Wednesday

Wednesday has come around quickly this week - so much so that I forgot to do the usual Hump Day drawing on the morning message pad. It could have been because I was wrangling the furries in and out of the door, to and away from the cookies, and making sure the right ones received the right shots. (It's easier with glasses on.) They've all been quite good and I'm especially impressed with Pearl who is now halted on her approach to Beazley's cookie bowl with a firm, forceful but fair "no"! It's not foolproof but we're working on it! She even did "shake hands" last night when I asked her ... and, yes, there was a supper cookie involved!

The world's slowest window washer was at Zarraffas this morning - which unfortunately coincided with them having a store that was full to bursting and it was cold outside so no-one was volunteering to wait for their drinks out there! The washer had pushed tables away from the windows so even if there was a spot free you couldn't get to it through the logjam of tables and chair. He started at 6 (I heard him tell someone) and he hadn't finished by the time I left at 7 - and yes he was doing inside and out, but he was only up to the second panel of 7 when I left. At that rate, he wasn't going to finish until nearly 8 - and I was worried for him because I couldn't see how it could be profitable.

The big news story of the moment is that Lindy Chamberlain has been exonerated - and the legal fraternity now agree with her original claims that her baby was taken by a dingo. Wendy Harmer, journalist and media personality, has publicly apologized for doubting her and spreading less than favourable reports. Lindy has accepted the apology with exceptional good grace. Until we met Billi - a dingo-cross - we had no idea what they were capable of but having seen Billi unwrap a Christmas present by slitting the sticky tape and leaving the paper totally intact and undamaged, we do not doubt that a dingo could take a matinee jacket off a baby!

It started raining twenty minutes before I arrived home today ... and to think I was this close to jumping on ROM ... d'oh. But then, I thought, it was probably for the best as I'd developed a bit of a headache during the day and bumping around on the ride-on may not have been the best thing for it ... but given the way the weather has been, I definitely would have done it if it had stayed dry enough. Maybe tomorrow ...

It was like Central station this afternoon with B and his bloke zipping down the back to see what they were going to do with the stump (must go down and see if that's all that's left after the last fire down there).

The horses were all lined up at their fences this afternoon, chatting and waiting for their dinners. It's nice to see them out and about because they're mostly still asleep when I leave in the mornings now - either that or I can't see them in the dark.

S is coping well with the lack of outings in the day with M away - she is falling into the rhythm of Latimers and quite enjoying it especially with her routines throughout the day and her friends on Radio National.

The rain has stopped and I went out before to have a look at the sky and I don't know why but it always looks much clearer and closer after rain. You could almost reach out and touch the Southern Cross as it hovers just overhead this evening.

The cats and Pearl are all in this evening, watching Offspring with S. They have to think it's an enormous improvement over Being Lara Bingle! And weren't they all impressed with our steak dinner tonight - we saved some for Pearl and then saved some from Pearl to share with the felines. They loved it and we had to keep telling all of them to be gentle otherwise there was a good chance we were going to end up without fingers before the end of the exercise!