life in Tribes

Had to hurry home from work on Thursday to get to the school for Presentation 2014.

I am so pleased to be associated with this school via my maths tutoring.  It was a  great show not unlike the Olympics Opening Ceremony and possibly as long.  I left at 9.30pm because Steve was waiting so we could have dinner together.  Friday night was The Parade.  What fun!!!

I'd never seen so many people on the Vicary Street, the main drag.  I have some dissatisfactions with Triabunna and one of them is you never see people on the streets.  Except on Christmas Parade night.

Sis was a little miffed that Evie, the Ambulance Dog, got to participate.

From Vicary Street they followed the Esplanade and then re-emerged in our street.

And passed our house.

 Then back to Vicary Street and the paddock at the back of the pub for carols and concert.

Though Evie looked as though she'd be happy to stay at our place for a while.

Harvest

Friday evening Steve and I walked to the school (15 Melbourne Street) harvest festival.  Now this is how it should be done.  Usual Christmas things, lucky dips but also local produce, wines, fish and chips, mussels and oyster plates.  I had a glass of bubbly and oysters prepared 6 ways: won ton, sushi style, natural, mango salsa, salmon and sour cream, soy and ginger.  Fabulous.  The natural was like leaping into a big wave.

Back at 13 Melbourne Street we are in mushroom production.  Such lovely plump little numbers.  Enough for a good feed each day - in fact I must get some now while Steve is doing a sausage sizzle for lunch.  So, quickly, on our walk to fetch the paper yesterday, Sis and I grazed on delicious cherry plums - more cherry than plum, and samphire.  Well actually I feasted, Sis wasn't so keen.  On our second walk to the shop I discovered a fig tree with fruit...

A book and its body.

I have also just finished Nana, apparently one of Steve's Mum's favourites.  The print is tiny and it was a hard slog but I thoroughly enjoyed it.  The book fell to pieces as I turned the pages - a bit like Nana.  This is a deliciously lurid cover.  The woman's face on the cover reminds me of Miss Pat - some of you may concur.  Not that I ever saw Pat with this hairstyle, though many, many others.