Another nice day at the snow at Lake Mountain – it was much sunnier this time, t-shirt skiing weather. The hoards were out though. Thankfully we arrived early, and stayed out the back. Then after the snow turned to slush, we went and hiked up Mt St Leonard. Then I found some blossoms. Then I went home. The end.
Edit – And I just realised that Gary McDonald is in Mouline Rouge. I’ll have to assume I never realised it was him before because I was too used to thinking of him as Arthur.
In their great wisdom, some of my beloved benefactors have bestowed upon me a beautiful bounty. Behold – a fluffy di fit for a king. From Las Vegas nontheless, so the king in question may well be Elvis himself.
I closed my eyes tight, and wished very hard, and the snow fairy came. And brought enough snow to ski on. At least he’s trying.
(Yes, in this case when I say ski I mean cross-country skiing. It was a pleasant way to spend a morning, although my skating muscles were burning most of the way around)
Here I go on another trip to the snow – this time to Mount Hotham – and discover they have named a run after me. It was very gratifying.
More on food, again. This time I’ve been pondering bananas. It’s been months since I’ve had one. And oh how I miss them. But good old Cyclone Larry wiped out 80 percent of Australia’s banana crop in March, and we don’t go importing bananas, as they may be diseased. Meanwhile, the bananas that are around are costing more than 500 percent more than they used to. Meaning prices up around $12-$15/kilogram, rather than $2-$3/kilogram. So these days, a banana can cost you three dollars. They’re only for the rich people. Something or other is on the horizon though, apparently bananas are going to start reappearing in mid-September, and banana availability and prices will be back to normal by December-January. I think I might hold a party.