My prospective buyer turned up in a wet suit, dripping water across the pavement.
Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised as some houses in Patonga are across a creek and only accessible by boat but when I saw the size of his craft I was surprised. It was tiny. He had paddled his one man kayak down the creek and along the waterfront to the shop and proposed to take his painting back the same way.
The kayaker decided to buy two paintings instead of one. He put them in a plastic garbage bag together with his thick weekend newspaper and set off on his wobbly way. He balanced his paintings on a two-liter bottle of milk he'd bought at the cafe but still they made it difficult to paddle.
As I left I crossed my fingers that his paintings (watercolour and ink) would arrive dry at their destination.