Which is why the Anywhere Theatre Festival is such a good idea. It takes theatre and performs it anywhere. A story set in a pub might be performed in a pub. Same deal with a church, a private home or a shop.
These are site specific but it might not be. It might just be an available space with room for a performer and an audience. Tonight's Anywhere Theatre Show was in a gin distillery. The Middle Room was set in a family home but there was enough of the domestic to create the illusion ... it was awesome. It was also the very last show of the festival. Safe to say the festival finished with a bang
I guess that's a job for a handyman because our combined DIY skills are zero. But I'll wait until the wind speed drops which will hopefully be well before August.
Okay, I exaggerate ... but only a bit. I had a meeting with Centrelink and these never fail to totally do my head in.
Centrelink is a mystical place where normal conventions don't seem to apply and the characters around seem to have been drawn from a fantasy novel or horror story or both.
But today, finally, I think the tragic case of the suspended disability support pension may have been solved. For now. Fingers crossed.
To be fair, I don't really like football of any code at any level but of all the competitions, the annual Queensland versus New South Wales slugfest is my least favourite.
Basically, it's the hysteria that goes with it that drives me mad. Premiers promising to fly the opposition's flag from a bridge if their team loses the three game competition.
All this talk about the state's pride being on the line and the State against State, Mate against Mate narrative. What utter nonsense. It's a football match.
So every year I find something else to do, anything else to do. Tonight I changed the bed linen.
In any event, I feel there is no escaping it. Someone, somewhere in the house will be watching and their reactions will carry to even the most conscientious objector.
We lost. I don't care. Yay me.
If there are weather gods (plural), today they were like squabbling siblings. One wanter torrential rain, another wanted clear skies and they kept battling it out to achieve dominance.
If it looked clear enough to embark on a walk, the rain would start again in earnest before I had time to grab the lead.
During one particularly unpleasant downpour, I simply went to bed. The dogs followed because they are good like that.
We didn't get to the beach but we did get a big walk around the block and we got home without getting wet so yay us.
A few rounds of hall ball supplemented the walk to help wear Kodak out.
Tomorrow, with luck, we will be back on the sand even if it means me wearing a raincoat
Winter! Are you kidding me? Today the weather was divine. Warm, calm, clear. Not a breath of wind. It was paradise. This is what living the ...
