Pluses of a teeny country town;
1. You know ALL your neighbors
2. You can leave your doors/cars unlocked, ALL the time
3. You’re allowed to venture EVERYWHERE
4. You have a huge, gigantic extended family, and you love EVERYONE of them
Minuses of a teeny country town;
1. You’re neighbors ALL know you.
Consequently, your neighbors, left, right, back yard, across the road, and diagonal in every direction, can all report on your whereabouts, and activity, on call.
2. You actually leave your doors/cars unlocked
You leave yourself open to the renegade few, who rob you of your trinkets and small change, with the use of matches and dumb luck. Only one time though.
You are randomly, yet consistently vulnerable to hungry possums and gremlins, who are either in your pantry, robbing your icing sugar, or hovering at your doorway, angry, noisy, terrifying and forever embedded on your memory.
Young punks will steal your car, using stolen siphoned fuel from other trusting homes, drive to emerald, and wreck your sunnies.
3. You venture EVERYWHERE
Not even the city, or in our circumstance, town, limits, mark the end of your journey.
Sorry Mumma, but we did go to Emerald for fast food! Breaking down in the drive through of the Maraboon Tavern on our way out of town (not our car). And to Lillyvale, purely for fun, swimming and swinging out the big old gum tree.
I guess knowing every back road and fire break by heart just wasn’t enough.
Keeping it in town however, there honestly isn’t a patch of Tieri I haven’t a memory for. Usually dodgy, but always relatively harmless and great fun.
Eg. Riding in the old Bongo Van on Halloween. With young blokes (one of them Dan) sliding the door open to flour bomb trick or treaters, before venturing to the motorbike track to let off sparkler bombs.
Or, Footy fields + massive lightning storm + boys + cars + best mates + young crazy brains!!
Just a few crazy nights of many.
4. You absolutely love to bits, EVERY one of your huge, gigantic extended family
This is always amazing when, no matter the distance, time or circumstance, you can run into someone and simply click back into the “good old days”, having a very clear and strong bond that only small towns can create.
Staying in touch is no problem with today’s technology, but even without that tech link, the bond stays strong.
The reason this is a minus?
When you lose someone, someone from your town family, my Tieri town family.
It breaks your heart.
It rekindles old memories.
It sends the tears, like heavy summer rain drops down your face.
It blocks your chest.
It blurs your head.
My heart and head hurt tonight.
It’s impossible not to.
I’ve blogged about this before. The touch one, touch all mentality of small towns.
I’d never swap it for the world. Regardless of the pain.
Thanks for being part of my crazy teenage life Clint.
All memories now tinged with sadness, but thought of with a smile, from when we were in our prime.
Cheers my friend, and endless love and strength to your family.
Fly high xx