This week is turning out to be OK as tomorrow I have another interview, I would be very happy with either job.
I have started looking for buyers for some of Dad’s things, so far I have an approximate value for his taxidermied crocodile and a collector that may be interested in his beer collection, it’s a good start.
Now I have a confession to make, the other day I went into Adelaide by train and a young aboriginal male got into the same carriage. He made no attempt to validate a ticket and he looked quite scruffy, the stereotypical urban Aboriginal youth. I actually felt uneasy as he sat quite close to me.
Anyway his stop came before Adelaide and as he was about to get off the train he took a backwards step and to my surprise he was making way for an elderly lady to get on the train. I feel quite ashamed as I do not consider myself racist nor a bigot, but I judged this boy on the colour of his skin, and other than the train ticket he proved me wrong; I am truly sorry. By the way I have seen a lot of white Australians who do not validate their tickets.
Today I have been speaking to the company that hosts Graham’s Goodies and they have given me a few new marketing ideas to help get the business off the ground, ideas I hope to implement over the next few days.
Off to bed now so I can be fresh for tomorrow’s interview. Wish me luck.
I am quietly confident that today’s interview went well, I am down to the final 3 but won’t know anymore until mid next week, it will be a long wait.
After my interview I went to see Dad and my stepmother Joy. Joy has Alzheimer’s therefore Dad has made the painful decision to sell their home and move to a retirement village that also has a nursing home for when he can no longer look after Joy. Dad and I went for a drive so he could show me their new home, it is not far from their current address so the area is still familiar and their friends will still be close.
As you can imagine they have a lifetime of treasures that will not fit into their new home therefore some culling is required, this was the purpose of todays’ visit. Dad and I walked around and I took notes on the things he feels might be worth that something extra, and my mission is to research their value so he does not get ripped off. He is also planning quite a major garage sale.
I could not believe some of the things he showed me, some of which I have been looking at for years but they just don’t register until you have to do something with them. I am fortunate to be having the pianola so it can stay in the family but it is mind-blowing just how much else there is.
I feel terribly sorry for them both as neither wants to leave their home, but if nothing else Dad and Joy have both always been fairly practical and they realise they have little choice. The poor old bugger, that does not make it any easier for him.
He is also losing sleep as he had assumed that when his time came he would still be in that house and his wishes were that he be cremated and his ashes sprinkled under one of his fruit trees, that will now not be possible. That is one of the most bitter pills to swallow, it made me quite sad but I am glad we got to spend that time together and have a bit of a chat, I shall never forget it.
Tonight Brian and I attended a cocktail party in the Balcony Room at Parliament House. The function was given by the Liberal Party for new members and it was very enjoyable. As we arrived a little early we were led to the public gallery to see parliament in session.
During the function Isobel Redmond who is the leader of The Opposition Liberal Party in the SA Parliament gave a speech and she is really quite charismatic, she spoke beautifully. If all South Australians could hear her speak as openly and passionately as we did tonight the Liberals would be in power in South Australia.
We met a number of other Liberals MPs and all were very warm and friendly, and were particularly interested in our time as small business owners. In fact we had made the acquaintance of Adrian Pederick, the MP for Hammond and a shadow minister, during our time in Clayton Bay
The Balcony Room obviously has its name because it has a balcony, what most people don’t know is that the balcony was built so the early parliamentarians could monitor the sports scores at Adelaide Oval. When Don Dunstan built the Adelaide Festival Theatre that was no longer possible so the balcony is now used predominantly by smokers, how is that for some trivia.
As I was standing on the balcony I thought back to the time when the City Baths were on the site roughly where the Festival Theatre is, a bygone age when life so much simpler. If only it could be again.
Thank you to everyone that follows my blog and also to my Twitter followers, it is great to know that people are interested in what I write.
Chicken Tikka Masala for dinner tonight, on a bed of rice with steamed asparagus on the side. Both Brian and I thoroughly enjoyed it, we will do that one again. We have found a couple of other recipes we want to try out so beware those invited to our next dinner party, you will be the guinea pigs.
