A blog of grumpiness, stilts and skin.

Sunday, October 08, 2006


Hazel and I went for a 550km drive today.

At one stage, when neither of us had spoken for 15 minutes or so, good ol' Haze asked me what I was thinking about.

"As a matter of fact," I replied, "I've been brooding over how the Commonwealth of Australia, despite my best whining, has not yet seen its way fit to sever ties with the mother country and become a republic."

"I never think about stuff like that," she said, "but I knew you were brooding about something."

About something indeed.


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