First thing this morning we went and retrieved Finn from the Turner household. They are all set for a holiday up in Coromandel in the North Island. Steve has been in the States for 2 weeks so they'll meet him there. We will all miss them very much. Rosie the dog doesn't look too bothered though.
Finn got dropped off at Jack's (Victoria's wee brother) on the first run over to Spooks shed room. Kate Ferguson came up from Dunedin to say goodbye and she, Meg and Victoria went on some kind of jaunt in town which seemed to involve bumping into Rene and going back to her house for a dance party, going back to town and swimming in the lake, rescuing someones cell phone from the lake and getting free shots on the peddle boats as a reward. She had an excellent last day. Finn went for a cycle down by the river with Jack and was very happy with his day too.
Spook and I worked our butts off to get everything in order, including Finn's hair (for which we did require his presence) and a family coffee/chocolate in Kai - the bar that Spook phoned me from to say he had been offered 2 years of work over here. I nearly cried in the bank, hugged Sandy in the hairdressers as she has been looking after me (but not my hair once I realised I couldn't afford it) since I arrived, hugged Christy in the Art Gallery who was my partner in the art therapy course, and had to put me back together after it, dropped off my tomato canes to Pat and Kieth, so a wee hug there. She was just back from a triple heart bypass operation and at 82, looked quite fragile. Once all was where it should be, we got back in time to have a takeaway pizza with John and family. John will be a bit lost without Finn, and with Sam away for a couple of weeks. Finn went out skateboarding down the road, after refusing to do it for 8 months and I thought that now was not a good time to sustain a broken limb.
Kate came in from next door and did a rather severe inspection, which was unexpected, but as I had scrubbed far more than anyone had done before we came in, we were not too worried.
On our own now except for the Sinclairs on the other end of the phone line - more sad goodbyes there.
Early night and a 6am start tomorrow so that we have a hopefully stress free journey north.
grateful for:
hmmmmmm..............having got to this stage when everything fits in the Ute. That includes the large box to be delivered to the shipping company in Christchurch with the bikes etc, my road bike to be delivered to the buyer in Christchurch and huge bags stretching the 30kg limit. I hope that tomorrow, I will be grateful to have got them all through checkin. But at least with Spook staying at ground level, he can send anything home if necessary and that there will be no histrionics. It is a very sad Spook who has packed up his family to send away.
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