After breakfast, I began to wash last night’s dishes. This had firstly required of me the need to carry five jugfuls of warm water from the heater in the bathroom to the kitchen sink. Whilst I was in the shower a downpour of rain began, however, it fortunately proved to be ephemeral.
Departing on foot for Miranda Fair, at a quarter past nine, I called into the branch of the M.B.F., which is located on the ground floor of Myer, and claimed for the return of the entire doctor’s bill of fifteen dollars and sixty cents which I had outlaid to pay for my visit of the sixteenth. Thirty minutes were to pass before I became the recipient of the money. During this period others, who were also having to wait for longer than they perhaps had envisaged, were told not to sit on the railing that was affixed to and below the level of the counter at the neighbouring delicatessen.
At the chemist on the corner a woman informed me that a small container of Ford pills cost seventy-nine cents and then attempted to give me the change for the purchase of an article to the value of ninety-five cents.
The tall and large Bill Collins, who so knowledgeably introduces movies on Channel Seven, was at the shopping centre in the company of a bespectacled gentleman with closely cropped hair. I couldn’t help but note that they entered the store that bore the appellation, ‘Adult Games’. Being famous must be so intrusive!
As I was walking home I met our next-door neighbour who said that he’ll deliver the money for his half share in our newly constructed common boundary fence, this evening. Although I could hear that the telephone was ringing, I waited for the postman to cross the road on his motorcycle and hand me our mail. By this time the telephone had ceased to ring, but I knew that it would have been Tiki and sure enough she rang before noon to say that she’d been in contact with the “huffy” receptionist at my doctor’s and had ascertained that my cholesterol is now within acceptable limits. I rang the doctor, as asked, and was told that my reading which had stood at a dangerously high three hundred and twenty-one in April is now half that at one hundred and sixty. She suggested that I reduce my amount of exercise and continue to be aware of my diet. Tiki rang back and I repeated what the doctor had said.
At two o’clock on Channel Ten, I watched “Ripcord” in which its guest star, Jan “Tom Corbett”/”Space Cadet”/”The Rough Riders” Merlin, is cast as a baddie. The Indian batsmen were thrashing the Australian bowling when I turned to the live coverage from Perth at half past two.
Three o’clock means that it is time to again change channels, this time to view today’s offering from the defunct series, “The Mod Squad”. Link, played by Clarence Williams III, becomes involved in a boy’s kidnapping when his motorcycle runs out of fuel near an old ghost town. Guest stars include the late Paul “Breaking Point” Richards, Gregory “87th Precinct” Walcott and Connie “Mister Ed” Hines.
I told the boy from next-door, and his mate, that if he must throw stones across the road to use those from his own driveway and not those from ours. “Right On”, presented by Kobe Steele, featured Linda Ronstadt’s revival of Buddy Holly’s “It’s So Easy”. Tiki arrived home at twenty-five to five.
India is just one wicket down for one hundred and seventy-eight runs at lunch. Our neighbour called in as promised at a quarter to six and wrote out a cheque to the amount of one hundred and eight dollars, just before Sunil Gavaskar was dismissed for one hundred and twenty-seven. It is his twelfth century in Test cricket and included the scoring of his three thousandth run in this the game’s highest echelon.
“Here’s Lucy”, from six o’clock, has as its guest, Bob “The Bob Cummings Show”/”My Living Doll” Cummings. We left upon its conclusion and walked in the anti-clockwise direction through Miranda and Gymea, with the clock indicating that we had returned at a quarter past seven. India had slumped to be six for three hundred and six. Armanath had joined Gavaskar in also posting triple figures on the scoreboard.
The Australian series, “The Restless Years”, screened on Channel Ten from half past seven. India declared its second innings closed at nine for three hundred and thirty, having accumulated a respectable lead of three hundred and thirty-eight. At stumps Australia is one for twenty-five.