We started this past weekend back up in Subiaco / Perth at the footie match between Fremantle and St. Kilda on Friday evening. This time we were with the exchange teacher group. That’s a bunch of us at left here along the row we are seated in. One of the locals (Darelle) had arranged fantastic tickets for us in the second row – even closer than the 9th row tickets Mike had experienced. We had to be careful, especially during warm-ups of the stray footballs which kept coming our way.
We met there separately – Patrick was dropped off from Gingin, I took the bus up, and Mike came straight from school with the girl who has so kindly provided us with her season tickets when not using them. Kyle is not a big Freo fan and so decided to stay back and socialize/study – he has mid-terms coming up next week. Some of the best fun is watching the goal line judges. They take their job very seriously – even doing warm ups and stretches along the side line before the intense job of watching for balls coming through the posts and waving the appropriate flags as scores are made. This poor fellow actually blocked a goal by Freo in the second quarter, and then did not score it, but rather ruled it as a tipped ball, so only worth 1 point not 6 (the replay was not clear, but from our angle it just looked like he blocked it). He spent the rest of the game listening to the rather tispy fellow next to us yelling at him. Which was entertaining for all of us in the vicinity as the drunk had a very elaborate set of insults regarding the colour yellow (the line judge uniform). Luckily Fremantle won convincingly, so the controversial call was irrelevant.
Saturday we spent just lazing around and doing chores – Kyle studying, Mike school work, getting Pat’s laundry done – while partly being entertained by the cat next door who has taken a liking to us. She/he will get quite a surprise when Trees comes back. Her dog has been living with her brother and I’m sure the cat will not be too thrilled. But in the meantime, we are becoming good friends with ‘Mooch’ as we have named her/him.
Sunday started with rain, and it pretty much kept up all day. We all wanted to see Pirates of the Caribbean part III, so headed to the local cinema to catch that. The show we were hoping for was sold out over an hour ahead of time, so we bought tickets for a later show and had a nice lunch, caught the next showing then had a tasty treat at the ice cream shop.
While waiting for our show to start, we wandered around the waterfront area. There was a trio of players outside the Arts Centre playing Brazilian music – and they just happened to be playing the only song Michael remembers his mother singing to him as a child. So he went up and joined in the song with them – they were quite surprised to hear a local singing a Brazilian childrens song!!! From a google search, we think it is ‘Atirei o pau no gato’. (let us know if that is correct please Marucia)
All in all a good early winter day and a relaxing weekend.