Bloody nippy, but, wasn't it?

Brass monkey weather.

Digger's Rest, oh the joy

Hey! At least the bloke in the Post Office was nice - he told me exactly how to get to the place I wanted to get to. As for the rest, if we omit the Nazi in the Highway Patrol car who looked to be recreating Mad Max 1 with the local gentry, it was a bit sparse and wind-swept, I must admit. No wonder my dogs were happy to come and live at my place

You just didn't want to be totally underwhelmed by my presence. Admit it.

Actually it was more a reluctance to be perceived as "one of those internet stalkers". I had discussed the matter with Linda_Sedai when we met a month or so ago, and she told me exactly what I should do, which I promptly forgot to do

AND.

I really did not not know what I would be doing so it was not possible to arrange anything in advance, as I could not get "free" until our business was done. No point saying "10 o'clock at the bloody great fountain" if I can't get there, and you could not get to where I was likely to be 50 metres under the City ())........

I'm in Bendigo every day of the week (sans Friday from henceforth), so perhaps. If I manage to dodge the kamikaze tram drivers

If I get there again, it will be likely in July. You still around the joint then?


Druid
The Old Man of Oz

Object of Desire (retired)

The People's Front For Wongy Jnr.

"I blame Alric"

That's my little puppy!