Turbulent Times

Lots of things have happened in the last month. I've often thought of updating the blog but there has barely been breathing space. (the shed has been full of people, not enough oxygen).

Trev received a call from his mother three weeks ago to say his dad had only days to live. His father was 82 and suffering from Parkinsons, severe hip and back pain and was in a nursing home where he had been fighting a chest infection for some time, and had seemed to have pulled through, but he had a relapse and was very weak. Trev went over for 8 days, however Fred was made of stronger stuff than anyone had thought and managed to shake the infection, however he was seriously weakened. Trev came home knowing he would be going back soon after.

Trev was celebrating his 50th birthday on New Years Day when the call came to say his dad had passed away. Usually passed away is a euphemism, but it does seem as though he had slowly slipped between worlds. Trev is off to Melbourne on Sunday for the funeral.

Fred had an eventful life as an apprentice printer, in the Airforce at Townsville, he cleared bushland for the Upper Yarra dam (with an axe), and eventually ended up in Melbourne as station officer in the Metropolitan Fire Brigade.