IT’S FUNNY how something significant can develop from the most obscure, seemingly insignificant moments.
Like, in the pre-dawn chill of a roadhouse in south-western Queensland, two complete strangers strike up a conversation. On the face of it, the only common denominator is that they’re both drivers soon to be heading somewhere else.
As usual, it kicks off with ‘G’day’ and ‘How ya going?’, and moves along from there. Easy!
They don’t talk for long. Fifteen minutes, maybe. Whatever, they soon enough climb into trucks parked alongside each other, fire the engine, start a new page in the logbook, and with little thought and even less fuss, head down the road on their separate ways.
Those 15 minutes, however, will reveal plenty. Particularly for me.
For starters, the bloke on the…
