Sunday

There was a bumper turn-out at the Markets today - all the usual suspects plus some including N, the French teacher, who shared the tale of one of the 35 visiting students who had to be left behind in Australia while the others returned home to France as he had lost his passport. What date was it last seen, asked the as-it-turns-out very uncooperative police officer who was "helping" them file the loss report - part of the requirements for a temporary travel pass (point-to-point only). Then: "what time?". Luckily N is very restrained and controlled and was able to cajole a result out of the police officer who at one stage had even suggested that as Sydney was the last time/place an independent observor had seen the passport, perhaps the loss report should be filed in New South Wales. Hmmm. All going well, the student and the teacher left behind to tend him, will be on their way home on the next available flight on the 5th.
As usual and even though we were a bigger their usual table, we still managed to be the last at the Markets - so much so that the market organisers asked us to pack up so they could be sure everyone was off the premises by 12:30. We complied and packed and stacked our tables and chairs and wandered out to the car park for a bit more of a chat before we sent off on our separate ways. Until next time.
S and I spent the afternoon at the beach - even though the lawn mowing was calling. Hopefully, and according to S's checking of the weather forecasts, it will be fine tomorrow - especially as there's also a small mountain of washing to be attended to.
And we're back with MasterChef - its third season started this evening and we were devoted viewers from the start. They have begun with 50 contestants - five of whom were knocked out tonight with another five to be eliminated tomorrow evening. It looks as though it is going to be an interesting competition again and even though they have promised it won't be as fraught with emotion and crying as previous years, already we have had some of the contestants "leaking" - some heavier than others, although, to be fair, one of them was perspiring pretty heavily.
Lock-down and all the animals are in - and while it isn't necessarily all that early an evening, it's nice to know that everyone is tucked up safe and sound at Latimers tonight.