THE WALLABY TRACK WITH LIONEL MUSSELL
WOES IN WALKAMIN
TROUBLE WITH HIS
MOTORHOME HAS
STRANDED LIONEL IN
WALKAMIN, QLD. IT
COULD BE WORSE...
I said last month that I'd still be in Queensland
when writing my column for the next issue but I
didn't know then that I'd have no choice! When
I was shopping last Sunday, Yemmy started
making what sounded like an expensive noise
somewhere in the drivetrain.
He seems to like riding on tilt trucks – this was
his third this year. The RACQ depot, where he's
staying at the moment, is too busy to look at him
until next Monday, so fingers crossed it's nothing
too expensive. In the meantime I'm twiddling my
fingers in a nice cabin courtesy of the RACV at
the Walkamin Caravan Park, where I have lots
of friends who are keen to take me shopping or
anywhere else whenever I like.
I'd left everything on the ground ready to hook
back up after doing the shopping – it looked a bit
like a tip but now all that gear is resting against
the shed – and it looks like a garage sale.
THE WALKAMIN SPELL
Looking around the tables at happy hour in
Walkamin, I saw many familiar faces from other
years, with new people who had dropped in for a
night or two.
Although it's all over for another year, I must
mention the State of Origin – they put up maroon
and blue flags and wear the appropriate colour
shirts and have a hilarious evening in the shed.
This year for the final game they took a picture
of every one – moroons to the left, blues to the
right, and those like me who don't care a scrap
one way or another in the middle. My Tassie
friend, Christine, took the shot.
The office manager at one of my first jobs in
Australia asked me what team I barracked for.
“What's barrack?” I asked.
“What football team do you follow?”
When I told her I didn't follow any team, she said,
“Oh you will have to – nobody will talk to you in
Australia if you don't follow football!”
Now, 59 years later I still don't follow any football
code and people still talk to me!
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