Welcome to Another Weekend Coffee Share!
How are you and how was your week?
Before you answer, how about you pull up a chair and I’ll wait on you hand and foot delivering up your choice of tea, coffee or Bonox. We can also get stuck into a packet of scrumptious Tim Tams. I know I’m not always the greatest host, and I’ve repeatedly nattered away without even asking how you’re going. So please make the most of the new me while it lasts.
The big development here this week is that our daughter, the inimitable Miss, went back to school on Wednesday going into Year 12, which is her final year at school. The start of the new school year is always a jolt. Holiday’s over. Time to face the music and get back to the real world. Or, at the very least, ensure she has a clean uniform and doesn’t run late on the first day. I ticked both of those boxes and much to my delight, she also agreed to have her photo taken before we took off. Could I be so lucky?!!
Returning to school, also means a return to dance.
I have to admit, I’m really looking forward to her getting her driver’s licence so I can hang up my taxi driver’s hat and stay glued on the couch.
Our son, JP, is still in holiday mode and having a trial run on a sound engineering job next Saturday night. We will be driving him to and from which means we’ll be picking him up from Wyong an hour away at 1.00am. So we’re really excited about him getting his driver’s licence too.
Meanwhile, I’ve been working flat out posting photos and accompanying stories from my three week stint house minding at Cremorne Point on Sydney Harbour. it’s taking a lot long than expected as I really jampacked a lot into some days and I’m doing multiple posts for these days. I am starting to wonder if I’ll ever get to the end. If you’d like to check out these posts, you can just scroll backwards from here.
While there are no doubt sports enthusiasts among you, I ended up watching an international ballet competition called the Prix de Lausanne through the week. Although Miss has been doing ballet for years, I’d never heard of the Prix de Lausanne, but my friend’s son was competing and I found myself rather enjoying and intrigued by the live stream. I don’t pretend to understand much about ballet, but I try. What I found interesting about this competition, is they also have classes and these are livestreamed so it allows dancers and teachers all around the world to tap into and absorb this expert advice and apply it to themselves. I was also delighted that another Australian dancer, Emily Sprout was competing and she did extremely well and was awarded a prize. Congratulations Emily! You can see her classical solo here if you’re interested.
Well that’s about it. So, now it’s over to you.
How are you?
This has been another Weekend Coffee Share, which is hosted by Natalie the Explorer.
I completely understand you can’t wait for Miss to get her driver’s license. I’m happy she started off the new school year on a positive note by at least having a clean univorm and not being late. Year 12 is so hard, so I’m wishing her lots of luck.
I’ve been following bits of the Prix de Lausanne too as there were two dancers from the New Zealand School of Dance there this year.
And I am enjoying your Sydney posts too!
Rowena, Thank you for your weekend coffee share and beautiful photos. Well done with your Sydney posts! I know it’s time consuming to write them up and attach photos. Have a great week ahead.
Nice update and thanks for the Tim Tams!
Thanks so much, Natalie. Determined to keep going posting about my holiday. I’ll be houseminding again for a week in April and I’m hoping to have these written up before then.
Hope you have you have a great week.
So exciting to hear you’ve been watching the Prix de Lausanne as well. I have wondered if I’m a bit t there watching it but it sort of d me in, especially with my friend’s son competing and there’s also Australian Emily Sprout who won a prize. Aren’t they good?!! I found the judges’ critiques throughout rather interesting. One thing I picked up was with the contemporary choreography each dancer was sent the same video to practice to and yet when they came to the Prix, every one was slightly different and that’s here some of those corrections came in. I thought that showed the difference between being human verses a robot.
Glad you’re enjoying my Sydney posts as there are still quite a few to come.
Thank you very much, Astrid.
Have we really known each other long enough for your youngest to – um – not look so young anymore?
I think I told you, or at least hope I did, that our girl has moved out to start the next big leg of her life-long dream to become a medical doctor. She’s now 3 time zones away and mom and I are empty nesters. Except for our youngest, who’s at least shares our time zone, we could have all 4 continental time zones covered with one of us, which sure complicates our sorta-weekly family zoom meetings.
On the other hand, no one is asking me to pick them up from things at 1am in the morning – ugh. The thought of that really betrays my age because I would of course do it for my kids – but I’d pay the price with profound naps the next day.
I’m running late again with my coffee share visits and if I’m really clever, I might find a way to spin it as leaving the best for last. Would that work?
All the best.