It's nice to have the house back to normal. Anne went home yesterday and, although, it was nice to have a visitor, it's great to pick up our old routines again. I like to watch podcasts in the morning before Marilyn gets up but Anne was an early-riser and I didn't want to inflict my esoteric taste on her. One of our 'family sayings' is. I'm going to live in a cave and become a helmet. It's a quote from a 1959 TV show called The Loves of Dobie Gillis. Dobie was a typical US teenager of the time but his off-sider was a beatnik-type called Maynard G. Krebs who often said outlandish things like the one about being a helmet. Shows our age, doesn't it?
While we were urging Anne to finish her packing so we could head for the airport, there was knock at the door. Surprisingly, it was a friend we haven't seen for, maybe 20 years. She worked with us at the Friends School boarding house in the late 1970s but Marilyn thinks we last met her at Salamanca Place in Hobart more recently. She lives in Hobart but was in the north visiting a friend. Obviously, we had to chat and run but, now that we've made contact again, we'll make a point of seeing her next time we're down south.
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