coffee with friends

I have had my first week of radiotherapy, and I'm home for the weekend. It was a full-on week as on the first day it was a media event and I was interviewed for WIN news (Ballarat) and for the Ballarat Courier. I won't go into it here, but it was exciting, nerve-wracking and ultimately a great thing to do. The staff were all excited about the new equipment and space. The new Cancer Centre doesn't open officially until July.
I had a couple of dinners out with friends, which was nice, and  a day out with two Davids.
More of this soon with some pictures.

a time for us

I heard a young man sing tonight on TV in a show called The Voice. It's compelling viewing, manipulative and thoroughly enjoyable and a real tear-jerker. The young man (30 I think) sang 'A Time for Us' (Un Giorno Per Noi) from Franco Zefirelli's 1960s Romeo and Juliet. I fell in love with the song, the movie, the young actors, everything about it at the time. I was a teenager and like most teenagers developed a crush on Leonard Whiting (Romeo) and Olivia Hussey (Juliet). The song stayed with me forever. Tonight it was sung with a conviction, heartache, turmoil and absolute power. All the judges banged their buzzers and turned around. But the first to do so was Ricky Martin, who only had to hear three notes to commit himself. It was spine-tingling.
His name is Luke Kennedy. Remember that name...