But personally, i find it a bit boring. That’s right, today’s the Melbourne cup, and to be honest, I couldn’t really give a crap. I think I know of two horses, one of which was scratched this morning, so that’s not very efficient at all is it? Mum and Dad are having some people over for a sweep, and I think people are supposed to wear a novel hat. I’ll pick something when the first person arrives I think.
It’s been a slow few weeks. On the weekend, I went over to Chris’s place with my bass, to have a jam with his new guitar. He also invited another mate of his to bring his keyboard. We weren’t terribly productive, but we had a listen to the CD of Morgan’s originals that we’ll try and have a play of in the band that we’re going to start. I don’t know if I’ve written about that, but yeah, we’re starting a band.
On Sunday I went flying at Shornecliffe. A bunch of guys were out there with their planes in the tepid winds, which made it a bit of a challenge. Even the guys who work at the hobby shop were having trouble. I spent a considerable ammount of time climbing up and down the cliff or climbing trees to fetch my plane. I had a few good take-downs, and there were about a dozen planes some times, but from all that climbing, my legs are a bit sore 
This morning I had an interview for an apprenticeship at a kitchen factory at Brendale. I was there bright and early and had a bit of a look around. I’ve gotta give em a call back middle of next week to see. I’m hopeful but not counting on anything, so I’ll keep my eye out and my ear to the ground, my nose to the stone, a stiff upper lip, and while I’ll look like a bloody goose doing so, I’ll keep applying for more until somebody wants me. The people at work are very supportive, wishing me luck and stuff. It was always going to be a temporary thing at work, but it will still be sad to leave them, cos they’re a great bunch.
Til next time.