Well ... I must admit ... I do give a thin rat's clacker about the rugby so I'm barracking for the AB's. Some of them boys 'dbe mighty handy on farm ... ***nudge nudge, wink wink***
In other news ...
• A fox came within a bee's dick of eating Wilson cat yesterday.
• When Daddy Cool's "Eagle Rock" is played, it is de rigeur for blokes to drop their pants and dance around in a hobbled state. Don't ask me why - some Q'ld Uni. Engineering students invented the custom. I think that's excellent.
• Chooks need garlic in their diet. A teaspoon of Black and Gold home brand minced added to their food on occasion will do.
• I believe I climbed up Mt. Warning in the dark with a whole pile of other hippyesque people. I saw my first-ever fire flies. We all huddled together at the top, lighting pathetic little fires with wet wood, waiting for the sun to come up. It was a long time ago and yes, I DID inhale.
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