Crepe Myrtle time

They come out at different times, depending on how much rain and sun they get. Mine mostly have my house between them and the sun so are rather late bloomers. But today they are fully out

Anne and I go to church (again)

We rather liked our previous visit to the O'Keefe St SDA church so decided to go again. I encouraged Anne to wear her hat in church in accordance with 1 Corinthians 11 but she just wore it to and from the church. Hat wearing seems to have died out even in SDA churches, as none of the ladies in the church were wearing one. I thought Anne looked fetching in her hat anyway so see her below.

The service was a write off: Not a divine service at all. We had a long business meeting to start, followed by a couple of hymns and then a long retrospective on what church members had done during 2022. It might as well have been a CWA meeting. It was so boring that we walked out at 12:15. Both Anne and I vowed forthwith never to go to that church again

A good day

Yesterday, Wednesday, was an unusually good day for me. It started out with a 9:30am brunch at the Cannon Hill Coffee Club with Anne. We don't usually meet on a Wednesday but the confluence of Anne's recent birthday and Australia day meant that Anne had a lot of social obligations and Wednesday was the best day for us to celebrate her birthday together. I gave her a card and transferred a money gift into her account as my contribution.

I had one of their flat grills and Anne had the big vegetarian breakfast. It is one of their most lavish offerings. My flat grill was overdone but I did not send it back, as is my custom. I don't like sending back good food. I just eat it.

After the meal we sat in the car and chatted for a while and then visited the nearby Vinny -- but did not find anything to buy.

Then at around 2pm Zoe arrived at my place. First up we visited the OpShop in Cavendish Rd, Coorparoo where they have many pretty things. But again we did not buy anything. We both have too much stuff already.

We then went to the Buranda Sushi train where we had a couple of plates each. We then went to the Kangaroo Pt Maccas for iced coffee and then home. Once we got back, Zoe prepared us a raw food meal as she usually does. After that we spent the rest of our time lying down. Between about 6pm and 6:30 Zoe went to sleep in my arms, which I liked.

Before she left however it was photo time. She is a real clothes-horse but has very good taste in my opinion so I often like to take a photo of her latest outfit.



So I saw a girlfriend and an ex-girlfriend all in the one day. I liked it! A good Wednesday.

Thursday

And today is Australia day so I have our distinguished flag flying proudly from the tall flagpole out the front of my house

During the day, one of my tenants spoke to me and said: "Long live the Empire". He was referring to the British Empire and noting that Australia Day marks the successful completion of a great Imperial project. His own heritage is Greek but he is a great student of history

Then, around 2pm, Zoe arrived. And she too is neither British nor Australian. She is a proud Serb. But she wanted to celebrate the day by eating out for lunch. Hence her earlier than usual arrival.

So I took her to Nandos where there is a meal -- Mediterranean salad -- that suits her diet. We spent most of the rest of the day under the airconditioning in bed and we again ended up in a close cuddle that led to her falling asleep in my arms for about half an hour. So that helped make a very good day from my viewpoint.

Then that evening I went over to Jenny's place for dinner where we had spring rolls and sweet & sour chicken. So I had two great days in a row.

A bit of fun

As readers here will be well aware, I take lots of pics of Zoe in her great range of chic attire. At the same time, I always discourage her from taking pictures of me. I have a theory that a picture of me will one day break a camera. I looked passable once but those days are long gone. Recently, she got a photo of me when I had just collapsed onto a park bench after a walk. She sent me the pic with the comment that it reminded her of the Dying Gaul, a famous classical sculpture. See me below:

Definitely not a posed photo

I mentioned the matter to Jenny, who looked up the sculpture to see what it looked like. She made the point that the dying Gaul actually looks very attractive. So that was an unexpected twist. It was vaguely pleasing that I reminded Zoe of someone known to be good looking. See the guy below



But perhaps she just thought I looked to be dying

2022 in review

2022 had lots of big political news but for me it also had big personal news. I actually fell in love! How's that for a man in his 80th year?

Zoe and I met at the very beginning of 2022 and are still going strong into 2023. But if and when the romance ends, 2022 will still be a memorable year for me. It is of course particuarly rare and difficult for really old people to form new relationships. Large numbers of elderly people die alone. Zoe was referring to that difficulty recently when she put her arm around me and said: "John, we have one big thing in common: Nobody else wants us". She had a point.

It was not love at first sight but we did like one-another from the beginning and that soon deepened. The biggest surprise is that she and I are about as incompatible as it gets. I fail to understand her strong European accent a lot of the time and I am as unfit as she is super-fit. She jogs for miles every day and I walk only short distances. She is still pretty good-looking for her age while my looks break cameras these days. And that's just the start of our differences.

So compatibility is not all it's cracked up to be!

So what works between us? Hard to say definitively but I think it begins with us liking one-another. And we are both around top of the IQ range. She once said: "I used to go for handsome men but they are all stupid!"

I think the main influence that keeps us together is a principle I have always followed: If you find two good things in another person all the rest can be negotiated or adapted to. And the two things I particularly look for in women are a high IQ and a liking for classical music.

And my little Serb has both of those two rare qualities. She is even strongly moved by the music of J.S. Bach. That latter would mean nothing to most people but it is huge to me as I feel the same way about Bach. Mine are minority tastes but as an academic I am stuck with them.

We are also both high-functioning autistics so understand one-another's autistic behaviours when they emerge. The fellowship of the autistics is an unlikely concept but something like that does seem to work for Zoe and me at times. And aging does mellow one. At my age I have nothing to prove and no need to achieve. So I can just sit back and just enjoy a relationship for what it is.

