Madness...

so had a bit of an eventfull 24 hours...

my caravan mate went out last night and got incredably drunk... drove home and went to bed. about 30mins after he got in i hear this weird noise... i wondering whats that? then i realise that it's my caravan mate going to the toilet... the problem is there is no toilet in the caravan! whats more he not just going anywhere... but he's going at the end of my bed!... so he has weed all over the bottom of my bed and sleeping bag! yes very very strange. luckily it was dark so i didn't see any thing that left any mental scars (if you know what i mean). so i turn on the light and am like "WHAT THE FLIP ARE YOU DOING" (or words to that effect anyway) to which he's like... "oh sorry thats not the toilet is it!" and goes to back to bed (he was completely out of it... think he was quite stoned too). so i put my sleeping bag outside and turn over my matress (is very thick one) and think i'll sort this tomorrow (luckily i didn't get wet). so i'm there with no sleeping bag and it's like freezing so i'm wondering what to do... so i try and curl up and sleep but then its freezing and he starts being all weird and talking to himself and just generally being a bit mental and angry...

...so i'm thinking "i'm not liking this" cos being stuck in a caravan with an increadably drunk and angry (and mental) ex army australian man is not really my idea of a fun time. so i say "i'm gonna sleep in your car" grab all my most vital posessions and head for his car (which is parked in the open with lot of cabins overlooking it... safer i think). anyway his car was an interesting story in it's self... there was no lock in the driver side and the handel on the inside was all bent and obviously been tampered with. so i'm thinking "oh dear... escaped the drunk, angry, urinating australian only to find my self sleeping in his stolen car." (there were other factors which made me think it was stolen like the key for the car was a copy, he arrived completely skint and the car was fairly modern and he seemed to be quite nervous when driving once and we saw a police car)

anyway the next morning, after one mostly sleepless (2 hours total) and freezing night (was frost in the morning), he said sorry sort of (but it didn't seem that remorseful) and when i said i would like him to wash my stuff (not exactly an unreasonable request) he seemed to think he didn't need to (anyway he did shortly after). so then he tells the boss the story and says and i quote "i must have mistaken his legs for a toilet" (which has to be some sort of quote of the century... is certainly an orignal one) so anyway i speak to the boss and so we sort it that i will move and he will give him a verbal warning (he couldn't just sack him he has to give him and verbal and written warning before he can do anything)

so i go back at lunch time (we were picking offsite) and the whole thing was hot gossip at pack house (still not exactly sure how they found out) and i'm a minor celeb and there asking me lots of questions... i move my stuff to a new place with some cool chilians and a jap and i go back and pick apples stupidly slowly (am v tired) anyway at the end of the day when we get driven back to our homes he's completely gone and taken all his stuff and is just no where to be seen at all... it's all very strange.

so a bit of a weird time really (my last day of teenagerness was certainly an eventful one). although he did anger me... i also feel quite sorry for the guy... his life was completely screwed up (think he had a drink problem... would drink most nights) he told me about some of his past and it seems he's had a hard time all round really. he seemed v confused and lost... and said so himself. we ended up talking about god (after he asked what i was doing in Christchurch and i explained) he was interested and we had decided that we would go to church on sunday (a good one that i had been to previously) which i think could have been really good for him. but he just seemed to have very little hope.

so all a bit odd... it could only happen to me!

anyway my new house mates are all really cool and it looks like i'm gonna have sushi for my birthday (prepared by an actually jap... had pizza the other day from an actual italian too)

anyway i'm off now cos i need to walk home and go to bed.

hope your well,



Simon