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Doreen The Explorer and the water thief
The best thing about travelling in my opinion is you meet
some great people. Opposite our site was a lady named Doreen and her husband
Reg. Doreen was a seasoned traveler, so seasoned in fact, she had been
travelling for 28 years back and forth around Australia. Being cautious since
the “British Incursion” incident I was hesitant to engage in conversation but
Courtenay decided to break the ice and go chat. Turns out Doreen is a living
travel guide, informing Courtenay of the essentials of travelling.
One such
essential tool was a “hoon tap” as Doreen put it, and informed us that it was
handy to use as a handle on broken taps to get water. So up the road we got to
a local hardware store to grab such a handy tool. Courtenay asks at the
plumbing section for this “hoon tap” and is answered with confused silence. So
the guy behind the counter decides to ask the resident plumbing expert what
this miraculous contraption is, who stares sternly at Courtenay and says “It’s
for stealing water” then for reasons unbeknownst to me, decides to repeat “It’s
for stealing water.” As you can probably imagine Courtenay was pretty
embarrassed at this point and while I wasn't there, I like to think she made a
mission impossible like escape, combat rolling behind stacks of fertilizer and
garden hoses.
It’s for stealing water… It’s for stealing water.
Well, after hearing this Doreen wasn't a happy camper to say
the least, and took it upon herself to sort the plumbing expert out, I’m not
entirely sure what went on, but I know the hardware store has now employed
extra security guards armed with Tasers and a low grade elephant tranquilizer
gun.
Stealing water: You’re only hurting yourself…
So after all this handy advice and free maps Doreen gave us
I decided to offer my services to fix their broken laptop free of charge. So I
knock on the door and Reg answers the door. Reg looks like an English general,
with his thin white mustache and one squinting eye, standing at attention in
the doorway. I should clarify he has a face that looks like an English general
because his attire was unbecoming of an officer, answering the door in only a
cooking apron and boxer shorts while holding a spatula in his hand… So I offer
to fix their computer and Reg starts talking about travelling, unlike the
“British Incursion” Reg’s conversations were actually interesting but boy could
he talk. We must have chatted for about an hour before he got the computer and
then about another hour after I handed the computer back.
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