Old news now of course, but that extended Mediterranean Cruise didn’t happen at the end of last year, and the quick trip to Sydney to support James’ participation in the Port Macquarie Ironman last May was cancelled too, of course. Closer to home, two Open Water swims I planned to paddle my way through in Rotorua and Auckland were cancelled. And I didn’t fancy swimming training laps down at the Otaki pool any more. It was watching them wipe all surfaces, every two hours, with sanitizer that did it. Painting got cancelled because I couldn’t travel to my studio shed!
The giant NZ Art Show in Wellington was cancelled and even the low-key opening night at the Academy of Fine Arts Exhibition in Wellington was cancelled. And then friends Edna and Guy in Dunedin cancelled their trip to the North Island, to visit with us at Base Camp. The whole situation was disgraceful and I was getting older by the minute!
Middle child Amber got it in one, with the image she sent way back then, below. We were having plenty of sunshine here at home, but sadly no windows large enough to fit our bums through. Must try this – perhaps by elevating the two big horizontal bean bags we have out in the ‘courtyard’.
Oldest daughter Megan’s sense of humour is also alive and well and excuse the disgraceful language but the following notice apparently circulated through the Australian corporate world last year and brought tears of laughter to our eyes. As we said, if you don’t laugh, you cry!