And so it comes....

I'm really on the countdown with work now.

Only one and a half shifts left...Tomorrow is a full day, Thursday is a half clinic, half ward day and then Friday is a day in the city at the conference I will be attending, as local support.



This week also appears to be heralding the death knell of my beloved car.

My commodore sedan, purchased only 10 years ago is sounding its death rattles as we speak. PGA, as I fondly call her has been at the mechanics for almost a week now and he has just rung to tell me there is not a lot he can do to fix some major problems that have emerged as he been fixing other problems.



We purchased this car almost brand new when Chris and Merryn were 17 and 15 respectively.

This car has been with us through numerous trials in our lives, when my Dad died and when Chris died. This car has been to Porepunkah numerous times. She has been to NSW, South Australia, even QLD I think from memory. She was with me when I went up to Bairnsdale to be with Bronie when her Isabelle was born. She has taken Mum and I up to Pambula, and was an integral key to when Mum moved from Rosebud to where she now resides.

If ever I could love something inanimate, it would have to be my white commodore sedan, PGA.

Unfortunately though, all things change as we grow older and it seems I must prepare to say goodbye to her as some problems are irreparable.



Last Sunday was Murray's eldest sisters 70th. birthday. Her second eldest daughter held a birthday party for her with immediate family and siblings present.

It was a delightful day and the bonus for Murray and I was to catch up with people it has been all to easy to put off seeing when you are so busy with work.

Shirl has certainly experienced some trials in her life and seeing her emerge as a truly graceful woman from it all is one of my life's pleasures.

Shirl has 12 grandchildren and 11 of them were there the other day. It was also a bonus watching those grandchildren who not long ago were little kids, emerging into maturing adults with almost independant lives.

As for the rest of us, (the siblings that is)...we don't appear to have changed much and the biggest delight of the day apart from singing "Happy Birthday" and laughing about when Shirl spoke of "Krugers'" (in joke) was simply picking up where we left off from the last time we saw each other.