One early morning start, an excellent on day conference listening to Ligon Duncan, wonderful transfers to and from Tullamarine to Box Hill courtesy of John Wilson and Paul and Carol Seiler, the second of two plane trips and a semi-dodgy airport shuttle sees me at the Sebel in Surry Hills. A good night’s sleep, then …
This made us all laugh. Laugh in that ‘Yeah, that pretty much sums it up for me…’ sort of way. source
Going away for four nights in Adelaide tomorrow. It meant treating Monday as Tuesday, so I can treat Tuesday as Monday and enjoy a leisurely day driving up. (As leisurely as any drive to Adelaide gets, anyway.) I am incapable of packing light. My grandson Elijah found this amusing, by the way.
Thirty years ago, on July 9 1983, the fellow in the photo is standing next to the loveliest person he’d ever met. Over the next thirty years he’s still never met anyone more lovely, and yet she’s grown lovelier still. What would the occasion be without some music? I’ve posted these before, first Andrew Peterson’s …
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