Seniors health card

 This seniors health card looks alright. It cuts down chemist costs and maybe some other perks.  I can just muster enough energy to type this blog after the nearly three hours of trying to get thru the online application process. I never got to the end either.  First I had to go through the digital ID process which involved my phone and an app and various documents. This was about an hour or so but eventually worked.  Then it was getting Centrelink attached to the MyGov and getting a Centrelink account, this was another hour.  Now we are down to the actual application process which involves questions about everything including how long you have lived at the current address and for some reason that is where we got stuck for 30 minutes as no matter what we did we could not put a date before 2022, which is 4 years to short. We decided to move on with the wrong date. They did not seem to care. By now Debbie is fully involved as it branches to allow for a second person to apply for a card as well becuase the answers are almost for two people anyway.  I got to the final document upload where tax assessments are required but now have to wait for the taxman to get back to us.  To be continued.

Midnight Line

 There is extra reading time at the moment with the doctor's orders.  I am moving around and doing a few pushups and situps without too much discomfort. I ripped the covers off the wounds which has freed up my movements even better. There are three holes to go with the scars I had previously collected but right now it is a series of black blue belly blobs.  The latest novel I finished is another Reacher feature. Now there's a guy who does not even acknowledge a few scars and stitches. This book presents a slightly tamer version of Reacher. Yes there are a few bad guys who got their noses rearranged but overall only a short body count and Reacher was not the culprit either.  This was mostly paying homage to returned servicemen and women and their readjusting to life in the burbs.

Shortest Day swimmers

There were three cars together containing five swimmers. I was expecting them to have pointy hats and runes painted all over but they just went in for a swim for 10 mins and then headed off again. It was the calmest of days and very clear water. One of them said the water temperature wasn't too bad. I have been accused of that exact same phrase outside of Winter.  I also had the rubbish bag and there was plenty of the trashy stuff. By far the most numerous items this time were rope pieces. This seems to be a theme lately and some of them were heavy duty knotted coils but also short and cutoff. The usual plastic bags and small plastics were there as well. The bag was full and heavier so I left the remainder.

Knot rope

Rope II

Phillip Parker King

 There was one stamp that had been waiting to find me for years. I had a charity box that I bought which could be a hit or miss.  I opened one of the albums and there it was on the first page, a complete set of navigators.  Many times I would find this set and always the last one was missing. These were the predecimal variety and there it was, a £2 King, worth around $90 at the moment. There are about 180 different designs in the 415 Australian predecimal stamps ever released and now I have at least one of every design. It was the last predecimal stamp that I could realistically expect to find just floating around.  The other 20 or so variations I do not have are worth $1,000s for each one.  As for King, he was an explorer, one of Australia's first beach combers. He sailed all around Australia, hugging the coast on four different explorations.

Cylindrical Garden

 There has been a metal circle in the garage for some months just waiting for the right moment to be installed. The dirt facing edge had already been primed so it was time to move it out. It seems a bit prominent to me right at the front and will catch the weather but looks like it has always been there. Elsewhere the orchids are spraying and I now count thirteen spikes out the back and just two in the centre courtyard.  May need to pay more attention to those ones with a bit more feeding. Finally the apricot tree has had a prune as well now. This should have been done after fruiting.  The lemon tree needs some attention but we are running out of green bin space for now.

Reminders

 I keep getting these annoying reminders, messages, notifications or requests. How did your visit to the British Museum go?  I didn't go alright. We decided to do some gardening instead. This is a pressing concern for us way more important than the Elgin Marbles. Besides I have been to the Parthenon and I saw one half of those decorations but not the other half becuase you guys took them. Maybe it is a good thing that they are inside and out of the weather but I am sure the locals could have organised that although they were short of a dollar last time I was there. So in the end the Greeks lost their marbles and you gained some, so don't ask me again. 

Return to the Conservatory

 I am getting tired of this recurring theme of where we were supposed to be now compared to where we actually are.   The reality is that we still have to go and celebrate a birthday and the Conservatory struck a chord a few weeks back so we went back for another luncheon.  I switched to the lamb shoulder very tasty with a mint sauce. Debbie tried the duck and was quacking about it.  We shared one desert with a single candle.  Just to change it up we dropped into the bar for a while. There was a fire, the world cup and a spiral staircase, everything you could want. I descended to the games room which I guess used to be a cellar for beer barrels.