
There is one couple , however, who occupy a very soft spot within my heart. They are comparatively elderly, in their 70's I believe, & just absolutely wonderful. Every time I delivered to them I was given either a lovely fresh scone or a piece of home grown fruit. They moved to the particular area they are in to avail themselves of a relaxed lifestyle & do a bit of fishing. Then it all turned to custard. She suffered renal failure & he developed progressive emphysemia. Still nothing was too much trouble. There is a small reserve next to their house & they managed to keep it looking tidy & well planted. When we delivered, he was always waiting at the front with his ride on mower with a small trailor to load the cartons on to to take as far as the back door. You dont mind doing a bit extra for people with heart like that.
Even though I am not permanently on that particular run any more, I have still kept my eye on the freight going through the depot looking for shipments heading their way. I haven't seen any in a while now. Today, as happens once in a while, I had occasion to do that run. Its Ed's run now, but as we need an extra truck for Auckland most evenings now, Ed does two nights a week on that & I do the other 2. I like to do Monday & Wednesday so that I can watch Dr Who. Anyway, today was Ed's day for Auckland, so I did the Waihi run. As there was a delivery down the road where my friends live, I decided to drop in to say gidday & catch up. I was extremely saddened to find out that they had separated & gone their own ways, with him on his own in the house & her resident in Hamilton. I could see the hurt in his eyes as he told me. I would have liked to gone inside with him & sat down for a cuppa & a yarn, but unfortunately I still had a fair bit of freight to kick off, So had to go.
I came home to a lovely meal & a loving wife. As I sat there , I reflected on how I would cope if, perish the thought, I ever happened to lose Herself for any reason. Not terribly well I would suspect.
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