"WALK WITH ME MADAAM"

Last night, in Southern Cross, we had dinner at the Palace Hotel. The meal itself was very nice and well presented. Dessert was a little long in coming during which time the hotel proprietor approached the table at which the team was sitting and offered to show us his coin collection. He used tactics to basically get his own way, in spite of our need to get back to our lodgings and to bed in preparation for the long day on the road to Coolgardie. The story is far too long and boring to relate here (not to mention the inaccuracies contained in so much of what he told us) and, through the laughter of Robyn and the words of Allan, we eventually escaped and headed home. His name is S___ D. If you happen to be in Southern Cross W.A., and if you happen to dine in hotel, DON’T be conned!