Kind of speakies now in The Highrise, but I am suffering from malnutrition, having no dinner cooked for me for over a week. I did cook my fried rice one night but the offer of my cooking effort was declined by my co-habitor.
Bad swear words were directed at me tonight and that is part of the healing process. I've been through this a once or thrice and I know once the bad words, the swearing, the horribleness is over, we will heal. Relationships can be difficult at time and if you ask R, I am far from blameless. Naturally that is not my opinion. R gets quite stressed about things, often enough to do with my family....or me.
The past week flew past though and I took a few outings on my own of which you will hear about. Thursday was of course Mother's Day and to my surprise, R did come with me. Mother was her usual impossible self.
Saturday afternoon was a trip down the Mornington Peninsula for a family party for Fire Fighting Niece's birthday. I think it turned into a party for her friends that evening.
We could have stayed longer but it was our Dyke Friend's birthday dinner at a local hotel. We were home for ten minutes then off again to collect Brighton Antique Dealer from Balaclava Station to transport her to The Dick.
It was a nice meal and a great catch up with friends, including Manny from Malaysia whose coffee business is booming. He imports coffee, coffee making machines, trains people in coffee making and his business in Kuala Lumpur turned over US$3 million last year. I never realised how rich he is. He is a handsome and likable guy with a nice deep voice and the gift of the gab and his spoken English is good. He accidentally paid either AU$300 or €300 for a special glass of Scotch whiskey when he was in Dublin. He saw three musicals in London while staying at the Intercontinental in Park Lane with Hyde Park just outside his window, and stayed in Paris where he had a great view of Eiffel Tower. All business related expenses of course, and as in Australia, in Malaysia the costs will be a business tax deduction. This was just before he took his forty odd staff to Phuket for a weekend of fun and frivolity. Look out Melbourne coffee institutions. Manny has his sights set on Melbourne, a city he loves, especially for its weather!
Sunday was a rest day, with only a quick trip into town to buy a new electric carving knife (ha, one day there will be a roast again) to use up a $20 credit and have a bite to eat. Housework was done on Monday, with just a late lunch at a local cafe and wow, R made me baked beans on toast tonight. I am hungering for lamb chops. Maybe tomorrow. I might ask.
Meanwhile, much planning is going in to our campervan holiday. The 9:39 train to Tottenham Station better be on time. Vegemite, pepper grinder, extra towels, cereal, medication, wine, beer, Scotch, maps, nail clippers, eyebrow pencil and tweezers. The Camper Mate phone app is brilliant. It tells where we can get free wifi, where to fill our gas bottle and where we can dump the contents of our toilet canister, along with maps and accommodation and much more. It is crowd sourced and I notice anything is wrong or have extra information to add, I will do so.
There seems to be many reasons given as to why it will be 'impracticable' to stay at Sister's on The Bellarine. Bushes will need to cut back, (we don't have to park inside), Bone Doctor and Little Jo are going to BD's father's birthday lunch (we won't arrive until about 3pm). Why would you want to spend $80 on the ferry across the bay (our choice). BD and Little Jo can call in to your place for Little Jo to see your campervan. OK Sister we can take a hint. R is very angry about this and even the more tolerant me is rather annoyed and mystified. We won't go down th way again until we are invited. We will call into Mother's on the way to show her the van and then stay somewhere near Phillip Island for the night.