Monday, November 11, 2013

Lest We Forget

Monday 11th November, 2013

Today is the day that we rejoice in the news that the guns were to be laid down and the Great War of 1914-1918 was declared to be over.   So, on the eleventh day of the eleventh month at the eleventh hour we stop for a minutes silence to remember those brave military men and women who made the greatest sacrifice of all to give us the freedom that we enjoy today.

                              ~ ~  LEST WE FORGET  ~ ~

Friday afternoon we met up with Katie.  She was coming to stay overnight because on Saturday morning the most important person in a child's life was coming to Adelaide.  Yep, it was the annual Credit Union's Christmas Pageant.

On Saturday morning we were up at an ungodly hour and went into the city to get our possie to watch the Pageant.  We got in there at about the same time as last year, 7.00am.  Last year Flinders Street was practically deserted and we could have the pick of where we wanted to sit.  This year the street was crowded at 7.00am but we managed to find a free spot.  We set up the chairs, Katie and I went to get breakfast while Tony stayed behind and then it was just a matter of waiting.

This year they had dancers, gymnasts and the like spread throughout the route to entertain the crowd while we were waiting.  Katie especially liked the gymnasts.

Soon the pageant was underway and once again we were enthralled by the clowns and the characters on the floats.  This year they had three new floats..... a telephone hotline to Santa which was suggested by school children, the big bad wolf from Little Red Riding Hood and Rudolph's Lollies.  They also had robot like Christmas Elves.

Once the pageant was finished we went shopping for Christmas presents for Katie.  I let her choose a couple of things that she wanted and then I got her to give me a list of a few more things she would like. I told her that I would select a couple of those items so that she could have a surprise on Christmas morning.  I don't think she believes in Father Christmas anymore but when I questioned her about it she was a bit coy and thought he would bring her some presents.  I think she is too scared not to believe in case she gets nothing for Christmas.

After shopping we went back home for Katie to pick up her things and then we headed off to Christies Beach to take her home.  

Kahra had invited us out for dinner at the Lonsdale Hotel to celebrate Darrin's birthday which was on Sunday.  We had a lovely evening with them and Darrin's parents.  The food was good.

By the time we got home, which was well after 11.00pm, Tony and I just fell into bed.  We were so tired after a long day.

On Sunday we didn't do too much as we were going to a concert in the evening.  Robyn and Bob came around at about 4.00pm and we headed off into the city.  We had planned on having dinner at the Casino.  When we got there we found out that they only do lunch on a Sunday.

We then chose to go to the Strathmore Hotel.  Robyn had been sick with a virus all week and so she wasn't feeling up to eating much.  They all ordered schnitzels while I ordered a pizza.  My pizza was great, they weren't too impressed with the schnitzels, found them to be tough.

When we finished we headed off to the Festival Centre.  We were going to see Charley Pride.  He is one of Bob's favourite country artists.

Before Charley Pride came on stage a young and very talented young guy came out and sang a few of John Denver's songs.  OMG he sounded so much like him.  His name was Bevan Gardiner and he is sight impaired.  Apparently he is going to star in a stage show about the the life and music of John Denver sometime next year.  We will be definitely going when the show is on.

Charley Pride was also great.  I thoroughly enjoyed the show and was rather surprised at how many of the songs I knew that he sang.  He still has the voice despite his 75 years and has a wicked sense of humour.  Loved him!!!

1 comment:

  1. Wow, I love the photos of the Christmas celebration parade. Katie may not be ready to give up completely her belief in Father Christmas. After all, a lot of us adults still believe. Me especially. That's half the fun of the season. Now I'm off to find some mischief to get into. You have a wonderful day. Hugs, Edna B.