This is the interesting and exciting blog of Christop - one of the 84 000-or-so people of Ballarat.

Tuesday, February 04, 2003

This morning there was a knock at the Bach Pad door. I probably wouldn't have opened it if I'd known Penny from the res office would come barging straight in. She asked if the carpets had been replaced and the roof fixed*, and I said that the bathroom had been painted and that was it, so she cracked it at me. Then she cracked it because all Russel's stuff wasn't moved out yet, and said there'd be an inspection on Friday around lunch time, and if the Bach Pad isn't clean enough she'll make us pay for it to be cleaned properly. Then she left without giving me a chance to say anything.
When she'd left Scott got up and I told him what she said, and he said that some of Russel's stuff is staying because Nathan's going to use it.
Got to work about 4:oo pm. This time it took a bit longer because I had to sweep the halls, but not much longer. At one stage the sweeper stopped and wouldn't go, but then I kind of roll-started it. Terry said sometimes the motor stops if it overheats, and it was pretty hot today, so that was probably it.

After work Heather picked me up, because she works at Family Reading in Wendouree on Tuesdays. She finished early today, so she was looking after Anna's two-year-old son, Mannie (Emmanuel), who was sitting on the back seat. She asked if I wanted to go to HaTaMa for tea again tonight, and I said yeah, since Mouth was going back to Geelong tonight.
Apparently Heather'd told Mannie they had to find Chris**, and he was still saying, 'Where's Chris? Where's Chris?' when we left, so I said, 'I'm Chris,' so he pointed at me and said, 'Chris.'
We stopped at a certain fast food franchise in Wendouree, and Heather went in to get some food while I watched Mannie, who kept saying, 'Chip! Chip!'
'Yeah,' I said, 'Heather's getting you some chips.'
Then he started saying, 'Car! Car!' and hitting the sides of his car seat.
I pointed at a grey car and said, 'Grey car.'
Mannie said, 'Grey car.'
'Orange car.'
'Ringe car.'
'What colour's my hair?' I asked him.
'Red!'
'Nah, it's black.'
'Black.'
'What about your hair?'
'Black!'
'Nah, it's blonde.'
'Ond.'
Then Heather came back with the food, and gave Mannie some chips, but he didn't want them yet because they were to hot.

When we got to Hannah and Stacey's we sat Mannie at the table and had tea with them. Mannie kept hiding behind the curtains, and playing with the exercise ball. He also wanted a banana.

I asked Tab where she got the shirt she was wearing. She'd got it at St Vincent de Paul in Wendouree. 'Why?' she asked.
'I like shirts like that,' I said, 'but I can never find them at the op shops.'
'It's a girls shirt; it probably wouldn't suit you.'
'I know. I mean, I like the ones with stripes.'
It turned out she had a spare guys one with brown and white stripes, which apparently suited me, so she gave it to me as a birthday present.

Carin and Jess came over, and we watched The Importance of Being Earnest, which was quite amusing. I really liked the camerawork as well.
After Being Earnest we watched Kung Pow, which was recommended by Dave Who Is Not Called A Doctor and Adam. It was very funny, but it was also pretty sick.

Today I got an e-mail from my Yr 11 English teacher, Hitcho, who is in London†. He'd sent it on Friday, and said that it was snowing so the schools were closed and he didn't have to work, while in Australia some schools have been closed because of fires.

*Even though she'd said that since I'd be away when the renovations were being done she'd make sure she was there. Obviously she'd been telling porky pies.
**That would be me.
†It's lucky he's an English teacher, because that means everyone over there will understand him.