Our insurance company has come to the party and hopefully within a few days we could be gone from Kununura. Not that there’s anything wrong with Kununurra.

Just this morning Young Bob, who now runs the local camping and variety store since Old Bob handed over the reins a while back, was telling me how he had convinced Old Bob to knock forty percent off the entire range of thermal underwear. I was stunned “Old Bob never gave forty percent off anything!” I retorted. Young Bob laughed and said Old Bob thought that with “the climate change” the market would turn around and they would “clean up” in the next season or two. Young Bob had explained to old Bob that “the climate change” meant global warming not cooling and that it was best to unload the thermal stock while they had half a chance, being as how the temperature never drops below twenty degrees Celsius even in the winter. Young Bob then went on to expound how they hadn’t so much as sold a sweatshirt in the last five years so the thermals were definitely going to have to go. No doubt about it Young Bob has learned a thing or two about retail.

Hmmm. I think its time. Beam me up Scotty!

“I’ve given the transporter all she’s got captain, but I don’t think she’s got the power”