From:   'S'
Date:    Tuesday, 12 March 2002 08:23PM
To:     'J'
Subject: Forget Jenny Craig try Chemo

Ok, just about finished the “Hobbit” and have “Journey to the End of the Night” by Louis-Ferdinand Celine sitting there waiting for me, are you impressed or what? God I love Amazon.

Dick called last night, God he’s dull and morose – in a please feel sorry for me way, uuurrghh!  Brady has failed her hearing test, she has eustation dysfunction, poor kid and I kept telling her she would end up working at McDonald’s cause she didn’t listen/pay attention. How bad do I feel?!  Ola is a terror and to list her crimes would take forever and that is just the ones committed this week, the child is a devil I tell you.

My life is fucking dull, went shoe shopping on Saturday, time for new Winter boots – you’d love them, black calf length, butter soft – my first new pair in 3 years, the old ones had had it, I know I wont throw them out though I’ll keep wearing them. See what I mean, dull, dull, dull.

Now we need to talk about Mum’s 60th what are you getting her?  I want to get her some Tiffany earrings but am a little scared to post them, is there a Tiffany’s in Melbourne (I could send you the money and you could get them) or do you want to get something together? We will have to pull our fingers out on this one, also could you please get me the telephone number of the florist in “Poo Town” she likes so that I can pre-order some flowers.

Thanks Babe.

S

From:   'J'
Date:    Tuesday, 12 March 2002 10:35PM
To:     'S'
Subject: Forget Jenny Craig try Chemo

I was just talking to my workmates about Ma’s 60th yesterday.  As for Tiffany’s we do have one here in Melbourne, down at Southbank.  I went down to Southbank with Mum on Sunday, actually.  We had lunch, went for a cruise down the Yarra, drank coffee, gossiped.  I’m not sure what to get her yet, birthday-wise.  I just went to check florists but the White Pages site isn’t working at the moment.  Do you think she’d want a party?  I could ask I suppose.  Just feel a bit bad that I don’t know who any of her friends are.

She looks great at the moment, by the way. She’s lost 13 kilos and her skin and hair look really good. She says the cancer treatment she’s on has made her hair go kinda wavy, and her skin’s cleared right up too. I told her that cancer agrees with her.  She tilted her head to one side and said “Hmmm.”

Maybe she and me and some of her mates could go out on the razz, whaddya think? Some restaurant somewhere.  I’ll bring wine (decanted from the cask) and snacks (Coon cheese and cabana for everyone!).  Should I book a stripper?  I did ask Ma if she was on the prowl with her new weight loss regime (chemo). She tilted her head to one side and said “Fuck off, idiot.”