Today did not go as we planned, that is on a gorgeous warm and sunny spring day we would go west over the big bridge and clean the car at a commercial car wash and then brunch in Altona Village.. We were up bright and early and ready to be out by 10.30! As I was drying myself after my shower, I heard R talking to someone on his phone. The conversation sounded friendly but given we barely have friends, and it clearly wasn't a long conversation, so it wasn't Mother, who could it be?
It was someone R worked with in the early 80s, a gay man who was once married to woman. He and R caught up about 5 years ago here but I did not see him as I was at work. I last saw him at a barbeque at our house in Balaclava in about 1999. In the 80s we travelled in a campervan around New Zealand with him, and resolved to never travel with him again.
He was cleaning up the empty three bedroom flat he owns in Malvern, very near to former blogger Fen. His daughter used to live there rent free. He rather outstayed his welcome here, being here for five hours. We did go out and walked down the boulevard to a cafe for lunch and coffee. He lives an hour's train ride from Melbourne on a a semi rural property with his former pedo brother. His brother is gay too and now has a non live in partner, and G was quite amusing as he demonstrated how the partner fusses around and plumps up cushions. Actually we had many laughs about many things with G during his visit. We talked about our medical issues, sex, medications, sex, current affairs, sex, our history, sex, all sorts of things, and sex. He is a couple of years older than me but he is still sexually active. Oh dear, what gay men get up to on country train full of private school girls. Even I balked at that. But no child was harmed during the connection.
While it is not about him being older, it is that he has changed his appearance, think white beard. He sounded like the old G but did not look like the old G would, or an older version of himself. He stayed way too long, but nevertheless, it was nice to see him and we certainly did have some good laughs, with laughter tears having to be wiped away.
I understand why people disparage Facebook, but via FB I have connected with an aunt, a schoolmate and we have connected with G.