Dear Aunt Hortence,
Well, the patterns of interesting things happening while I am out of the country continues – yesterday Auckland suffered a light dusting of ice-like snow in the early part of the afternoon. First time in something like 76, 74, 80, 100 or 38 years (depending on which report you read with your cornflakes this morning). At time of said dusting, I was eating a late brunch / early lunch at Cumulus Inc. in Melbourne – by the way, do try the shakshoula which is very good.
Naturally, this tremendous weather made absolutely no impact in the Australian media which seems to be concerned with more domestic matters. Unfortunately, my topical amnesia prevents me from relating just what they were but I did note that Julia Gillard’s popularity had slightly increased and Tony Abbott’s popularity had decreased although whether this was a definitive shift or not is impossible to say.
At least I managed to head down to Hosier Lane and take a few pics of the graffiti art and the lightboxes there which I think are quite pretty. Amazing what a difference a decent camera can make (although I am not suggesting that the old one was not decent – just that this is better in some technical respects). I like the blue ‘lightbox’ painting best.
Bizarre event of the trip – woman comes of David Jones with mirror in her hand and asks a random passer-by if he could tell whether one side of her face was better than the other. The poor gent (quite a character, I must say, we struck up a short conversation shortly after as this bizarro incident happened right in front of me) deflected these questions with a ‘sorry, I can’t tell’ but you look good’ which was sincere enough but of course the old bat must be desperately trying any regeneration solution on the market – we both agreed that she was beyond all hope with what she had in the face department. It was rather funny.
M’s dinner parties continue to scare and bore me silly – the conversation gets rather tedious and to keep my sanity intact, I am happy to act as wine waiter for much of the evening before being called on to perform a piece or two on the piano without prior warning – I am out of practice as usual but having an interesting time trying to learn a new thing or two. It is frustratingly desperate as it is desperately frustrating. But it is sometimes enjoyable so am working to find the good spots, not the throw-your-toys-out-the-cot bad spots. Perseverance is the key. Must. Try. Harder.
All for now. Best wishes to Uncle Dmitri Alekseyevich and Cousins Subject, Object and Verb. Snow detectors are officially ‘on’.