Adventures for the Utopians

In January we have the Festival of Sydney, one of the major events of the festival is "Jazz in the Domain". It's a free concert in one of the major parks in Sydney's CBD and yesterday 80 000 people were expected. I managed to convince my family that it would be a good thing to go to, packed a picnic and off we set.

The trains weren't running on our line so we got a bus to Sydenham (an inner suburb) then a train to the city.
We arrived at the Domain an hour before the featured band was to start and started looking for somewhere to sit. It was wall to wall people, law of the jungle, there was NOWHERE. There were little spots for a couple but for a family of six, forget it. We wandered through the crowd and soon realised that we had lost Dimples.
"Where's Dimples?" I asked
"I thought....." said Mr Kylie

Mr K took off to look for him, I stayed with the others to make sure there were no other casualties and so that we might be somewhere near where Dimples last saw us.
I knew that the boy would probably not seek help, that he would be terrified and panicky and that his panic would probably be what saved him. I thought that when he became visibly very distressed someone would come to his aid.

I saw some police and asked if there was a meeting point for separated groups. No, there wasn't, but they would take details and put a call out, which was duly done.
I called Mr K to let him know that there was some positive action happening and he asked why I had reported it so soon. In a crowd of 80 000 we needed all the help we could get, I reckoned.
Anyway, Dimples did panic and someone did come to his aid, it was reported to security and within about 20 minutes we had him back, shaken but fine.
Hallelujah!