Mid-afternoon and MOH and I were sitting in the living room dozing on and off when suddenly our little cat leapt from her chair and fled from the room. This immediately told us that someone was walking up our front path as she is so timid when it comes to strangers and her hearing is so acute.
She was right and there at the front door was my half-brother whom we hadn't seen for some months although I am in contact with him on Facebook almost daily.
He had driven his daughter and her family to Fremantle where they were to board a ship for a cruise so he decided he'd make a slight detour and call in and see how the 'invalid' was doing. It was a thrill to see him and we spent a pleasant couple of hours chatting and enjoying a cuppa.
He lives in Margaret River which is about 280km south of Perth but he is an accomplished driver and the trip seems not to worry him at all. He left at about 6pm for the journey back home. He often drives to Perth and returns on the same day.
He is 14 years younger than I am but we get on very well and one day I will tell the story of how I discovered that he and his sister (my half-sister) existed and how we eventually met. It was wonderful to find I actually had siblings I'd known nothing about for many years.
I really appreciated his taking the time to call in as we have few visitors and it makes a nice change.