Well, peoples, it's been nearly a year since we saw some action over here.
We must all have shocking memories. I'm giving Mum a pass on this because she has all those names to remember and it has used all her brainspace.
Who are you? I am AndraVicDani. Or most times I am "Honestly-Danielle-you-are-a-source-of-annoyance" which can be a bit
of a mouthful at first, but you can work it into something good.
I don't know about you, but I have thought of this blog weekly (or is that weakly?) hope that someone has seen fit to remember something and put it over here.
Anycause, I have come here with a request. You see, I grew up hearing some of our family's stories, but never having lived a part of it (yes, except the poisoning of Michael, but honestly. I think that it was mostly attention seeking behaviour on his behalf, now that I think about it. It wasn't ALL me. Most of the time it WASN'T me at all! I was just standing nearby) but those stories of you guys have now worked themselves into my own little family's life. For instance, Riley and Tully quite often tell someone to 'suck a stone!'. Whenever someone is bemoaning something the others see as petty, they are told to suck a stone.
Why?
Because, when Dad (granddad) took you guys across the Gobi Desert on Fraser Island without water and someone complained of being thirsty, the story goes "Well, pick up a stone and suck it!".
Tell me the story. Who was there? Who was thirsty? Who was the one that (foolishly? bravely?) asked for a drink? How old were you? Did it really ... no. Don't answer that, I don't care if it really happened or not. It's part of MY story now, so it has to stay.
I miss you guys. I hope you write back.
signed
Honestly Danielle.
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Yes there was such a time - Dad took us for a walk - 1969 I think (Lake Wabby is the deepest of the Island's lakes and is surrounded by a massive sand-blow.) We straggled thru the bush then the desert , Dani you were there cause Mum had to lug you across the desert, the only thing that stopped us from comitting mutiny was Dad's promise of a fantastic swimming spot.. 1/2 way there we started whinging(after all we were about to die of thirst) Dad tried to take our minds off it by showing us a giant moth camoflauged on a tree, but that lasted less than a minute, finally he told us to find a stone & suck on it,he said he learnt this in the Navy...so I found the biggest Stone I could fit in my mouth thinking I would get more moisture from a bigger one right.... on we went the sun beatitng down n us , no breeze just the sound of muffled whinging.. until Dad said it'll be just over this hill, yahoo! we said spat out the stones took off up the last hill & water glorious water miles of fresh water Lake Wabby here we come...But Dads voice (the really serious one) stopped us dead in our tracks..wait he said "you cant swim in that it has no bottom you'll drown, come on we're going back .. oh man! no amount of but's or whinging Im thirsty would change his mind,we were told to find our stones & suck on them again...I could only hope we found our own stone, Mum sat on a rock(the only rock)for a rest from lugging Dani when a scorpian ran out from under it, Mum screamed & jumped,we almost choked on our stones... but then Mum let him have it Dad was in trouble then heheheh.
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