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Cake day: June 12th, 2023

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  • CrI have a “what should I do?” question. I’ve had this happen:

    I’m not sure how it happened, whether the plant got too heavy and fell over or a possum or visiting dog jumped on it, but it’s kind of fallen over without breaking. As you can tell from the second picture, it’s trunk is about as thick as my wrist. Should I attempt to rite it? Should I just chop the fallen over bits off? Should I replace it with a younger bit of itself? I don’t even know what it is, but what should I do with it?









  • I hate to say it but I think they will attempt to shut the gate after the horse has bolted. I hope it’s just my GenX cynicism talking. I don’t want to do this again either. The last time didn’t exactly fill me with confidence, with all the politicking and social and mainstream media misinformation, and people just openly breaching the guidelines because they didn’t care enough, the antimaskers and antivaxers and sovereign citizens. After all we went through, I still see people not washing their hands when they should and coughing all over people in public places. It wasn’t that long ago, not long enough to have forgotten so easily, and it makes me angry and sad.




  • That’s a perfectly reasonable question, and the answers are many. It was the house she and dad bought together, and after he suddenly and unexpectedly died, she was really attached to anything which held her memories of him. They had been active in volunteering in the area and had many friends and a strong connection to it, and she just didn’t want to move anywhere more affordable where she didn’t know anybody and had to “start again”. She had an extensive garden which was her main hobby and which gave her an enormous amount of pleasure, and she was loathe to give it up (it was admired by local people and when she died, people came to take photos of it). Mum had Parkinson’s disease at the end, and found mobility a challenge, so the house was easy to modify for her increasing disability. The truth also was that the house itself was kinda crappy and wasn’t actually worth very much and she wouldn’t have gotten much more than it cost for a unit in the area at the time (prices for units in that area were starting to get a bit crazy). After dad died she got all morbid and was talking as though she was going to die soon too, even though she outlived him by about 20 years lol. I guess she thought, why go to the trouble of moving when I’m just going to die anyway? I hope my answer hasn’t bored you with rambling on, my apologies if it has.