Absolutely loved the story about parking recently!
When we arrived in Mullumbimby a long time ago, a laid-back local shared her local knowledge regarding parking and many other vital hints for this blow-in.
She said that I had to chant to myself as I approached town; ‘open little flower’, over and over to myself, or out loud to amuse my passengers.
I did, and I do, and I ALWAYS find myself a parking spot.
I have chanted my thanks to her for this piece of advice for more than fifteen years now and passed it on.
However, it doesn’t work if the person hoping to park mutters under her breath ‘open fkg… little fkg… flower’ as I found out when another blow-in friend complained to me that she STILL couldn’t park in Mullum and it gave her the shts!
It’s always in the interpretation isn’t it?
Who doesn’t love Mullumbimby? Blessings to all.
