That was followed quickly by our 33rd wedding anniversary. It fell on a Fri and we had the day to do something special but in the end just relaxed at home. Planned to share a special dinner after the working week but that hasn't happened yet either. There is a new Taiwanese Bistro that opens tonight just around the corner so we will give that a try. Should be auspicious attending on opening night, don't you think? Bit like being the lucky first customer of the day.
Finally there was Mother's Day on Sunday, and since we were working it didn't occur to us that this would be celebrated, but we were wrong. Colleagues at work arranged for chocolates and cake to be waiting for the Mums when they arrived. Of course we were obliged to share them, so maybe that had something to do with the motivation. The chocolate certainly helped get through the last of the parent teacher interviews. Both boys have been in touch this week, the newly weds are nesting at Koolpinyah and Ali has had a lovely time with Adrian and his 2 dogs.
On Sunday evening we were invited to the New Everest Kitchen in Little India for a Nepalese - Northern Indian meal. The most amazing thing about the evening was getting out of the MRT at Little India and finding ourselves in a moving mass of Indian men. Bianca had told us that Sunday evening is amazing down there and as a young blonde she had felt quite uneasy. Even though I was one of only a handful of women in the street I felt not at all threatened as everyone was peaceful and cheerful. Maybe it also had something to do with my age and Eric's company! Its traditionally the time all the Indian men step out to relax and socialize with one another, and the only time when the construction workers get time off. Even forewarned, we weren't expecting this crowd.
Peter, as leader of the Nepal trekking group, is very keen for us to commit but we keep deferring. We were never going to let that interfere with an opportunity to enjoy good food though. He also contributed champagne and chocolates since it was Mother's Day.
Today I have sent a fax to the orthopaedic surgeon in Darwin asking if he could recommend one here, just on the off chance we do consider going. I would need another Synvisc injection if that is available.
Peter sent us this picture of Gudel Village in Nepal where he and others have been supporting a school over the last 10 years.
This week the walkers began their walk at Kent Ridge Park, the far end of the Southern Ranges Walk and made their way back to VivoCity. It was only a very select group this week, going out to dinner the night before might have been just too much for some. We walked for just on 2 hours in, or above, the forest on the canopy walkways not once crossing a street at street level. I can't believe the cost of putting in these connected paths and am so pleased we get to use them on a Monday when everyone else is at work. The highlight for the birdwatchers among us this week was sighting an olive backed woodpecker.
Today we ventured just a couple of blocks up the street to the 'Helping Hand' which was founded in the 80s as a Christian half-way house for the rehabilitation of ex-drug addicts and as of 2006, they opened their doors to all ex-offenders. They have a number of rehab programs in place and one is importation of teak furniture from Indonesia for 'direct to the public' sale. We picked up a nice little folding table much like the one so admired by our fellow drinkers at the Brinkin Drinkin' sessions. Now we feel even more at home here in Serangoon.
We are expecting Graham and Villa to arrive tomorrow on their way back from Holland. Graeme taught at Dixon's Creek Primary School and then Healesville High for many years and lived with the Caddy family for about 8 of them I think. In many ways he was like an other older brother for Col, Jude and I while also our teacher. They are staying on Orchard Rd and we will meet up on Thursday. We are also excited about the prospect of Keith and Maree Meillor visiting in September. We call them our Butterworth friends as we have camped with them many times over the years at Butterworth reunions, although we never did live in Butterworth at the same time. Have to keep reminding ourselves of that as the stories keep getting repeated and embellished over the years.
Did you notice we get more visitors here, than we did in the NT!
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