I must have been all of 8 years old, when David convinced me to go with him down to the bottom of the street at Lissen Grove, to climb that big old fig tree. It was a grand tree, with huge trunks that stretched like mighty arms to the other side of the road. It was such a wonderful tree to climb – with nooks and crannies here and there, to place your foot or secure your hand. Well we climbed together as far as we could into the deep green foliage and eventually right out over the road. But then I thought – was that it? No, it seemed to lack something It was not enough to have achieved our own personal Everest. Getting out to the furthest branch and as high up into that deep green foliage was such an anti climax. There had to be something else David was there there had to be something else. Guess what! Not long after that thought crossed my mind – There was! So, here was the thought that David explained to me. Sam, why don’t we get fully camouflaged into the foliage, pick the hard berries of the tree and see if we can drop them on every car that goes past. I tell you – what fun, watching those break lights glow red as the car received it allotted shower of falling berries. What fun to see those drivers get out look at the roof – look up look back at the roof again and then drive off. You know what – we were so invisible! They could not see us we had these grown ups totally beat. Our confidence in not being detected grew in proportion to the amount of berries we would drop on each new car. Finally when a white Holden got 2 full bucket loads of berries, the driver figured our all by himself, that this was no coincidence. Break light on! Tires screech! Red faced angry man gets out of car and comes under the tree. Red faced angry man begins to climb the tree. Red faced angry man gives a loud lecture to the deep green foliage about the stupidity of what the tree ghosts were doing. Now as I sat in rather pensive mood he drove away, I could not help but think that the only way this big grown man could have understood so well what had happened, was that he too in a previous life had done as we did that day. Yes, he could so easily have been me today!