Weekend Retrospective

Saturday morning saw Jojo leaving home early to spend the morning with friends at the netball courts in Fremantle, so that Bretsky and I could spend the morning trying to sort out what we might do about a headstone for Miss Eliza.  This is a task we have been putting off for probably too long, but trying to choose a grave marker for our little daughter has been something we have just not been able to come to terms with.  For me, part of the problem is that I couldn't equate a big lump of granite with my imp of a child.  However, we have come up with a plan to do something that will hopefully honor who Miss Eliza was - bright and colourful.  More on this to come soon.
Next on the list was attending the semi-final between the Dockers and Hawthorn at Subiaco oval.  We had great seats - close to the action and surrounded mostly by purple people.   Unsuccessfully tried to upload a photo there!!  The feeling at Subi was fantastic - 40 out of 42 thousand people rising to their feet at great plays from the boys, and cheering their loudest.  Great relief from a heavy morning.
Sunday was of course Father's Day.  Jojo and I had neglected to make a breakfast reservation, so we concocted our own special breakfast: fluffy pancakes both gluten free and wheaten, good ol' Canadian maple syrup, fresh strawberries and blueberries, and Greek pot-set yoghurt.  Espresso machine burbling on the stove and by crikey it was better than most cafe breakfasts!
We had no real plan for the day, but Bretsky and I were both in the mood for a drive, so we packed a quick and simple picnic and headed off to Guilderton for lunch.

Guilderton is a very small town about just over an hour north of Perth, and is situated right on a river mouth.  It is super windy, and although the river can be a little brown it's a great place for families to come camping together.  Jojo and Bretsky are great friends as well as being father/daughter. Every single night sees Jojo saying to Bretsky "assume the position".  This is Bretsky's cue to slouch on to one side of the couch so that she can snuggle against him, with his arm around her and with her lanky legs stretched out across the rest of the couch.  They stay like this for least half an hour every night, and often considerably longer.  They watch telly, read, talk, enjoy being.  They both cherish this time, and so do I - they always look content.

The last undertaking of the weekend was to try our new coconut grater - yes we have been hitting the Asian food stores again since coming home from Malaysia.

Whirly flower blades scraping tendrils of moist chewy coconut from the full, ripe shell.....like my Nigella Lawson impression?  It did work well, and the beef floss curry made with it was truly sublime.  Always relieved when 'special days' are over.  Looking forwards.

Peace.