We are in Canberra at the moment, on a school holiday road trip. Lunch yesterday was Bellini's and home made pizza (cooked on the BBQ). It was a lovely sun-dappled lunch, and with Jonty asleep the two big boys had the adults to themselves and embarked on their usual series of inquisitions.
They were trying to piece together who my parents were out of the six they have to choose from. Eventually they settled on Nonna and Russell, but then Henry remembered it was actually Grandpa John (with some triumph) who was my dad. Then one of them said "they did a swap". And apparently some people swap more than once.
Henry ended the conversation with "some people just keep swapping until they die!".
PS. Have heard back from the directors of the Short + Sweet Festival, and they want to see me in Melbourne this week. Great, but the only problem is we are in Canberra until Friday. Do I ditch the family holiday and fly back just for a fifteen minute meeting? Or do I try to wangle a different time at the risk of sounding difficult? What are the new rules for a supposed professional dancer/choreographer who has three small children who has moved countries and who has not embarked on furthering her dance career (in Australia) until now?
It was so much fun going to the audition - like being a proper person again! Walking down hallways (with no children), telling the lady your name (with no children), showing your work (with no children) and talking about your work (with no children). AND catching public transport WITH NO BLOODY CHILDREN! Even had a cheeky lunch at a funky cafe, but was disappointed to find myself looking around and thinking "I could even bring the children here!"
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