Audrey got a lovely baseball cap for her birthday. It was one of her treasured possessions and she wore it for a few days, only removing it for school and sleeping.
On a sunny Sunday afternoon we went for a walk round Lake Ginninderra with some friends. It was a windy afternoon and Audrey tightened the back of her cap accordingly, so it didn't blow into the drink. About half way round the walk you cross a road bridge that looks back towards Emu Bank. Of course at this point the wind really picked up and flipped Audrey's cap off her head and into the deepest part of the water below.
I could have swum out to get it, indeed I did consider it (until Eli made me see sense - I'd have had to walk back 30 minutes to the car dripping wet - and most likely been a bit stinky too). Of course Audrey was upset - not least as the cap didn't have the graciousness to sink, but rather bobbed along the top of the water where it could be seen but not reached.
I told Robin (who had kindly sent the hat from the UK) the situation and he quickly bought and sent a second. It was a really generous thing to do and smiles followed on the day that the package arrived. I smirked as I thought of the twin of the cap bobbing along in the reeds of Lake Ginninderra somewhere along with a few old Coke cans.
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