Kotz and I undertook our well advertised Southern Library Tour in February, an exciting time to venture out in our ’new’ 2001 caravan (see previous blog) . Along the way we met many enthusiastic fellow campers, readers and librarians, eventually arriving in our old haunt Balclutha to spend an afternoon at Murray’s memorial service. There, we caught up with old Balclutha buddies, wallowing in special memories of where it ‘all began’…
However an over night call from Nelson informed us that my mother had suffered a stroke. Dunedin, not being too far from Gore, was where I caught a plane back home the following day, to be with my Mum. My trusty husband drove all the way back to Nelson with the caravan.
One week later my dear mother who never regained consciousness, died with us by her side. We held a memorial service for her three weeks afterwards in Christchurch; a service attended by around eighty friends and family. What a spectacular sunny day and a loving and laughing, meaningful farewell.
There, so now you have the ‘back-story’.
Since then I have been planning a North Island tour to start mid August, and have been called on to do a spot of unexpected and delightful relief teaching at a local school. As of today (ta da de dah) we have just returned from a South Pacific cruise specially for Kotz’s birthday!
I do plan to keep on keeping you posted.