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Werewolf of Oz Travel Friends Reunions

As mid-winter Christmas and other holidays approach, the latest episode of your favourite werewolf travels Australia to a Wizard of Oz theme travel quest satirical comedy epic couldn’t be timed better.

Werewolf of Oz Reunion

Hi, it’s Greenygrey, with another fun episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

It’s quite a long chapter, and full of warm mince pie moments, so I’ll let you get on with the goings on down under in the Emerald Beach cave.

Chapter 130.  For the Life of Brian 

Australiana: a cork hat on a sixpack of VB
Australiana: a cork hat on a sixpack of VB (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I looked around at my travel companions, and they all nodded in unison. I had not doubted them. I told Emily the emerald cork hat we would be proud to join her in the battle of Bri’s bane.

She thanked us, before inviting us to join the crowd in the cavern. She told me she thought I’d recognise a few faces.

Meeting Old Friends

There were indeed some familiar faces.

Miniature Australian Sheepdog puppy
Miniature Australian Sheepdog puppy (Photo credit: Just chaos)

I could hardly believe my eyes when they told my mind that Digger and Aussie, two of the first friends I made on the trip, were standing in front of me.

It wasn’t until I’d hugged them that I accepted it as bona fide. After catching up with my canine cohorts I introduced them to Angry, Cathy and Elle; because I hadn’t even met them when I met ol’ Dig and Aus.

It all seemed such a long time ago now, and strange to think that I had landed in Oz all alone.

I was just getting over the surprise of Dig and Aus when there was a tap on my shoulder.

English: Common Wombat (Vombatus ursinus tasma...
English: Common Wombat (Vombatus ursinus tasmaniensis) on Maria Island, Tasmania, Australia. The entire island is a national park, Maria Island National Park. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When I looked around I saw yet another of my dear ol’ friends from early in the journey: the very venerable Vombatus Ursinus. It was great to see it looking swell. Vombat the Wombat joined our circle and soon got to know everybody and everything.

Mine’s a Large One

I was about half way through telling Vombat about my journey when the walls started to rumble, and some rocks broke off. Everybody looked at the epicentre with anticipation, while beginning to take guard.

I wondered if it was a bulldozing blitz by Bri’s bane.

Collie Pups
Collie Pups (Photo credit: me’nthedogs)

A hole started to appear, and everybody tensed.

As more rocks fell a paw emerged, and then the identity of the new arrivals was revealed.

Why, it was none other than Colin and Ollie, the collie collier twins from Collie.

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Werewolf of Oz Lands in Australia and Starts to Ramble

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. Thanks to all those who downloaded Grey’s epic Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps on the weekend. We hope you enjoyed reading it if you got around to it. Here’s the next instalment, where  Grey landed and started its almost two-year ‘fantastic Mr. Fox’ rambling quest. It remembered some more detail since its blog, so it’s hopefully an improvement on its original Werewolf of Oz blog.

2.  aRRIVAL AND RAMBLE

Alone in a new land down under, old world turned upside down.

The mounting sound of dogs barking made me think that Mount Barker would be as good a place as any to land. I wouldn’t say it was a perfect landing, but it had been a long journey, and I am new to this solo space flight malarkey. A last minute shapeshift into a Swedish vallhund – schnauzer – shih tzu cross on the approach didn’t help matters either.

I was delighted to find that a cacophonous crowd of canines had turned out to greet me; it was cool to have charming company again. A diligent dingo called Digger told me Sirius had told them I was on my way. They had also prepared a fantastic feast, and all the anxiety I had felt on the journey quickly receded.

Digger and Aussie

I had itchy paws after the food. Although I was sorry to be leaving so soon, I thought I should get rambling, as the sooner you start the sooner you should finish. I told Digger, and it announced my departure to the crowd. They all wished me a safe journey, and I thanked them for their hospitality. I hoped everywhere would be so easy; while I didn’t think it would be, I never imagined how difficult and dangerous it would become.

Digger escorted me out of town, and showed me the road to Denmark. It was a nice relaxing journey, and I reached there a few hours later. It was a nice liberal place to relax. I met an Australian Shepherd dog called Aussie there, and it gave me a guide for Australia’s south-west after showing me around town.

Aussie accompanied me to Greens Pool, and on the way told me it had arrived from overseas as well. It wasn’t a natural Australian, but is now known as an Aussie. While Aussie was great company, Greens Pool of course brought back memories of pool swims with my dear ol’ other half, Green.

Wombat of Walpole

It was already late afternoon when I bade Aussie farewell and set off north-west. It was a lovely ramble through 400-year-old red and yellow tingle trees on the way to Walpole.

