Nothing ever happens, or at least not that we know of!

I can't wait until Anzac Day, so I'll point out to those who might read this blog (anyone out there) that the last post was over two months ago. Since then there've been many many kilometrs travelled, quite a few meals shared, several thousand photos taken, a number of very significant birthdays celebrated, and nothing written.

I don't claim to have any creative ability, my role is as facilitator rather than entertainer. But if no-one else will post then you'll have to suffer my banal prose and pedestrian observations!

Nicola's birthday party was in Melbourne on the 1st August. Fifty bloody years old (or young). I have no photos to post, but someone else might have. My camera is buggered! (and its way younger than Nick) but that's another story that I'll bore you with another time.

Gabrielle kindly provided the venue for Nick to host her friends and family. She declined to give a speech when she had the perfect opportunity. A captive appreciative audience - a missed opportunity she may well come to regret!

3rd August was David (and Pat)'s 75th birthday party. David's actual birthday and less officially a celebration of Pat's birthday given that they would be overseas on the 25th (her actual birthday) I'm just quoting dates to demonstrate that I actually know and remember their birthdays - not like some people who shall remain nameless.

In order of seniority (importance is a matter I will not comment on) Christophe, Julie, Nicola, Martin, Nico, Alex, Leo, Phoebe and Raph graced us Melbournians with their presence and made life more exciting for a week or so. My mundane command of the written word doesn't really allow me to convey all the complex reactions to having all these people and all these events crammed into a short period - but I liked it. It reminds me that I'm lucky to come from a big family, that humanity is wonderfully diverse species and that, try as I might, I can never fully understand how everybody thinks and that the best way to treat them is to respect them for their individuality and love them for what they are. And never, ever try to change them because that is an utterly hopeless quest!

So life has returned ptretty much to normal and all the travellers have returned whence they came. Who knows when we'll all be together again? Someting to look forward to, without investing too much expectation. It will happen sometime.

Melbourne is showing signs of spring (bliss!) and the bitterly cold weather seems to be slipping away. It will get cold again before it gets warmer but it has been an especially cold winter. I blame global warming.

If you like my inane ramblings, continue to not post! If not, get off your arses!