As luck would have it the famous dog is home.
He shuffles out of the kitchen.
This is Farky, says Sweezus. Farky, this is Arthur.
Farky sniffs the air.
What's this? says Farky. I smell ostrich leather.
Yeah, Arthur brought me a present, says Sweezus. Look!
He waves the yellow ostrich leather bracelet in front of Farky.
Huh! says Farky. So an ostrich had to die.
Woah, heavy, says Sweezus. It's nice though.
Farky looks at Arthur, as one looks at a worm.
It was a present, says Arthur. He likes it. Anyway I bet you've got a leather collar.
Grrr, says Farky. That's where you're wrong. I don't wear a collar.
Sweezus doesn't like how this is going.
You guys, says Sweezus. You have something in common.
What? says Farky. What do we have in common?
Bad knees, says Sweezus.
Farky changes his demeanour instantly. He sniffs at Arthur's knees.
One of them is bad, says Farky. Very bad. Don't ride a bike. That's how I got mine.
..........
Meanwhile in Port Augusta it's nearly six o'clock, time for the big Commercial Road Spring Clean.
Gaius and Gustave have turned up to take part.
There are water trucks, boxes of sponges, squeegees and ladders, and many willing hands.
Come on guys, let's make these shop fronts sparkle, says Matt, the organiser.
Gaius picks up a sponge.
He walks over to a dirty-looking wall covered with squiggly tags in thick black texta.
The tags are all the same. He tries to decipher them.
It looks like........Splosh!
Suspiciously he looks at Gustave, who is smirking.
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