It is many months since I have spoken to our friend who lives at the base of Mount Elephant in Victoria's western district. He is approaching eighty and suffering from life style induced health issues. Welcome to my world.
Australian born, he lived for many years in London until Australians were no longer welcome and he was chucked out. He spent some time in Amsterdam and then returned to Australia. He was not connected with his family but he was quite ok when I met him through work related circumstances. He lived in suburban Armadale then. He retired with some money and moved to the small country town as described above. The house he bought was once a bakery. He turned it into a plant nursery which was almost successful financially, until his grand visions petered out. Just because you can identify 100 English roses and name all the best English gardens does not mean you are a good business person.
We used to visit him, but his house was becoming so run down and he run down too, it became too hard for us. The last time we visited we were served a wonderful meal, at about 10.45pm. I was so drunk, being used to have pre dinner drinks from six until a meal is served. R was not much better. Our friend functions on alcohol. He drinks wine from about midday until he goes to bed, yet it is very measured drinking and he functions, albeit very slowly as the day goes on.
I called him this morning and there was no answer. I thought the worst. But another try this afternoon got results. He is fine and sounds quite well with no serious issues apart from nearly dead legs. He has two old hand me down electric wheelchairs and is about to get a brand new one from State social services.
He is on a Federal Home Care Package and does quite well from it.
I was not looking forward to today. I am not much of one for seafood, but somehow we were at Lobster Cave in Beaurmaris, with five other people. I so did not want to be there. I needed some time on my own. R then asked if we could go to DFO in Moorabin. I said yes, but I felt unwell after a huge lunch. It was kind of good in that we cleaned up some christmas things. But the weather was hot and the water cooling air con at DFO was inadequate. I spend a good bit of time sitting on the 'husband while wife is shopping' seats.
We had been out to dinner the night before too, after I worked all day. R made a magnanimous gesture and called the ex Brother Friends who are back in Australia for a few months before returning to Thailand. If you remember, R had a falling out with them. They are now apparently our friends again and they were at dinner. Blokes, who can understand them. Our Malaysian friend Manny is in town and he was there for dinner last night and today he sent a text to join him for dinner at Crown on Wednesday night. Next Saturday, Little Jo may visit. Next Sunday is ABI Brother's birthday lunch.
I am sorry if you are lonely and have no one, but the thought of it rather appeals to me at the moment.