Week 6, briefly

Week Six doesn’t deserve much of a mention, I’m afraid. I’m busy and I’m stressed. I’m not home much and I’m not sleeping well. If I’m honest, most of the week passed in a blur.

I do know the week was partially salvaged by skatey times:

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And it was capped off pretty well by Laneway Festival, which was a really fun day despite the lack of shade and resultant sunburn:

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But that’s about it.

So brevity is the order of the day, peeps. Let’s hope Week Seven brings a bit more to the table.

‘Til next time,

Sig

Week 5: Dudsville

Here’s the truth: week five of this Happy Days malarkey was a dud. I couldn’t keep my head above water, I chased my tail, I felt like everything I touched fell apart. And I worried, about a lot of things. However would I manage to write a good, positive post when, all things considered, all things were not great?

As it turns out, there is one seriously effective cure for a crap week, and that, my friends, is Eddie Vedder. Throwing caution and budget to the wind, I took myself off to the Adelaide Big Day Out after work on Friday in the sweltering heat and rocked my socks off to some truly awesome bands. It might be two minute noodles for dinner this week, but it was so worth it.

In between it all, when I thought about it, there were actually some other nice things about last week too:

  • Two fun fresh meat intake nights at derby, one of which was followed by beers at the pub and some of the funniest conversation I have had this year.
  • Lunch and a cheeky cider with some former work colleagues who inspire me no end and remind me that I am capable of coping with a lot, even when I tell myself otherwise.
  • Catching the genuinely delightful Saving Mr Banks on the spur of the moment over the weekend, then waxing lyrical about all of life’s ups and downs over some inordinately large glasses of Belgian beer with a good mate.

So all it takes is a music festival and a bunch to drink. Worth noting, people. Worth noting.

‘Til next time,

Sig

Week 4: that time of year again

It’s that time of year again when Adelaide is transformed into the City of Lycra for the Tour Down Under, creating a cityscape full of tightly wrapped packages and latte-sipping cyclists at every early morning turn. My week, while everyone was hopping on the cycling bandwagon and there was lots of talk of legs and jerseys which went somewhat over my head, disappeared in a blur of meetings and emails, which resulted in an ever-growing ‘to do’ list and chain-drinking tea like an addict.

It was little things that made the early cut for my Happy Days post: crunchy leaves, new nail polish, fresh flowers in my bedroom:

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But Adelaide puts on quite a good show through the summer months, and yesterday my friend Rose and I hit the city for the first Orchard Cider Festival in Hindmarsh Square. Part of the city council’s Splash Adelaide campaign, it was a celebration of locally made ciders, food and music. All in all, a pretty lovely way to spend a sunny afternoon:

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It’s also that time of year again when the nation is gripped by Australia Day t-shirt controversy and the uncomfortable anxiety that comes with knowing a good portion of the coming days will be spent cringing and head-shaking at brazenly offensive posts and messages littering social media. For me, Australia Day will be spent as is traditional  – just a day, with friends and beer and barbecued meat and music, as we collectively grumble over the order of the songs in the Hottest 100 and I quietly worry that the portion of songs I’m even familiar with is smaller again. I expect it to be a thoroughly enjoyable day.

‘Til next time,

Sig