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Half past five in the morning, I'm on my way to the airport.
Going south to visit my family, including an uncle I haven't seen in twenty years. I'll do some research for the novel I'm writing and perhaps play a game of golf or two. I'll meet up with Trudi Canavan and Paul Ewins in Christchurch and put on my irritating tour guide persona for a few days, then back home to await their arrival in the North Island.

That's the plan. Everything's a little up in the air right now, though. Dorinda's mum has had a stroke and isn't recovering well: they're thinking of transferring her to hospital. So ... I've got to be ready to come home at a moment's notice. Some tour guide. 

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I really hope Dorinda's mum is ok. Have fun with your irritating tour guide persona. Why are flights so often scheduled for stupid o'clock?


Sending love to you and Dorinda. Hope her mum is on the mend.

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Thank you for the kind wishes. Sadly Dorinda's mum has suffered renal failure and the prognosis is not good. Dorinda's family have gathered at our house and pretty much waiting it out. I'm still down south and awaiting Dorinda's word to come scurrying home. No safari, I think.


*Sending waves of compassion across the ocean*. Sometimes there is nothing to do but wait and be with family.


Sorry to hear that Russell. I hope Dorinda is bearing up under the pressure. Hugs to you both