It’s been a month, Barry the Barracuda is OK, the Good Lord gave us the Big Wet just so that our tree with the drinking problem was happy, Freddie Falcon managed 12.5 litres per 100kms, something of a record (he often runs out of juice just coming out the garage (that is if Kidner Jeremy doesn’t run over the bins awaiting collection). I’ve been running a bit on my balls (of my feet silly!)and Sybl goes to see the bank tax planning guy in about an hour. Yes, I know I blogged ‘sod the tax man’ but it looks like he may sod me if I don’t sod him first. Bugger that for a lark.
I’ve been working pretty much for 2 months now (http://www.levesys.com/levesys-consulting ) and in true Aussie style, we will all dress up in the week before Christmas. They’ve issued a series of themes including one day where we have to wear a light beige frock or dress – if any of my legion of adoring male fans have a suitable dress, please let me know and get it Fedexed in time for December 22. No, I don’t know what dress size I am, but please no low back numbers because I am a tad more hairy there than your average cross dresser.
Two themes occupy my mind this month – well, actually three themes but this is a ‘decent’ blog, so you’ll have to make do with the ‘decent’ stuff. Life in paradise has been a little wet and a little losing. The ‘Big Wet’ is truly something to see. Whole areas of the country disappear underwater not to mention our garden (which actually has done well ‘cos we’ve arranged the drains quite well). That’s sort of part of life in the big country but what exacerbates (pronounced in the same way as ‘masturbates’ in case you’ve not come across the term, exacerbate that is) has been the stunning form of the Pommie Cricket team. Well the South African Pommie team let’s be honest. As Phil J at work put it ‘There’s nothing worse than a Pommie loser, except a Pommie winner’.
Now for something completely different. ‘Gillard’s Girsl’ have been on good form lately. For those that don’t know who our PM is (or where Australia is for that matter) I thought I’d include an excerpt from the blog. By the way, Julia (Gillard) is the one on the right in case you were wondering.
‘Doris said I shouldn’t tell you this as you might take it the wrong way but I reassured her you wouldn’t mind because it’s only a bit of fun. Mildred thinks your partner is really sweet and says he’s the sort of treat she could enjoy any time of the day. So she calls him Tim Tam’. For those unfamiliar with ‘Tim Tams’ they are a magic combination of biscuit, chocolate and all the stuff we’re not allowed to eat.
Sheila walked into the kitchen to find Bruce stalking around with a fly swatter.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Hunting Flies" He responded.
"Oh. Killing any?" She asked.
"Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he replied.
Intrigued, she asked. "How can you tell them apart?"
He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."
And then this one from Cooktown (which is way way out there).
Keep Well, Stay Safe
Kidner Jeremy and Mrs K
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