Adam Trickett

Nothing more is more satisfyingly hilarious on a busy afternoon in Fremantle than leaving a good friend thinking “WTF just happened?”.

Having just parted ways 5 minutes earlier, we (my partner Danielle and I) ring up and tell the previously said friend he left his loaf of bread in our car. Asking him to wait where he was, we quickly drove up to him, wound down the window, announced very loudly “Package for Mr Patterson?”, waved goodbye and drove off around the corner. While the look on his face was gold, the looks on the faces of bystanders were priceless. We haven’t laughed that much in a long time.