Sydney eastern suburb beaches

I am practicing putting photos on blog. Yesterday we went to Sydney to drop sister at airport and went to Bondi via Maroubra, Coogee, Thompsons Bay (Gordons Bay), Tamarama and Bondi, We should have done the walk but we drove it, next time we will go up when the sculptures are up and walk along there, It is very beautiful. I forgot how big Bondi is 1km round its circle. We had lunch at the icebergs with my brother who works there, pretty good work place. I put on pictures of Thompsons Bay because this is were I learnt to dive a long time ago, it is a lovely place, hidden between Coogee and Clovelly. It was hard work carrying the tanks down and up the path to the bay but worth it. It was a nude beach in those days and the instructors had to keep the male members on task, while their eyes were glued to the nudes, Well I've done 2 images to a post. What a good night i've actually learnt to do what i wanted to learn. I said to myself it cant be harder than knitting.

Red dust on wednesday

It was weird to wake up and see the world is all red coloured. Big winds had brought dust from inland and dumped it over everything. Still windy with a little bit of rain. I hadnt posted for ages then did but cause my sister is home for a holiday. she is nursing in the middle east so i write to her first then I dont blog so much. She got sick yesterday but travelling when rammadam and eid is on so many people mixed together, like a big germ fest. Or I could have given it to her, nursed a girl with DnotV and lots of wards affected at work. I havent felt too flash either but that could be just night duty. Better go check the ASX it kind of flat after the big run ups that I missed of course.

doing the business

Feel very virtuous have filled in the forms written the cheques and done the business. Suddenly you end up trying to be Warren Buffet all too late. Oh well at least the stock market is back thru not today. i am playing the ASX game again but cant do anything today, sometimes you just have to hold your bets and wait. At least its only pretend money, wish it felt like that. I am going to pot up an azalea as a Bonsai, seeing I knocked off the last lot from lack of watering.
We have been doing some travelling to the country and to Adelaide. I lived in Adelaide for a while and my mother grew up there. I realised when we were driving out of Hay a part of me (the irrational part) was going to look for her in Adelaide so i was crying across the Hay plain. We went to look at the house she grew up in but nothing helps with grief except time, love for the earth and realising that we will all die, the grateful dead. There really is no time to grieve but I miss her. They were bigger than other people to me her brothers and her, they always thought they were right, like monuments. It is a year since she died. I thought I knew what grief felt like but I had no idea.
Work is crazy as usual. They knock off one beast in charge and another one pops up like the hydra. The casual pool percentage of staff gets bigger and bigger. They are pleasant mostly but often seem there for a social life, much confidence but little knowledge. The madness of the staff rivalled only by the patients and the social prpblems. I try not to read the social work reports that way I can treat them as normal, anyway they dont stay long enough to get involved or resolve anything. We are not a ward but a referral agency. I used to be really interested in health systems, comparing different countries, if I'd done my honours year I was going to do a thesis on the health systems of north and south vietnam during the Vietnam war, bet the world missed that one. I guess I am still a bit interested but very dis-illusioned and past imagining how you would fix the maddness of our health system. Their mission statement: if it works destroy it. Put that all over the walls along with the dreadful photos of the NUMs in the corridors. I only go for the money and the laughs.