1999, Station Street
2002, Amy's Place
2003 (?) Amy's Place
2005, Melbourne Airport
These photos make me happy.
Tuesday 18 December 2007
old friends
1998, Tatyoon
1999, Station Street
2002, Amy's Place
2003 (?) Amy's Place
2005, Melbourne Airport
These photos make me happy.
1999, Station Street
2002, Amy's Place
2003 (?) Amy's Place
2005, Melbourne Airport
These photos make me happy.
old friends
1993, Library Lawn
1994, Boarding House
1995, Library Lawn
1996, Amy's House
1997, St Marks
1994, Boarding House
1995, Library Lawn
1996, Amy's House
1997, St Marks
Sunday 16 December 2007
the kitchen
Date: Thu, 5 Oct 2000
From: Ceels
Subject: the kitchen.
Just to clear up any confusion - I was asked to work for an extra week at the kitchen and as I was contractually obliged I agreed. But as of Saturday last I am a free woman, and have spent the time to good effect, lounging round the house and soaking up the sunshine.
When I stop feeling antisocial, I’ll be in touch.
From: Ceels
Subject: the kitchen.
Just to clear up any confusion - I was asked to work for an extra week at the kitchen and as I was contractually obliged I agreed. But as of Saturday last I am a free woman, and have spent the time to good effect, lounging round the house and soaking up the sunshine.
When I stop feeling antisocial, I’ll be in touch.
Wednesday 12 December 2007
I'm painting my nails on Sunday
Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000
From: Ceels
Subject: I'm painting my nails on Sunday.
I can peel an orange and get the peel in one long strip. But only when I’m concentrating.
Ceels's crash course in leadership-skills:
1. Never bitch to any one 'lower' than you about anyone on their tier of the hierarchy or above.
2. Pick the rules and stick with them
3. Delegate but never make anyone else do something you are not prepared to so yourself
4. Never panic and always pretend you know what's going on.
The rest of the course I will think of later.
There is construction going on in the alley outside the kitchen and that and the recent rain is driving all the M-O-U-S-E-S (said in loud stage whisper so the punters don't hear) inside. The other night we had one in the kitchen.
I was hiding behind the oven grabbing a bite to eat and Dan said 'did you see that, did you see that? There was an m-o-u-s-e in the kitchen.' it then did a runner from the dishwasher, past me and under the grill section fridges. I had a mouthful of food and was in no position to comment.
We then fetched a broom and, being the only person in the kitchen who is not afraid of mice, I got down on my hands and knees and tried to get it out. I was just about to give up when it appeared; it took a curve around the dumb waiter, jumped Suzy’s feet and slid past Kelly under the larder benches. I leapt to my feet and screamed, Suz jumped and screamed, Kelly jumped and screamed. It was like a domino effect and we figured the punters must know what was going on.
On Tuesday we were sitting in the actual restaurant. The menu had changed and Suzy was explaining how to make everything. Two customers leapt to their feet and stood by the pass. We just smiled and waved. Mice had come out from the couches and jumped over their bags. Later I saw a woman leap up, fling a five-dollar note at a waiter and sprint out the front door.
The health department has a few issues with the proposition that what the punters don't know won't hurt them and it appears the punters agree.
ceels
From: Ceels
Subject: I'm painting my nails on Sunday.
I can peel an orange and get the peel in one long strip. But only when I’m concentrating.
Ceels's crash course in leadership-skills:
1. Never bitch to any one 'lower' than you about anyone on their tier of the hierarchy or above.
2. Pick the rules and stick with them
3. Delegate but never make anyone else do something you are not prepared to so yourself
4. Never panic and always pretend you know what's going on.
The rest of the course I will think of later.
There is construction going on in the alley outside the kitchen and that and the recent rain is driving all the M-O-U-S-E-S (said in loud stage whisper so the punters don't hear) inside. The other night we had one in the kitchen.
I was hiding behind the oven grabbing a bite to eat and Dan said 'did you see that, did you see that? There was an m-o-u-s-e in the kitchen.' it then did a runner from the dishwasher, past me and under the grill section fridges. I had a mouthful of food and was in no position to comment.
We then fetched a broom and, being the only person in the kitchen who is not afraid of mice, I got down on my hands and knees and tried to get it out. I was just about to give up when it appeared; it took a curve around the dumb waiter, jumped Suzy’s feet and slid past Kelly under the larder benches. I leapt to my feet and screamed, Suz jumped and screamed, Kelly jumped and screamed. It was like a domino effect and we figured the punters must know what was going on.
On Tuesday we were sitting in the actual restaurant. The menu had changed and Suzy was explaining how to make everything. Two customers leapt to their feet and stood by the pass. We just smiled and waved. Mice had come out from the couches and jumped over their bags. Later I saw a woman leap up, fling a five-dollar note at a waiter and sprint out the front door.
The health department has a few issues with the proposition that what the punters don't know won't hurt them and it appears the punters agree.
ceels
Monday 10 December 2007
new lizard shape mobile phone covers – you too can look like you’re talking to a reptile’s arse
Date: Fri, 15 Sept 2000
From: Ceels
Subject: new lizard shape mobile phone covers – you too can look like you’re talking to a reptile’s arse.
The kitchen hand at work last night said that in order to get the 'undesirable' aboriginal population out of Redfern in Sydney before the Olympics, the government (or who ever) cut the water and power to the area and sent in the police to hassle and beat up the kids. He said, also, that a large amount of heroin and the heroin trade has been pushed into the suburb. My immediate reaction was 'bullshit' but I don't know. Can anyone enlighten me as to the truth of this rumour?
On a lighter note (but more personally embarrassing) a bad thing happened at work last night. I grabbed one of the chefs in the, well, right where you shouldn't grab someone unless you know him VERY well.
You see I slipped and rather than fall down I reached out for something to hold on to. Fortunately the oven was on my other side and I got a better grip on that rather than doing any damage to, well, you know.
The oven was quite hot. But it seemed the better option to burn my hand than to land on the floor or... any way... I don't want to talk about it any more.
From: Ceels
Subject: new lizard shape mobile phone covers – you too can look like you’re talking to a reptile’s arse.
The kitchen hand at work last night said that in order to get the 'undesirable' aboriginal population out of Redfern in Sydney before the Olympics, the government (or who ever) cut the water and power to the area and sent in the police to hassle and beat up the kids. He said, also, that a large amount of heroin and the heroin trade has been pushed into the suburb. My immediate reaction was 'bullshit' but I don't know. Can anyone enlighten me as to the truth of this rumour?
On a lighter note (but more personally embarrassing) a bad thing happened at work last night. I grabbed one of the chefs in the, well, right where you shouldn't grab someone unless you know him VERY well.
You see I slipped and rather than fall down I reached out for something to hold on to. Fortunately the oven was on my other side and I got a better grip on that rather than doing any damage to, well, you know.
The oven was quite hot. But it seemed the better option to burn my hand than to land on the floor or... any way... I don't want to talk about it any more.
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