A couple of years ago, we booked into the Inglewood caravan park for about a week. The park advertises that it has en-suites to each site and that, in a small town like Inglewood, had a certain attraction. We settled in for a bit more investigation of the area and perhaps some gold fossicking. The couple on the next site had said hello and had gone off early most days and we were settled inside on their return on most nights. The next day, I noticed their van had gone and they had left several items around the doorway of their en-suite. We went out exploring and returned and solved the mystery of the surplus stuff. They had returned that afternoon with a NEW van and that's when their problems started because the new van didn't have the storage that their old van did, so there was a surplus. After introductions and the explanation of the problem we settled down to a pleasant happy hour. As it was, we left the next morning and thought it was probable that we would meet again.
A year or so later, we went back to the Richmond Queensland Lakeview caravan park and I was on my usual exercise program, that is I walk around the park and lift weights at the same time, usually around 4:00pm and 375ml at a time. A voice calls to me "Don't I know you? Are you a fossicker?" Well, yes on both counts, it was Terry from Inglewood caravan park. They were there to explore the dinosaur diggings that we were there for, again. A good catch up that night and we were off again heading south to family and they were heading to the coast for the same reason.
We've been back at Inglewood for four days of mostly rain and inside work. Today, Friday, the finest of the last few days and I see a familiar van and ute pulling in to a site not too far from us and called Marg straight away. Guess who? Terry and Jen again back where this relationship started.... Coincidence or fate?
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