And so here we are back in our park over property in the
industrial area of Te Anau, some of the same folk still parked up and some
moved on. On rising this morning, after listening to arias from Brown Creepers
and Grey Warblers, we saw we had a very close neighbour, and soon discovered as
they did, that their front tyre was flat. Chris ventured out into the cold to
offer Good Samaritan help, but alas the fittings for our wheel brace and jack
et cetera were too large to be of much use for their small car-van. Their tools
were less than ours, and Chris’s efforts were appreciated for the offering but
otherwise of little use. We were pleased to see that after our very delayed
breakfast, they had managed to remove their deflated tyre and fit the space
saver, ready to head back to Te Anau for proper repair, the opposite direction
to their planned route for the day.
While we enjoyed success in many small things today;
laundry, the arrival of our oven light, the refilling of our gas bottle, the
foreigners vehicle woes were not the only disasters of the day that touched
others. I sent a text to family members advising our re-emergence to
civilisation, and in return learned that grandson’s Charlie’s beloved feline
Molly had net with a grizzly end on the street. My heart went out to him; I
remembered losing my Suzy Wong in similar circumstances albeit at a couple of
years older. The world stops when one’s first pet dies, at the age of six or
nine, one is too young to understand that life and death are the natural flow
of the world.
For us, we are enjoying the late afternoon sunshine and
Chris more particularly, the fact that the first of the Cricket One Day
International World Cup matches is being played on Free-to-air television. All
is well in our world if not poor wee Charlie’s. We also learned that my parents
have crossed the Cook Strait with their motorhome and are currently holed up at
the Blenheim Racecourse ready to call upon Cousin Jeff and his partner, just as
we did so many weeks ago.
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