I fancied a shapeshift along the way, so I changed into an Australian animal; my choice turned out to be quite fortunate, because after arriving in Walpole I made the acquaintance of a very distinguished old Wombat. And guess what animal I’d shapeshifted into?

Yes, if you guessed wombat you’d be right.

My wombat friend introduced itself as Vombatus Ursinus, but said I could call it Vombat; it was a local dignitary, and arranged for me to stay at the best burrow in town. We feasted on burritos in the dining room that night, and drank burdock and dandelion. We talked about our lives thus far, and had a lot in common for creatures from such different worlds. It was a highly enjoyable evening, but that of course meant that time flew, and it was soon time to say goodnight. Vombat said he’d arrange for me to have breakfast in burrow the next morning: a refried-beans burrito.

I thought about the wonders of travel before dropping off to sleep. I’d started the day reluctant to leave Green, and unsure of what lay ahead, but I’d had a Fantastic Mr. Fox time, and met some wonderful new friends along the way.

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Notes

Sir Robert Walpole (Britain’s first Prime-Minister).
Fantastic Mr. Fox (cartoon film).
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For the Life of Brian is a Cause worth Dying

Hi, it’s Grey. I just saw that another of my posts from Oz has entered the Greenygrey world, so I wanted to post it here as soon as possible, as it was a very exciting time for me and my story. Enjoy!

Monty Python's Life of Brian
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Life of Brian’s Bane below Brisbane

We rushed into the cave, and hurtled through the narrow passages as if time was of the essence. My hat seemed to be getting stronger with every step, and provided enough glow for us to see clearly; it felt like I was wearing a green neon sign pointing ahead.

I started singing ‘Always look on the bright side of life…’ and the others quickly joined in.

Brian the Baggy Green

Then we turned a corner into a cavern complex. It was full of people, animals… and other objects. My hat suddenly flew off and headed straight for a baggy green hat. They met in mid-air, and embraced passionately.

Stephen Rodger Waugh, former professional cric...
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We looked in awe, as the green reunion shone like a golden wonder.

Life of Brian’s Bane

When they returned to our level, my hat almost knocked me over without touching me, as it spoke for the first time.

It said, ‘Hello Grey, my name is Emily, the Emerald Cork Hat. I am sorry I couldn’t talk to you before, but it would have been too dangerous for you. I had to wait until I was reunited with my other half, Brian the Baggy Green. It was foretold in historic hatlore that a greeny werewolf Halfling would survive a hat-trick of green tasks before reuniting the hats of hope here in the Emerald Beach cave. The union of green would lead to a top hat age of unpolluted peace and prosperity.’

I said, ‘It’s nice to talk, and it’s no problem about the previous lack of communication, but there is just one thing, for I am Grey.’

Emily seemed to smile, before asking me if I’d seen myself lately.

I looked down and was totally shocked to see that I was green all over. I had become green in the Emerald Cave without even realising it. It felt like a landmark moment, and I now felt confident I could achieve anything; just like I always think Green can. I felt like bouncing around the cave like a spring green.

However, Emily quickly brought me down to earth with a warning, ‘There are still great tests ahead, and we will require your services again if you want to remain with us. We are heading north to our destiny; a war to end all wars. For Brian it is the bane of his life. If you join us, I’m sure we can win this one last great battle, and all return to the lives we desire.’

For the Life of Brian

I looked around at my travel companions, and they all nodded in unison. I had not doubted them. I told Emily we would be proud to join her in the battle of Bri’s bane.

She thanked us, before inviting us to join the crowd in the cavern. She told me she thought I’d recognise a few faces.

Meeting Old Friends

English: Cowboy Aussie Echo
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There were indeed some familiar faces. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Digger the Dingo and Aussie the Australian Shepherd dog, two of the first friends I made on the trip. After catching up with my old buddies I introduced them to Angry, Cathy and Elle; because I hadn’t even met them when I met ol’ Dig and Aus. It all seemed such a long time ago now, and strange to think that I had landed in Oz all alone.

I was just getting over the surprise of Dig and Aus when there was a tap on my shoulder. When I looked around it was yet another of my dear ol’ friends from early in the journey: the very venerable Vombatus Ursinus. It was great to see it looking swell. Vombat the Wombat joined our circle and soon got to know everybody and everything.

English: Common Wombat (Vombatus ursinus tasma...
Image via Wikipedia

Mine’s a Large One

I was just about half way through telling Vombat about my journey when the walls started to rumble, and some rocks broke off. Everybody looked at the epicentre with anticipation, while beginning to take guard. I wondered if it was a bulldozing blitz by Bri’s bane.

A hole started to appear, and everybody tensed. As more rocks fell a paw emerged, and then the identity of the new arrivals was revealed. Why, it was none other than Colin and Ollie, the collie collier twins from Collie.

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