A long-expected (goodbye) party

I’ve been putting off this post for a while. First of all, I wanted to be sure it was happening. Then, I wasn’t quite sure how to announce the news. Finally, I had to face up to the fact that with two weeks to go and the house full of cartons, I really ought to let friends know…

Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits.

Yes, the Victorias are going on an adventure, running off into the blue. After twelve years (a satisfactory dozen, very much in keeping with Bilbo’s tastes) we are leaving New Zealand.

There are many and diverse reasons for this. Most hinge around family, some around work. The former is why we’re headed back to France. The latter is why it will most likely be Paris. The decision has been more than a year in the making and now things are actually happening I’m having trouble believing it.Β This may account for my tardiness in posting on the subject.

It’s a bittersweet goodbye. NZ has been good to us, and it’s a real wrench in many ways to leave. I wrote a post a while ago about how the Land of the Long White Cloud became home. I still feel that way.

All the same, adventure beckons. Like Bilbo, my Tookish side is definitely coming out. I’m looking forward to expanded horizons. Though Paris itself isn’t unknown to me, living in that city at this point in my writing life, with a child, while my husband branches out into a new career of his own, is certainly exciting. This isn’t the student and aupair Paris of my younger days. I’m hoping it will be an enriching experience in a whole host of ways. I may even visit elves…

You’ll have to forgive the Lord of the Rings metaphors, by the way. When I arrived in this country twelve years ago it was to work on Peter Jackson’s movies, as an animator. I spent three and a half years doing that. Now, as we’re preparing to leave, Frank is finishing up three and a half years of working on ‘The Hobbit’. It’s a rather neat parallel.

I do feel like Bilbo. Half nostalgic, half joyful, eager for the road. And I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like…

There will, of course, be a party, and you’re all invited, if you happen to be in town. At the moment we’re thinking an informal evening at the Larder in Miramar, after work on Friday the 29th of June. Just good friends, drinks and nibbles and hopefully many laughs.

Please come to send us off. We promise not to disappear in the middle of the speech!

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18 Responses to A long-expected (goodbye) party

  1. Gillian says:

    Thank goodness for distance communications and modern media – you may be further away, but we’ll still be close.

  2. What a fabulous adventure! A change of scenery and culture like that is going to do amazing things for your creativity. Have a wonderful time, although will miss knowing it’s probable we’ll never meet again πŸ™

    • MaryV says:

      Well Nicole… In answer to the ‘never again’, I’d say ‘you are strong in the Force.’ Look into writer fellowships from Australia. There are a surprising number that will bring you over to Europe for a few months, all expenses paid… to cottages in Italy and so on, should that idea tempt… Just a thought. πŸ™‚

  3. Helen Lowe says:

    Mary, you know I am so sad and sorry that you are leaving us, but we shall remain in e-contact and I hope I shall make it to see you in realtime “very soon.” But nonetheless, I still feel very sad… πŸ™

    • MaryV says:

      I feel sad too, Helen – for many reasons. But my gut feeling is that we’re going in the right direction… for other reasons.

      I expect to see you and Andrew frequenting Parisian cafes at some point! Get those black trenchcoats and Gauloises ready!!

  4. Iona says:

    So sorry to hear you’re leaving! We’ll definitely be there to say goodbye. *hugs*

  5. ashleycapes says:

    That sounds exciting. Damn exciting!
    Hope the shift is smooth – moving overseas must be a hundred, hundred times worse than within the same country – though you’d already know what that’s like, huh?

    • MaryV says:

      All too well, Ashley! We’ve moved now, in and out of the same country, more times than I can count… growing weary of said process! Beginning to see the advantage of teepees. πŸ˜‰

      All in a good cause, however. The packing is almost done. All that’s left are the kitchen things that one goes on using to the bitter end.

  6. Bahiyyih says:

    Packing stuff and moving from place to place is a very salutary process. It helps weed out the things you really do not want to keep on accumulating to the real bitter end. It makes you realize how little you do actually need to live on. And it reveals the true acquisitions you have garnered in a place, and which you take with you, namely the bonds of friendship forged over the years. Nothing else counts.

  7. Bahiyyih says:

    oh wouldn’t it? Seeds of a science fiction story in that which I suspect has variously been written/filmed already… no?

  8. Olga says:

    You must promise to come to do a book signing in Australia one day, or my grief will be immeasurable! But I wish you a safe trip and good cinema, wine and chocolate in your new home πŸ™‚

    • MaryV says:

      Thank you Olga. A signing in Oz may yet happen, who knows? Or you might wing your way to France one of these fine days…

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