SHUGGLING TO THE END
Last 2 days officially in the Shuggle. Yesterday was the brisbane of Legend which I had not encountered this Summer. HOT with bugs crawling on me while i tried to sleep and the ceiling fan whirring. I have a lingering image of long fans made of cloth and pulled back and forth on white fellas by an Indian holding the rope in his toes. I saw it in a movie a long time ago. Last night I lay in the heat – window closed against the neighbours’ noises. Fan turning instead of being leisurely fanned back and forth by a toe pulled rope – listening to a squeaky dog and thinking to myself – ” one legendary Brisbane night before I leave. ” One is probably quite enough and a 1000 far to many. Today is however my accustomed Brisbane day. Cool and damp. Birds and tropical gardens. Iz works today and tomorrow at Aust Lit and then it is done and he comes to live with me in The Cottage on The Hill. As an AusStudent and me a Disabled Pensioner. I wonder what my disability really is.
Today I am commissioned to go into the City and find Allens Music Store in the Queen Adelaide Building in Queen Street Mall and buy 3 sets of strings for an 8 string mandolin. Thats Izzy present to the Bloke for his 61st birthday. I have the internet printout to show them. I shall add a meeting at St Andrews Church at noon. probably take the train from Auchenflower station 3 stops into the City. Then I am almost done with that as well
I listen to ClassicFM here in the Shuggle. When I am down South, I listen to Coast FM. The Shuggle is beautifully set up with Bookcases and wardrobes . Down South we are making our bookshelves from planks and bricks as we did way back in the 70s.
Izzy is accustomed to fulltime work and plenty of pay. As from March 31st hes AusStudy and full time PhD. Now this will be interesting.
And Me I am accustomed to living alone and running my own households for 20 years . This could be very interesting indeed. This could be very good.
Here in Auchenflower in this Thursday before we leave, the rain comes. I borrow a blue long sleeved shirt from his wardrobe and wiht my Lynx sandals on prepare for another rainy Brisbane outing.
A last few days spent looking through louvres. A last few days watching the ghekkos come out to hunt from behind the bookcases. And dreading the slope of the Rossmere Lane Hill. I am yearning for the big farmhouse in a valley near my children but life might not go that way. So I keep packing up the Shuggle ready for the next Student from UQ who will come to live here. And wondering how JB is doing in the Royal Brisbane Women and Childrens Hospital. Iz was in there with his cardiac incident but I don’t quite know where it is. I haven’t QUITE mastered Brisbane and for now I will not be doing so but :
I STILL LOVE THIS CITY !
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