Out of the Ord
“You can see why the Kimberley is one of those places that keeps calling you back . The beauty and serenity, it clears your head.”
AN IRISHMAN, AN Australian woman and an Englishman walk into a pub. The establishment is the Hotel Kununurra and it’s talent night. Inside the redbrick walls of the 1960s low-rise building, the vinyl cushion stools, framed football jerseys and corrugated iron bar all add up to a no-frills atmosphere. Outside, away from the sports-tuned TVs, the garden crowd is swelling like the belly of a hardened beer drinker. “Next on stage we have Cheryl,” says Irish-born restaurateur Colin Fassnidge. What is a celebrity chef doing in Kununurra? Time will tell. “Take it away Cheryl.”
On this especially lively night I share a drink with former resident of 10 years, Glen Chidlow, who works for Australia’s North West Tourism. Without a table to call our own, we slide onto the end of a bench. Before we’ve said ‘cheers’ an Aboriginal man approaches us, his hand outstretched, cradling a boab nut
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