Monthly Archive for June, 2008

What’s your favourite hobby sport?

Yesterday afternoon I took in my first live Australian Rules game and watched Brisbane Lions play Melbourne at the MCG. Melbourne unexpectedly edged the match and won by a single point – 14.9.93 to 13.14.92. The scoring soon made sense: 6 points for a ‘goal’ (the first number) and 1 point for a ‘behind’ (either side of the goals) which are added together for the actual scoreline (the last number).

I had an introduction to AFL last week courtesy of my cousins partners seven-year-old son who had to give a talk to his class on his favourite things and used me to practice his presentation, so I wasn’t completely at a loss as to what was going on. I was confused for a while about the guys in HiViz outfits running around the pitch, seemingly at random. I knew they weren’t officials, water carriers or medical staff. I asked a friend who told me that they were ‘runners’ and ferrying messages from the coach to the players.

It wasn’t the most free-flowing of games but I enjoyed my afternoon. Like a rugby match, integrated seating and being able to have a beer during the game helped the atmosphere. Attendance was over 23,000 but the ground felt bizarrely deserted as the MCG has a capacity of 100,000 or over four times the crowd on the day.

After the match we jumped on to a tram down to St. Kilda – made famous a few years ago in the TV series The Secret Life of Us. We headed home after some people watching, a nice dinner and lots of slobbering as we passed by the multitude of cake shops.

A day in the Yarra Valley

Yesterday was spent touring around various wineries and sampling their wares. Either side of lunch we clocked up somewhere in the region of seven or eight places, from the large to the small and family-run. The car was clinking with the sound of bottles as we came home loaded with a fair amount wine.

I’m afraid to say that I forgot my notebook and the nature of the day lead to my memory being pretty vague so I can’t really elaborate much on which wines we sampled where. Suffice to say that there were some good ones and some not-so-good ones. Definitely something to add to your list of things to do for the next time you’re in the area.

What’s that Skippy?

I took a trip with a friend out to see the kangaroos, koalas, duck-billed platypuses and other Australian animals at the Healesville Animal Sanctuary. On the way out there we also randomly spotted a couple of elephants when we passed a circus tent but didn’t stop for a closer look as I’m very allergic to them.

It was a pleasant enough afternoon but I was a little disappointed by the kangaroos. I thought that they’d be bouncing around all over the place but instead just grazed lazily. I suspect that they may be pulling some kind of flying-penguin type prank as uncovered by Lisa Simpson.

Blast from the past

I passed a few hours this afternoon at the Australian Centre for the Moving Image where the Game On exhibition is currently underway. I missed this in Edinburgh last year so it was a pleasant surprise to stumble upon it.

I’ve never really been all that into gaming. Mainly, I think, because I was crap and not a big fan of losing. I vaguely remember the children of friends of my parents bringing around their Atari VCS to play with and I can’t have been much older than three. Next up was my neighbours’ ZX81 and my best friends’ Acorn Electron before my first computer which was a Spectrum 128 +2A. I then had a C64 and dreamed of an Amiga with a meg of RAM before moving into the world of the PC.

Sydney – Melbourne (443 miles)

I have to say that I was surprised by just how much traffic was on the M5 freeway in to Sydney at 0530 and glad that I allowed plenty of time to get to the airport. I caught up on some sleep on the plane before occupying myself by circling typso and errata in Virgin Blue’s in-flight magazine. Parachute jump over Port Macquarie from 30,000 meters? I may have only one tandem jump under my belt but I’m fairly sure that jumping from the stratosphere – even HALO or HAHO jumps – isn’t all that common.