Dinner, accompanied by several droll speeches, was in a very elegant room with food of high standard. Regrettably I had dined too well on the canapes and did not acquit myself as a trencherman as well as is my wont.
The evening's highlights were the progress of a satirical 'murder' mystery that was being sown with 'clues' and 'prime suspects' at each stop. Here a prime suspect was revealed in the person of one our group (surprise selection for him) followed by his induction to membership of some (dis)order in a parody of Rotary induction. His cross dress robes were presented by another of our group (Fat Controller) dressed in garb that would have suited the Mikado. This was followed by a competition of the 'sit down if your answer is wrong variety' where all questions required regional knowledge, eventually won by one of our group.
Breakfast was of a matching high standard in a different comfortable room from the dining room
We inspected Brown Bros fruit
and then after pausing to replenish our Milawa mustard and chutney stock, we proceeded at a leisurely pace to to Whitfield (while others more energetic played golf, visited Typo Station - a nearby enterprise committed to youth opportunity see http://www.evolve.org.au/pages/History-of-Typo-Station.html, took in the Powers Lookout or Lake William Hovell).
We made a visit to Pizzini winery and were impressed with their reds at all price levels. Spent more than we intended on arrival.
We lunched outdoors at Whitfield Mountain View Hotel on three courses, two prepared by our group's cooking class at Pizzini winery's A Tavola cooking school. We discovered an unusual white we really liked- Italian grape variety Arneis- so had to make a return after lunch to get a couple of bottles.
Over lunch one of our number was publicly tortured by the Whitfield cop, who alleged that he had bald tyres. It took several minutes before we realised that another elaborate practical joke was under way.
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