Crushing salmonellosis is nothing for Canberra to be proud of but I was surprised when I looked at the figures today for salmonellosis notifications per 100,000 population by state and territory in Australia.
If you’d asked me before I moved to Canberra nearly ten years ago what I thought about public art. I’d have said, “…it’s a bloody waste of taxpayers’ money!”
I had no time for art in any form. I’d never really been interested in it.
I have no education in art and I’ve never read anything about art. I’ve certainly not picked up a book about art.
Hip hip hooray. I always feel a bit sad when Summer ends, especially in Canberra, it means any possibility of warmth and even a little humidity is effectively gone. The start of the footy season proper is a good day to take my mind off the discomfort of dry air.
Now when I refer to football, I’m referring to rugby league. The greatest game of all. Sure, we’ve had some preseason games, there’s been the big match between the Australian Indigenous team and the rest, there’s been the Nines and there has been the little series in the UK when our top teams from the last season get a little match fitness playing the English during the peak of their season.
So after a big day of food on Saturday (go back to lunch and dinner), Mum and Dad cooked a huge breakfast for me and the girls.
Mum and Dad both love cooking and they love sharing how much they love their kids and grandkids by cooking large quantities of food 😃
My youngest daughter will soon turn 16. We went out for dinner, celebrated over steaks and then had some cake.
Today I took Miss 15 and Ms 19 out to Sandgate for lunch. We went to the Sandgate Fishmonger and bought three pieces of battered cod, four potato scallops (not cakes), a serving or crumbed calamari and a large serving of really nice chips.
We also had the company of quite a few seagulls.
The Canberra Hospital staff tuck shop was offering this today for lunch. Normally I go for the seafood plate which is a piece of battered fish, a few crumbed prawns, a seafood stick and some other things that I’ve never really worked out but it’s all deep fried and it tastes good.
It’s pay day, which is always a good day.
It’s an especially good day when there are no bills in the post office box 😃
Last night I posted a photograph of my maternal grandfather, William Que Hee, on Instagram. I posted it after I’d written and dropped a podcast about the dream I had of Goong goong while eating on a cruise ship of all things.
This podcast is about a dream I had of my maternal grandfather. You can find the blog post at garydlum.com
Do you remember your dreams? I love dreaming. Dreaming is so enjoyable, mostly. Occasionally I have nightmares, but mostly I have pleasant dreams. I usually don’t remember what I’ve dreamt about unless it’s something really special.