The last night in Highton (for a while

These lights are hanging over the place where a dining table should be. They were planned to shine on noisy family dinners with 3 little kids and a mum & a dad. But we never got round to deciding which light to use, and then the dad died, and the kids grew up. Finally, the mum decided to put a light over the table, rather than look at the bare electric cable anymore. But it took two attempts to find anyone interested on such a small job and the process took so long, that while still waiting for the lights, the family decided to move to Scotland. So.

The lights were installed yesterday, and tomorrow, we travel away from Australia, from our friends and support systems to a slightly familiar, but really rather foreign Ecountry.
The table was already packed and in a container, so we had no chance to see how it looked. That makes me a bit sad, for all those missed happy noisy funny family meals under the warm glow of the lights.
Even without the special lights, we still had many gatherings around the table. So many lovely memories of friends crowding round sharing their Boxing Day leftovers and creating a wonderful feast.
I am miss those friends so much. I I am hiding from emotion by
keeping busy, but sooner or later, it will catch up with me.

All will be well, it will, you know!