13/6/24

It was an exhilarating morning, with the Mistress up and about early. She was a woman of mystery, always having her own agenda. She paced herself, not a morning person by any means. Crickey, she was out the door at 8:30 a.m., leaving me in a state of uncertainty, not knowing when she would return and fearing the consequences of being caught out again. 

It was another cold morning; everyone gathered around on the floor, and Mr. Wheelbarrow man dumped his ping pong balls on the floor. We all kicked and threw them around, filling the room with laughter and joy. Moonshine, true to his name, preferred telling jokes while we played. Sometimes, we rolled around the floor, our sides aching from laughter. The guys on the see-saw fell off with a tremendous thud. They were very slow at returning to the see-saw, and I hope they didn't break any bones. Eventually, all was well, but they were not as vigorous as before.

The golfer, a man of questionable ethics, took a potshot at the sleeping man. To our surprise, he didn't stir, not even after several attempts. We were left to wonder, why does this man sleep so profoundly? I delved into my books for answers, but all I found was a hint of his possible age, a mystery yet to be solved.

Eventually, The Mistress found her way home, and she was buzzing. I wondered what she was on because I wanted some! She caught up with two friends separately, as these two didn't know each other. One is from Tauranga, and she has published a book, too, so these friends have much in common. They only had an hour, so they made the most of their time. It sounds like the Mistress learned something, too, but she will not share this private information.

The next stop was to see her friend at "The Cup" cafe up the hill. These two mates talk and talk with hilarity and laughter. The owner they got to know, and she checked that all was well with their food and drinks. She gave them refreshed hot water, and her service was excellent, as always. These two like the view over Christchurch, too. Goodness only knows how many times these two pop up there. The Mistress discussed/hatched a plan with her about her book, so watch this space.

The Mistress really cares about her friends, and these two are always planning something. How will they get on when we travel in the caravan? There will likely be lots of phone calls.

The other thing she is buzzing about is that the Agent phoned to say someone is coming tomorrow afternoon, and he has had some phone calls of interest. No wonder she is happy. I shall have to check them out.