Overnight in East Melbourne

I was working at the surgery on Friday. This is unusual but two receptionists were away, one was unavailable and one is away with covid. This left the practice manager and me to hold the fort!

The early part of the morning was enlivened by a loud bang out in the shopping centre, followed by a protracted whooshing sound, followed by the emergency evacuation alert. Fortunately it was a pleasant morning, so no hardship waiting outside in the car park until we could go back in.

Otherwise, it was an unremarkable day. Except that I was also working on Saturday morning and it seemed silly to go back to Ballarat, only to turn around and to come straight back early on Saturday morning. I went to the flat in East Melbourne instead.

And it was lovely. I picked up a chicken souvlaki from the takeaway shop and sat on the balcony to eat it, looking out over the Melbourne CBD and watching the sun set over the city, and the fruit bats out looking for their dinner. It was a lovely way to spend the evening.

My evening view on Friday

I got to the surgery in good time on Saturday. It's only a 20 minute or so drive from the flat. Now, normally when you open the door on Saturday morning an avalanche of people pour through, looking for pathology. Yesterday, there was only one person. The surgery had its normal number of patients for a Saturday morning, but the number of people coming for pathology was very, very low. In fact, quite often the waiting room looked like this:

I assume everyone was at the beach.
They certainly weren't cluttering
up our place!

It was all a bit bizarre. Still, it did mean that we got away on time. The traffic was very light and I was back at home by about 3pm. The Pretty Kitty Kats were quite pleased to see me, but not overly excited. Lindsey had fed them brunch. They had plenty of biscuits. They weren't hungry. Their main excitement was that they got to go outside and lie in the sun on the patio.

This is an enticing thought. It's another lovely morning and it is very tempting to sit on the patio and do nothing very much. Alas, there are things to do so the cats will have to enjoy their sun lounging without me.