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Day 226

Written 8 November, 2020.   Biden has won the US elections, suddenly decided because of the huge number of votes in Pennsylvania.  We cried in relief for them though his beautiful speech, where he said his first task would be to deal with the pandemic which has ravaged the world but particularly the US- now… Continue reading…

Day 223

Written November 5, 2020.   The US virus election continues: As the postal votes began to be counted, the tide began to turn, for Biden had encouraged his followers to post their votes, for safety’s sake…. but Donald Trump claimed it was fraudulent to cote late votes, even those postmarked before the elections closed, and… Continue reading…

Dad 222

Written 4 November 2020   America’s election day, after Trump has ignored the virus all year- for 221 or more days – and today 102,000 new cases in the US per day, while their hospitals are too full of sick and dying people. Yesterday we came back from the city, darling K ensconced in her… Continue reading…

Day 214

Written 27 October, 2020. Why are you doing this? asked GG. His phone will be ruined by  now. But I told T I would. And, I have to admit, I still can’t turn down an adventure. I remember in a tv series about an old age home, the matron said she had some ninety year… Continue reading…

Day 213

Written 27 October, 2020.   Melbourne had no new cases yesterday so today they’re out of lockdown. Even though I’m not in Melbourne, and only go to Melbourne at Christmas to GG’s darling relatives, I sobbed with relief. And pride. It’s the only place in the world where they did it, from 750 cases in… Continue reading…

Day 212

Written 26 October, 2020.   Today, I burst into tears as I read that now 225,000 American have died of the virus. I’m weeping for that unnecessary loss of life. All those families mourning, forever blighted. The White House proclaimed a few hours ago that it’s given up on containing the virus. it’ll concentrate on… Continue reading…

Day 207

Written 18 October, 2020.   The problem was, we were coming from the city again and I insisted we stop at a twice-a-year plant sale I’d heard about on Gardening Australia, one of the few TV shows I’m addicted to- addiction to a gardening show makes me blush for my youth when I scorned such… Continue reading…

Day 201

Written 11 October, 2020.   I went out to see what the fuss was about, and found magpies frightening away a baby goanna from  their chicks.   We’ve now had a week of Charmain  Solomon’s Complete Vegetarian Cookbook, along with Claudia Roden’s A Book of Middle Eastern Food and Wilson, Goode and Kaylos’s Greek Australian Cookbook… Continue reading…

Day 196

Written 7 October, 2020. Last night as i walked on the track back to home, J  and S leant over their balcony and mentioned that our neighbour at the up-creek end, C, was getting rid of his old water tank, and it’d make a huge garden pot. Would I like it? Yes. I have a… Continue reading…

Day 195

Written 5 October, 2020.   At last we’re leaving the city on the way to the bay. At Aldi’s, because I’ve decided to make us vegetarians to save my heart,  we buy every sort of vegetable they have- purple eggplants, two sorts of tomatoes, zucchini, red and yellow capsicums, big brown mushrooms, cabbage, golden halves… Continue reading…