So it was Tyler dead on the beach, I told Brian weeks ago it would be him. For those living under a rock I am talking about Revenge, this show just gets better and better, now I can see how a second series will be possible.
I am also enjoying The Block, for four amateur decorators all four couples are doing an admirable job. It is getting to the nitty-gritty now, personalities are clashing which always makes things more interesting. My favourite couple is the brothers, they seem honest and down to earth, and they crack me up. My least favourite Dani, she is becoming a bit nasty.
I am one step closer to a job, I have an interview on Wednesday morning, and I am feeling very good about it, fingers crossed, legs crossed, everything crossed.
Better start going to bed a little earlier and get back into the swing of things.
Brian and I do not watch Masterchef, he is not really into reality shows but I am a junkie, particularly for cooking shows, anyway I watched the repeats today. They did a Yumcha challenge split into two teams and I have to say that the “Captain” of the Red team was not a very good sport. After relinquishing most of her role to another team member because she was not familiar with the cuisine, she then proceeded to stab that team member in the back when they lost. Not very Australian Deb.
Jessica Watson was finally put out of her misery on Dancing With The Stars tonight. As I have said previously I admire her for giving it a go but she was painful to watch, the poor girl has no rhythm and very little television presence. In saying that I congratulate her on receiving an Order of Australia Medal. I also think the judges were very hard on Johnny Ruffo, this kid can dance, he does have a presence, and he is very likable, I hope you go all the way Johnny.
I am afraid to say I had a bit of a laugh at Brian’s expense tonight. As Brian and I do not share television viewing tastes, particularly on a Sunday night, he went upstairs to do his thing whilst I did mine. When it became time for our tastes to combine again he came downstairs, sideways in a crab like fashion as his back was sore. Three steps from the bottom his back seized up and he was just stuck there, we both laughed and he finally made it back to the lounge, although it is really no joking matter.
A quote from The Secret, “Your current thoughts are creating your future life. What you think about the most or focus on the most will appear as your life. Your thoughts become things”.
This is the week I am going to land myself a job.
Dinner tonight was pork fillet stuffed with blue cheese and finger, that’s right finger. As I was slicing the pork fillets to stuff them I put a 20cm slice through my finger, that’s one way of getting Brian to cook. He is no Florence Nightingale but he did the best job he could dressing the wound, never any duct tape around when I need it. After all that dinner was a disaster, not Brian’s fault really, I think it was the finger.
After dinner we went to Mellissa’s 30th birthday party. Mellissa is the mother of my eldest grandson Cody. Kane and Kristin went as well so I got to see five of my grandchildren. We did not stay that long as Brian’s back was a bit sore tonight, must have been the after affect of cooking dinner.
The theme of the party was the 80s as Mellissa was born in 1982; Brian and I do not do themes so we went dressed as we would for any other party. I had to have a laugh as not long after we arrived one of Mellissa’s younger guests asked Brian if he came dressed as Buddy Holly. Lord knows who he thought I was.
Not a good night for the Adelaide Crows tonight but at least they were not really disgraced, you have to lose one now and then. Fingers crossed the loss will make them hungry for another win next week.
Off to bed now, I have to rest my finger 🙂
Tonight I thought I would watch the Eurovision Song Contest to fill in some time. The very first act was a guy from Montenegro, simply terrible, I won’t make that mistake again. I have to admit the second act from Iceland were better but I just could not get into it.
Julia Zemiro hosted a special in the lead up to the song contest where she travelled through Europe in a combi van interviewing past performers and winners, that was interesting. With the breakup of the USSR and Yugoslavia there are now so many more European countries to see.
Tonight’s dinner was poached smoked cod with a cheese sauce. Brian said it was the best fish meal I had ever done, I have to admit it was not bad.
My sister Carolyn phoned tonight and told me how much she enjoyed one of Blake’s recent wrestling shows, she said he is very talented, gets it from his father. High Risk Pro Wrestling is the name of his company, next time you see them advertised give it a go, it is a cheap night out and the kids love it. Good on you Son.