Chapter Six
Tony has a similar set up to Jodie under his pergola. On one side is a gas-fired barbecue between two kitchen benches and on the other is a wood-fired pizza oven made of fire bricks. Jodie showed me the interior, it’s big enough to fit a two foot pizza base.
“I can usually just manage two slices,” she chuckled.
Despite my nervousness I soon warmed to her family. Her mother is one of those warm outgoing types who makes you feel ‘right as rain.’ Roberta admired my tattoos and instantly booked me for a session. A very pregnant Carla turned up not long after with the mystery fella, a quietly spoken guy called Josh who shook hands with everyone but he did give me the once over before shaking my hand. The kids played cricket in the back yard and wanted to know if tattoos hurt and
