Nothing much

Okay, watching everyone else update their blogs is making me feel slightly guilty. :)

But honestly, nothing much exciting has been going on in my corner of the world lately. I just seem to be biding my time until April. Oooh...less than four weeks to go! I still need to go buy some luggage. And possibly other bits and pieces, but probably not.

There was yet another arts festival on during February. I didn't see much of it, since it was mostly performing arts in locations tucked a bit too far away from work. Or they weren't doing anything during my lunch breaks. Or I just missed them altogether. However, I did see the artwork that they'd installed in front of St George's Cathedral.

I was a tad disappointed when I first saw it, since it seemed quite an awful piece to put in front of such a pretty place. Especially after having about 18 months of looking at nothing but green construction fencing. But it's kinda grown on me now. And of course, since the festival is over, it should have been removed by now...not that I've noticed as I've been wandering past the cathedral on my way to and from the bank and post office.

Work's been hectic. Now that it's March, one of my colleagues has said that she'll start taking over my job in preparation for my holiday. So far, that's not been working too well as she seems to be busy with other tasks frequently. Plus it takes her about three times as long to do anything that I do...mind you, that could just be because she's not familiar with the tasks. I seriously hope that they'll be able to cope without me for the month. I dread to think of the work I'll be coming back to!

Sunday we had our tai chi class at Hyde Park. We had a wonderful day weather-wise. Fine and sunny, but not too hot (thankfully!).

There was a little bit of excitement as I got to test out my long-unused First Aid skills. I did a first aid course back when I was in TAFE doing a childcare course. I kinda never got around to renewing my training since then, though. So it's about eight years out of date. Fortunately, it wasn't anything too traumatic, and I don't faint at the first sight of blood.

One of the instructors had brought along her grandson (who's probably about 11 or so). And he had brought along his pocketknife (sure sign of trouble to come). He decided that he'd try out whittling sticks. I had wandered past him at one point and saw him doing this and thinking that this could end badly. And sure enough, the next time I saw him, he had his hand wrapped in a pile of tissues. Somehow, he had managed to slice his thumb open. His left thumb. And he's left-handed...Fortunately, the instructor had a pretty comprehensive first aid kit in her car, so as she wandered off to grab it, I sat her grandson down, and took over, as such. The boy seemed pretty fine about it all, and at one point expressed concern about bleeding over the grass. We managed to get his thumb bandaged up, and all the blood cleaned up, too. I will have to remember to ask the instructor how her grandson is next Sunday.

And to finish the day in the park, I was wandering back to where I'd parked the car, and spotted a pelican and a pair of swans floating around in one of the lakes. The swans didn't seem too happy to have the pelican about, though.

And that's about it from me.