Saturday, Dec 31, 2011 at 15:31
Hi Bob Y,
What Station were you on? My Grand parents used to work for
Sydney Kidman in the 1900's.
We visited the stations, long after Grandparents & my parents had passed over
The people on
Brighton downs were lovely.
Hubby & I have been on both sides of this fence, we've received both no thanks at all & an overdoing of thanks.
The beer nor the fact that his wife wasn't easy on the eyes has nothing to do with it!
She'd probably been taking abuse from him for tying to suggest something. He was probably hot & bothered & would've killed for a beer. He may have thought better of it later.
All you can do is offer,but beware!.
It's a long story & to cut it short, we lived on a station which was a refueling station. All were out in
camp & this group of rough looking blokes came in for fuel.
I was there alone & with a broken arm & trying to shift a gas bottle.
They wanted to use the phone & they had a delay on the radio telephone.
They asked me if they could walk around a bit after they shifted & hooked up the gas bottle. They then went to collect me a load of wood for my Donkey Boiler .
I thought mmmmmmm never judge a book by it's cover.
I had a beaut guard dog. German Shepherd X Blue Healer.
Luck has it that the
camp came in that night & found them up at the Aboriginal workers quarters selling guns!!!!! We made an Emergency call to the Police.
They were jail escapees! charges were rape, murder & armed robbery!
OH! I could've drunk all the beers that were offered by the people who over thanked us & I think I'd have still been shaking. If Jake the guard dog had been needed, he could
well of been shot.
How's things going there Hairy.
We hope 2012 treats us
well, best wishes to the rest of you too.
Take care, safe travels.
Bye for now Ma.
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