I’ve spent much of the weekend saying goodbye to my sister Susannah. No, she hasn’t died or anything – she and her husband Adrian have been down in Melbourne saying goodbye to everybody before they go jetting off to England. They’ll be back at Christmas for a visit, but the overall plan is to be gone for a couple of years.
She’s been gone from Melbourne for a couple of years now, living in Sydney. But this is going to be harder. She’ll be so much further away. Different time zone. $2000 and 24 hours travel to visit her, instead of $150 and 2 hours. It’s exciting and I hope she does well over there, but I’m going to miss her.
She asked me to compile a CD of local music – basically a bunch of Paul Kelly, and whatever else I think would be good. I’ve done so. I have a feeling it’s going to leave her so homesick she’ll be crying into her pillow every night. I hope not. Though I suppose it might bring them home sooner!