On that day (four years ago!) we saw the Maxim Gorky play CHILDREN OF THE SUN in the drama theater of the Sydney Opera house!
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We went to the DENDY just for a quick coffee.
Maxim Gorki’s play “Children of the Sun” was shown at the Drama Theatre in Sydney’s Opera House. We saw this play last Saturday. There was a matinee performance at 2 pm which suited us for we prefer to be home at nighttime. Before we went to the theatre we met Caroline for lunch in the city.
Caroline had a salad and Peter and I had beer battered fish and chips.
We told Caroline that we had lunch at the same place on the last day of the year 2012. Later at home I looked up the post I published from that day. Sure enough I did find the lunch pictures and was able to republish them.
Yesterday there was on Peter’s Facebook a link to this blog. A few people were interested in reading it. I reblogged it here so maybe some more people might want to read it.
It has been a while since I added anything to my childhood memories. If I had another look at it now to see what I have written some time ago, maybe I would find a few things in there that I do not remember so well anymore now. With time the memories seem to fade somewhat. This is why it is important to write down the things that I do still remember now.
Today I thought about it how blessed I am that I have a number of great-grandchildren. Yes, there are five of them now. Grandson Tristan has two girls, grandson Ryan has two boys, and granddaughter Roxanne has one boy. The two girls are nine and ten years. The boys are five and three years, whereas Roxy’s little Carter is now 10 and 1/2 months.
Since all of us do not live very close together, I cannot see…
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I reblog these two photos of my friend Eva Maria. They may be interesting in connections with my other republished blog of today. Personally I started reading the comments to this photo blog with a lot of interest. I often like to look at comments that I received a long time ago!
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The first photo was probably taken shortly after Eva moved into the hostel.
The second photo was taken by a waitress who offered to take our photo while we were waiting for our coffee.
Eva is in the photo 88 and I am 65.
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This blog that I wrote one year ago I pretty much could have written today. The pictures very much look like pictures I could have taken today. And nearly everything I comment about in this blog could have been written today too.
Yes, spring is in the air now here in Australia, and yes we would like to have a bit more rain.
I love taking some photos when I manage to go for a walk. When I took the above pictures I had taken my walking stick along. This made walking so much easier. I had not been walking very much during the past few weeks. It had always been rather cold and often extremely windy. The last few days I was determined to go out each morning at least for a little bit and get used to walking again. When I do it regularly, it really makes a difference. Often I feel more confident again to walk around without using my walking stick. This warmer and calmer weather makes me feel that spring has finally arrived here in the Illawarra of NSW, Australia. I just hope for a bit of rain in the near future because for quite some time we had nearly no rain at all and everything is starting…
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AuntyUta 
I read your previous account of Eva. It’s great you have photos to remember her by. Did she not have any children or other relatives?
It’s sad that she was restricted by her husband. It’s sad too that they did not get along during their years growing old together. I don’t have enough details to understand why but I feel sorry that they must have grown apart as people. That’s very isolating. I can’t help but wonder what her husband’s motives were for all the restrictions he imposed. One of it seems that he must have known she would leave him if she had more financial independence. That’s just an assumption I’m making though.
What is a “Hostel” as you termed it? Here in the USA, we have a different definition for it. I am assuming that where you are, it is the equivalent of a nursing home/facility to care for elderly who can no longer care for themselves or who can’t or will not live alone anymore. There have been many articles written about them. There have been a few movies set in them. One that comes to mind is the movie, “In Her Shoes,” where Shirley MacLaine plays the grandmother to two beautiful women played by Toni Colette and Cameron Diaz. I’d stay in that kind of facility. It looks very welcoming and happy. But, I have to admit, I have never been to an actual one In real life.
Hi Mary-Ann, thank you so much for reading about Eva and writing such a thoughtful response. As far as her relationship with her husband is concerned, this is of course rather complicated. I’ll probably blog a bit more about it soon.
Nursing Homes in Australia are for sick people who need medical attention 24/7. The hostels for the aged are meant for people who can still do most things for themselves, like taking showers, walking to the dining-room for meals etc. Sadly there aren’t always places in nursing homes available when people need them. This means when a resident in a hostel needs nursing home care and should be transferred to a nursing home, often the transfer has to be delayed and the hostel staff have to look after the sick residents who should really be in a nursing home.
I forgot to mention that Eva had no children. Some distant relatives would have some correspondence with her but lived too far away for visits.
Sorry, I want to quickly add a bit more to this. Eva helped out in the kitchen for as long as her health permitted it. She always got on fabulously with the staff. Most people who knew her, showed that they cared for her a lot and were her friends. She got on well with the few male residents which made some of the women residents a bit jealous, I think.
I guess the “Hostel” you refer to are what some term here as “Residences for Active Seniors” or something like that.
It’s great you were able to be her family in her older years. I hope I will have good company in the event I get to be the one left behind to fend for myself.
Yes, Mary-Ann, the people who live in these hostels for seniors are referred to as ‘residents’. This probably means they are similar to your residences for active seniors.
For retirement living there are several options in Australia. The trend is to encourage people to stay living in their own homes for as long as possible with some extra help from outside if required. If you move to a retirement village, a lot of them come in three stages: Independent living, where you have your own unit and do your own cooking and cleaning for as long as possible. The next stage would be having only one room in a hostel. If you get sick and have to stay in bed indefinitely, it is required you be transferred to a nursing home.
These permanently bedridden people often take up places in hospitals because the transfer to a nursing home often cannot be arranged soon enough. As far as I know there are some hospitals with special palliative care facilities. There probably should be more of these facilities available. Palliative care should be preferable to just nursing care. This is what I would think. Wouldn’t you?
Eva looks like a lovely lady…
I think even when she felt depressed, she coped with it rather well. I was very fond of her. Thanks for commenting, Eliz.
What a treasure photo!
Actually I do have a few more photos of Eva. May want to publish them one day.
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I reblog these two photos of my friend Eva Maria. They may be interesting in connections with my other republished blog of today. Personally I started reading the comments to this photo blog with a lot of interest. I often like to look at comments that I received a long time ago!