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But it all makes sense now. Bachelor Number 18 still runs a very successful business with two workshops. But they are maintenance and construction workshops. Nothing to do with tyres.
And the one that he lost in the floods? I remember when I said to him “That’s a lot of tyres”… he looked really confused. I guess it was bound to happen eventually.
Aaaaaaanyway… Bachelor Number 25. Made in Holland, born in New Zealand. He claims to be Dutch on his online profile. But he speaks with a kiwi accent. He drinks Steinlager. He likes my car. And used to own one just like it. Totally kiwi.
I do have a weakness! 
We met at the Bavarian Bier Cafe as I still wanted to have dinner there and didn’t get to with Bachelor Number 18 because my workmates were there last time. When I arrived he already had a pint in his hand, so I ordered a beer too and we sat down at a table outside overlooking the river to chat.
And I didn’t shut up. Well, no I’m being harsh on myself. Let’s just say that I did a lot of talking. So did Bachelor Number 25, but I was emphatic talking about my family and knowing your cousins (I had no idea I felt so strongly about it, but apparently I do), and the struggles of business owners, and the rest.
Bachelor Number 25 owns a tyre business in Archerfield, which has a flat attached to it and he also lives there. There’s a sushi place one block away, and an Indian place one block the other way, so that’s what he mostly eats. So he rarely needs to leave his block, let alone his suburb.
He’s been in Australia three years and hasn’t gone further north than the Sunshine Coast, or further south than Coolangatta. He has, however, spent four nights a week for the last four months helping his mate who is a single dad while his partner is in hospital. Which is quite cute and endearing. We joked about the conversation that’s going to ensue when the child asks why it has two dads.
He was a nice guy, buy much too locked into his little world for me. Archerfield is not what I would consider a nice holiday destination!
And his hello/goodbye hugs and cheek kisses were completely awkward.