Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Right or wrong?

Not long ago, I was filling up at the local servo (something I seem to have to do every week, given the 3 litre engine's thirst), and had left my car at the bowser and gone to pay for my fuel. As I turned around to check my pump number, I'd noticed a car driving into the station from the exit.

Hmm, a queue-jumper.

As I watched, he'd backed up into an empty pump in front of my car (behind which everyone else was queuing, a long queue at that), and out came the driver - a cousin I'd not seen for close to 10 years. I finished up paying, slid my shades on, hoped he didn't see me, got into my car, and with some difficulty, drove off.

While we are this far from home, it is always nice to see someone familiar, but his inconsiderate act was something I was not keen to associate myself with, given the dirty looks I saw the other drivers give him.

Maybe next time, cousin, I might just walk up to say hi.

But not this time.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Storm Season





Driving in anticipation.





I love weather like this.




If only to just stand outside and savour the feeling.




But its time to move on.