Early Morning Visitors

[Glenny Palmer]

I was well in the land of Nod at 4.30am today when this racket woke me. Someone seemed to be fighting with my back door. When I came-to sufficiently I finally stuck my head out of the side window & could see a shadow beside my wheelie bin...just standing there. 'Hey up!' I thought & flew out the front & opened my security doors...der...(didn't even think to take my bashing stick with me) & there's this young bloke standing by my front porch gazing into space.

'Watcha think you're doin'?' says I.
'Just standin' here.' says he.
'What for?' says I.
'Dunno, I been asleep.'
'Where?'
'Ahh...over there...I think.'
'Well wotcha gunna do?'
'I gotta walk to Moura.'
'Ya can't walk to Moura. It's 40 minutes by car!'
'Oh.'
'Wot's ya name?'
'Harley.'
'Harley, mate...where do you live?'
'Brisbane.'
'Ah,' says I. 'You been partying?'
'Yeah.'
'Where?'
'Ahh. Up around there...I think.'

Now here's the rock I shall perish on. I felt sooo sorry for him that I fleetingly thought of offering him my 3 seater on the front porch...but a little voice said 'Don't!'

'Are ya mates still 'up around there?'
'Dunno.'
'Tell ya wot Harley. The party racket was coming from...up around there so you just toddle off back that way, ok?'
'Orright.'
...and off he toddled....

I was totally bemused by this weird nocturnal engagement but my angel neighbour Gail threw light upon it for me. Seems this old house lay empty for so long that it was standard practice for partying interlopers to stagger around here & camp overnight in the place. So that seems to explain Harley's frustration with my very locked back door, cos he gave it a fair shaking.......there might be a quid in this if I think it through.

[Heather]

I sense a working bee coming on!

[Dave Smith]

Glennys’ Bed ‘n’ Breakfast for boozed up blokes from Brisbane.

It’s got a nice ring to it.

Bring your own swag and a pocket full of gold.

TTFN

[Glenny Palmer]

Dave... I actually had an attack of the guilts next day. Poor young bloke. I coulda thrown a pillow & blanket on the porch sofa for him...& cooked him a decent brekky. After all I'd be locked inside & that Godforsaken servo across the road was due to open. But Gail warned me of the consequences. She said it would be broadcast throughout partydom & they'd all turn up next time. Good one Dave.
Hey Heather! There's no 'coming on' love. This place is one perpetual working bee.
Cheeers
Glenny

[Neville Briggs]

His last name wasn't Davidson by any chance was it ?