Posted by: jkirkby8712 | May 7, 2012

Saturday, 5th May 2012 – another visit to Daylesford with a friend.

An earlier start than usual of a Saturday – have planned a few hours with Heather up in Daylesford today [where we were 3 weeks ago], and as I also don’t want to forego another session at the gymnasium, decided to head over there an hour earlier than usual, hopefully that won’t be a problem with the trainer, and if it is, well bad luck!!  I’ll give the session a miss. As it turned out, I didn’t go –  developed a bit of a muscle pain below the right ribs during, and decided it might be wiser to try and rest it, rather than aggravate with lifting and pulling weights, etc, and hope in the meantime that the ‘occasional twinges’ dissipates over the next few hours

In the meantime, my little piece of poetry/verse/ whatever for Face Book this morning – well, in fact it’s the words from a song recorded  by that wonderful singer who was performing here in Melbourne a few years ago, Josh Groban, and taken from his album ‘Closer’  – the lyrics below are an extract only, and this correspondent  hopes they resonate a special significance for some of my readers for whatever reason. Beautiful words indeed, a description which could be applied to many of the lyrics from songs that Josh Groban has recorded.

“When You Say You Love Me”

Like the sound of silence calling,
I hear your voice and suddenly
I’m falling, lost in a dream.
Like the echoes of our souls are meeting,
You say those words and my heart stops beating.
I wonder what it means.
What could it be that comes over me?
At times I can’t move.
At times I can hardly breathe.

When you say you love me
The world goes still, so still inside and
When you say you love me
For a moment, there’s no one else alive

You’re the one I’ve always thought of.
I don’t know how, but I feel sheltered in your love.
You’re where I belong.
And when you’re with me if I close my eyes,
There are times I swear I feel like I can fly
For a moment in time.
Somewhere between the Heavens and  Earth ,
And frozen in time, Oh when you say those words.

When you say you love me
The world goes still, so still inside and
When you say you love me
For a moment, there’s no one else alive

On my last two visits to bookshops, I have brought home for Susie, a novel, though not really sure they were what she wanted to read. Well, today in Daylesford, I intend to visit a couple of bookshops again, and this time, I have a choice of three novels to pick from, that I know she would be happy to receive – I asked her!! So we are looking for Catcher in the Rye [J D Salinger], Catch 22 [Joseph Heller] or Slaughter House Five [Kurt Vonnegut]. The first two I am well familiar with, but had honestly never heard of the 3rd suggestion previously. Meanwhile, I am hoping that the book I ‘didn’t buy’ last visit, will be still on the shelves of the 2nd hand bookshop on the shore of the Daylesford Lake!  It was the story of gold discoveries etc, in the Donald district, written and the copy signed] by Lilian Kirk of Donald. She was one of our family members who came to the Charlton Cemetery dedication on the 3rd September, last.

Retrospect – yes, Lil Kirk’s book was still available, and I purchased the Salinger novel for Susie!  As for the trip to Daylesford – drove via Woodend, then across towards Trentham, though I actually bypassed that little town – last time I was on this road, I think I had young baby Jodie in the car, with Shirley, and Rick Murrihy, the then Administration Manager at the Shire of Gisborne, It must have been around 1989/1990, and we traveling to Council planning weekend in Daylesford.\ – it was extremely cold, in fact the roads were covered in snow, and at one stage, we slid off the road, thanking coming to rest into a bush, and it took a bit of muscle power to get the car back onto the road. A very quiet drive from that point onwards!!  Today was also cold, although the drive from Sunbury to not far from Daylesford was in bright sunshine, so it was quite warm in the car!! It only became much cooler and overcast once I reached the township area.

