Friday, April 3, 2015

Perspectives On Shit Friday

So we have:

Everyone heading for Esperance, at different times and on different transport.

Who gets there first?

Gaius, Sweezus and Kobo, flying Virgin. They will arrive at 6.10 in the evening.

Kobo is in a particularly good frame of mind.

She has scored the whole seat that was reserved for Arthur.

She is reading a beautiful book called Bel Canto on her Kindle.

Gaius is looking at maps of the Recherche Archipelago.

Here, says Gaius. Lucky Bay. Is that where you were thinking?

Yep, says Sweezus. That's where I was thinking.

But Lucky Bay is not where he was thinking.

Sweezus was thinking about Terence in order to take his mind off Shit Friday.

When he gets to Esperance he should to try and get a trace on that call.

.......

Arthur has been waiting for Ferdy to knock off from work.

He has visited the Oriental Cash and Carry next door, and stocked up on some necessary items.

Bamboo skewers, frozen wontons, and golden preserved chinese plums.

No one will miss them.

.......

Seven thirty in the evening. The bus pulls up in Esperance.

The luggage compartment ceases rumbling, and is flooded with light.

Ageless is caught unprepared, and temporarily blinded.

The bus driver grabs him by the cephalothorax, and drops him into an esky.

Ageless has just time to garble: Heeh-elp!!! Baby Pi....errrrrre!!!!

Now what? says Baby Pierre to Brianna.

How should I know? says Brianna. Let's get out first.

They get out. No one sees them.

He'll surely escape, says Baby Pierre. He's my daddy.

When you're lost we're lost together, sings Brianna.

Is it true or is it just the words of the song by Marlisa?

You never quite know with Brianna.

They head down to the foreshore, Baby Pierre rattling and rolling, Brianna twirling on her umbo.

Let's wait there, says Baby Pierre, spotting the huge whale tail sculpture on the Esperance foreshore.

How nice it is, sticking out of the pavement.

Made of steel, timber and glass.

The flat glass panels reflect the subtle pink and purple evening colours you get looking south towards the ocean, instead of a sunset.

No sunset over the ocean. And the locals don't think that is strange.


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