Monday 30th September
Lynda, took me for coffee today. Goodness knows I needed a break and a new face and new outlook and a coffee made by somebody else. She took me to the Beach Café at Labrador and although the wind was blowing a gale we took a seat at the back and avoided the wind. I was introduced to a Piccolo Latte. Now for somebody who always orders a Capuccino or occasionally a short black, this was an adventure for me. This is like a baby latte in a 100 ml glass. It is as you can imagine a more intense coffee flavour and when ordering, it is best to ask for extra hot. We enjoyed the coffee so much and along with intense conversation and laughs we ordered another. Next time Lynda wants me to try an Afogatto. Espresso over ice cream.
Tuesday 1st October
More pebble sorting today.
I also visited the gastroenterologist who is pleased with my weight loss and wants me to lose more. The bad news is I will probably always have a bit of a belly although I may need a smaller trouser size. What he is trying to achieve is a reduction in my fatty liver to an acceptable level.
Sharon called around she is having eye surgery tomorrow and although she has somebody to drive her has asked that I take her to the follow up visit to the specialist next week. I offered to put in her eye drops but she has other neighbours to do that.
Wednesday 2nd October
Lynda called around today with a big load of plants for my back garden. Where I had intended a basic, perhaps stark, succulent garden, she saw the need for lots of succulents some in pots some in the ground. She took over as gardener for the afternoon. I kept busy sorting pebbles.
Thursday 3rd October
I took a break from sorting pebbles today. Instead, I started painting a trellis I bought for the back garden. Once painted I will then weave white venetian blind slats through the uprights to give it a basket weave pattern.
The garden area is coming together nicely so I will be pleased when it is finished and I can take some photos.
Friday 4th October
Coffee at the usual time then off for a walk along the beach. Luckily I finished the walk before the strong blustery winds came along. Today I paid the $2.20 fee to walk on the Sand Pumping Jetty.
It gives an entirely different outlook of Surfers Paradise and the board riders are just below.
Saturday 5th October
The day started with predicted brilliant sunshine but by midday a cold windy front moved in along with clouds. The temperature dropped quickly.
I have 90% finished painting the trellis and called on Lynda and Ngyrie (I hope that is the way it is spelled) to help me weave the venetian slats through the trellis. It was a three person job. After that was finished they held the frame in place while I screwed it to the Colourbond fence panels. I do like the look of it even if I do say so myself. Only a bit more finishing off and I can take a photo of the finished yard.
Tonight I travelled with Graham to the Woongoolba Hall, in the middle of the sugar cane fields near Jacobs Well.
We met the other Rock and Rollers for the monthly dance. I was told a funny story – not sure if it’s true – worth repeating here. The Woongoolba Hall where the monthly dance is held is basically in the middle of nowhere surrounded by sugar cane fields. The story goes something like this.
“A young cowboy dressed in his jeans and worn boots, sleeves rolled up with his mangy, sweat stained, dusty, chewed, Akubra perched on his head. He was dressed in all R M Williams gear. The band was in full swing playing country music and dancers were crammed on the floor. During a break in the music he was asked. “Isn’t this just a great dance venue?” Dancin’ be buggered, he replied, “where else can ya get all ya can eat for $10?”
A woman sitting across from me is Transplant Coi-ordinator based in Sydney. She needs to get away from Sydney every few weeks to relax. She comes to the dances with her local boyfriend. It was interesting to hear part of her territory was the Prince of Wales Hospital where my daughter Averyl had her kidney transplant.
Once you see the spread of food put on by the social committee for this rural community hall you can understand the reason for the story.
We had a good night and apart from doing several line dances a couple of ladies asked me to dance. I was only slightly disappointed as those I wanted to dance with were busy.
All was OK as they approached later and told me they will dance with me at our Rock and Roll night in two weeks.
Sunday 6th October
I started the day with painting the trellis. At least it is 99% completed and I have achieved a rustic look.
In the afternoon I drove to Surfers Paradise and then caught a bus to Nobby’s Beach. I planned to travel light without the camera, figuring I would put the A30 to a test of its capabilities. Besides I expected to do a lot of walking and did not want the weight, bulk and responsibility of a large camera in what I expected would be crowded conditions. I had asked a few people from my village if they wanted to join me on a Brazillian adventure but they all passed.
I came to Nobby’s Beach to see the Street Festival featuring a Brazillian theme. http://www.mygc.com.au/gold-coast-events/nobbys-street-fiesta-2019/
Really there is only so much one can take watching scantily clad Brazillian beauties with lovely figures, tanned skin and big…smiles. The drummers were relentlessly playing the same beat and I actually got tired of watching the dancers shaking their various body parts.
I tried using the A30 to take photos but I would rather use my camera.
Next came a troupe of Salsa dancers and once again there is a limit to what I can take. Constant drumming and the same tired smiles on the faces of dancers and a crowd cheering the dancers. Of course there was an announcer who is constantly revving up the crowd and his perpetual frozen smile and non- infectious enthusiasm was a bit annoying. The beat seemed rhythmic and maybe seductive but I must be getting prejudiced. I would rather a Rock and Roll beat.
The promised street food vendors were in short supply and I was a bit disappointed that tacos and nachos etc were being served but not typical Brazillian food. How can they say Brazillian street food when all they have is Mexican food?
All in all I was a bit underwhelmed by the lack of scale and the little that was on offer.
I wandered into a crowded noisy foodie place which by now were having happy hour and I wanted to be out of the sun, somewhere in the shade and somewhere I could sit for awhile. I ordered a Lick Your Lips Spritzer (Which is a refreshing sparkling drink – and here is the recipe https://paleoglutenfreeguy.com/limoncello-spritz/ ) and a seafood pizza.
Seafood??? Yep somewhere on the pizza was a couple of pieces of anchovie and I am sure there was a piece of Calamari somewhere. That said, it was very filling and I passed on the offer to put the leftovers in a doggy bag. I had had enough. The spritzer on the other hand was really refreshing but I declined a second helping. I think I will be making these as a signature drink whenever I have visitors.
Nobby’s Beach was once the site of Magic Mountain a theme park which had a castle at the top of the hill, a chair lift and a water slide all the way down https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magic_Mountain,_Nobby_Beach I feel fortunate that I was able to go to Magic Mountain, in it’s heyday along with my daughters during its 30 year lifespan. Somewhere packed away in a box held by my daughter Averyl are a couple of photos taken from a castle turret.
I left the street festival and wandered up to the beach and tossed an imaginary coin. Heads I walk to Broadbeach along the sand or tails catch the bus.
The tall buildings look so close but 5 Klms later I finally reached Broadbeach and wanted to rest again. I caught the “G”, the light rail through to Surfers Paradise and visited the Surfers Paradise RSL which I joined a month ago, finally collecting my membership card. The Sydney NRL grand final would be telecast on the big screen and here I was with a new membership card in my pocket. I had a rum and coke and nursed it while watching the grand final. The crowd was noisy, The Roosters won and it was late. I found i30 and was home after 9pm, tired and ready for bed.
Oops thats when I found the text message on my phone. I was supposed to play table tennis with Jenny at the clubhouse at 7pm.