Writing from a peaceful place again… how lucky are we. At Diana and Geoff’s lovely home in Brisbane we lounge on the deck in suburbia and gaze out at their tropical garden with water feature and palms and suck in the peace and the comfort. Living in a caravan is fine and we are ready to go on for a good while longer but the opportunity to stretch and use shower and loo a few steps from the bedroom and have exclusive use of same is luxury indeed.
The time on campus was lovely – I felt welcomed and successful, didn’t get too many students to sign up as participants in my research but will keep trying. Was so good to see old friends and remember the good times I had there. Welcomes from students were especially touching. Then the Ipswich Fair was a cracker for us. We set up outside near the food outlet so were lucky to get attention from the food buyers and we were busy pretty well non-stop. It was lovely there too to meet up with old contacts and friends from the antique selling circuit and swop stories and experiences, even a few customers from the past showed up and yarned a bit.
We are finding a rhythm and a good place especially now that we have sold one of the houses that was draining our funds and emotions and as “Murphy’ would have it, that very house suffered a burst pipe in the bathroom last week and will be costing us a bit in repairs and cleaning up. House disasters is a never-ending saga it seems with us as we nervously await the quote from the builder who will repair the water and termite damage at Safety Beach…a whole new concrete slab and floor and wall tiles and all that is involved. No wonder we decided to stay living in a caravan for the rest of our lives… we have changed that decision but went through a phase when we thought that it would be a good thing to completely minimise maintenance etc … We have come to our senses and know that we both need that more expansive space that our house at SB will give us, until we can’t walk up and down the steps any more!