We were out and about around Moganemby
We'd finished a bag sowing job but couldn't find any work after that. After a couple of weeks, food was getting a bit short, and the parents had a bit of talk around the table.
Down the track a bit there were a mob of large Goannas hanging around, and the old man said he'd go and shoot one. The old lady wasn't too happy about that.... end of the discussion.
Next night we were sitting around and I heard a couple of rifle shots. Grabbed the Hurricane lantern and went out to see what it was about. The old man had shot two possums.
I figured that he was only getting them off the roof, until he told me to get the skinning knife. He was a good butcher, but we soon learnt a lesson about skinning possums.
We gutted them and then started to skin. That's when things started to go wrong. Nobody ever told us that you don't skin a warm Possum.
By the time we got back to the house we were covered in Possum fur from head to foot and the old women wouldn't let us into the kitchen without a bit of a clean up. The old man gave her the two caresses to
cook, telling her they were rabbits.
After a clean up we came back to the house for a feed, only to be confronted by a very unhappy
cook. She tossed the half cooked Possum at us and we were told in no uncertain terms to get out of the house.
We woke up next morning and had a bit of a discussion on how to calm her down. Nothing came out of that, so we went back to the house and knocked on the back door thinking she'd be calmed down after a bit after a sleep. Wasn't to be the case.
Fortunately for us there was some saddle blankets in the shed and the old man said we'll grab them and go find a Roo.
The area around Moganemby is as flat as a tack and dry as the proverbial. However, when it rains the country floods easily. We walked for about five
miles before the rain started. We got under a old man gum an settled in as much as we could.
During the night the water kept rising and we were forced to stand up until next morning. The walk back to the house wasn't all that pleasant as I recall.
Having said all that, a pair of dills still knocked on the back door!
LOL
Regards
Kim
Regards
Kim