…… in terms of the commencement of Westfield Marion’s expansion, that is. Luckily, I was there for a Pizza Hut buffet meal 8 days ago, and I noticed that the temporary fencing for the first stage of the redevelopment – a new fresh food market at the Woolworths end, anchored by an ALDI Food Store – was erected. So I’d expect this first stage to be open by mid-2016 at the latest.
As for the other stages, I believe that a 4 to 5 year time frame is on the cards, and in light of the plans I posted here, they’re going to need that time. After all, Big W stores and bowling alleys aren’t the easiest establishments to relocate, and with the bulk of the work being done on the lower level of the centre, the final product won’t look too different from above in Google Maps/Earth. Unless, of course, a new external colour scheme is also on the cards, and the eastern end could definitely do with some new external cladding if you ask me.
On the way home that day, I decided to stop by Westfield West Lakes, and I’m still none the wiser as to what will happen with the David Jones store therein. With their current lease expiring next month, I’ve heard nothing further by way of any news outlet, although I did notice less staff on duty and less stock in certain departments, so I suppose all bets are off for now.
Lastly, it’s not exactly all quiet on the north eastern front either, with the new ALDI and rooftop access at Westfield Tea Tree Plaza taking shape very nicely. If I’m not mistaken, a February 2016 opening is planned, but as for the main redevelopment after that, I’d better not speculate about it again, lest I run out of paper towels to wipe the egg off my face!
When I was spending time with my father in Murray Bridge last week, one of the things I was especially keen to do was to see a movie with him. And as the title of this entry intones, the movie was none other than the 24th official James Bond film: Spectre.
Since the city of Murray Bridge only has a single cinema screen – the Cameo Cinema, that is – I was expecting the place to be a bit fuller than it was, but it’s a charming little venue nonetheless. As for the movie itself, I wouldn’t put it in Skyfall’s league, but it was well made and entertaining just the same, if a tad predictable in some respects.
And how was it predictable, I hear you ask? Looking back on this previous post, it turns out that a number of my predictions were right on the money, and let’s face it; a SPECTRE without Ernst Stavro Blofeld in charge just wouldn’t feel right, would it?
Also, I know a sequel hook when I see one: with Blofeld being captured at the end, I believe that he’ll be back for another battle with Bond in the next instalment, and I’m betting that Christoph Waltz will want to appear again. As for Daniel Craig, only time will tell if he exercises the option of making a fifth James Bond film, but I’ll welcome it if he does.
Whether they want to be called Islamic State, ISIS or ISIL, they’re still terrorists to me, and I still can’t abide them, especially in the wake of their recent heinous campaign in Paris.
When the savages of Al Qaeda consider the approach of Islamic State to be too radical even for them, then you just know that the danger to democratic Western nations posed by the latter is even greater. Because while Al Qaeda’s modus operandi appears to be to create a worldwide Islamic Fundamentalist dictatorship by way of terrorism, Islamic State seems more hell bent on watching the world burn as a result of its own terrorist acts.
As for how the French Government has responded to the Paris terror campaign, I applaud it. Precision strikes, vigilant electronic surveillance and specialised anti-terror raids are always preferable to all out, open warfare, and the less ways and means that Islamic State have of recruiting and radicalising impressionable and unstable people in their beliefs, the better.
Having said all this, though, I hope no one I know (or used to know) has been converted to their cause, because I’ve definitely known people who would’ve been susceptible at one time or another. And on account of his tendency to make jokes about the French, I can’t help thinking about what someone I knew from my Seibertron days – none other than “Blast Cannon”, of course – makes of all this.
Rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated, viewers; it simply took longer to get back online at the new place than I’d hoped it would. And since I’ll be spending a couple of days in Murray Bridge with my father this weekend, I won’t be posting then either, so I’ll make the most of this one.
As you might expect, the move was difficult in terms of the sheer amount of furniture and other possessions that needed to be moved (with only 10% of them being mine). Also, since my mother was keen to get the move over and done with as soon as possible, it was an unusually expedient move, feeling more like multiple sprints than the marathon it ought to have been.
Next up, I still have my next interstate trip firmly in mind, and I’m relieved to report that Wanderlust in Canberra finally opened last week. But before I take any extended drives, I’m going to get my car serviced tomorrow, and due to an ongoing exhaust problem becoming even more profound of late, I’ll need to get that fixed too.
And to finish up, I’ve recently taken the time to plan out my remaining blog post dates, which should see this baby through to May 2016. That said, I’ll see you next week, folks.
I’d actually meant to cover this in my earlier post, but it slipped my mind. So here goes!
Firstly, I have to spare a thought for young Angus and Julia Stone. While their performance was pretty good overall, I could tell that they were incredibly nervous, most likely due to being in awe of Fleetwood Mac. Having said that, opening for what is one of the most successful pop rock groups of all time would be a daunting prospect for most performers, even more experienced ones, so that’s no biggie.
Onto the main event now, and along with what looked like a capacity crowd, I was given an emphatic reminder of why “The Mac” are considered living legends in the music business. Despite their advancing age, their great and energetic performance from start to finish would put many a younger act to shame, and I can very safely say that they’ve still got it.
Also, it’s the first concert I’ve attended in which there were actually TWO encores, and Mick Fleetwood nearly made them his own with a combination of his amazing drumming skills and comedic talent. Furthermore, hearing some of the stories behind many of their biggest hits from Christine McVie, Lindsey Buckingham and Stevie Nicks (though not John McVie, but considering his recent health issues, that’s fair enough) was most illuminating as well, and I thank them all for an entertaining night.
