In the meantime her laundry tap has been dripping at quite a rate. She has been keeping a bucket under the tap and using the water for the garden. She has been panicking about her water bill. I pointed out that the drip might add 30 cents to her water bill. At her melodramatic best, when R took her to the doctor for an appointment, she had the nurse running around to find a splint for her wrist as she had hurt it carrying buckets of water and a splint was so expensive to buy at the chemist. This performance was to ensure R would feel sorry for her and offer to pay for a plumber to fix the tap washer. While her own children are quite immune to such performances, for a time they worked on R, but he has learnt how to say no. He returns after his Thursday of taking Mother out in an almost hysterical state. All I can say to him is, yes that is what she is like and has been all her life.
Some weeks later he said to her, for goodness sake, just get the plumber and we'll pay. The bill will come to me, I will pay it and get three quarters of it from my brothers and sister. The tap washer has been fixed and now Mother has said she won't use the tap to 'save it'. This was said to R and even he had reached exasperation point and told her not to be ridiculous as it was now the best tap in the house and the one that should be used.
Non Dreaded firefighting nephew in Footscray was going up to see his mum in Gippsland. Via Face Book he said he would call in to his Nan's to see her and have a cake for his recent birthday. Mother was terrific in arranging R to get things together for a lunch. We had nibbles, quiche and salad, followed by a birthday cake. The nephew's father, Tradie Brother came as did the nephew's partner who gave us a gift of pears and apples from her mother's orchard in the Otways. It was a lovely lunch. Tradie Brother brought his dog along who must be one of the most highly trained dogs in the world. My brother just adores his Cobber.
We went early though, with our old computer on board for ABI Brother. R dropped me there and ABI Brother was just eating an early lunch before going off to umpire cricket. Thank goodness he had the old computer, our one before last fired up but still, I clicked on his Gmail and it took five minutes to load. While we got rid of our last computer because it was tired and slow, his was almost to the point of being unusable. I noted the plugs on the back of his old one and removed and inserted all the plugs into our old computer and within about two minutes, everything was working. I made sure the printer was working, the sound and updated the virus checker. He uses Chrome and I added important bookmarks to his bookmark bar. There will be a phone call next week as there will be something he is not sure about, but because it is our old computer untouched aside from many programmes removed, I will easily understand what he is talking about.
It was Non Dreaded nephew's partner's first visit to Mother's. She dutifully admired Mother's fine china and glassware in cabinets, most of which was Mother's mother's. She told Mother how lovely her garden was. She knew all the right things to say. She told us how she had given my nephew a haircut and then things went to his former dread lock state. Surprisingly, Mother used to like his dreads and even nephew's own mother grew to like them. I liked them. They made him look more interesting than what he is. Ok, that is unfair. He is outgoing and gregarious and people of both sexes just adore him. He is now 29 and I think he is a pretty good lad. I am amazed at how he moves between worlds. He was fire fighting in the Otways two days ago, then home in Footscray, this morning picking up a cake in Sydney Road, then at Mother's in the very outer eastern suburbs, then tonight at his mother's in Gippsland and tomorrow meeting up with friends at Flagstaff Gardens. I just don't really get how he can flit between so many worlds and feel comfortable in them all. In fact both his sisters are a bit like that. They are a credit to their mother who never brought them up to be organised or tidy, but with a lot of love. Tradie Brother, their father was much more difficult for them. Now they are all in their twenties, they respect and like their father, but it was not always so when they were younger.
Nephew's partner is very easy to get along with for everybody and it is quite clear they love each other very much. I wish they would make a boy baby so our branch of the family will go on with our family name but no sign of that happening.
As I am writing this, R is checking our tattslotto ticket. Oops, it is just too early. I told him to switch over to Channel Seven and get the results live at the Penthouse Club.
Aside from a few close personal friends and my wonderful blogmates, we are increasingly dependent on family for socialising.
Oh yes, as per normal, I emptied Mother's vacuum cleaner barrel. I am the only person in the world who knows are to properly put it back together after emptying it. I tap the filter on Mother's old incinerator carefully to rid it of impacted talcum powder. I am careful because I doubt a new filter can be sourced. In noticed as I walked back up the yard that half the lemon tree was missing. I also noticed there was no fresh cut. I am very unobservant at times. It must have been like this of a year or more. There were a couple of ripe lemons at the top of the tree so Non Dreaded Nephew got busy with kicking a soccer ball at the tree, and sure enough, down came the two ripe lemons.