Always back the horse named self-interest, son. It'll be the only one trying
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son! We all hit hurdles. The winner picks themselves up and jumps the new one. Never never never give in. Only losers do. Are you a loser? I don’t think so.
And here I was thinking soon to be 50 grandma’s weren’t shaggable. It’s all a lie. Anyone got a spare box of little blue pills? I ran out in Tassie.
Dear Maggie Well it was 15 days ago, but I’ve been busy. You forgot too. So we’re square. Happy Anniversary baby. I got you on my mind. Always have from the day we first locked eyes, and I always will. You present is in the mail. It’s bloody slow up here in the top end, […]
Hadyn Flynn used to the number 2 bookie in the Brisbane ring until he retired to Cairns to dance with the ladies on a Friday night. The seed obviously doesn’t fall far from the tree, although the quality of fruit tends to improve with age and inter-breeding. The young bloke in the picture is Flynn’s […]
Nick the Boot kicked arse this weekend too. He’s coming to Bora Bora. It’s all in groove. Sorry Bon-Bon. You don’t got it. I will shout you if you wanna come though. We all trip and fall. The trick is getting up. Just ask the Cobbler. Racing ruins lives does it Activists? Go and kiss […]
I have heard some horror stories about people losing their kids lately. My heart breaks for them all. This is my grandson. Anyone ever tries to touch him I will kill them. Don’t you worry about that. Think I am kidding? Try me. So to the weak gutted wombats who keep calling and making the […]
Two’s company. Three’s a crowd. I like crowds. Here is my wedding day gift to you. Sydney Race 6 no 2 – She’s Extreme Melbourne Race 5 no 5 – Argentia Race 8 no 1 – Private Eye Have fun. I gotta go write a speech. About how the hell that turned into this. It’s […]
The fool in the picture above is my eldest daughter. In less than 10 hours time he dweeb in the video below is going to be my son-in-law. And I paid for the bloody wedding, and they scheduled it for a Saturday afternoon. Anyone got any sedatives to get me through the day? I think […]
If I was 80 years old and still married to Meg I’d be smiling too Today is Merv Butterworth’s 80th birthday. In a run true to form he was half-cut before the guests arrived for the party. A rollicking night of joy and laughter lies ahead. He richly deserves it too. Happy Melbourne Merv. May […]
Based solely on this picture, who would you rather be? Harry or Will? I reckon it’s a no brainer. Take your pick.
