Today was the first time I saw this apparatus on which a coffin is placed in order to be lowered into a grave.
Apparently it’s safer that the ground-level apparatus they formerly used.
I suppose the big city cemeteries have been using these for years.
(I imagine they’d also hinder any folk who might be inclined to want to jump in the grave after the coffin as well.)
Mount Gambier’s record maximum is 44.1 degrees Celsius. (In 2014, I think I was doing a graveside commital that afternoon)
Today we’ve reached 44.0.
Close.
Why won’t people put their trolleys in the bay with the same sorts of trolleys?
Some days I sort them out.
If I was writing ‘Dante’s Inferno’ this would rate a special level in Hell.
Metro Cafe in Mount Gambier has a dvd of An American In Paris (sound on mute) playing on their tv pretty much endlessly.
I’ve never seen them show any other dvd, and it’s either the dvd menu or the movie itself showing, no matter the time of day.
Outdoor walk in a spring frost in Mount Gambier.
Lulled into a false sense of security after my time in Queensland I didn’t wear my gloves.
It took twenty minutes after I got home for proper feeling to return to my hands.
This looks like a snap compared to Mount Gambier’s notorious Jubilee Highway – Pick Avenue Intersection.
Among the seventy or so new emoji that will be released later this year, there is an official one in honour of our town, Mount Gambier.
The emoji people aren’t exactly identifying it as such, but it’s pretty obvious.
