Meeting the scary family!

Having reconnected so nicely in Sydney, we flew to Brisbane.
It was wonderful to have Urshla with me. She appreciated that the last leg of her long journey was with me. She clung to my arm for the whole flight.

I'd previously arranged with my daughter Clara to borrow her car. Clara has a snazzy silver VW EOS convertible. I thought it would be an element of fun to drive from the airport to Clara's place with the top down. Urshla thought so too. Her hair swished around her face in the breeze. I had a scarf ready and she wrapped around her head to hold her hair in place. It was dark by now, and it was a perfect night for enjoying the cool air.
All part of the Australian hospitality and way of life.

It all seemed so surreal. In my own city, I felt like everything was new and fresh. The top was down, the wind swirling around the car, my love next to me. The dream continued.

We arrived at Clara's place and settled Urshla into the room prepared for her. Clara was a wonderful hostess. In the midst of the loss of her Mum, I can't imagine how difficult it was for her to be gracious to the new woman in my life. I'm ever grateful to Clara for the lovely way she accepted the changes in our lives and love her to bits.