Flying Home

I have never quite understood the suit jacket with jeans look. Often, they’re accompanied by cowboy boots. Call me old-fashioned, but I think if you’re gonna wear a suit jacket, I think you should wear suit pants.

You only ever see it on men in their forties or fifties who don’t seem able to make the transition from youthful to older clothing. It’s a look I most commonly associate with the music industry or commercial radio salespeople.

As I waited at the Qantas Club at Sydney Airport today there seemed to be a disproportionate number amongst the patrons.

The jeans and jacket look.

Though it’s a little expensive, I get a workplace-related discount for membership of QANTAS Club. I’m sure I’ve gotten my fair share of meals, wine and free WiFi to justify the personal expense. Most of all, I love going to the airport lounge to enjoy some “quiet time” ahead of a flight. Such a contrast to where I was headed.

Flying home to Ballina

I’m back in Lismore, and we’re hoping work over the next couple of weeks might be enough for Pat and Jack to move back home after the catastrophic floods in February and March. Yes, there was more than one flood! Michelle and I have taken leave to do as much as we can to make their home liveable again.

I can’t help but feel we’re luckier than many others. They’re alive (though it came very close to them drowning) and we have received support from both state and federal governments, as well as agencies like the Red Cross and Wesley Mission. We’re also applying for some of the money from the Lismore City Council.

There have been many suggestions about rebuilding the town, including relocating homes to higher ground.

As they’re both in their 70s and 80s, there’s no way Pat and Jack could restart or rebuild, either financially or emotionally.

There are hundreds/thousands of people in a similar position.

Sunset in South Lismore.

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