Going for a walk with aunty.

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Although I’ve been keeping active, it involved a lot of cafes with friends for coffee, heading to the beach, lazing in the sun, going out to bars. Lots of photos but not really that news worthy. A phone call from aunty brings me back to reality with questions like “Why don’t you call me?”, “Are you eating well?”, “Are you having fun?”, “Why don’t you get married?” I thought mum went home!!! So a visit to aunty Alia’s is in order.

Aunty’s carer Valia stands ready to make me lunch which includes recipes taught to her by mum. Now it’s a 4 course meal everytime I visit.

After a quick chat we head out of her apartment for a race around the park. I give Aunty and Valia a head start of 40 minutes but this never seems enough as I quickly lap them and beat them back to the apartment.

Aunty and Valia do their best Stevie Wonder impersinations.

I make a quick note as to the variously located plastic bottle recycling depots scattered around the streets. As the tap water is akin to Brisbane sewage most people drink bottled water. Therefore collection centres are numerous. A clever idea even for Australia me thinks. Someone get their councils onto this.

Aunty and Valia take up a people watching position on a bench. Perve at all the nice Jewish boys going by.

Chappy comes for a walk, pisses on every tree, post, scooter, wall and bin on the block.