I woke at 5am-ish and spent some time replying to emails.
Then got up to say goodbye to Diane.
When I was in the shower I was hit with memories and thoughts and dissolved into tears.
I remembered Wilf saying at Tim’s funeral how much he and Diane had been looking forward to getting to know Tim & I better and spending time with us.
As mutual in-laws, future grandparents, plus as friends with lots in common.
We were looking forward to those times too.
It was also the thoughts of Tim not being here to share the grandchildren which he was so looking forward to.
He had been waiting for so long for the appearance of them.
The children all have been busy creating lives and taking their own time to produce their own families so we haven’t had the pleasure of the prospect of grandkids until this year.
And now they are beginning to fill our lives he is gone – just totally not fair
Wilf had left me the train timetable and card so I thought I would head down and catch the 9:17am to Britomart.
Got there and found there was an earlier one not listed in the schedule.
So when it arrived I hopped on board.
Must say it was rather interesting.
As a white female I was very much in the minority in my carriage.
It was quite good not to be in a hurry to be anywhere so I meandered.
The crowds ascended the escalators quickly and by the time I got to them I sailed up to ground level alone.
I was able to get my bearings as soon as I saw this building.
It is at the bottom of Queen St and I have been up into it with Sunni to visit one of her apartments.
Wandering up Queen St at 9:30am is actually quite good.
The office workers are already off the streets and at their desks, the main body of shoppers hadn’t begun yet.
Just a few stragglers, street sleepers finding some place to go for the day and me!
I passed by a BNZ so popped in to see about banking some $US a friend had sent me to help pay for Tim’s helicopter ride home.
Had a very interesting chat with the bank teller guy after I discovered the exchange rate was very definitely not in my favour at the moment!
Decided against the exchange for now – will ride it a while and see how the rates move in next weeks.
But got me realising how far out of touch I have been.
Tim always monitored the exchange rates because it affects the prices we get for the sale of our mussels.
Although the US$ has been sitting high against the NZ$ it is definitely the highest I have seen in a very long time.
Walked further along and spotted the old BNZ building across the road.
I am loving the beautiful old architecture around the city.
Could happily spend all day just wandering and taking photos of all the wonderful shapes & designs.
They were so incredibly creative back then, unlike the glass box structures that over power the city today.
I got myself a frappaccino before walking up to meet Sunni.
I was sitting at the bus stop across the road from her apartment people watching while waiting for her.
It was so funny.
A bus pulled up, a lady hopped on and then proceeded to scramble through her handbag, the driver was sitting waiting patiently while she was dithering with her money.
At last success and she handed him a $5 note – he resignedly gave her some change.
Last time I was on the buses I am sure there were signs asking for correct change to be at the ready!
Then another lady rocked up, stood several metres back from the bus door and called across the gap asking where he was going.
She then yelled loudly down the street to her friend, who then came running staggering up the footpath and consulted with her.
Then it was another yelling session and from down the hill further half a dozen more people came ‘running’!
As they were all rather overweight Island folk dressed to the nines in city attire and footwear, I hesitate to use the verb ‘running’, but they did come as fast as they could manage.
All the while the bus driver is sitting there exuding as much nonplussed patience as he could muster.
Sunni arrived and dragged me away from my entertainment
We walked over to the mission and finally managed to find the keys to the vehicle and were off and away out to St Lukes.
I dropped her off at her appointment and then went down to the St Luke’s Mall to hang out for an hour.
I wandered the mall, shopped a weeny bit, not major cuz I don’t have much luggage allowance and also most fo the shops I can find at home anyway.
Watched a clown entertaining the kids.
Then just as I had collapsed on a couch in exhaustion wondering whether to get some food or wait, Sunni text to say she was ready to be picked up.
Zipped back and got her and we went in search of lunch.
She took me to a cute wee place – ‘little bird unbakery‘ in New North Road.
It is all raw food.
Not one cooked thing on the premises!
Sunni got the passionfruit cheesecake and I had a fettucine which was amazing.
The ‘fettucine’ was made from shredded courgettes mixed with other veges and a dressing.
The cheesecake was also delicious – it was made using the flesh of coconut, and the base was so good.
I am not much of a cheesecake fan but I did enjoy the tastes I had of this one.
These flowers were on some of the tables.
Have no idea what they are but they were so beautiful I have to find out!!
Then we drove to Sabato.
It is a food heaven.
We spent ages trying all the various oils and sauces etc.
Was sooooo full when we left.
It is absolutely to die for delicious
Then it was over to New Market Mall and we spent the next hour having some pampering.
Both of us had a pedicure and I also had the manicure.
Nearly drifted off to sleep on the massaging chairs.
After we were all dry we cruised off down the street and did some ‘window’ shopping.
Did find some boots I liked while Sunni tried on some others – but as they were $960 I decided to leave them there for someone else to enjoy
We detoured on the way home and Sunni finally got her Bannoffie Pie from Frasers Cafe in Mt Eden.
I got an original baked cheesecake just to keep her company – can’t have a girl eating alone
We were both really tired so headed back to the Mission.
Parked up and headed to the apartment.
I detoured off to get a Tank drink – have become rather partial to the Pomegranate Purifier.
Sat and knitted and rested with Sunni while watching a movie.
Then Wilf called to say they were heading home soon, so I packed my bag and left Sunni to rest some more and headed over to the Mission.
Drove home with Diane through slow 5pm traffic.
I was nearly asleep.
Crashed out at the house while Wilf made dinner.
It was so good to have a home cooked deliciously wholesome meal – steak and veges with a wonderful cheese sauce.
I was just about to fall into bed when Murray Skyped me for a chat.
Nice to catch up briefly but I had to get to bed.
It had been a good day, but I am not used to walking the streets so much and I was exhausted.
Fell asleep with tears on my pillow as I’m really missing Tim so very much tonight.
I have been told many times lately that I am looking good.
But it feels almost like because I am that people think I am okay.
But I am not.
It is sort of a double whammy when I get told that.
For myself and for Tim I have taken care of me in the past couple of years, physically and emotionally and I can’t let that go now he is not here.
For him I am still trying to look after myself.
So if you see me looking good and smiling please just know that on the inside I am so miserably lonely.