Sunday Brunch

Julia, Travis, Young Henry, Baby Theo, Freyja and Simon came for brunch on Sunday morning.

Everyone gathered at 10:30 at my place.

10:30 is breakfast for many people on a Sunday morning.

What to serve????

Potato gems. Breakfast sausages.  Chicken tenders. Avocado and asparagus. Corn chips and salsa. Summer fruit platter. Toasted ciabatta. Non-alcoholic mimosas (I called them bucks fizz - I think they're effectively the same thing).

It was quite a lot more relaxed, for me, than a full three course Sunday lunch, mainly because I didn't do any real cooking.  All I had to do was grill potato gems,  sausages and chicken tenders in the air fryer, simmer the asparagus, prep the fruit and make toast.  We did manage to burn the last round of toast which set off the smoke detector. Fortunately no smoke got out into the corridor and we all managed to turn the alarm off without incident.

It was a lovely thing, Sunday brunch. Good company. Happy chatter. Mostly finger food. Then everyone went away to do afternoon things.

I went over to the District on Saturday afternoon to get the non-alcoholic prosecco for Sunday. There's a flower stall outside Dan Murphy's which had bunches of sunflowers available. I like sunflowers a lot and always think of Stella when I see them. They were her favourite summer flowers. So I bought a bunch for her. They are making my living room very summery

Brandy has discovered that the new, low shelving in the sunset strip offers an excellent view of the happenings on Harbour Esplanade

The verdant green of early summer along the harbour promenade:

Brandy and Whiskey have settled well into the apartment. We've been here three months now and they seem to have adapted to life as Flat Cats. My concern has been that they don't get the amount of exercise that they got in Mount Helen, either in my place or Lindsey's. (I, conversely, am getting lots more!) Whiskey is chunking on the weight. So I bought them a cat treadmill

Whiskey is treating it with exactly the same suspicion, derision and contempt that I would treat a treadmill, should anyone ever buy me one 😂  Brandy is largely ignoring it. I have it locked at the moment so it won't rotate. The guidance is to entice them onto it with cat treats - but they won't eat cat treats. I might try little bowls of grated cheese or even milk. If I can encourage them to view it as stable and safe - then I will unlock it 😈

Christmas has arrived at Victoria Point: