picnic

mouth hurts. enough to slow but not stop eating.

typical night. woken by calf cramps. get up, drink lots of water, fixes the cramps then woken by the need to pee.

today, tues, we go for a picnic.

deb decides on a lookout beyond walyunga. it will give the truck a drive in the country. normally we would drive, run, picnic. today, no run.

the truck battery is flat. oh well, we take the little red, city, car. no worries.

the lookout is brilliant. a view across bush to another walyunga hill. absolute isolation, not another person in sight.

since i lost half my vision i prefer to pee sitting down, no need to watch if i am peeing into bowl or floor.

no toilet here so i stand, line up carefully and splash onto rocks.

yes, i pee onto the rocks. look more carefully and finally see that i am also peeing all over my hand and shorts.

oh well.

i remember the peace and bush isolation of my childhood. flatter so with less view than todays lookout. but no people. pity we cant live at the walyunga lookout.

i like our house. i am never comfortble with the surrounding houses, streets, people.

oh well. too old, too late, too bad.

If all else fails -- get a bigger hammer


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Dr Nick Lethbridge
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