We now have a chest freezer full to bursting of beef. Scotch fillet, sirloin, rump, top side steak, round steak, osso bucco, steak for casseroles and stews, beef for roasting and beef for barbecuing, beef mince and beef sausages. Except for T-bone steaks (we decided against them), you name it, we’ve got. Anyone dining at our place over the coming months, be warned, beef will be on the menu.
“Bec C’s Full Brazilian”?? AHA! Got your attention now haven’t I? Except that it’s not what you think…
Bec H may well be galivanting across the Americas for the World Cup, from airport to airport, queueing in queues, cursing with currencies… But I get to experience the World Cup only 3 hours drive from our little farm, in the depths of Artarmon, Sydney, Australia. No 30 hours of flying for me. In fact, unlike Bec H witnessing the World Cup first hand, I get to come home in between gigs. Can’t do that from Brazil…
I’m desperately trying to gain a bit of kudos here, but I do of course realise I’m treading a thin line (it is, after all, hard to compete with Brazil!). That said, I have actually scored myself a pretty good little job for the duration of the World Cup (who would have thought – the Two Becs’ involved in the World Cup?!). I’m job sharing with a friend on SBS’s excellent, almost-daily live World Cup entertainment show “The Full Brazilian”, hosted by comedian Jimeoin. Continue reading →
… one from the SBS studios in Sydney, Australia, and one from Brazil.
Yes, I’m the one who’s a long way from home, in the land of the Samba, Carnivale, caipirinhas, and futebol.
Joining Hubs, who is working over here, The Kid and I came to Brazil just in time for the first game of the 2014 World Cup. Thankfully and excitingly (for a family whose schedule is dictated by the global cycle of football), it turns out that at 5 years of age, The Kid is more than happy sitting in a bar watching football game after football game. His Dad is relieved, happy and very proud.
“Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
Knocked me out and then you
Shook me all night long
Then you were shakin’ and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me…”
ACDC, You Shook Me All Night Long, 1980
Not that a building can talk but if our old local community hall had a voice, I think you might have heard ACDC’s lyrics being whispered from the timber walls, all hoarse and raspy, in the early hours of a Sunday morning a few weeks ago. On the 10th May, we held the 2nd Annual Nabiac Ball at our hall. The night was a huge success, and the hall rocked, literally.
Despite initial hesitation from some about holding another ball so soon (last year’s Winter Ball was at the end of June), we went ahead with planning, and amazingly with a month to go, tickets had completely sold out. Either word has spread about the success of last year’s Ball or locals are really desperate for a night out.