Julie had gone for an interview and Ami still slept while I sourced a windscoop and tended to more paperwork. Finally sorted by mid-morning Ami and I set off for the chandlery then Eastleigh where I bought the rest of my shopping and got a much needed haircut. Unfortunately so much of my hair has fallen out I wasn’t able to go for the very short and spiky, easy to manage on a boat style I fancied but at least a mass of sun bleached frizz was swept away from the floor and my life. Ami’s friend Tim met us for lunch before a flying visit to my friend Ju’s to collect the solar powered lamps she’d bought for me and frantically try and catch up with four months of gossip. Oh how I’ve missed my family and friends. En-route through the day I spoke to others who there would sadly be no time to see. My head was dizzy.
Back at Julie and Andy’s delicious duck was cooked for dinner and Andy cut down the batten through the windscoop so it fitted into my bag while I printed off my new travel insurance and repacked (again!). I so often wonder how I would manage without their love and support; they are always there for me. There had been no time to take my babies shopping for Christmas presents never mind go back to Ami’s flat to see the amazing transformation since July. She had only been my chauffeur with little time for fun and our last hug before she drove home seemed all too premature. Through snowy countryside, icy mist but luckily clear roads Julie and Andy drove me to Guildford where ‘Thank you’ didn’t really seem enough. This also applied to Dan who checked me in on-line with British Airways, checked trains for tomorrow and gave me mail which he’d been collecting from my house. It was a very late night by the time I had sorted it through and packed my hand luggage. Phew! I prayed for sleep tonight.
(The blog from Brindabella I’m told would read ‘A quiet day doing odd jobs’)