I blame Daniel. It is some synchronicity or telepathy or something. I suggested to Mother that we go and buy her underwear and stockings at Myer Frankston and visit Savers and call in on Sis in Law, as Mother has requested in the past.
No, she said. I am sure its because Daniel hates me but Mother wanted to go to Fountain Gate........via the Pakenham bank.........via Heritage Springs.....lordy, don't ask, chemist warehouse or something.
Mother has a disabled pass thingie to put in the car, but there were all these buggery disabled people parked in the disabled places, leaving me to drop her off and go and find a normal car space. Between a car that just beat us to a disabled place and me parking the car in the distance, those who stole our disabled place got out of their car, all three of them on zimmer frames and ever so slowly made their way into the shopping centre. They got separated as two of them needed the lav as soon as they arrived and the other one was so slow.
Meanwhile Mother did not go into the nearest entrance but went around the corner to the entrance she knew and sat on a seat. I just waited for her at the entrance near where I dropped her off and eventually she realised that where she was, was not where I would enter. She dragged me around to the entrance she wanted to use, and I pointed out how much more we had unnecessarily walked. Oh yes, she said.
I am not sure why Mother wanted me to park there. Every shop she wanted to go to was at the other end of the shopping centre. We could have parked there. Back in Pakenham she had protested about a walk between the bank and supermarket, a one minute walk. No Mother, I am not driving 20 metres to find another car parking space.
We had lunch where Mother, the late Step Farther and their married couple friends used to meet for a Friday night meal. Mother pointed out where they used to sit and many details.
Mother managed to find a very cheap gift for ABI Brother's birthday, Sister for christmas, and a a nice dress for Little Jo, all at $2 type shops. Well, Little Jo's dress cost $25.
It must have been a mile back to the car, but Mother, who has been going to the shopping centre since it opened, managed to get us lost. Mother walks at the speed as you would when trying to shuffle through a thick crowd of people.
Mother hadn't finished yet. She wanted to go to Sam's Warehouse. We drove around, around and around and eventually found it. The very cheap catfood that she feeds the strays was not on special as she thought. Instead she bought potting mix. That was ok, because I bought two pair of reading glasses for $12.
The freeway between Fountain Gate and Pakenham is very very boring. I chose to drive back to Mother's place on the old highway. It was much more interesting.
Going to Mother's, there was a problem in the Citylink tunnel for no reason for what I could see except too many trucks. As the car climbed the hill to the Burnley exit at about 20 kmh, the air was so thick with truck fumes, it was nearly causing visibility problems. What? I am paying for this shite? I did have a dream run home though via Citylink. I don't mind paying then. It is rare that R is late home from work, but he had a meeting and came home via the Melba (Ringwood) tunnel and Eastern freeway. Haha, I had the Etag in my car. Not so haha, we both needed the Etag thing. That is going to cost extra.
As I was telling Mother how much I disliked Fountain Gate, she was telling me how much she liked it.