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IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT…

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From my cell I could hear the thunder, building all afternoon as the storm rolled in over our Gulag.

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My single feeble tube of light flickered…would the lightning favour me? It had to! I had no idea where the power plant for this hell-hole was! And I had nothing to use to get these shackles off…

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somehow, I didn’t think elipses would work…

Dark. A sudden, complete darkness. I groped my way towards my cell door, feeling for the spy-hole bars.Yes! My fingers closed on the rim and I tugged hard. Too hard – no longer held fast by its high voltage, the damn’ door swung in and almost flattened me.

I could hear no one. Was I the only prisoner in this area? I moved along the wall to my left,trying to remember how many steps I’d taken when they brought me here. Maybe 90 steps?

And then lightning flashed across a doorway. A glazed door! And just outside the door a glazed guard. While the sky was still lit I pulled open the door, snatched the guard’s  taser and ran towards the gates.

A voice in my head said I should have taken the regular gun.Would a taser work if it was raining? And by now it was. In seconds the taser and I were soaked.

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I had two problems…I had to cross this raging torrent. And I needed food.Actually, I had three problems…I still had my yoke and chain.Sure, it was broken, but I had no way to get it off…

The voice in my head said “find food.” So I channeled  Les Hiddins  and gathered some fallen quandongs…IMG_0037.JPG

By now the stream was carrying dead critters along and I knew typhoid would be a risk.I needed  something pure to drink…IMG_5001.JPG

And I needed transport! I’d have to take a chance on someone leaving  a key in the ignition…and fuel in the tank! I didn’t care about air in the tyres!IMG_0020.JPG

One last forage for food and I was outa here! spices for the start of a coconut curry.jpg

 

And that’s why I haven’t posted for so long!

 

 

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Author: dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!

20 thoughts on “IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT…

  1. Good luck with the escape. But if you are recaptured, I will bake you a cake with a file and a bottle of Sweet Baby Jesus! in it!

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  2. Brilliant, Dinah!! I hope you have now fully recovered from this epic adventure and that you have your guest room fully prepared as I am on my way to stay…. actually there may be a few of us on the way…. I’m sure my ellipses cut the mustard if not the shackles.
    Sx

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  3. Big, big smiles.
    And glad that you didn’t forage for mangrove maggots which always turned my wimpy tummy.

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  4. Mangrove maggots? Good god! I googled…came up with mango worms which look pretty revolting.
    But I was OK with the SBJ porter.I passed on the half-eaten Mac…

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  5. Ye Gods! Is it so difficult to leave the U.S.A.these days?

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  6. What a delight you are, Dinamow! Cheered me up no end. Where can I get a bottle of SBJ? Could do with it right now. We, a six year old, an eight year old, and a seventy four year old are watching end to end episodes of Goosebumps. Am I going crazy?

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  7. Ha! i really had no idea where this was going, but then when i saw SBJ, i saw the light (and recognized the bottle!) A fine epilogue to a wealth of adventure! Here’s to what lies ahead!

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  8. I’ll drink to that! clinks Pepper Jack to SBJ…

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  9. Blimey! What an adventure.
    Those quandongs look unreal – I’ve never seen the like.

    P.S. I’ll be visiting with Ms Scarlet. You’d better get your bunk beds ready!

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  10. Um…don’t have bunk beds.I think we have a hammock…somewhere.But if you come when it’s cold(right now) you can top n tail.Hell! If this cold snap continues we’ll be bunking together! In summer you can sleep outside. 🙂

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  11. Sounds like you had a lovely time at Wentworth Detention Centre, was that old Vinegar Tits standing guard?

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  12. [off-topic. sorry.]

    Are you a Footy fan?

    I just watched an exciting back-and-forth game between the Sydney Swans and Western Bulldogs. The Bulldogs somehow earned a free (penalty?) kick and the guy put it between the poles with two seconds left to win the game. I don’t understand all of thrashing around that goes on out in the field or why the teams wear those wife-beater shirts, but does look like it would be a lot of fun to attend a game in person!

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    • Hahaha! No, not a follower of Australian Rules. Chez Dinahmow we call it “Tight Knickers” football! Now with wife-beater shirts.Love that! I admit to being intrigued by those referees wearing lab. coats. No one can tell me why!

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