Extra-Ordinary

Adelaide

Mr Adelaide is the notorious dump truck driver and is feared by most of the neighbourhood. During his time next door, ten years, he has left some cookies and baked goods at our door but they must have been baked three years ago because they were so stale.
On the contrary he is never late and works double shifts at the dumps which is not the prettiest of jobs. I have never been on his side of the fence.

I get onto the ground, standing in awe as I look at the most beautiful garden ever created. It looks like the Garden of Edin, meticulously cut trees, bushes and shrubs. Flowers blossoming every where.

And there is a fairly rough old man with scissors in his hands cutting away at the plants.

I subtly try to pick up my ball and climb back over but just as I get half way up...

"Hello"
I look back round and see him still focused on his plant.
"Hi"
"What may I do for you today young man?"
"I was just getting my ball, Sir" I stutter
"Well alright then, do want something to drink?"
"I'm fine thank you, but by the way this is a magnificent garden."
"It should be after ten years"
"Well I best be getting back for dinner"
"Alright then, goodbye."
"Bye"

I climb back over the fence and walk to the house ignoring Perth. I was absolutely dumbfounded by the kindness of the man and how anyone could fear a generous gentlemen. Obviously he just isn't a good baker.

I go back upstairs and get ready for my visit to Laura's. After all I was long awaiting this night.