What didn't happen this week

As I didn't have the camera this week, clearly nothing blogworthy was allowed to happen ...
so

-I definitely didn't waste time and petrol driving 45 km each way to Daylesford on Monday night through rain and fog to have ONE dance student turn up
-I mustn't have gone to quilting on Wednesday [ and clearly therefore, Marcie, knowing me to be camera-less, could NOT have brought her camera in case of photo op ]
-equally I cannot have had an early morning phone call from Tara to ask if she and the kidlets could come for a visit on Thursday, and therefore I cannot have missed the chance to show Tara's single mindeness in knitting while standing up at my kitchen bench, nor the sight of her wee Sorsha toddling up and down my hallway while crooning to a vintage pram full of dollies and teddies.

In the absence of documentary evidence, these things clearly just did not happen

Neither did I knit on the red angora cardie pretty much all the way down to Melbourne on the 9 o'clock train yesterday to see Nadie's orthodontist, instead of the original plan which was to knit pretty much all the way down on the 9 0'clock train to visit the big Quilt and Craft Show at Jeff's Shed ... and I certainly didn't find myself [ along with a whole lot of other folks ] on a train to Hurstbridge, when WE were all under the clearly erroneous impression that we had changed at Southern Cross to the train to Glen Waverley ... and therefore we can't possibly have gotten off at the first opportunity , trouped over to the other platform, gone BACK into Flinders Street, and waited for the next train, which in my case could not have allowed me to proceed to where Nadie could pick me up on the fly with about 1 minute to spare.

Although, if all that didn't happen, I'm at a loss to explain the photos from the train on the way back to Castlemaine in the afternoon, having reclaimed the camera from my DD.


oh and you can tell that Sophie and Bear are just not getting on at all, right?