Always back the horse named self-interest, son. It'll be the only one trying
Not a real bad joint this Port Douglas is it? Verry Elllegant was very ordinary. If I were the connections I would get Damien Lane off quick smart and pay James McDonald whatever it costs to convince him to cop the 14 day quarantine period and come down to Melbourne to ride the mare in […]
J.T. Buchanan is the great grandfather of the author. He was a bit mad when riled up. Most good and true blokes with ticker are when some clown does them wrong. I am nothing like him of course. Just a shy, meek and retiring type. For sure.
25 years of marriage later and I am still not bored. What the hell is wrong with me? Happy Anniversary Maggie. May there be many more. PS – The old duck’s Botox free and wearing no make up either. Is it any wonder I smile 18 hours a day?
You don’t expect to see this when you go out for a late night piss on the lemon tree. This self-isolating serpent can get stuffed, and so can Dan Andrews, Scomo and all the other neo-fascists dividing Australia in two. Bugger the new Nazi/Apartheid pass card rules. A bloody snake will kill you quicker than […]
The elephant was big and strange looking, and he had huge ears. I had a .700 Nitro Express in my hands. He had tusks and a whole lot of heft. We looked at each other for a minute. Then he winked, and I nodded, and we both turned and walked the other way. US President […]
Because I now live in an echo chamber I have stopped taking phone calls, because the neighbours complain. Them’s the downsides of resort living. If you want to get in touch please send me a text or email and I will walk over to the beach and give you a call back. Sorry for the […]
Scott Whitton and Jodie Foster are Tumby Park. Tumby Park has over the past 5 years through blood, sweat, toil, tears, passion, hard work and investment become one of Australia’s leading harness racing owners. Their horses are the My Ultimate’s. They own the two-year old pacers My Ultimate Ronnie and My Ultimate Byron. Both of […]
So we’re off and away, and we get to Mareeba without incident, and I share a few stories of crocodile killings along the way, then we turn left on the road to Mt Molloy and an hour later we get there and all is so calm that it’s just like two normal people out for […]
Yes, the Boxer ran into the cow, but thankfully he didn’t hit it. It did cause him to reduce his speed from 100k’s an hour to 60 for three-quarters of the final duration of the magical mystery trip, and it was annoying, but it was nothing compared to the 50 he went down to after […]
G’day sportsfans! I’m back. Well sort of, anyway. The court case is finished, and although it will be 4 weeks or so until we get a result, we’re already a winner. Everyone who goes to the Albion Park dogs on a Thursday night is. Maybe not quite as much of a winner as me last […]
