It’s early Saturday morning and Emma is already up . A dull grey morning with predicted rain and rising surf . I turn on the kettle , wait for it to bubble and then flick the tv on . I use the kettle to muffle out the often sudden sound of voices that jump out of the box . The early news stories flash by in silence after I’ve turned the volume to low . I’l catch them soon after I’ve checked social media and the news feed from Australia ; notably the Aussie cricket sides continuing carnage .
Rewind to last night . “Hey , Leroy guess who’s party you’ve been invited to ?” , Emma announces . ” It’s Owen G. And do you know where the party is ? It’s at a bowling alley .” It’s funny that this came up , as Emma recently suggested it’d be fun to go bowling . We wondered where the closest alley would be ? Shit I dunno . Hmmm , it’s something that should be big here . It had me thinking , a bowling alley would kill it around here .
I look up at the tv and it’s the usual news stories that have quickly become the norm . Shootings , car accidents and weather , but wait ………… I’m pointing at the screen , but it’s already flashed off to the next story . I’m sure I just saw what I saw but I have to wait . It’s 657 and it’s time for the news shifts to change . A dozen adds later and I’m ready for the biggest news story for sometime .I look at Emma and shake my head with a smile as the main , big story is the weather forecast and the pending gloom of possible rain later today . It’s a huge story . Then there’s the next story
“Ahhh shit , is that where Leroy’s going bowling for Owens party “, I ask Emma . ” Hmmm, probably not now ” , Emma replies . Poor Owen , we can still go there ,it’s 2 weeks time , cmon the metal detectors will be up by then …. won’t they ?