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The
bits of stuff that fall in the cracks between Life, Music
and Outrageous Fortune. |
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1)
The birthday boy, Doc White, spots another guest
2) Billy Dettmer and Mike patiently wait for the
camera (MG)
Doc White's truncated 60th party
20.6.16 - It was a
dark and stormy night last Friday evening and as
we drove further into the Dandenongs Maria became
more apprehensive. Dark and stormy nights are not
her thing and even when we got there, parking in
the bog on the side of the road proved to be problematic.
Nevertheless we tottered into the Whites' home (which
had a tarped annexe tacked on to the kitchen with
a hot air machine blowing) to be greeted convivially
by Doc White (pic 1) himself.
Almost immediately I had to go back to the poodle
and retrieve a bottle of wine and a blues harp which
I'd brought along in case of an outbreak of jammin',
and when I returned I found Maria chatting with
Andy Cowan and his partner Wendy and nursing a small
wax cup of mulled wine.
Mulled wine! I'd not struck mulled wine for years
and availed myself of a cup immediately. Well, several
actually. Billy Dettmer (pic 2) showed
up with his new cherry-red Gibson 335 and we attempted
to converse, but the background level of conversation
was becoming overwhelming and I missed a lot of
what was being said. Eventually I had to admit defeat
and Maria and I melted into the darkness, even before
the birthday cake was presented.
On the way home Maria mused that she hadn't been
to that sort of a party for years and, of course,
neither had I. Perhaps it was lack of match fitness
then, but we were both a little ashamed we hadn't
stayed the distance. Thanks to Doc and Tammy for
the invite though. |
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I
affect a Malcolmesque pose at the Bistro |
A
quiet birthday lunch at Bistro Thierry
17.6.16 - Last year's 70th
birthday celebrations are still reverberating so
perhaps you'd expect that we'd opt for something
a little less ostentatious this year. Perhaps monsieur
would like to sample Bistro Thierry in
downtown Hawksburn? Monsieur was agreeable.
We found it with a little help from Google Maps
and were struck by the atmosphere as soon as we
walked in. Actually, we felt like interlopers as
everybody seemed to know everybody else, but the
decor was suitably Gallic and we settled
in for a special treat.
We went for the prix fixe lunch, but I
doubled the standard oyster order to six and was
delighted with the quality. Unfortunately the rest
of the meal was trés ordinaire
and Maria is determined to never darken its doors
again. I might be persuaded.. |
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