This morning, I went for a “little” run with Shelley from the forum and we ran more at Shelley’s pace than mine, which is good for me.
It was a lovely morning for it, but unfortunately I got a call on the “batphone” (the on-call mobile). I called them back after.
I now feel more like a runner than a jogger and we actually passed one person who was running, usually it is me who is passed!
Now I just feel like a snooze. I have managed to defer some things so I (hopefully) don’t have to go into work at this stage.
Last night, we went for pho, it is wonderful stuff. I would like to plug Hung Vuong Saigon, very authentic vietnamese and cheap as dirt. Very generous serves with lots of tender beef, probably better than anything I tasted in Vietnam.
Tonight, off to the Restaurant Hellenic Republic which is owned by the same fella as who runs Press Club. Should be good. I have a hankering for Moussaka.
Mr. Sassy is off protesting against Israel’s pounding of Gaza – possibly a bit late as Israel have reportedly called a truce. He is riding his bike to the city. I worry about him doing that – some drivers are arseholes, case in point driving up Lygon street. 2 lots of hoons, one in a fully-sick falcon and one lot in a Toyota Starlet (!?). Seriously, nobody can look tough in a Starlet.
Addit 1700: Have just been called in to work, a patient needs a drip put in. 5 minutes work. Dang! But I keep chanting “3 hours minimum callout”. More moolah.
Addit 2200: went to Hellenic Republic in East Brunny. Very loud. Very busy. Very Authentic. I almost expected a fat little greek lady to come out saying “you too skeeeny, eat!!”. Very heavy on the meat. Gorgeous Moussaka. Mr. Sassy liked it, he likes everything that is meat heavy. I am feeling very, very full, and am glad I wore something loose. I think I will go back. Not recommended for vegetarians!!