Tropic Rover and Freemantle Prison.

 After busking in front of the newly renovated prison officers houses outside Freemantle Market we met with the "Bamboo Bird Whistle" man. He had a small stall outside the market (selling bird whistles) and we had asked his advise about where to busk. He said he had enjoyed our music, introduced himself as Albert and invited us for drinks on his Yacht..........Hmmmm. We packed up our gear put it into our space ship and followed him to the quay.

Would you believe it?

Turned out he did have a yacht, a very beautiful Ketch called Tropic Rover

(actually we don't have a space ship)

Albert was simplifying his life, getting rid of clutter and dropping 

100,000 Australian dollars off the price.

I explained that even with that discount it was probably out of our league,

sadly.

(our friends Minoli, Chaminda,Jordan,Angelina and Ruby)

Albert was fascinating and had many interesting stories of which I mainly believed.

He had been born to a moneyed family and seemed to have had a rich and varied life getting rid of it.

The kids had a great time playing hide and seek in the many cupboards and bunks 

and nooks and crannies. 

The beautiful Angelina.