27th September 2003, lunch time | Comments (0)
From Slim Dusty’s 1957 hit, The Pub With No Beer:
It’s lonesome away, from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night, where the wild dingos call
But there’s nothing so lonesome, so morbid or drear,
Than to stand in the bar, of a pub with no beer.
27th September 2003, lunch time | Comments (2)
My parents have just come back from a dear-friend’s funeral, a chap called Rex Haythornethwaite.
Rex’s Claim to Fame was that he was once quoted in the national papers in Britain as saying women weren’t strong enough to enter his village Conker Championship; a competition he had devised and organised…
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