Late yesterday Clive saw a request for someone going to
Carnarvon to drop off some goods (as it turned out, boxes of toys) eventually
bound for the Aboriginal settlement at Gascoyne.
A very amusing hour or so at the house of the requestor had him meeting
Tim Ferguson, a born-again Christian; sort of half way house owner; and ex-minister.
Clive not only
picked up the toys but was treated to a piano
recital by Tim’s wife, an introduction to two visiting Jehovah’s Witnesses, a
tour of the house and a personally signed and annotated copy of Tim’s
self-published book.
Other than delivering the toys to the front verandah of
local Councillor ‘Patch’, our visit to Carnarvon was rather un-eventful.
We were not enthused to check it out much so
just stayed a night in the caravan park (with barking dogs and crying children)
and headed off North the next morning.
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| Tim's eclectic abode |
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| Personally inscribed and dated, including a blessing! |
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| On the road to Carnarvon - flat and rocky |
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