Pen and I

Posted on 18 March 2009


Pen and her daughter flew into Vancouver at 5:30 am on Thursday. I met them at the airport. Several hours later, after we had dropped Isobel at her home, Pen and I were on our way to Whistler where we spent several quiet days at my sister Bev’s cabin (an understatement). Though I moaned and groaned when Pen made me walk to the village and back, several times, I enjoyed myself. I love the quiet of the area and being with this woman whom I’ve know longer than any other, who dropped in after five months travelling so we could celebrate our 60th birthdays together. We decided at 65, we will be much more adventurous.
In the early morning of the day we were to return, it snowed wildly – 10 beautiful, treacherous inches – and, after shoveling the driveway, I climbed behind the wheel of my VW Jetta, without snow tires, and cautiously drove home. (I was terrified for the first half of the drive.)
We made it in time to attend the matinee performance of “Blackbird” by Scottish playwright, David Harrower. Thank goodness. It was a potent piece of theatre – the reunion of a middle-aged man and a young woman, with whom he had an affair when she was twelve – precociously twelve, I’d say, as she had pursued him. Love? Who sets the rules? It’s a curious tale, creepy at times, and the ending stung me. I didn’t like it though I think Pen and Rob did which led to some interesting dialogue later on. 
Sunday, after a trip to Ikea, Pen flew home. Since then I’ve been lost in paperwork for the government.

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