With impending childbirth past its ‘time to expell’ date, it was a nervous Ricky Parker that handed me his cellphone before entering the tumoultous waters of a pretty maxed out One Mans Bay. “Hey Digs if it rings and it is Jaz can you answer it?”. Just as he was running down I played a too easy practical joke and yelled out whilst holding the cellphone up and said “Hey Rick! Jaz is ringin’!” He stopped in his tracks with a freaked look on his face,well, until he saw I was taking the piss.
I know the same nervousness Rick was feeling as it was 4years and 2wks to the day that I found myself at Grey’s Bay without cellphone reception and a good hour or so drive away from my expecting partner Ange who was a week away from the due date. I had promised Ange that Grey’s Bay had coverage when I kinda knew it wouldn’t, this white lie got me up the coast but I must admit spending the day fretting that she may have gone into labour and I had no way of finding out kinda did my head in. Thankfully Captain Groubetastic had coverage of a bar and I was able to send a text off in the arvo to see if all was good. Phew!