New Twist To An Old Fish Tale
We ate our picnic in the car and it rained as we did so. After lunch the Boy and I played some soccer. Man, I need to get fit. Since returning from our holiday nearly six weeks ago I have lost four and a half kilos but I do need to do a bit more running around. Once we'd finished the game and sat out another rain interruption we decided to head to the other side of the island for a walk and to see the kangaroos. While the other two went to the toilet I stayed in the car. Another car pulled up with two Aboriginal girls inside and a teenage boy. One of the girls, the driver, got out of the car and checked out the contents of other vehicles in the car park. Then she got back in her car and squealed in delight to her friends. It was at this point that she realised she was being stared at and yelled to me, "What the %$#@ are you looking at?" If that's not an admission of bad intentions I don't know what is. It was a bit worrying to leave our car there in the knowledge that she intended to break into another. Luckily she took off after that. When the owner of the car came back, one from a group of three cars with some overseas visitors, none of whom were carrying bags, I informed them that someone looked as though they were going to break in and that they shouldn't leave valuables inside. "We didn't know," was the reply. Didn't know? How naïve!
As we walked alongside the river I noticed a sandal floating by. We arrived at the Causeway Bridge and I spotted the matching sandal next to a fisherman. He was trying to cut a blowfish from his line. I mentioned that he should go fishing for the sandal and he said that he'd tried that but all he caught were blowfish. Isn't that a new twist on an old fish tale?
Didn't see any roos. Did see some fish jumping out of the water in a lake as they were chased by a water bird however. The car was alright when we return as that girl hadn't returned. Not a bad way to spend the arvo.