It's so frustrating to me, a born chatterbox, not to be able to comment on Frankie's journeys in that other thread! but I'm having the time of my life following him around, especially right now when the pics have surfaced for the first time. Keep talking! And the next person, keep up the line of chatter! Hopefully he'll end up being the most photographed individual Tarot deck in the history of the world.
More than ever, I'm keen to read of all his future journeys - and to get my grubby little paws on him myself! Getting some ideas about where I'll take him and what we'll do (everywhere and everything).
My daughter, who's almost as terrified of heights as I am, has almost volunteered to take him up to the top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, and take a photo of him in her hand up there overlooking Sydney Harbour! Woo-hoo! We'll certainly do a day in Sydney, no matter how much I hate it. I'm sure I can find art galleries, museums, markets, Opera Houses and old friends from prior to 1991 there.
But I also want to take him to Western Australian places: Wave Rock so he can surf down the biggest (granite) tsunami in the world, Malcha's Cave, so dark with the evil of taboo marriage and child-murder that even the flies won't go into the cave (and they don't!), even just the telecentre in Ravy or to sit in Shirley's office (the sole public servant in town, doing everything for every government department, state and federal, and working only part-time, and then slowly!) with her over a coffee shooting the breeze (she has an oracle on her desk with was the ONLY other related object in the whole town outside of my collection when I was there!), Hopetoun's Jetty, where the constant wind blows northwards off directly off Antarctican ice-shelves and over the Southern Ocean, the incredible white sands of WA beaches as opposed to the dirty yellow sands of NSW beaches, etc etc etc.
I can't drive from one end of the continent to the other in my week of custody. What to do, what to do ...
