Thursday, March 31, 2011

Bondai Beach Rescue

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The good lady is well into Bondi Beach rescue at the minute. And there are two things that amaze me. No, three things.

1. How can all male Aussies sound just like the two guys in the beer advert that have the phone-in helpline?

2. How can people who blatantly can't swim be so fecking stupid as to go to one of the best surfing spots in the world, and then ignore the lifeguards who say it might be bit rough out there, mate?

3. How can the lifeguards remain so cheerful in the face of so much stupidity, day after day?

OK, four things.

4. Tonight's episode was the day after New Years day. You can picture the scene - the beach full of hoboes sleeping off the night's excesses. So the lifeguards start work in the morning, sun barely lighting up the horizon, by driving round in their jeep thing, revving the engine and tooting their horn to get people to move and prove they are just asleep and not comatose or dead. At one point, they let off their siren to wake everyone up...

... So my question is: Bondai Beach. The other side of the world. How come the only guy to shout out "Hey, ya bastads" was from fecking Glasgow????

 

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Aren't these illegal and banned under the Geneva convention?

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And yes, I mean pages like this.

 

Thursday, March 10, 2011

A blast from the past

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There we were, unwrapping Granny's new TV, when it all came flooding back...

You know in packaging for big electronic items, you get polstyrene corner pieces that look a bit like this, only normally with more nooks and crannies:















Well, when I grew up, they made for great bases for Star Wars figures! So obviously, the Wee Man and I are making a trip to Toys R Us next weekend for some figures to play with in our polystyrene!

Father and son bonding.... There's nothing like it! :-)