Evening, we stay overnight with some fellow travellers at Pelican Point - though not far away there is a campground, we are tolerated as long as we behave.

A police-officer arrives (I really guess he was alone, was he?!), goes from car to car, asking something.

Now it´s our turn, "Have you seen an italian male?"

Ingo thought of "mail", sounds the same.

The police-officer could have modified his question ('have you seen a man looking italian-like' or something), but no. The same question, over and over again. 'Til Ingo asked a little shirty, "Letter or package?" - whereupon the police-officer went away, cursing.

He left... a curse.
Italian Festival in Innisfail, the only yummy coffee available - italian style... the curse followed us in the year 1999, how I will expose...