Our drive into Melbourne was rather an anticlimax – we merely set the SatNav to West Footscray and in we came. Just one stop at one of those sprawling Service Centres on the highway for coffee and after that we didn’t really notice that we were on Footscray’s hammer. Justin was working from home that day and with his help we manoeuvred the camper up the side of the house, gutted it of what we required for “city” living and closed it down for a well-earned rest. Great to reunite with the family – Donna dropped by and Renee finally finished work and we went for a great Pho (Vietnamese soup) down the road. We have yet to find anything near as good as that in Perth. Even Dexter the dog told us he forgave us for leaving him last year (because he knows what’s good for him) – spoilt little piglet dog that he is. He conned a walk to his favourite park almost immediately and that was good because there’s some really nice graffiti around the place. There’s been a new piece developed since our last visit and pretty impressive it is too. Google “Vaughn Bode” (yes I spelled it right) if you have a spare moment. Interesting guy and long time dead (1975). Dexter must think highly of it too as he hasn’t cocked his leg onto Vaughn, unlike every other skerrick of real estate in the park – although he’s a bit like El Nino by the end – no substantial falls possible.
However our Melbourne foray all turned sour when, on Sunday morning, Maurs went to put some garbage in the recycling bin. I thought she was gone a while – it transpired that she badly pulled a muscle in her back while dealing with a sheet of cardboard. She slowly made her way back inside – told me what she had done – to which I replied “Hang on that’s MY job!” (actually I haven’t done my back in for a good while now). I knew what to do – put her to bed, sedated her, hoped for the best. That afternoon she could not get off the bed. I got a chair and placed it next to her bed. “What’s that going to do? I can’t move!” she said through her teeth. I placed the chair back in the dining room. More sedation – this time for me. She remained immobile for quite a while and just had to take it easy for several days. She went to an Osteo on the Wednesday and was at least walking for short periods. And that my dear Melbourne friends, is why we have not made contact as yet. It’s her fault!
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