Ja Ja

ah, there is nothing like a good licking to get the party started. the lickee is phil mcavity or phil mccracken, can't remember which... and then there's slapsy, the licker. phil has a very manly career and works on power lines. power line men have to wear all sorts of protective clothing like rubber gloves, capes and leotards. he may have a super-hero career but mr mcavity runs like a girl. he also seems to enjoy the occasional lick up the side of the face.


this is my new friend miranda. i like miranda. she said i have pretty hair and she liked my shoes. she is from the continent of africa like many other lovely people we met at the braai we went to on saturday arvo. i have always felt akin to those from africa, not sure why, maybe because my mum was born in zambia and grew up in zimbabwe? however, it is strange after spending an evening with them, you end up talking like them.

'ja man, we must mek a plen to hev another cool drink and some biltong just now, eh?'

shew.

we grew up with mum singing songs like 'ag pleez deddy' and using words like 'tackies' (sneakers), 'indaba' (a council or meeting of indigenous peoples of southern Africa to discuss an important matter) and 'mootie' (medicine). that was all fine, except we didn't know they weren't english and no one knew what we were on about!


in other news, the gods are shining on us and our company move date has finally been set! we are moving to bra-ton and will be moving on friday 23rd march with a view to starting there on the 26th. this will cut my travelling time by about an hour a day. exciting stuff. for me anyway.

Bogansville & Golf

for most long weekends, we normally partake in a little camping and this australia day was no different. we thought we'd be a little adventurious and go somewhere we hadn't been before. but in style. that's right we took, what's now known as, "the big top" and all our other mod-cons and ended up at a caravan park in paynesville, or, as it became known to us, bogansville. let's just say we felt over-dressed at the local pub in a singlet and shorts. it's a very pretty spot in the world but it needs a major revamp.

i'm a sucker for a beautiful sunset.

we did the touristy thing and did a boat tour around the lakes; beautiful but 4 hours? *yawn*

rigby island, lakes entrance.

just another friday afternoon at the victorian golf open... luckily i work for a fabulous company who often have social events and lunches (and i am known to love a long lunch). the head honcho is a member of woodlands golf club and we ended up at the vic open instead of work. gotta love that. i have to admit that i did my fair share of whinging about having to walk around in the hot sun for hours on end but they kept me calm with a constant supply of crown lager.

the highlight of the day being when a 'newbie' (is there nothing that wikipedia doesn't know?) got a little drunk and dehydrated and we found him wandering around in the bushes like a scrub turkey. poor thing had only been with us for one week. his new nickname is 'ralph' now so that's nice. i wanted it to be 'murali' but apparently i have to wait for one of our sri lankan newbies to get hammered and make an idiot of themselves...

now apparently this guy is famous if you'd like to get your microscope out. i'd never heard of him but it is none other than scott draper... according to my sources, he's a bit of a tosser.

the only thing that kept me sane, the beloved beer buggy that followed us around.

in conclusion to my blog of very random pics taken throughout the month of jan, i finish with dendy road beach, brighton. this is what happens when it's a sunny sunday afternoon in melbourne. complete pandemonium at it's finest.

and the very famous brighton bathing boxes. noice eh? i want one.