I'm almost afraid to turn the news on nowadays in case there's been another catastrophe somewhere in the world. Mind you, when I got back home last night after a few days in Goulburn and Canberra with my sister and niece, I heard Sydney had had six weeks' rain in a day! (I had wondered why the train I got into at Central had running water!) Philip had had to pump several centimetres out of the pool as it was close to overflowing. Amazing.
The lovely ball in the top pic hangs in the air outside the National Gallery where we saw the Ballets Russes costume exhibition. http://nga.gov.au/Exhibition/BalletsRusses/An electrician is here right now, doing the work for my new kitchen (which might go in tomorrow). He's on his mobile, speaking a language I can't even identify. Makes me think of the other day when I was in a new suburb - well new for me - looking for Spotlight (a fabric/curtain/etc shop). I couldn't find it for over an hour and desperately needed a toilet, so drove into the local HUGE shopping centre where I hoped I'd find a toilet and directions to Spotlight. There were two women in the lift, so I asked them but neither could speak English. The first four women in the toilet couldn't speak English, either! Fortunately the fifth one to come along could. That is a bit unnerving...
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This made me laugh Diane, when Philip was in Heathrow awaiting a flight to NZ it took him 25 minutes to order food as none of the assistants could understand - he said they were very helpful and smiley but kept bringing him things he did not want.
We have a CENSUS in our country this w/e and the forms have arrived which you can request in one of 56 languages! We are a shrinking world. xx
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