It is sadder to leave here than it was to leave Scotland, because I always knew that I was coming back to Scotland, and like the children, didn't really appreciate how long 2 years was and also believed that everyone would come out and see us. I feel like I am abandoning fledgling friendships here before they can be fully nourished and that is hard. Mary and I are so like each other in lots of ways and have spent the most time together. Through her, I felt like I was getting to grips with the real South Island.
Shannon took me out to this very Wanaka evening to meet and mingle with a designer and all those who want to buy her expensive and sustainable wear. I met Mary Forfar there, and we compared notes on how odd it is that the Kiwis tell us there is no class system here - as we looked around the room! Shannon was no more interested in the fashion than I was but it was a wee reminder of that side of life here. Carrie was there and was very excited because she had discovered a new Bubbly drink where the hibiscus flowers in your glass open when you pour the champagne in. Meg will be taking notes for the future. Mark was the only man there, and I suspect the designer will have been displeased as he was taking the ladies eyes away from the clothes.
Mary Forfar bought a puppy the week her husband went home for 12 weeks as they thought it would be good timing to keep the children from fretting without their dad. The dog loves Mary and barks at anyone who comes to the house as probable intruders and Mary suspects that her husband will not be welcome when he comes back.
Shannon took me out for dinner afterwards and we acknowledged that our friendship and that of our childrens was special and whilst we will really miss the ease of strolling in and out of her house, we will keep it up over the seas.
It will be a sad few days.
grateful for:
being sad.
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