Holidays: Part 3

Holidays: Part 2

We left for Broken hill at roughly 3:20am this morning. We hit a roo approximately 5:30am. We were picked up by the N.R.M.A man around 8am. We met with Jo's Dad and ate breakfast at a cafe in Nyngan around 9am. I booked a bus ticket to Broken Hill from Nyngan around 10:30am. Dad and Jo and Morris left with Jo's Dad around 12pm. I went back into the cafe we had breakfasted in and ordered another around 12:05pm. This coffee isn't as nice as the first one.

I will catch a bus at around 4:15pm. What can I do until then? Write this blog.. Then what?? Who knows. I will arrive in Broken Hill around 11pm. Rachie will finish work around 12am

The sign outside of this cafe says "Come in and try a burger the way they used to be before McDonalds stuffed 'em up" ehehehe!

Holidays: Part 1

Hello! Welcome to what will probably be a mixture of insanely boring and moderately interesting posts I will make while on my 2 month holiday! I'd like to say that I will post everyday.. But we all know this wont happen.

Man oh man it is good to finish. I submitted my last assignment on Tuesday - 65 self portraits. The last week has been a blur of paint, ink, charcoal, facebook, star trek, wine, friends, music, late nights and crazy sleep ins. I had a bunch of people around last Saturday to hangout and draw - it was really fun! Soph and Gilbert brought bacon! Nice! Some more peoples dropped around the next day too which was really good - total study incentive. I'd kind of been sitting on my bum on Facebook till they arrived..

At the moment I am sitting on the floor at my friend Rachaels house in Newtown! Yipee! It is great to see her, she is one of my favorite people. Polly and I are both here.. I took her cage apart and stashed it in the bottom of my bag, and she sat on my shoulder while I caught the train. We catch another train/bus to Dubbo tomorrow. Hopefully she will be as well behaved tomorrow as the was tonight and not try going exploring while I am napping on the journey.

Dad if you're reading this tune out for a second. I got a bit lost in Newtown tonight. I went to Rachaels workplace - a nearby pub - to grab her house key and got confused on the way back. A trip that should have taken 5 minutes took about 45. Rgh. Thank goodness for the helpful people lurking on the dark streets of Darlington at midnight who gave me directions.

What else happened.. Oh yeah on journey down the train stopped at Hornsby station for about 15 minutes. I didn't really understand what was going on until I saw a crowd of security officers and cityrail people flocking out of one particular carriage ushering two slightly blood covered young men yelling their heads off with them.. I guess they had a disagreement?

Tomorrow - Dubbos! Familys! Samaras and Jethros! Haases! Lauras? Cold temperatures! w000! Then on Saturday BROKEN HILL! oOO...

Riddle

Hey everyone! Guess what I'm on????

Here's a clue:


-Hannah

Guilty

Hello.. You cannot be surprised that I have gathered you all here today, as many of you were in my house the day my kettle was kidnapped. I had my suspicions from the start but no proof to back them up.. Until this morning..

I knew it was not Sophie or her friend or Skye as I definitely made cups of tea after they left.
I did not think it was Mel or Pat as I watched them to the door and didn't see them with it.
I could have been Gilbert as he had a big green bag it would have easily hidden in.
I did not think it was Jasmine K as she knows how important a kettle is in making coffee, and wouldn't deprive me of it.

So based on what I knew my remaining suspects were: Gilbert, Anneleise, Belinda, Josiah, Dane and Mandie. I had at this time one main suspect..But no way of proving anything..

The following morning after the kidnapping I received this email -
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From: shortnstout@exterminator.net

Sunderland,

1. Google George Harry Sanders then take a look around your house.

2. Proof of life will be sent soon

3. A list of demands will be issued shortly after contact has been made
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I Googled the name. Apparently George Harry Sanders wrote 'I'm a little teapot'. This got me thinking.. Who of those people would know who wrote 'I'm a little teapot'? Maybe my suspect had an accomplice? Or maybe they just made good use of Google.

Getting some help from my IT team I discovered that the email had come from an AOL account. Who did I know that would bother going and making an AOL account? And why AOL? Why not just hotmail? This helped me discount one or two people from my list. The email was also from someone using Dodo internet...... Interesting.. While this wasn't conclusive evidence, it did strengthen the case against my main suspect. I wrote a response to the email saying "Dodo's are extinct for a reason." and continued my investigation.

I received another email later that day. This one arrived from a different source - presumably because they now knew I was on to them and their ISP.. They were obviously scared and intimidated by my Poirot-like investigation skills because they started making threats.
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From: shortnstout@exterminator.net


With that attitude maybe a kettle will soon be too

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This email only further assured me that my suspicions were correct. BUT I still had no proof.. Until now. I received this email this morning.

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From: shortnstout@exterminator.net

Your lack of compassion is astounding. Maybe these images will turn your hardened heart.
Just think of your poor kettle boiling in fear as the train of terror tears down the track, whistling out your name to come and save her.

we require 2 blocks of chocolate for the safe return
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Little did the kidnapper know that I now had him right where I wanted him.. He had inadvertently provided me with the evidence I needed. These days images such as this contain within them data about the camera that took them. The shutter speed, the aperture, the ISO AND the software in the camera that took it. I looked at this data and saw "Software: DSRL-A550" In other words... THIS CAMERA --
There was only ONE person in that room with this camera. None other then DANE PROCTER! Seen here with the aforementioned camera.


In the words of Belinda Malone- "Mr. Procter, consider yourself under arrest for the kidnapping of the said kettle, you have the right to remain embarrassed for all to see. Your offense has rendered you a public thief, you will now be under constant surveillance as you attend gatherings of various social groups, all onlookers will forever consider you in suspicion..."