Notices tagged with sawtell
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@tregeagle Know of any restaurants in #Sawtell or #Coffs that would appeal to people with a very 1970s palate? My parents are visiting next month, health scares permitting, and the only times I've eaten out in the last year have been when you've bought a bag of crisps with a round. [Brushes crumbs off belly] Oh, salt and vinegar! Why can I never say no?
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@tregeagle It was classic oven door #weather when I left the air conditioning. Then I crossed the railway line and got the #Sawtell 5℃ discount, and on my windswept promontory it was positively mild. But yes, it looks like it will be a harrowing summer. Blow wind, blow. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI3tKFyux9M
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I don't know whether technically I live on a promontory or an escarpment, but either way, it's jolly windy up here today. #Sawtell
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Somebody in the next block of flats is #listening - loudly - to what appears to be Dire Straits' Greatest Hits. This is offensive on so many levels. What kind of monster wants their entire neighbourhood to sound like a waiting room? #Sawtell
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Cherry red sunrise and a blanket of smoke haze over #Sawtell this morning.
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A week into spring, temperature expected to reach 31℃ in #Coffs today. Starting to think that living atop a windswept seaside promontory may pay off for me this summer. #Sawtell
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Been hors de combat for much of the week due to the minor ailments I gather round to shield me from any major ones, but just had six hours of lovely Sunday pay rate to make up for it. Walking home after dark I had an enormous bat (flying fox) wheeling round me, with a wingspan which seemed comparable to that of a pelican. They're chattering away all round my flat right now. That's a first day of spring for you. Life is good. #Sawtell #work
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My new local. It's a long way back to the bar, but you can't beat that window seat. #Sawtell https://microblog.mjd.id.au/attachment/29185
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@tregeagle Thriving. Just had lunch at that picnic table in the dunes on Murrays Beach, reading one of those books you loaned to me. Which was nice. Now I think I might go for a beer I can't afford. It's sheer hell here in #Sawtell, I tell you.
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Moved furniture across #Sawtell and up a dizzying flight of stairs. Then four hours #work. Still have to make a bed with an aching back, and Kitty currently hiding among the pile of bedclothes on it. But we have a '~/'. Hard to believe, actually.
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And we're back. Or rather we're in a new place. To my right, a splendid view of #Sawtell headland and @tregeagle's ute. Yes, things could definitely be worse. Last stuff to move tomorrow morning, then I'm settled, and can exhale for the first time in eighteen years.
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Some seriously deficient ℃ we've been getting lately in #Sawtell. I've a mind to write the manufacturer. We're supposed to be sub-tropical, but I think the "sub" is being overplayed. Don't know if it's because I've lost some weight or just getting old, but I'm really feeling it this year.
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@tregeagle 1950's #Sawtell beach shack; the original owners were unlikely to even be here in winter. But it's asbestos, so when summer does come, we'll be fireproof.
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Sounds like a live possibility. I'll have to check my work roster this time next week. I'm driving down to Nelson Bay the weekend before to chauffeur Auntie Chez back to #Sawtell. I wouldn't recommend joining us for that one, but I could road test a playlist at least. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQtB_ZfP-Ew
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A good beer it was too. A conversation almost seamlessly resumed after fifteen years. Some hard-won age-related wisdom adding grist to the mill. Sometimes I wish all my old friends could live in #Sawtell. Mostly though, I wish all my old enemies had to live in Sawtell, and I didn't.
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@tregeagle Yes, I far prefer the intellectual rollercoaster to the emotional one. All the exhilaration, but far less of the unnecessary. Working afternoons till Friday and free all weekend if you can extricate yourself from your many entanglements. Plenty of drinking establishments in #Sawtell serving indistinguishable varieties of lager. BYO flavour.
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Feck me. Two weeks after allegedly giving up drinking, which meant one day of not drinking, then a few days of cider, then half-bottles of vodka, now tonight four-fifths of the way through a full bottle of vodka (whoops, just heard a chink of ice cubes hitting glass, make that nine tenths), she reckons she's getting up in the morning to go to a funeral. In the unlikely event of this happening, stay off the roads around #Sawtell. More likely she'll pass out somewhere in or around the house in a few hours, come to sporting some beguiling new bruises, and sleep all day before taking the dog for an afternoon walk to the off-license. I'm done.
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It's just occurred to me that I've never seen the chap across the road a) with a shirt on, or b) without a bottle of beer in his hand. Perhaps he has trouble getting the bottle through the sleeve. #Sawtell
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It's like being in Plato's Cave here in the Colorbond open air prison. You hear all sorts of fearsome mechanical sounds, but all you ever see is hats protruding above the fence, so naturally one assumes the noises are somehow all about the hats. It is the job of the #Sawtell philosopher to lead their peers out of their cells and awaken them to the reality of lawn maintenance.
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It would be a hot day were it not for the nor-easter that whips across the water, ruffles the #Sawtell playing fields and shoots down the Sixteenth Ave wind tunnel to my house. Which, given the way our little boxes made of ticky-tacky are packed with no thought to favourable aspect (plenty of doors and windows, just none that catch the breeze; sun-struck exterior walls upon which you could slap a bit of dough and bake naan bread, etc.), means it _is_ a hot day indoors, so I'm out on the back patio. It's rather romantic, being buffeted about; like I've lashed myself and my laptop to the mast, and by God, by the time we round the Cape of Good Hope I'll have caught up on my #reading.
Matthew Davidson
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