‘Not here in Australia. Not since,’ she lowered her voice, ‘I mean it got taken away in the ‘3o’s when we became a republic and,’ her eyes darted in the direction of a hologram of a popular avatar from a neighbouring country to Australia, ‘sold our country to—you know.’Read more "The Raw Deal (3)"
Ker-chunk! Ker-chunk! C1 eased the Rover to a shuddering stop.
I looked at the odometer. We’d travelled 180km from Alice Springs. ‘Oh, no! And we’ve only just left.’ I opened the door and dropped from the Rover.
Richard edged his way out and then paced around the vehicle. He bent down to inspect a back tyre. ‘We have a puncture.’
He tripped over some bulk. When he collapsed onto it, it groaned.
Friedrich scrambled to his feet. His mouth went dry. It was like his heart, lungs and guts were in his mouth. Oh, no! I’m on an alien world without light and with groaning monsters.
Dad stopped the Rover and then stepped out. ‘I think I saw something.’
MB leaned over the edge of the roof. ‘What’s he doing?’
I shrugged. ‘Beat’s me.’
Dad trundled down the patchy road.
My older cousin (C1) jumped down from the roof rack. ‘Oh, he’s got something in his hands.’
‘I just don’t see the point.’ Amie resisted Joseph’s suggestion to take the weapon. ‘I know Boris’s mean ‘nd all that. But I just can’t do it. It’s wrong. We’ll get in trouble.’Read more "Brave, Not Rabbit-like"
After a neat little collection of supplies for our family dinner, I proceeded to pay. I opened my wallet and went to grab my card. No card. A quick hunt through my handbag. No credit card.Read more "Monday Missive: More Panic"
There alphorns, and cow-bell-ringers, and the stunning green hills and blue mountains of the Santis greeted us.Read more "K-Team in Switzerland 2014"
The night dragged. Neither Frau Biar nor Amie were hungry. They kept vigil over Wilma, the clock dragging its hands around its face in slow deliberate ticks and tocks.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Tahune Air Walk…
Now one thing one must know about the K-Team, they have to get their money’s worth. And true to form, that day, we did indeed receive value for our money.
‘But can’t I go with you?’ Amie pleaded as the men filled their sacks with current buns, water and equipment for climbing like hooks and rope. ‘Bitte Schone! Bitte! Bitte! Bitte!’ Amie ran after them as the men trudged up the valley to the mountains. ‘How will you get across the rapids?’
‘We have to do this, Amie—and Frau Biar’ll be suspicious if we don’t go right now to find Friedrich,’ Joseph said.