John’s Key
It was a dark and stormy night ……. Actually it was dark and there was a bit of rain falling …… Our hero emerges from a tough training regime, tired, wet and ready for some R & R! He headed to his car and the adrenalin rush he’d just experienced on the water immediately disappeared. ‘Where’s my car key?’ said our hero to himself.
A search party was hastily organised and the entire car park (including the portaloo surrounds) was scoured for the one elusive key, but to no avail.
Eventually help was called for in the way of Mr NRMA. An impromptu education lesson in breaking into cars was organised; Peter appearing to have more than a passing curiosity! The buttons were up, but John wasn’t going home! Eventually Mr NRMA managed to unwind the window and then the fun began……
A lithe Ms Lim was catapulted (once the photographer was ready, of course!) into the car via a window to retrieve some of John’s possessions. Then came the path Evie would probably choose to forget …… In the vain hope that the key might somehow be in the boot, Evie entered the boot & all its aromas from the back seat, being able to pop the boot from the inside & finally draw breath once the fresh ocean-ish breezes hit her near suffocated lungs. Stories of not-so clean underwear were extolled by our hero much to the amusement & horror of his audience & to the fear of Ms Lim who wasn’t sure what she was indeed smelling (the myth of the smelly underwear was later revealed to be just that – a myth!).
The key remained forever lost, Pete is still unable to break into cars, the NRMA angel revealed this to be a common-ish event, John managed to retrieve a spare key from home & everyone lived happily ever after ……
J Mungomery.
