Changing places

Melbourne? Sydney? Melbourne? Sydney? Melbourne? Sydney? Melbourne? Sydney?

I have a dilemma. I've just returned from a(nother) weekend in Melbourne where, among other things, I went in search of a new client or two for my communications company. The good news is, I found some. The bad news is, I really need to be Melbourne-based to fully capitalise on the potential they represent. Or is that "good" news?

I missed my blog for two whole days! I made a promise to myself to write something every day, but the business and social demands of a quick trip 'home' prevented me from giving it the attention it deserves. And now I have a choice to make: Melbourne or Sydney?

Anyway, the cute boy jogging in his Speedos is - surprise, surprise - Nick dal Santo from my beloved St Kilda Football Club ... and after Round 4, I'm equal twenty-fifth on gayfooty.com.au's Tipping Competition!

The Patron Saint(s) of Distraction

The Footy Season has started! And yes, I know I'm supposed to be trying to find Another Client, but - clearly - I didn't name this blog The Art of Distraction for nothing!

Last night I had my gorgeous friends Richard and Julia over for dinner. I first met Richard when he auditioned (successfully) for a role in the Melbourne production of Maestro - my play about Piotr Tchaikovsky. Julia is a wonderful writer, and I have directed two of her plays for the short play festival 'Short and Sweet'. I cooked potato and leek soup, chicken with sage and lemon accompanied by mashed potato and lightly steamed broccoli, carrots and beans ... and for dessert we had poached (in mint and cloves) apple topped with blueberries, raspberries and King Island cream. The fresh fruit platter didn't make it to the table because we were all too full.

Anyway, the cute boy holding the footy is Nick dal Santo .... and after the first round, I'm equal fifth in gayfooty.com.au's Tipping Competition!