Last Tuesday I painted at Seacliff, a little further from home. My chosen spot was beneath a large Norfolk Island pine on edge of the footpath. It was a hot morning and nearby was an old kombi van with three young fellows generally making some order out of their travellers’ morning mayhem. As I set up my easel, there were sounds of scrubbing and clattering. As time went on one of them came down to the tap to fill water containers.
Our chat revealed that they were from France. They had come from Sydney via Melbourne and were on their way to Alice Springs and possibly Cairns after that. A long trip! The young man I spoke to was convinced that Australians were a helpful and friendly bunch and on this encouraging note I asked a parent’s question.
“Have you phoned home recently?”
As it happened they were on the way to the local library (before Alice Springs and Cairns) to charge their phones as they had all run flat. It WAS time to make those phone calls.
Had I just been given the offspring answer to the parent’s question?
They gave me a wave and cheerful smile as they drove off in the aging kombi.