He has a great view overlooking the city from high up above Park Street, Read the rest of this entry »
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“A dentist who specialises in the treatment of the tooth pulp which involves the nerve and blood supply to each tooth. The Endodontist performs the services in co-ordination with your dentist or specialist dentist.” Link.
I have been referred to the above, as it seems some bridge and post work done years ago in Newtown has encountered a problem.
Back to RPA Medical Centre where the heart monitor was removed. Results in two weeks.
Passing Sydney University on the 352 I noticed something missing. This:
The Stephen Roberts Lecture Theatre. Read the rest of this entry »
So the last time was 9 January: today I have it again, but this time alcohol is definitely not a factor, seeing as I have not had any. But if memory serves me correctly I did have the same meal last time, a particular Heinz soup. That may be significant. But of course it could be any number of things. I will go to the doctor tomorrow and hope, as last time, the condition lasts no more than 24 hours.
Meanwhile the good news is my superannuation payment should be in the bank tomorrow.
I have also ditched IE6 in favour of the latest Firefox: IE6 was freezing far too often.
I spoke last night to Sirdan and hope to speak to Lord Malcolm, perhaps to see him, today. He is likely to be in hospital for some time. Our Christmas plans are on hold.
I am now reading Original Face, thanks to “Marcel Proust” who dropped in last Saturday and lent me his copy. I didn’t go the launching, by the way. I am enjoying it. Marcel emailed me earlier this month with some well-observed reservations about a few points. I may come back to these later. Marcel enjoyed the book too, despite those reservations. There are one or two hints and fragments of Chinese I have known through M, here and there, and of course I have known Nick for fifteen years now.
I began the novel in the waiting room at the gastroenterologist’s today.
I recovered from an anaesthetic just over two hours ago, so I trust today’s posts make sense. I do feel OK, and Lord Malcolm delivered me from Bondi to the Juice and Java Lounge in Surry Hills where I ate my first meal since last night’s excellent steak.
By the way, yesterday’s yum cha again: Sirdan did turn up, but not where we did! So some time in the near future we will make use of Ben’s gift.
FIVE-YEAR-OLD children will be tested for basic reading skills twice a year under a national plan to help struggling students.
Describing the current state of early childhood and kindergarten education as “a mess”, Education Minister Brendan Nelson said the literacy tests would provide parents with results while their children were still identifying words and developing reading skills.
Pre-empting a national literacy report to be released soon, Dr Nelson backed the investigation’s recommendation of a national testing regime for under-8s.
“When a child comes into the system, you have got to have some idea of what their reading skills may be,” he told The Weekend Australian. “How is a teacher to know who to concentrate on? You worry about them all but you’ve surely got to identify the ones you have got to start from scratch on.”
This is insane stuff, really, and could only come out of the mouth of an anally retentive bureaucrat/politician with a mechanistic industrial model of education like Brendan Nelson. Mister Gradgrind, eat your heart out! It is also insulting to every early education teacher in Australia, who are trained and experienced to recognise what is happening with their charges and what their potential/problems might be in ways far more accurate and sensitive than any test Brendan-babe might think appropriate.
These are actually rather pretty as you may see on that site. I have had such attacks from time to time for at least thirty years, having one today soon after I got home from church. It lasted about twenty minutes. I note on my diary (offline now) that I had one on May 12, 2003, and I don’t think I have had one since. It goes like that. Sometimes I have a few, once an episode starts; we shall see. It’s OK now.
Update November 2007
As I said, the current unwellness has prevented my coaching today, financially a pain, but even more serious pleasure deprivation. In fact as I think of Ben and Erwin, my two Year 12 coachees, both of whom sent me emails yesterday wishing me well, the sheer idiocy of some of the current palaver about the HSC really hits home. Erwin and I have been going into Wordsworth’s poetry with far more rigour and depth than I ever did at school, indeed even at university, while the work Ben and I have been doing on Yeats has gone into areas that really were considered far too hard for us in English One and Two at Sydney University in the early 1960s. At school the only Yeats we were ever exposed to was “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”!
Ben also cheered me up with some pictures of an exceedingly odd restaurant in Taiwan.
I went to The Mine this morning because there were things that I had to do and a meeting I had to attend. But I still feel ratshit. I have the prevailing virus as well as the tooth-and-gum issues, and am on 2000 milligrams of penicillin a day, which my body does not like.
Accompanied The Rabbit here this morning from The Coffee Roaster where I ran into him on my way to check out the new doctor. He decided to buy some of the excellent fruit buns from Quirk’s, a place he and I have become very fond of; unfortunately they had not baked them yet today.
This morning I did not go to church, not because of any inference you can draw from the above link, but because I overslept. I do intend to go back, as I experienced last Sunday at South Sydney Uniting Church with a very real feeling of home-coming. The values espoused there are not fundamentalist ones.