, everyone.

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    1. Hels, well it was so hot too in the cafe where we ate. See tomorrow's post.

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  2. What An Adventure There Boys - I Can Only Shake My Head As I Read Through The Roller Coast Of Events - But Thankful You Were Out And About To Witness It All - Enjoy The Upcoming Weekend

    Cheers

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    1. Padre, yeah. We have to keep trying for as long as we can.

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  3. How very kind of the community gaming companies to set up gaming machines in poorer areas so that poor people can win money to make their lives easier.

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  4. Fourth attempt. Echoing YP. I am hoping that blasted blogger will allow my comment through before I go out.
    I am with hels about walking in the heat and humidity.
    Poor Little Em (and poor woman who went down). Proof yet again though that the phrase 'better out than in' has its merits.
    I am glad that you could come home to delicious coolth.

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    1. EC, we tried as much as we could to travel on cool trams and the cafe was really unfortunate. I have complained to the business. I felt so bad for the woman who slipped. Fortunately not an old person.

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  5. A day you'll never forget.

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    1. Tasker, closet Covid call too to note if you read tomorrow's post.

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  6. Lol I can just hear my mother saying (as EC also did)…..”better out than in”….as she stood close enough to comfort the little one but far enough away for her comfort

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    1. Cathy, my often heard by me from Father, and usually was about an gas explosion. "Oh Dad, really. Did you have to".

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  7. Poor Little Em. They bounce back so quickly though.

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    1. Marie, she had good reason to be unwell if you read tomorrow's post. She has been fine since.

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  8. If I had gone with Sally and her mum we might have crossed paths! I hope they loved it as much as Sally did. It was a big night for littlies.
    I admire you and R supplementing your income. There should be more of it.

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    1. Caro, amazing. Be grateful you didn't. Two hours is too long for young children. Dun worry, we are both ultimately behind with games of chance.

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  9. 35 C with high humidity can be horrible. I hope she got to enjoy the show, and well done the St John (not St John's) people. Ahem!

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    1. Cro, it was horrible. We are more used to dry heat here. She did enjoy the show. I think I get your St John remark.

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  10. A cafe without airconditioning! Sounds ghastly, but you all seem to have managed well apart from Little Em, but the vomiting helped. Good to have the theatre people work so speedily to clean things up, I hope the lady who slipped didn't ruin her clothing.

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    1. River, it was ghastly. The woman who slipped was wearing jeans, so probably not too much of a problem. I hope she straight away washed her hands of viral infected vomit.

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  11. Oh, "Betty's Burgers and Concrete Co" Seems an odd combination. Is the concrete used to make the burgers? Do burned burgers get tossed into the concrete mix?

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    1. River, I don't get the name at all. We saw our first one in Manly in Sydney. It seems to be a franchise chain. Maybe concrete is super heated to cook the burgers on?

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    2. Maybe; like stone-baked pizzas.

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  12. Oh my god! What a day that was. You know the first thing I thought when I read that little M was not herself was 'That child is getting sick'. Slipping in vomit? Sounds like the woman's day was as bad as little M's!

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    1. Debby, I felt so bad about the woman. It was like a car crash happening in front of you and nothing you can do.

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  13. Eating in that kind of heat would make anyone feel unwell.

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    1. TP, yes, but it did turn out to be something bigger.

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  14. I hope you don't get it.

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