Monday, December 31, 2007

On the sixth day of Christmas ...

my true love sent to me ...

six degrees (x 7),


foregone conclusion,

3 Ponting runs,

2 Brad Hogg wickets,

and a Matthew Hayden century

HOT, damn HOT! It reached 42C in Melbourne today ... and I don't like it. Even blogging at the Computer is too much like hard work.

I was fortunate enough to be in air conditioned luxury at work for most of the day, so I shouldn't complain.

OK, enough - time for a cocktail. Thanks to my eldest niece who reminded me on Christmas Day that a Cosmopolitan is a tasty drink on a hot day. I may even pop in a dvd of Sex & the City to have the full experience.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

On the fifth day of Christmas ...

my true love sent to me ...


foregone conclusion,

three Ponting runs,

two Brad Hogg wickets,

and a Matthew Hayden century

click here to view and hear Christmas according to me. Whenever I hear this sensational version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town, it reminds me of all things Christmas.

Now that I've discovered youtube, I can enjoy Christmas any day I like ... the only thing is that there won't be a Boxing Day test match to look forward to.

Saturday, December 29, 2007

On the fourth day of Christmas ...

my true love sent to me ...

foregone conclusion

three Ponting runs,

two Brad Hogg wickets,

and a Matthew Hayden century

apologies for the pun, but I couldn't find a four in any of the significant numbers from today's cricket.

Gilly is one away from 400 test dismissals; the most successful bowler today was Mitchell Johnson with 3 wickets (good sharing, guys); the winning margin was 337 runs; and the number of consecutive test victories now stands at 15.

In the end, I didn't go to today's play. I would have been solo, which has never stopped me in the past, but on a day of 37+C, I preferred not to venture out. So there I sat, reading newspapers that have accumulated over the past 3 days, listening to the ABC and watching channel 9 coverage (with the sound turned down).

If all goes to plan, I will get to see TLM play his last test innings in Australia in Adelaide at the end of January.

So the Australian juggernaut continues and Gilchrist's 8 dismissals has generated $144,000 for the McGrath foundation & breast cancer research (hence the pink gloves in picture) ... all in all a successful test match.

However, without cricket tomorrow, what will my true love bring me on the 5th day of Christmas?

Friday, December 28, 2007

On the third day of Christmas ...

my true love sent to me ...

three Ponting runs,

two Brad Hogg wickets,

and a Matthew Hayden century

Unfortunately, one of the world's best batsmen has scored a 4 and a 3 in this match. As we all noted, 'someone will pay'. Ponting has a become an insatiable batsman, always wanting more runs, a higher score, the psychological edge over a team. Will the Indians pay in the next test match, or will they continue to successfully target his hard hands and wandering feet early in his innings?

However, today in his improving captaincy, he kept up with Roogirl's predictions: declaring with under an hour to go (10 overs); giving Stuart Clark one or two overs before stumps (two) and tossing the ball to Brad Hogg just to see what may happen (despite 3 full tosses, the Indians didn't try to score).

A predicted 37C for tomorrow has me re-considering my record of unbroken attendance at each day of an MCG test match since 1994 ... now when I put it like that, how can I miss?

Thursday, December 27, 2007

On the second day of Christmas ...

... my true love (?) sent to me ...

Two Brad Hogg wickets,

and a Matthew Hayden century!

Today was a very good day of test cricket. We completed our innings early, and then let loose a very disciplined and responsible Brett Lee, and an impressive and unlucky Mitchell Johnson.

As usual, Roogirl picked every bowling change, identified an injury to Matthew Hayden, said she'd allow a Tendulkar 50, but no more (he made 62) and declared to all who would listen that it would be Stuart Clark's impeccible line that would trouble the Indians (4/28 comprising 1 x bowled, 2 x lbw & 1 x caught behind).

At stumps we lead by 179 (ish), with Hayden & Jaques making the two-paced wicket look benign, and the Indian fielding making my speed in the field look respectable.
C'mon day 3 ...

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

On the first day of Christmas ...

... ok, I don't have a true love, but I did receive

A Matthew Hayden Century!

Monday, December 10, 2007

The comfort of being a frump

Fashion issues, age or just plain lack of interest reared its head in the lift as I left the office this evening.

There was I, in a respectable grey, knee length skirt, white cotton knit 3/4 sleeve shirt, topped with a navy cardigan, all atop navy court shoes. Totally respectable and happy to chat with colleagues in the lift as we descended from level 16. My love of cardigans and twin sets has endured from my entrance on the 'sort of' fashion stage with the 'Sloan rangers'. Frilly shirt cuffs and collars, opaque tights and yes, even occasionally a set of pearls.

At level 14 we were joined by a pert young thing and my conversation dried up. I love magazines, but they mostly contain food or sportsmen, and I can't seem to embrace fashion mags.

My untrained eye spotted a black wrap jacket in a sort of crushy, sheeny fabric. If I didn't know better (and I volunteer that I don't) I may have suggested taffeta, but it was much finer than the 80's version I remember. Her skirt was a bubble skirt of the same material, which made me remember that dreadful Haysi Fantayzee song 'shiny, shiny'.

Below this relatively restrained concoction were opaque tights (it IS December!) and patent (ie shiny!!) 4 inch strappy shoes with SILVER SOLES AND HEELS!

At this moment, as she tottered from the lift and out the front door, I strode purposefully home in my practical attire, embracing my frumpyness. Long may cardies rule!

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

The colour purple

Some people say it's summer. Me? I say it's still a couple of weeks away (wait for the solstice, people!)

However, I will say that driving through the streets of Camberwell and Hawthorn has reminded me that it is the beginning of December. For a moment I wondered if I was driving down Walkerville Terrace in Adelaide, but no, I've discovered that we have jacaranda trees in Melbourne as well!

You see, it is usually at this time of the year that I'm in Adelaide, sharing the hospitality of friend, the definite need to boil all water, and the beauty that is the Adelaide Oval.

Even with the new fangled Chappell Stands guarding the Victor Richardson gates to the east, it is still a ground full of character and charm. The gently sloping grass banks beneath the scoreboard, the low tin roof of the conjoined Mostyn Evan, George Giffen and Sir Edwin Smith Stands.

Roogirl and I have watched test matches at the Adelaide Oval each year since Australia defeated the Windies in 2000 (except in 2001 we watched the rain at Bellerive, then decided to return to Adelaide).

It's not far off, we'll be there on Australia Day weekend. I wonder what will be flowering then?