a new way of working

I'm becoming accustomed to my new routine in my new house ... and routine is important!

Lists are in order and not just one but many -

• grocery shopping


• other shopping


• furniture shopping
  
• services (including a plumber)


• clothes shopping

and the lists continue to grow. Not that I'm complaining mind you.

Last week I went in search of new office furniture: a desk and shelves, but to no avail. I did discover a lovely lounge suite, which was delivered last week. Yes, the colour is 'snow' but it has been 'scotch-guarded' and has already proven itself against red wine!

Also new on the list is a new way to exercise. I'm walking to and from the bus/tram, but I do miss my walks around Princes Park after work. To my missing walking partner and therapist, Lurextoga, I hope that you're finding new ways of working/living in the country.

ding, ding - tickets please

Today was my first day back on public transport, and also the first REAL rainfall in Melbourne in months!


I went to bed last night with a sense of excitement, eager to embrace my politically correct and socially responsible move from car travel to public transport. The signs when I awoke, didn't bode well - I could hear the rain on the skylight (so many exciting features in my new home)!


However, by the time I had readied myself for work, the rain had cleared, to be replaced by a brisk westerly wind. Armed against the cold with a coat and colourful scarf, I walked jauntily to the tram stop and joined Melbourne's early starters on my way to work. I even travelled down Melbourne's Punt Road by bus.


It reminds me of my favourite Merv Hughes story so I smiled all the way to work.


During the 1991 Adelaide Test, Javed Miandad commented that Merv Hughes looked like a fat bus conductor. Big Merv dismissed the Pakistani soon after, running passed the batsman yelling, “Tickets please!”.