Today is pristine. Wednesday the rain bucketed down. Yesterday it was bitter. The wind blew like the clappers tossing broken branches on the roof, howling dismally & snaking icy fingers under the doors but today is picture perfect.
Yesterday Star went to the EKKA. EKKA is simply Queensland slang for exhibition & that's what the EKKA is, an exhibition show for displaying numerous things ~ not that most kiddies know that. EKKA is all about sideshow alley & show bags. I think Star is growing up. The EKKA has lost a lot of its attraction for her. She had her hard saved cash, which I supplemented knowing the EKKA, & high hopes ~ all dashed. I do not know how families afford this. $10~ for a single ride through the House of Horrors, or whatever fancy name they call it! $10~! $5~ for 3 bullets in sideshow alley. Star was not impressed. Imagine if you had more than one kid...
Days Star has poured over the newspaper guide comparing value for money in showbags. She even went on~line & did her research thoroughly. I did supplement for that, agreeing to go halves in a Morish bag ~ I admit it; I'm a nut freak. Besides I share. I'm good like that. Anyway Star sat down & worked out how much money she had all up, how much the bags she wanted were, what it was going to cost her in fares & entry fee [who said this child couldn't do math?!], how much she was prepared to sacrifice for food then wailed that last time the Irish Lads were over they'd made her splash all her cash in sideshow alley. Lesson Learned, I think. Anyway it was all wasted effort. ALL the showbags Star wanted were sold out! Every last one. Luckily Star is easy~going like that.
I have a confession to make. The EKKA is big in Queensland. They fuss about it up here more than Sydney does about The Royal Easter Show. I hate the EKKA. I've been ~ once. I never ever took any of our kids. They went ~ with the school, or Guides or friends but it's so crowded. And dirty. And noisy. Why would anyone with any sense want to spend a day splurging on overpriced rubbish? Not when you could spend a day looking at that view. Maybe my priorities are warped...
Since it's inception in 1876 the show has been abandoned just twice; once in 1919 when an outbreak of Spanish influenza turned the showgrounds into a hospital & again in 1942 when the grounds were used as a depot for moving troops north as part of the war effort.
Anyway I had a day pretty much completely to myself. You don't want to know how many years it's been since that happened. I waved my child down the jetty, Star whimpering that I should be coming too, not abandoning her to the Irish Lads [how that child can go on!] & went home to fix the sewing project that had somehow gone completely catawumpus with all the wrong pieces being sewn together. It was a profitable day on my part. Star arrived home after dark to cheerfully inform me that she had taken over 10 000 steps before her counter died & did I know how many calories that was! *sigh* She's such a flibberty~gibbet!
The cats, who had been prowling unhappily all day, constantly underfoot in case I too took it into my head to disappear, promptly relaxed on hearing Star's voice & curled up to sleep. I think they missed her. I know I did. It was very quiet.