The alarm went off at 7 am, then brekky showers and ready by nine to catch the train at 9.24 am. Ten mins drive to train took 17 minutes including parking and being delayed by a Council bulldozer and the wife saying her customary goodbyes. Oh well we had six minutes to spare until the train arrives.
Not as such. That's right, the train pulled into the station at 9.18 am, just as we locked the car, we then made it to within 20 metres of the train but the train left us stranded on the platform. the ticket guy then told us the time tables had been changed. B---ocks, we will drive there.
Finding the map book is not easy especially when my son tidies up our car, the book is ten years old, and after about 15 Min's I had gained recall of the route to be travelled. we back tracked to the nearest gas station and after topping up waited five Min's for a gossipping lady to move her car parked in front of us.
We had 140 Klms to travel, 102 freeway the rest Sydney suburbia.
I estimated we would get to the club where we would meet our friends, about the same time as their arrival, we were supposed to meet them on the train, they being picked up at stations various, all ten of them.
However, there were a few glitches due to the age of the Sydney road directory, and I wouldn't be surprised if a speeding fine turns up soon but my other guess was Absolutely 100% correct, we arrived at the entrance of the club after parking within seconds of the train travelers.. The meeting went well, no punch ups, mind you we are beyond that sort of stuff now we are Octo blokes.
Our return journey around 3.30pm was stressful. Our confrontation with a One way street needed backtracking and eventually, so I thought we were on the right road - don't you believe it. Major cock up - had to travel 15 klms before I could turn back and we were in rush hour traffic. After a few finger pointing's both given and returned I successfully navigated our trusty Ford Falcon home to its roost.
Rosemary is shopping with her trolley today on shanks pony, as Rosemary passed the car she tapped it saying "You have a rest today darling, he must have really frightened you yesterday".
Thursday, 26 March 2009
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