Wild Goose Chase

Imagine my surprise yesterday as I heard a familar knock, knock at the door and hollered to welcome in the usual post-school coffee drinkers and biscuit eaters only to find an unfamilar visitor entering via the back door.

'Twas the Director of the local Dramatic Society no less, script in hand, cards on the table and down to business.

I'd previously agreed to accept a small role in the play (scheduled for next March) without knowing much about it but reckoning that it would probably be a bit of a hoot one way or another. However, it appears that the leading ACTOR from previous productions is unavailable and I was to be offered the opportunity to step into the breach (as 'twer).

Don't want to give too much away at this stage (and I've only read the first act) but it's a farce, set in a castle and involves a great many of the familiar farcical devices of mistaken identity, missing telegrams, senile old men and general madcap humour. I'll tell you more once I've finished the script.

Not only that but I've also taken the opportunity to have a look at the jobs available on www.jobsearch.gov.au and it appears there are no less than 10 food processing positions currently available on the island. The advert reads, "Staff required in the Smithton area for sea food processing. Working within a team, experience not essential. Must be keen and enjoy repetitive work."

They make it sound very alluring with their sparse prose but I don't want to get my hopes up too much as there's nowhere on the island by the name of Smithton so it may well transpire to be some dreadful mistake. I'll give them a call and try to clarify the position but if anyone else out there is excited by the prospect of repetitive work with seafood then they should delay not.

Call 03 64316485 and quote job ID 88800832.

Maybe see you there.