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Watsons Bay, Sydney
I’ve had to give up my piano teaching business for the foreseeable future, and have stopped travelling to students’ homes. It’s just not safe. Feeling anxious because I don’t know how long I’ll have no work. I’m surprised to find I’m missing teaching. And I miss Gussie and Gracie. Going to their home to teach each week is so nurturing.
Unable to see anyone for my birthday, presents come to me in the mail. Long, English gardening gloves for the roses, red paisley gumboots, and two cookbooks. We both went to Chiswick for a happy birthday lunch, with tables separated. Such a treat to enjoy a glass of wine with hot winter vegetables from the Chiswick garden, and they gave us a packet of basil seeds to take home.
I’m starting to feel listless without any work. Hundreds of books on my shelf that I could read, pieces of music that I could learn on my piano, but the ennui is really starting to set in.
Children are now being schooled at home, online. What a nightmare. Many teenagers in Glebe are trapped at home with no computers to do their schoolwork, so we’ve organised to take them some no longer needed ones from the university. Lots of work is needed to wipe them. I also took the Youth Service some groceries and some sanitary items for the girls, as they are very short on supplies.
Homeless people in Sydney are being placed in hotels to keep them safe from COVID, but it will remain to be seen how long this will last. I donated some money to the Wayside Chapel so hopefully this will help a little.
Many flats in Watsons Bay are suddenly for lease, with children’s crayoned and painted rainbows appearing in the windows.
I’ve had to give up my piano teaching business for the foreseeable future, and have stopped travelling to students’ homes. It’s just not safe. Feeling anxious because I don’t know how long I’ll have no work. I’m surprised to find I’m missing teaching. And I miss Gussie and Gracie. Going to their home to teach each week is so nurturing.
Unable to see anyone for my birthday, presents come to me in the mail. Long, English gardening gloves for the roses, red paisley gumboots, and two cookbooks. We both went to Chiswick for a happy birthday lunch, with tables separated. Such a treat to enjoy a glass of wine with hot winter vegetables from the Chiswick garden, and they gave us a packet of basil seeds to take home.
I’m starting to feel listless without any work. Hundreds of books on my shelf that I could read, pieces of music that I could learn on my piano, but the ennui is really starting to set in.
Children are now being schooled at home, online. What a nightmare. Many teenagers in Glebe are trapped at home with no computers to do their schoolwork, so we’ve organised to take them some no longer needed ones from the university. Lots of work is needed to wipe them. I also took the Youth Service some groceries and some sanitary items for the girls, as they are very short on supplies.
Homeless people in Sydney are being placed in hotels to keep them safe from COVID, but it will remain to be seen how long this will last. I donated some money to the Wayside Chapel so hopefully this will help a little.
Many flats in Watsons Bay are suddenly for lease, with children’s crayoned and painted rainbows appearing in the windows.