For Jane

I wrote this on the way up to see Gerard and Jane the second time before we headed North.

Back-story

I had bought Gerard these nice bottles of wine as I know he loves them, but I couldn't think of anything to find for Jane. So I started writing this note to leave with the wine for her as they weren't going to be there when we dropped by on our way North originally. But due to circumstances we stopped in Perth that night and then dropped by their house the next morning when they were indeed home. So I never gave them the letter, but after reading it almost a month later I couldn't help myself from putting this up. So here we go.

The Note
Even though I rang the bell and could just tell you hiding behind the door hoping we would not stay like before. So in the absence of your presence I leave for you these 2 bottles of wine, for I hear they are quite fine. And when you click your heals as you see our rear view mirror pass you by, toast to the health of the Canadian boys who are heading to Broome and won't see you soon.

For Jane I did rack my brain against many a road train in hopes to find a gift to give you an emotional lift, but I could think of none to redeem the sum of my fun. So in appreciation of our deviation to your allocation I write for you this poem in a last minute ditch to catch the hitch and pull you along to show you our appreciation from your salutation. I wish you well in hopes you'll tell us why you stole our trunks from our bunks, for if you wanted the boys to show off their toys I would have booked an appointment for an ointment as I hear you are an expert of such things. Well I am running out of time and rhyme so I must bring a close to this hose. I hope you had fun on this run and got a laugh from my gaff. But take me seriously when I say thank you for our stay the other day.

Well that is all from this blast I hope you enjoyed it Jane, and thanks again for everything you did for us backpackers, especially eat our bad cooking, but I would like to announce that we are getting better.