All go in the Village.

chick chickMore than once I have heard people say, “It must be so dull living in the country!” Boring?

This morning I passed a husband and wife out on their tricycles, cycling down the main street of the Village. She followed behind, coated in a bright yellow high visibility safety vest, with L plates front and back on the trike. I guess she could always fall off her seat…

On the other side of town, a man was walking by the side of the road, dressed in dark pants, a camouflage tee-shirt, and a khaki hat sporting camouflage netting; enough to cover his face and neck. It was 6.30 am. Perhaps on his way home from a night of twitching?

I often follow an Armaguard vehicle delivering money to local banks and business. Most times I have to resist the urge to race up close behind in my car and pretend that I am tailing them with intent. The only thing that restrains me is the knowledge that they carry guns.

All go in the Village.


3 thoughts on “All go in the Village.

  1. My dad had one of those hats and he wore it (mainly when fishing) because he reacted BADLY to gnat bites. He quit wearing it when, one day, he forgot he had it on and blew his nose …

    My wife has flipped her 3-wheel bike before, but not in a while. She had to get used to not turning the handle bars too quickly.

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