Son number one is down from Canberra at the moment and staying with me which is great. We talk all sorts of crap, both of us being comic loving, science fiction and fantasy addicted nerds. A chip of the old block in lots of ways - hopefully not the bad ones.
Anyway, yesterday we went over to see my Mum, who wasn't home, so we didn't actually get to see her. I'm not sure where she was but given it was Saturday she could well have been down at the TAB putting her bets on the horses, or maybe even having a little tipple on the pokies. Bottomline was we waited for around 15 minutes then I decided to visit my best mate, who lives about 1 kilometer away from Mum as the crow flies.
Now Ian and I have known each other since Primary School but became close after we left high school and have spent a lot of time together over the years on holidays and doing other things. We actually went to a football match together Friday week ago and saw my side Carlton absolutely belted by his side Hawhtorn but that's another story.
Ian emailed me dring the week saying that he'd had a good time [and so he should have - his side won by 100 points]. But what he meant was that it was good to catch up because our friendship has really been neglected in recent years. Not on purpose, just that both of us have been dealing with a lot of deeply personal issues. For my part, although he is the person closest to me who I maybe could have spoken to, I felt like I didn't want to burden him with any of my problems. That's a blokey thing to do I think, we tend to think it's better to keep things to ourselves.
Still I noticed that the friendship had been neglected when it was my separated wife who Ian rang when his brother died and not me. That stung, made me realise that maybe he was more important to me than I was to him. I'm not sure whether that's true or not, but it could be.
So yesterday when Mum wasn't home I thought it was a good opportunity to visit Ian even if only briefly. I knew he had other people coming around and that he was doing a lot of last minute stuff prior to flying out to Scotland next Saturday, but I wanted to make an effort to see him before we went away and whilst we only stayed for around an hour, it was good.
When I got Ian's email this week I replied saying that I was sorry that I hadn't been much of a mate for him over the last few years and that I'd like to try and fix that. He didn't reply.