Two friends arrived at 1.30. Oldest Niece and Chainsaw/Hippy Niece and a family friend arrived at 1.50. We had a decent chat. By 2.15 we were all on the tram heading to town to see King Kong. The family friend did not have money on her Myki, so I grabbed our spare cards. I had to be careful to not use one to go into town and the other coming our, so I kept the one I used one with my own.
By 2.40 Non Dreaded Nephew had dropped Ex Sis in Law in front of the Regent Theatre from her monster 4WD. In the back was her very cute dog who we had not seen yet. We crazily and madly waved to him in the back seat as Non Dreaded Nephew pulled the big white beast out into the heavy Collins Street Sunday traffic.
King Kong has a thin story line and I really did not like the music. I may be gay, but torch songs are not for me. However, I really felt I had my money's worth, $130, for the special effects, the brilliant lighting, the energetic dancing and of the King Kong 'puppet' himself. After all the fuss and superlatives I had heard, I was prepared to be disappointed, but I wasn't. My only real criticism is that it was too loud, the loudest I have ever experienced in a live theatre. Ex Sis in Law mentioned it too. We are getting old, I lamented. The male performers and dancers received the loudest applause. Make of that, what you will, but it may say something about the make up of the audience.
King Kong dies. I did not know.
A blurry photo of the crowd exiting the theatre.
The show was in my favourite theatre too, saved from demolition by union bans, and then later restored. Even the seats are comfortable, such a rarity.
We left the theatre and set off to Chinatown to our frequently visited, Lemon Bistro, a Thai restaurant operated by Vietnamese, as usual. Ex Sis in Law called Non Dreaded Nephew as we were leaving to go back to the Highrise and he joined us there with his partner and Ex Sis in Law's ever so cute dog. 'What's that building?' asked Non Dreaded Nephew's partner when she was out on the balcony looking at the synagogue. So much for her Jewish credentials.
Ex Sis in Law did not have a Myki, so the second spare came in useful for her trip from town back to the Highrise.
Coffee and tea, crisps and biscuits were about all we had to offer the unexpected returnees. After much merriment, laughter and chat, everyone left.
But there was some momentous news. It was a little early for us to be told as it is early days, but Hippy Niece let the cat out of the bag. There was discussion about payment for tickets and Hippy Niece said to older Niece, it is ok. I will pay. Think of it as an extra baby bonus (Federal Government grant). That did not go unnoticed by R or myself. I left it to mention to R later.
'Oldest Niece,' I asked at the theatre, 'do you want a glass of wine before we go in?' 'No thanks Uncle. I am not drinking'. And then it all came out. R accused her. She is pregnant, only a few weeks. So, I will be a great uncle. Ohhhh, that sounds very old, but not as old as Mother becoming a great grandmother.
Funny, R and I had discussed this in the past and we always concluded she would be the first. We also concluded that while she tolerated us as a teen, she would come into her own as she got older, and so she has. She is probably most like her mother of the three. The three of them exhibit that you don't need to have a great education. Your childhood home can be untidy and chaotic. Your parents can separate and your mother find a new partner. None of that matters and I am envious of their 'brought up on love' childhoods. They all have what R and I see as disorganised lives, but they are just so gorgeously friendly and loving.
My other much younger niece, Little Jo, may well the smartest of them all, but will she be the loving person that they all are? Hmmm, I can see who might be pushing me around in a wheel chair in the park and I doubt it will be Little Jo, but you never know.
I am a little surprised at myself though. One of my first thoughts was, you aren't married lass! You are living in sin. Pondering now, she has been with her partner for what must be six years. They have bought a house together, although about two years ago, Mother mentioned that they had been having issues, but judging now, I think they are pretty sound.
Family name? The family name does continue on but only directly by Non Dreaded Nephew and one of my uncles who has two boys, who would be getting close to 40. I don't know if they have children. I suppose three lines of the name is enough.