Tress and I dropped the little guys at Heather’s on Saturday morning, and then headed to Tullamarine. We’d booked ourselves into a Rex flight up to Canberra, having decided to leave the furry friends and the car behind. We parked at the T4 car park, which was full and we had to park all the way up on the uncovered top floor. Once we got into the terminal, we got ourselves a quick bite of lunch and then boarded the flight, en route to see little Abby and her parents again.
We got in a bit after 1.30pm, and it was wonderful to see all of them again. Little Abby look as beautiful and sweet as we remember her, and her parents look sleep deprived… It took a little while for the sweetie to warm up to us, and I was very contented to just “speak” to her on that first day of being reacquainted, without any attempts for any physical contact.
The next four days were a bliss. Spending loads of time with people you care about a lot, and seeing a little infant grow into a 7 1/2 months little wonder, brought loads of smiles. We did lots of eating, lots of walking, and just being around them constantly. I thoroughly enjoyed and cherished this trip.
I’d been reading again, albeit on the kindle, and I have to thank Michael Gawenda for that. His book that came out just before Hamas attacked Israel on 7 Oct, was such a timely read for me that I quickly finished it and I’m now enjoying his work on the biography of Mark Leibler, the prominent Melbourne lawyer that leads Arnold Bloch Leibler (“ABL”). Some years ago (while in Superpartners, I think) I heard someone describe that firm as a rottweiler, cementing its reputation as an aggressive practice that I had heard about before. I also heard about it being a Jewish firm that served wealthy Jewish businessmen in Melbourne. So to read Michael Gawenda writing about this, and the protagonists roles in the Jewish community in Melbourne as well as Australia generally, has been a gripping ride.
We got back yesterday arvo around 4pm, and headed straight to Heather’s to pick up the boys. Last night as I played with the little furry fellow, I found myself missing little Abby. It’d be a a few weeks before we see her again. That’ll be another treat. Somehow, visiting Abby, Kiddo and Mic while reading about ABL and the Jewish community Down Under, has proven a yummy mix…
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