As you may have gathered from my previous post, viewers, I was under the impression that the Internet connection would’ve been switched to the new place by now, but it seems that this coming Tuesday will be the day instead. And since there’s no wall socket in my future bedroom at present (which strongly suggests that the previous tenants may have had a full Wi-Fi setup instead), it’s likely that this coming Wednesday will yield no new entry now.
I’m already in the process of moving personal possessions, and I’m thankful that I don’t have to leave the boxes containing my newer TransFormers collection out in the back shed. Besides which, the shed there is significantly smaller than the one at my current residence, so storage space for the absolute stack of incredibly heavy boxes that we have will be an issue.
Speaking of issues, having finally seen the place when bereft of furniture, so many others have come up, and let’s hope that our new interstate-based landlords are happy to authorise all the necessary maintenance over time.
That said, I’d better wrap this one up, as I have several other things to do today in addition to moving stuff!
With the keys to the new place being handed to us tomorrow, and the Telstra services being switched over as well (and therefore, no blog entry this coming Saturday), it’d be best to get this trio of thoughts out of the way right now.
Firstly, I’ve let as many of the relevant organisations know about my impending change of address as I can, but as expected, my GP, my psychiatrist and the chemist from which I obtain prescriptions will have to wait until I see them again. Also, the sooner the ATO (Australian Taxation Office) allows me to change my postal address to match my new residential one, the better.
Secondly, I’m still thinking about my next trip, and while the extended family component should go without a hitch – unless, of course, I’m pressured to do something more touristy, which I’d only do if I was in the right company at the right time – I’m still a bit concerned about Wanderlust in Canberra. If it’s still not open for business before December 4th, then they’ll never get my business.
And finally, tonight’s Fleetwood Mac concert should be a very good one to say the least, and I’ll have more on that in a week from now.
First of all, it appears that the fabled Curse of the Billy Goat has struck again for the hapless Chicago Cubs. Having been swept in the National League Championship Series by the New York Mets, one has to wonder if that superstition has gone to the heads of everyone involved with the organisation and become a tangible psychological barrier (i.e., in terms of choking at the wrong times) over time.
Sure, there are coincidences in play here, such as the New York Mets having an in-form power hitter named Daniel Murphy while the goat at the centre of the curse was named Murphy, for instance. However, what the players needed to do was to stop dining on goats, along with putting any talk of curses out of their minds and concentrating on winning games when it counts the most.
For the moment, though, I’m going to have to eat the words I left on this other WordPress blog over four years ago, and with a side order of chips if needs be. Furthermore, I intend to refrain from making any more Chicago Cubs predictions in the future, with one exception: perhaps a new facility to replace Wrigley Field could do them the world of good.
And as for the second front, I was at Westfield Marion the other day, and aside from the upper level restrooms at the western end of the centre being renovated, I’ve seen nothing to suggest that the centre’s redevelopment will be starting this month after all. So methinks I ought to stop making predictions about that too.
…… and it’s November 3rd. However, since the lease at the new place takes effect from October 29th, I intend to take the liberty of taking certain personal items there beforehand, such as clothing, my collection of CDs and DVDs, and – most importantly – my new TransFormers collection amassed over the last 8 years.
Make no mistake, viewers; I acknowledge that the bulk of removalists are professional and careful in their work. The trouble is, many of those 75 figures are slowly becoming irreplaceable, and with reissues being every bit as fragile as their vintage counterparts (if not more so these days), I sure as hell wouldn’t want to find any of them broken due to careless handling. After all, no one should want to see me invoke a “You break THEM, I break YOU!” policy.
In any case, once the move occurs, it looks like those figures may have to stay in the cardboard boxes they’re currently occupying for a while, since I doubt I’ll end up with enough space in my room to house one or two of those IKEA Detolf display cases. Whether or not those boxes will fit in the built in robes, on the other hand, I’ve yet to determine, since I didn’t stop to take stock of the amount of robe space.
Meanwhile, it looks like an entry on October 31st is unlikely now, due to the timing of the new phone and Internet arrangement. And since I’m finding it a little more difficult to keep this blog fresh (if indeed you can call a blog fresh) at present, maybe that time to recharge the batteries is needed!
Can the Chicago Cubs finally reverse one of the oldest curses in world sports (i.e., the Curse of the Billy Goat) by winning the Major League Baseball World Series this year? Because if their current fortunes are any indication, the Cubs are in a great position to turn at least one bold 2015 prediction made by Back To The Future Part II into a reality.
Of course, they need to get to the World Series first, but since they’re the only team in either the American League or the National League to not need all five games of their Division Series to reach this year’s Championship Series, I’d say that the Cubs players will be fresher, more rested, and hungrier for the big prize. Even more impressive, meanwhile, is the fact that they came from an underdog scenario (i.e., the sudden death Wild Card game) to make the playoffs initially, and if they can do that, they can do anything.
And while I’ll openly confess to not knowing the ins and outs of the current Cubs roster, I have another confession to make: my interest in this particular postseason has also been spurred by the appropriately timed airing of Major League I and II on the Nine Network’s GO! channel recently. Like most people who’ve seen them, I prefer the former due to its more mature focus and incidental humour in contrast to the toned down content and shoehorned gags of the latter, and I could take or leave the third Major League film (subtitled “Back To The Minors”). Naturally, having an older brother who still plays baseball helps to maintain the interest too, but I digress.
When all is said and done, though, the toast offered at the 1:00 mark of this scene from Taking Care Of Business – which, IMHO, is the best thing Jim Belushi has ever appeared in – is one I’ll be only too happy to drink.