Sunday Blog 145 – 21st July 2024
There’s nothing like hitting the open road, leaving the city behind. After much longer than I’d planned, I was back in the Q. Quairading. The previous visit was May 2022 when I managed to jag World Labyrinth Day. Did I mention Quairading has a labyrinth? Were you already aware I am labyrinth-obsessed?
Pulling up into the main drag of Quairading, I felt myself to be a little ostentatiously dressed in my acid-trip pants. To be fair, they are quite loud in my home city of Perth. But still, I had the sneaking sense I was over-reaching myself as out of place townee.
Had I been more conservative in my outfit choice however, I would have missed this conversation in the grocery store.
“You’re admiring my pants” I addressed the woman next to me at the cashier. More than twice she’d stolen looks at their multi-coloured magnificence.
“Hmm. Not something I would wear. Out of the house.” Well, I never. Who wears flared pyjama pants? Oh, wait-
Or this exchange as I pulled up in front of The Makers Keep where six of us were enjoying a Writer’s Weekend.
“If your pants are having a litter, I want a pup” she said, expertly manoeuvring her dust-covered ute back out onto the main road, giving me no time to retort. But indeed, what could I have come back with to match that.
Classic. I should definitely get out of the city more!