I parked in a street, a block or so from the main shopping strip, and wandered down to that area – toilet visit, and the purchase of the Ballarat Courier from the local newsagency. Decided to take that back to the car, and not long afterwards, thought I saw Heather get out of her car down the road. Wasn’t sure if it was her from a distance, was looking for the tell-tale right limp, but by the time I caught up with her around the corner, I knew I had the right lady – was able to surprise her as she was not expecting me for another 30 minutes or so.  We would spend the best part of the afternoon together – began  in Vincent Street, a very nice ‘lunch’ from the breakfast menu of  the ‘Himalaya Bakery and Café’ [an establishment which prides itself on the quality of their bread and the large range of the vegetarian and vegan food, spreads, dips, cakes and cookies – we gave some of the latter a miss today, with Bill enjoying another great omelette, and Heather, a specialist mushroom dish on toast. The Café produces organic artisan  sourdough bread in the traditional way, made with three ingredients – flour, water and unrefined sea salt. Can’t say it sounds particularly special, but the two pieces of bread [toast] I had with my omelette, tasted rather nice!

We would  spend the next few hours re-exploring book shops, art galleries, nurseries – and of course various guises of coffee lounges. That included the Paradise Bookshop in Vincent Street run by a guy named John Trefor – as well as finding one of Susie’s books there, I shouted Heather a little CD of mystic music, and on a second look through, bought myself a classic – Tom Jones by Henry Fielding, a novel I don’t recall ever reading, and certainly don’t possess [or didn’t before today].  Overnight, I’d prepared a copy of the Josh Groban recording, referred to at the beginning of this contribution, for Heather, but I discovered in the car coming over, that the copied CD would apparently only play on my computer, and would later discover as anticipated, that Heather was unable to play it either, bit of a wasted exercise that one had been!!   Meanwhile I did find the Lil Kirk book over at the Lakeside Bookshop and café, one of our stops for a coffee!!  This time we decided it was not quite warm enough to sit out on the balcony overlooking the lake, but chose a table near the internal heating system!!   It was also  a little chilly to walk around too much down at the Daylesford Lake, but much warmer just sitting in the car and talking. Heather had her knee operation coming up next week, and I think she was beginning to get somewhat apprehensive about it, and also worried about getting an infection of any sort – it was something like that which led to a last minute cancellation [she was prepped up on the trolley ready to go] of an earlier attempt almost a year ago – 12 months of pain suffered since, so there was a real urgency to get this operation over and done with. My friend was still under a bit of  stress following the 12 months of her mother’s fatal illness, and medical and health concerns for both her daughter and son over recent months [in fact her daughter was in hospital now after a minor operation], so a bit of confidence boosting was needed. Hopefully, today’s little outing was of some assistance in that respect.,

We finished up at another coffee place back in the town which also included an interesting collection of antiques, pictures and a range of knick knacks, relatively expensive in most cases but generally good to look at and dream about. An inviting open fireplace in this venue, the name of which I seem to have forgotten! Unfortunately, with the afternoon getting on, and with neither of us really wanting to be driving back to our respective homes in darkness, we wandered back to the cars at around 4 pm, and duly parted company. I learnt later that Heather returned to Ballarat, via Creswick where she had friends, while I travelled a little further than I had come, and for a longer period of time – somewhere found the wrong road out of town, and instead of returning via Trentham and Woodend, ended up on the Ballan Road to the Western Highway [between Ballarat and Melbourne] – was quite a good road, but once the forested areas ended, I soon realised I was heading in a slightly different direction to that intended. It did enable me to listen to the local Melton radio station’s descriptions and results of the local football games in the Ballarat League, including a second win in 2 matches for the Sunbury Lions team!

I must admit that upon my return home, I was not in the mood for cooking meals, and was therefore pleased to be reminded by Susie that she was going out again, so didn’t need to concern myself about meals. In fact, I ended up attempting to have an early night – which was a bit of a usual joke for a Saturday night!! Hours before I got to sleep, and then rather restless from that point onwards leading up to an early Sunday morning. AS I would learn next morning, tonight I missed sitting up and watching, for the first time in over 40 years, the telecast from England of the FA Cup Final which I would discover in retrospect was on today – apparently Chelsea defeated Liverpool, and thereby win their 4th FA Cup in 6 years.  Quite an effort!






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