An update on my Melbourne plans — no quilt convention, boo, but I do get a tour of the dome of the Royal exhibition building and some scones afterwards so things are looking up
Meanwhile, in the netball championships, I’ve become acquainted with the concept of “addressing the line” when one of my son’s teammates accidentally didn’t do it.
He got a turnover, not because he stepped over the line on an inbound, but because he DID NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH THE LINE before passing in.
This has to be the most archaic rule I’ve come across (in the very few sports of my acquaintance). Respect the line. Acknowledge the line. Genuflect to the line.