Well, after nearly thirty months of living alone I finally summoned the courage to tackle an issue that has been preying on my mind.
Plug in the set top box.
Its been sitting there, staring at me ever since I moved in over two and half years ago. Unplugged, unloved, useless.
So, after carefully studying the manual, which I had dutifully held onto, I concluded that the author had never ever seen the business end of the wretched appliances I was staring at, let alone actually tried to
A night at the ballet!
Well, I took the opportunity to go with one of our WLs and I really enjoyed myself. I sincerely hope she did too. Opening Night, Triple Bill, supper to follow.
And it went smoothly indeed.
The stand out performance was bella figura, first time I'd ever seen topless ballet dancers on the State Theatre stage. The music was enjoyable, the movement of the dancers was just sensational. Contrary to my companion's initial opinion the ballerinas really were topless. N
The Australian Ballet Company's Opening Night entitled Icons last night was excellent.
My seats were in row F, nice and close to the orchestra pit, but annoyingly not quite in the centre.
The three parts of the performance were, The Display, Gemini and Beyond Twelve were each a sight to behold and yet completely different to each other.
The Display is an australian story about young love in the forest, whereby a group of picknickers are infiltrated by a stranger who immediately takes
Well one of the benefits of being a bit wacky is one gets to dine in subtlely different places. For the past several years, I have enjoyed the immense pleasure of dining at The Tripe Club if Victoria held at the RACV Club in Melbourne.
Now, tripe may not be to everyone's liking. The mere thought of eating the lining of sheep, pig or cattle stomach may curiously turn some people off. Fine, more left for the rest of us. Today's entre was Madras curried honeycomb tripe with lentils soup. Delici