After some deliberation and scouting out the local shops we chanced upon a slager which provided ready made meals. Yay. We pre-ordered a kilo and a half of Nasi Goreng and a ton of chicken kebab sticks. Then after a bit of salad preparation by Danielle – klaar . . . ! All so easy.My job was to navigate the parking system and be on duty to welcome our guests at the entrance to the parking garage. No worries – I’m an ex boy-cub. It was such a nice evening. Desiree and Wouter were lovely guests.
Desiree was the personal secretary to Prince Claus (husband of Queen Beatrix) and met Wouter when they were at school together in Indonesia. Desiree has been a good friend to Jo’s Mum for some time now. A real saint. Wouter was the first person I have met who suffers from a respiratory disease caused by asbestos. Such a sad sight seeing him struggle to get breath into his lungs and in real distress. I have dealt with asbestos before in my job (Eraring and WorkSafe) – its a cruel disease and its good the world has woken up and taken notice.
Lizette turned up a bit later and, despite a shower of rain which put paid to our plans to eat outside, its was a great evening.
The next day we decided to take the bikes – started with a visit to see Gerry’s grave. It is such a peaceful place and good to reflect on Gerry’s life – he was a thoroughly nice man. He left us way too early. From there onto the Peace Palace and onto the shops. I had bravely said I would buy some jeans but found it all too daunting and so much choice. So I didn’t. Visited Jo’s mum on the way back – we bought some tonic to go with the gin we discovered in the kelder – score!
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