Friday, 17 April 2009

The XXXY Files


Case number 118 118- This case intrigued me from the minute I moved into the new house in Brighton. Sulky had gone off to his plush hotel in Sydney,leaving me Mouldy alone with the 2 children "setting up home" on our airbeds and 1 blanket .It was only when I attempted to go to sleep that night the strange sounds began to penetrate the house .

The noises resembled the sounds of a cat burglar trying to enter the house first trying the roof and next the windows. My eldest and me spent a very restless night only finally falling asleep when we decided that the burglars had spent so long casing the joint that they must have decided there was nothing worth stealing.

Sulky of course was having none of it that is until he had to spend a weekend on his own whilst we were on the houseboat. Let's just say he now believed the noises were more of a supernatural variety thus explaining his reluctance to go out and see what the cause of the sounds were and instead spending the nights ' hiding under the duvets' yes we had indeed now got duvets since Sulky was back, and hoping for the speedy return of Mouldy whom he hoped would keep him safe at night .

The final solving of the case came 2 nights ago when hearing an almighty crash on the roof, both of us ventured outside with a flashlight only to discover a possum looking back with a "What's your problem expression on it's now not so cute face"
Despite the solving of this case it didn't stop the pair of us from being woken up last night with what sounded like an Evander Hollyfield and Mike Tyson rematch done with possums ,from going on above our bedroom roof only ending in a knockout by one as the now unconscious possum slid down our glass skylight and the other did a lap of victory at top speed across the roof !!!
Any of our visitors in the autumn should take heed of this blog before booking flights!

Case number =666. This case started very innocuously as we sat enjoying lunch on Hampton street a few weekends ago .I say enjoy but alas both kids were in hyper mode and they had brought wheels. Constant apologies were the order of the day until one elderly couple began to make conversation . It started with the introductions of this seemingly normal couple ,"Hi I'm Steve and this is my wife Anne". On discussing holidays they proceeded on giving us a long list of sites we should see in Queensland and nearby also mentioning a hotel we should look at in Cairns. It was only on finishing the conversation that we both realised we would be in Sydney the following Easter weekend . " Wouldn't it be funny if we bumped into each other " I remarked innocently ,not realising the eerie occurrences that were about to ensue.

So after arriving in Sydney day 2 we decided to visit Manly Beach by ferry from the Circular Quay. It was packed but by some strange coincidence whom should we see on the way back but the same Steve and Anne from Hampton. We laughed a little at the coincidence and wondered what were the odds but then the tarot cards threw another hand. That night we arrived at our chosen restaurant, Doyles overlooking the Quay ,which we had booked Day 1. Who should sit not 2 tables away an hour later but Steve and Anne . Now this was getting spooky . Again we exchanged pleasantries nervously eyeing each other and wondering who was stalking who!

Finally we arrived on day 4 to get our flight back to Melbourne and yes as you have guessed whom should be on the same flight as us but Steve and Anne .This time Steve gave us his phone number despite Grant saying to me keep your distance ,obviously fearing once again of the supernatural. As we sat down on the plane whom should sit in the seats behind but Steve and Anne who had booked in about 2 hours before us. I'm still waiting for them to materialise as we sit down one night for a meal although Sulky is no doubt worrying that it may be instead when I am out one night and he has gone to bed !!!!

1 comment:

  1. It might have been useful to have the possum information BEFORE we booked the flights!

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