Well it is so good to be home again after such a busy and eventful week. The day I left it was my 75th birthday, and my son's wife had a lovely little pile of goodies all wrapped beautifully, sitting on my bed, which included a whole lot of skin and facial lotions and potions...(well we can all live in hope eh)
Included also was a new portrait of my lovely "grandchildren"...the puppies.
This all meant a celebration, and what better way to do so than drinkies by the pool.
After a day recuperating Son and I headed off to Melbourne to attend a grandaughter's wedding, leaving his wife in charge of the puppies.
Neil took great delight in telling everyone he had claw marks on his arms where I held onto him during takeoff. My flying experiences are very limited and the take-off is a very scary thing. To say nothing of the bumpy landing on the way home. I slept most of the way home only to wake when the plane made a turn to come into the runway. Looked out the window to see water....we had come in from the ocean side of the coast.....very scary I can tell you. All I could think of was that we did not fall out of the sky until we got over land. I have decided the actual flight is ok just dont like going up and down.
Mother of the bride collected us from the airport, and we went home to a party barbecue where I was able to meet 2 grandaughters who I have not seen for a long time. Also got to meet my lovely little great grandsons. They even had a cake and candles for my birthday so I got to celebrate twice.
We were told the Melbourne weather was going to be warm, but instead were greeted by typical Melbourne weather....wet and cold. It was such a shock to our systems when we walked out of the terminal into the freezing wind. If that is their idea of warm I would hate to live there when it is cold.
We were told the Melbourne weather was going to be warm, but instead were greeted by typical Melbourne weather....wet and cold. It was such a shock to our systems when we walked out of the terminal into the freezing wind. If that is their idea of warm I would hate to live there when it is cold.
The day of the wedding did not improve, but managed to ease off at the right times for the bride to arrive and depart the church.
Halfway across Melbourne on the way to the church, I remembered that I had forgotten my camera and my phone....damn!.....too far away to go back for...so the only photos I have are what I took on the Friday night, and those I stole from Facebook.
I will finish off with my tale of woe:
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| Hayden, Lachlans brother, the second page boy |
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| Nana with Lachlan great grandson and one of the page boys wearing his new motor cycle gloves. He rides a peewee bike and is fearless |
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| With son Neil and daughter Kim |
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| Mr and Mrs Roche |
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| Rach with brothers Tom and Brent with Lachie climbing a tree in the background |
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| Two lovely grandaughters, Rachael and Misty |
While I was getting my clutch bag ready I was shocked when the gold frame round the flap came off in my hand....so I very carefully replaced it and hoped i for the best...no time to shop ....this was when I should have put my phone and camera in the bag.
On the way out to the car I had a tiny slip on the wet path but took no notice as I did not actually fall. Because it was raining lightly when we arrived at the church we were able to go inside and stand at the back. It was a very old building and I felt myself sinking into the floorboards. I said I thought the floorboards were rotten, and discovered I was leaving holes in the wood. On inspection of my shoes saw that both the soles had come off the heels when I slipped and all I had were two round balls sticking down from the heels.....yikes.
It is a while since I have had to walk around on tip toe but managed it as elegantly as possible. Thank goodness the reception venue floor was tiled.....hope I did not leave any scratches.
That is not the finish......made a quick dash to the bathroom before the bride arrived, and succeeded in tearing a hole in my new pantyhose that I had paid a fortune for......so was beginning to ask myself whether I should have gone or not, when blow me down my ex husband who I had been told was not invited walked into the church.........that really took the icing off the cake!!!
Son Neil put a lot of photos from his camera onto a memory stick I had, only to discover when I got home to my own computer that it would not fit into any of the usb ports at all......damn!!! not my week it seems.
On the way out to the car I had a tiny slip on the wet path but took no notice as I did not actually fall. Because it was raining lightly when we arrived at the church we were able to go inside and stand at the back. It was a very old building and I felt myself sinking into the floorboards. I said I thought the floorboards were rotten, and discovered I was leaving holes in the wood. On inspection of my shoes saw that both the soles had come off the heels when I slipped and all I had were two round balls sticking down from the heels.....yikes.
It is a while since I have had to walk around on tip toe but managed it as elegantly as possible. Thank goodness the reception venue floor was tiled.....hope I did not leave any scratches.
That is not the finish......made a quick dash to the bathroom before the bride arrived, and succeeded in tearing a hole in my new pantyhose that I had paid a fortune for......so was beginning to ask myself whether I should have gone or not, when blow me down my ex husband who I had been told was not invited walked into the church.........that really took the icing off the cake!!!
Son Neil put a lot of photos from his camera onto a memory stick I had, only to discover when I got home to my own computer that it would not fit into any of the usb ports at all......damn!!! not my week it seems.
