We expect to be taking off on the next leg of our journey around Oz Sunday afternoon, and we’re all so excited.
Well, nearly all.
“Uh-oh,” grinned Miss7. “I’ve accidentally brought home someone’s rubber.”
She was holding it in front of my face with the sort of enthusiasm I personally reserve for showing off ear wax. It turns out it belonged to one of her best friends.
“Good work,” I told her. “A free rubber.”
“Bruce!” said Tracey, entering the conversation even though I maintain I had it totally under control. “It’s someone’s rubber. We have to contact them and give it back.”
“Because the kids aren’t going to school Monday,” she said. “It’s the right thing to do.”
While this is true, I don’t think it was the real reason. I suspect, ‘because it belongs to the kid of a friend of ours and I’d like to have a chat’ would have been a more accurate answer. Sure enough, when I arrived home from a quick supermarket raid half an hour later, there was a whole other family running about the place.
“Look who’s here!” Miss7 exclaimed happily as I climbed the stairs.
“Fancy that,” I said sarcastically.
“Look who’s here!” Tracey said at the top of the stairs.
“Fancy that,” I repeated, with perhaps even a little more sarcasm than the first time.
I’m glad Miss7 didn’t steal any other stationary or we might have been postponing our departure another week. Returning a rubber, it turns out, requires upwards of two hours.
“I don’t want them to go,” Miss7 complained as we watched our friends jump into their car.
Then, because of course, we realised we were also watching Miss5 belt herself in as well.
“They have to, sweetie,” I told Miss7 while Miss5 made my life hell by doing her greased pig impersonation across the backseat. “But we’ll be dropping back to Gympie all the time on our trip. I’m sure it’ll only be a month or so and we’ll see them again.”
That was a lie.
Not because I expected us to be away longer than that so much as…
“Uh-oh,” grinned Miss7 as, with a beep and a cheer, they drove up the road and we waved them goodbye. “Look! I’ve accidentally got her thongs on!”
So at this rate, hopefully, we’ll be heading off by Monday?