Scatterday A

Well here is our belated Scatterday. This was my last weekend in Brisbane (at our winter residence) for a while and the endless round of social engagements consumed the time that was left. We were going to forego Scatterday this week, but the story that unfolded as to how Scatterday heightens one's awareness and twists the minds is too good to pass up - so please read on.

Restaurants with A. We started with one of our local restaurants - Ahmet's - which is a great Turkish Restaurant on Oxford Street about 300 metres from our apartment. We are very fortunate to live right near the famous Oxford St with many outstanding reasonably priced dining establishments, all within walking distance of home.

Turquoise - Well if nothing else this exercise proved the old adage that men only see in eight colours. Turquoise had my DH so confused it took him the entire weekend to learn how to pronounce it. Any way we managed to identify an Automobile in our apartment block carpark as Turquoise. DH's reaction was, why didn't you just say bluey grey and green.

Comes out at night? Astronomers. We were doing some Astronomy ourselves at Easter and took pictures of the moon with our camera.

But here's the best bit.

Last Thursday night we were driving through East Brisbane, wondering, "What comes out at night and starts with an A?" Then as we waited at traffic lights it appeared. A tall guy, with close cropped hair, weather beaten skin, dressed all in black, carrying a short handled Axe that looked like it had been well used, approached the intersection and commenced to wait for the walk signal to cross the road.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Obviously my very own Axe Murderer!. At last, something that would capture everyone's attention and imagination. Just a normal Thursday night in Brisbane.

"Quick, get out of the car and take his photo!" I told my DH.

He replied "What? He's got an Axe! Why would I want to take a photo of anyone with an Axe?"

"Yes! He's an Axe Murderer, take his photo it will be great for Scatterday."

He said "It's your Scatterday, you take his photo!"

"But he has an Axe, I don't want to take his photo, I'm too shy to ask!"

"I don't wonder, he has a bloody Axe!, I'm not getting out of the car!" he responded.

"Yes, you are!" I said and I thrust my mobile phone camera at him and said "Here use this."

My electronic engineer DH said "I don't know how to use it, you'll have to do it."

At that time, the lights changed and the man with the axe crossed the street into the darkness, accompanied by a female carrying a lantern.