Zoe also has a good sense of humor and a liking for kisses and cuddles. She often falls asleep in my arms and I like that.



A bonus picture of her

I thought she looked very chic in the recent photo below:

A very small outing

Yesterday was the end of a period in which Zoe and I saw one another on three successive days -- something we rarely do. Last time was during the floods. On that occasion we drove down to Kangaroo Point to see the river in flood. Yesterday we also went there to see the river and sit by it.

We were sitting in a shelter when a kind lady from a nearby shelter came over and gave us some chocolate cake, which was very good. Kindness to the elderly perhaps.

I usually take pictures of Zoe on our outings. People in love do that. Below is a picture from yesterday, taken with her mobile. She says that her camera likes her better than mine does.

An Orthodox Christmas eve

Yesterday was December 24 in the Orthodox calendar. And Zoe was brought up as a communicant of the Serbian Orthodox church.

Having a Serbian girlfriend must seem rather exotic to people of British traditions and it certainly is different. Zoe and I went to one (Holy Annunciation) of the two Russian Orthodox churches in my neighbourhood last night. And an Orthodox service is MOST unlike anything familiar to an old Protestant like me

The thing I cannot get over is how everyone STANDS during the service. Only decrepit oldies like me are allowed to sit down -- on the sidelines. A Protestant service is mostly absorbed with everyone sitting down for most of the time. Standing must promoke good stamina among adherents of Orthodox churches. And they did a lot of bowing so that must have helped their stamina too.

And again there was no singing. A recent Seventh Day Adventist service Zoe and I attended featured about six hymns. I enjoyed that

So the service consisted of over an hour of chanting of devotional texts. The service was in fact in English but the chanted delivery combined with my poor hearing meant that it might as well have been in Russian for all I knew.

One thing I liked was that almost all the women wore head coverings -- as the apostle Paul commanded in 1 Corinthians 11. I remember the time when women in Western churches did the same but that seems to have completely fallen by the wayside over the years.

And the Orthodox service was accompanied by extensive use of "bells and smells". The censer was vigorously and often deployed. Catholics and High Anglicans do that too but it seemed pointless to an old Presbyterian like me, rather pagan in fact.

And there was a rude screen which was opened and closed at various times during the service. The Priest and his assistants were behind it most of the time and came out of there only during the communion part of the service. The actual consumption of the tokens presumably happened there. The congregation got only a view of the bread and wine, not an invitation to share it. At least they probably had real wine. Our Puritan Presbyterian practice of using unfermented grape juice is a bit of a disgrace

Anyway it was an experience. Let everyone find their own way to their God. I am merely an onlooker these days.

The service was attended by old friends of Zoe, Ana and Robert. Both are very nice people. So Zoe asked them back to my place after the service -- where she had party food ready for them. We mostly discussed religious differences between Western and Orthodox Christianity but it was a pretty jolly party anyway. Zoe kept referring to me as "him", but in a jolly way. Robert is of Catholic background but is making an heroic attempt to adapt to the Orthodox faith of his gorgeous Serbian wife. I was at their wedding a few months back.

Below is a picture of the happy couple from that time



We arrived at the church around 6pm and Zoe left my place for home at about 10pm



Late update:

Today was pretty good too. I had my usual morning with Anne wherein we varied our routine a little. I took her to the Gold Leaf cafe for brekky instead of our more usual haunts -- receiving an enthusiastic welcome from our little Vietnamese hostess. Anne had a Canadian breakfast and I had one of their very substantial cheeseburgers.

After breakfast we watched on YouTube a good Italian performance of Mozart's Zauberflöte opera sung in German with both Italian and English subtitles. I was struck by how much more elegant than the other two languages the Italian subtitles were.

Zoe had also asked to come over today so arrived at about 2pm in a very happy mood. It was her Orthodox Christmas day but I think her good mood was mostly traceable to our good Christmas eve party last night.

We went to Buranda for iced coffee and also had a Borek: Serbian food. We then did outings to Vinnies and Cashies. A Borek is totally aginst Zoe's dietary ideas so when I later challenged her about that, she quoted Oscar Wilde: "I can resist everything except temptation". As I am an Oscar Wilde fan she once again pleased me with her high cultural level

Saturday afternoon is not a routine time for Zoe and me to meet but we enjoyed it greatly anyway. She sometimes says things that I find memorable and she did that again today. As we were walking to the Buranda shops, she referred to the fact that we are both still enrolled without much effect on dating sites. She put her arm around me and cheerfully said: "John, we have one big thing in common: Nobody else wants us". Which is in a perverse way rather romantic. But we did have lots of laughs. She left for her home at about 5pm.

Then just after 6pm Jenny arrived with some good sandwiches to toast for my dinner. We had a long chat about various things over a cup of tea.

So how lucky can you get? I saw all three of my lady-friends in the one day!

New Year's Day

The season ended well for me. I had an unusually long chat with Joe over breakfast at the pie shop. We discussed matters both political and religious. He thinks that the Catholic church will have to liberalize its teachings on sexual matters if it is to continue to flourish.

I pointed out that religious conservatism is in fact doing well in many places. The very traditional Anglican diocese in Sydney and the popularity of Catholic churches that still use the Tridentine mass being cases in point. The Seventh Day Adventist church is also doing well with 95,000 churches worldwide

Then after lunch I managed to find Irene in the rehab unit of the Mater private. We had some good chats about medical matters and discussed seeing more of one another after she gets over her knee replacement.

I would have liked to see Zoe that night but that relationship appears to be in hiatus. We did have a memorable year together last year