Settling in semi desert

We left Kimberley in fairly good spirits but as we travelled along the dirt roads the trees disappeared, rather quickly, and the bushes became smaller and smaller and further apart. Inside the car it was hot and the windows were down for a bit but the dust, or at least it's smell got in .As we went along the children grew quiet and SD and I spoke less and less. We eventually got to the mine and SD dashed into the offices . He came out after a while and said we were to follow the manager who would put us up for the night. 'We're not living here the rest of us said. 'Let's get to his house and sleep on it,' he said. I couldn't believe the change when we walked into the manager's bungalow. His wife looked cool despite dealing with a baby. The furniture was pale blue and I could relax a bit. It didn't look so bad in the morning but, nevertheless, I was not amused. How did it turn out? We've been friends with the manager's family for more than forty years.

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