Thursday, 24 December 2009

Drew and his brothers very excited today. Last minute cooking stuff. Although the night did prove 'interesting'. We were over our neighbours in the evening when Drew's brother Kurt got the poops and was sent home. He decided to storm off, barefooted instead. When 15 minutes later we realised he wasn't at home - we, several neighbours, and Kurt's best friend's parents, set off in cars and on foot to look for him. After 90 minutes without finding him, I rang the Police, 60 minutes later they rang back to apologise for not getting there yet and they too assumed Kurt would be somewhere pretty close and would come as soon as possible. A car pulled up 30 minutes later and out hopped Kurt, who was promptly sent straight to bed, as relieved as I was too see him, I could of killed him. A very kind mother and her daughter had seen Kurt walking on the side of the road, at Lake Haven, which is nearly 12kms away and had stopped to ask if he was OK, they thankfully drove him home at 11.30pm. Even the Police said they wouldn't have looked that far for him. For a couple of hours it looked like our world was going to turn upside down all over again, fortunately it all worked out.