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The madman

We were minding our own business, as Marita and I walked across Flinders Street from the station on Friday night, to go shopping for a present for my nephew Leo’s first birthday. As we passed Young & Jackson’s on the corner, suddenly there was a man in a bright orange shirt pulling on my arm. I didn’t recognise him. Some stranger. I couldn’t get a good look at him, but he looked slightly crazed. Must be some madman, I thought. Probably harmless, but just a bit excited for one reason or another.

I shouted at him: “No! No! No thanks mate, not today!” and tried to loosen his grip on my arm, as he pulled me across.

Then I realised it was Josh, and he was, in his own unique way, pulling me into the pub for a drink.

A pot and a chat later and we were better prepared to hit the shops.

By Daniel Bowen

Transport blogger / campaigner and spokesperson for the Public Transport Users Association / professional geek.
Bunurong land, Melbourne, Australia.
Opinions on this blog are all mine.

3 replies on “The madman”

Re: Subsequent post re tv and tapes. What nonsense. It was interesting enough. A blog post is not an entrance exam or job application. ‘Diary of Average Australian’. Sometimes you can just be average.

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