Christmas comes to Dilston in a very nice, old-fashioned way. Jamie and I were working in the garden last weekend when an old red Tarago van pulled in to the driveway. A young girl jumped out and ran over to me with a couple of colourful little parcels. Happy Christmas, she said. I’ve no idea who she was but it was a wonderful gesture. The van continued on, stopping at letter boxes to drop off some more parcels.
We had also received a flyer in the letter box warning us that the Rural Fire Brigade’s Lolly Drop was being held on Sunday evening. Sure enough, at about 5.30 we heard sirens and horns tooting and three fire vehicles came over the hill and turned into our street. A hand came out of the window and a few lollies were chucked over to us. The houses are well spread out in this area but someone’s trying hard to develop a sense of community.
The only worry is that we might get carol-singers on Christmas eve.
I’ve been to two Giant Steps’ Board meetings this week. The Chairman received a resignation letter from the Principal so we’ve been considering how to respond and make sure the school operates effectively when classes resume after the new year. Anne had only been in the job for two years but had never really settled down and will be happier returning to the Education Department. We’ve decided to appoint the Deputy as Acting Principal for a term while we advertise for a permanent replacement. Of course, the Deputy will be seriously considered but we have to look at all options.
For me, it means a bit more involvement with the school as I’ve been asked to act as an advisor in the first few weeks.
We’ve had some rain overnight and it’s overcast this morning. We’re heading out to Deloraine for a meeting and we’ll stop on the way to pick raspberries. It’s a shame they’ve had some rain on them as they won’t last as long but we’ll just have to eat them more quickly.
I notice that this is my 99th post for the year; the pressure is on to make the century. Watch this space!
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