So due to this, the month was fairly quiet, a lot of sleep, or rather a lot of weird sleeping, due to not great sleep during the night.
I did manage to whisk my best friend away from her dramas to Maitland Art Gallery for a late lunch and then get lost in their art. Maitland Art Gallery cafe is always amazing and the gallery second to none in the Hunter.
I also saw Blak Douglas in conversation with Ursula Yovich at Newcastle Art Gallery. He painted her for his amazing Kilgour winning portrait. She then gave us an amazing mini concert, singing some sublime tunes. A really divine afternoon.
I headed to Scottys cinemas at Raymond Terrace to see the filmed theatre production of Fleabag and it was everything. This is the second run of the theatre show that started the whole Phoebe Waller-Bridge phenomenon. It started as a theatre show, then was series 1 on television. I picked it up a few years back a little bit before things got nuts. Then she redid the theatre show and did series 2, in the middle of all that, Killing Eve.
Anyway, the theatre show was just her talking to the audience, it was very full on. It covered a lot of the topics in S1 of the television show. It pushed boundaries and was more dramatic than the television show. Mostly as a lot of the humour on the show bounces off the other characters which are not in the theatre show...as such. Occasionally she talks to voices from off stage. What I took the most was what a great physical comedian/actress she is. Her facial expressions and body contortions, which you see a little on the television, but so much more in this.
My nephew turned 17, which feels shocking wasn't I babysitting him the other week! We had a lovely family BBQ to celebrate. He is such a great young man, kind and generous, funny and smart. A real credit to my sister and brother-in-law.
The Final French Friday of the year was Return of the Hero, starring Jean Dujardin and Melanie Laurent. It was a great period drama/comedy/romance. As usual there was a great french market to partake of prior.
I also had a great and exciting thing happen, I arrived home one Friday afternoon to an anonymous present, for my vinyl area. It is perfect and used and loved. I still have no idea who this lovely giver was...
There is the usual markets.