Living local

Living local is a necessity with a dog but no car.  Walking everywhere is required when dogs are forbidden on public transport. Fortunately Bellerive is an interesting place to live.

A milepost !! where Wentworth and Clarence Streets intersect

egg and bacon pie from former Gough's Butchery

I also tried to re-create a potato, strawberry and mint salad I had in a pub in England many years ago.

The Bellerive Community Arts Centre 50 years celebration:

the wonderful and long-retired Robin Pulford who played such a big role in helping us to establish the Bellerive Historical Society back in the days when council supported  history

also long retired the dynamo Marjorie Luck, Community Arts Officer and  huge supporter of the creation of the Bellerive Historical Society

the 99 year old man who established the Bonsai Society from the Community Arts Centre back in the day

note glasses and print size - where's there a will...

my favourite artworks on the day - almost inspired me to re-explore embroidery...

All this time, the wonderful Jilly Pup had been waiting patiently outside.  She was rewarded with cake and a visit from some of the ladies.

Then we rambled downhill to the Boardwalk, one of Jill's favourite places.

I bought a calamari souvlaki, Jill did a lot of sniffing, and we both gazed at the Community Arts Centre's temporary glass cube exhibition space.

Other local gazeworthies:

a sign at the school entrance that I find amusing

a house on South Street doing what I think Bellerive should

I don't always have to leave home.  Fortunately the universe sometimes brings amusements to me.

The Schools Triathlon Challenge, for example.  It started with a bit of setting up just outside the garden.

a short stroll revealed a lot of bikes

Back at my place, the students did their bike laps after their swim at Bellerive Beach.  Then they did running laps around Bellerive Bluff.  About 3,000 of them apparently (students, not laps).  It had a great carnival atmosphere.  I could just imagine Corinne and I slinking off somewhere while Bronny and Heths battled it out for Gilles Plain's glory.

Other domestic events:

the masked lapwings aka plovers enjoy a drink from Emma's old dog bowl

a cane bee acts very realistic

Jilly remembers the carpets of self-sown poppies in the Triabunna garden and wonders where have all the flowers gone

Not so amusing was last week's 5 hour unplanned interruption to the water supply.  The newly built mega house on Gunyah Street had called in Backyard Blitz or similar, and somehow the water supply to 30 houses was blitzed.  It was very annoying to have no freshwater to give Jill, to wash or to make coffee.  I have long been grateful for the ease with which we in suburban Australia can have fresh, clean water, and this really brought it home.  I stamped my foot a bit and Taswater brought me a slab of bottled water and installed a temporary tap.

it was amusing but humbling to watch neighbours filling their buckets at the tap - like many of the world's people

slightly scary, we've had warmish weather and the ice-cream van returned yesterday

and another Bellerive house doing what I think it should