Well, the bags are being packed and after a early flurry of excitement when final payments had been made with some accommodation and vehicle particulars we have settled into that vague space of………………… waiting.
As you wait, you start to observe things seen recently that you will not see for a time.
1/ An exponential increase in a proliferation of bogans-on-bikes-in-the-bush.
Wet weather seems to bring out a desire to dig needlessly bigger, useless trenches in the ground with noisy machines…after which destruction the bogans repair to the local pub in their muddy fake leathers, vainly feeling that they might be admired or even glorified for their (verbally related) tasks of synthetic daring and dress sense!
Primal? Yep! (Are they on a crusade I wonder?)
2/ The rise & rise of the real Arturo Ui…….
Mr. Rabbit, aka federal opposition leader (atm)… whose modus operandi seems to be alarmingly similar to what I read in a history book today…
…..”If you lie, lie big, for a little of even the most outrageous lie will stick if you press it hard enough. Never hesitate, never qualify, never concede a shred of validity or even decency to the other side. Attack, attack, attack! “
Now, who said that in 1921?
(A print, as prize for the historically acute…..…and it wasn’t a Frenchman talking about the burqua . (closing date Avril 21)
If you answer, George Pell, you’ll not only be excommunicated but also given a membership form to enter The Knights of the Southern Cross. (how malignant is that?)
3/ The massacre of the “Saints”…. (again, by Essendon). Geeeez, what a reason for going away….. makes you want to forget all that!
But we're looking forward to meeting up with a couple of French "togs" and a German one... there have been some interesting co-incidences with that .....good auguries!
And seeing expat... daughter wheeeeeee.....
Bye for now, Petals.