Driving up Kingscote Cres with parents, turned into house over the road from no. 23. We were going there for dinner. Lady walked out to meet us, somehow walking with her feet upside-down. She climbed on the bonnet of the car where she knelt and did some welcoming ceremony. We went inside. Toured house, which was multi-level, with lots of turning half-staircases. Very modern. Lady told me to keep the children out of her art room, and I understood it was because of what they might see, not for fear of them damaging anything. Some very strange and grotesque art, like that of Richard Upton Pickman.
Kingscote. Waiting for boys to get into car. One of them lets off the handbrake. Car rolls toward road, and knocks letterbox out of ground. I push the car back up the driveway, and look for a chock, since the handbrake now won't hold the car.
Updated 09-01-2012 at 12:55 AM by 57574
Driveway of Kingscote home, wife and me fixing car window with string and knots. Neighbour comes and asks about quality of wood in our cars, type of fuel. Makes veiled threat about cars and if authorities were to investigate them. Gave him our old pram after he peered into our garage.
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