It’s a public holiday again today, one of many in the month of April. It’s the middle of the week, so it’s just a day to potter around the home, maybe do some cooking. I’ve stopped reading about stuff in Malaysia, and somehow I dont feel like I’m missing anything. In fact, I had just taken a glance at the Malaysia Today site again, and was not attracted to anything in particular. Maybe I have stopped caring. That would be bad, as I think I still do.
I had recorded the Man Utd-AC Milan ECL semi-final match, but I woke up a little after 5 this morning, as I usually do. So, I went down to watch the game and what a game it was – not quite the spectacle of the win over Roma but still a wonderful game to watch. Rooney’s last gasp strike was superb and the momentum and mood going into the second leg next week would be great.
Kiddo still has her piano class later today. Her teacher had been away for a month and so, notwithstanding the holiday, the class is to go on. Theresa and I cynically said maybe she missed the fees… We are also catching up with a friend and ex-colleague (here in Melbourne) and his family, a little later today. Maybe his kids would just want MacD…
Last Friday, after the bible study, Kiddo was mucking around with some of her friends and got her fourth finger (left hand, thankfully) badly caught by the toilet door. She bawled like she hasnt for a long time, and I had to hold her. I havent done that for a while, as she is bigger than Theresa now. We got home quickly, gave her a couple of panadols, and she was better the next day.
Last Saturday, we were at church for the working bee, after cleaning up our own home earlier that morning. I then got a hair cut in the afternoon and by the time we could put our feet up to have a bit of a weekend break, it was well past 3pm. I then did some ironing and cookin, so that we’d be free for the next day. On Sunday, after church, I caught up with an ex-colleague, the then CFO of the company. He left a few months ago, after having had enough of the CEO’s total lack of control over a very fierce temper. He is now a COO of another prominent company, and continues to do well. After seeing him, I joined Theresa and Kiddo for dinner with a cousin, who was in town for a conference. He works in Perth, as an architect. He’s a big fellow, and I dont think we fed him well enough, in this horrible chinese restaurant on Spencer Street – it’s called Jarrah and if you’re in Melbourne and are reading this, do not go there notwisthanding the convenience (it is just across the road from Spencer Street station).
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