Ah-oh, smokestack lightnin,
Shinin, just like a Golden Pash,
Why don’t ya hear me cryin?
A-whoo-hooo, oooo,
Whooo.
Whoa-oh, who been here baby since,
I-I been gone, a little, bity boy?
Girl, be on.
A-whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo,
Whooo. Howlin’ Wolf
Although separated by time and space, I found these objects to be connected. Somehow. I suppose if you were going to have a golden pash, where better than the back of this golden…thing. With of course a Golden Gaytime.
Good lord, Captain Cleanup’s car.
Why, I haven’t seen that since the 1983 visit to my school.
I thought it was pretty cool at the time, but then Knight Rider and Condorman were impressive.
I seem to remember him wearing a helmet in those days.
Good to see the car (same one?) is still in use. What is it? A modified sandman?
I had previously been unaware of the Golden Pash drink. It sounds so 1970s.
I like the Golden Gaytime ads… I’m sure they’re exactly the same as those rolled out in 1984 when the Gaytime first appeared…. and was almost as expensive as the Hazelnut Roll.
Gay meant something different then. I wonder if they’re trying to tap into the pink dollar these days?
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I can give you an answer on what type of car Captain Cleanup used.
The captain clean up car was built by the vehicle body building apprentices at Carlisle TAFE on a Holden 1 tonner in about 1980, I think the Pannel Beating apprentices helped and the paint was done by the Spray painting apprentices I think. I was one of the contributing students and am know a lecturer in Vehicle Body building at Thornlie Tafe.
Great to see a photo of the car, it was a good project for us at the time.
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Not quite my preferred liquid lunch, TLA, but probably an improvement on chocolate rain.
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Hopefully the vehicle’s refrigerated glove-box also has a stash of Memphis Meltdown Big Nuts icecreams.
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Go easy on those.
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So Grrr you actually recognise this thing? Did someone stand in the back holding onto the grabrails waving to the kiddies as they cleaned up the mean streets of perth in the 80’s?
Were the Aussie flags there during the visit to your school?
I see there’s a 1300 number on the back – those didn’t exist in the 80’s, so someone’s keen on keeping the dream alive…
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I knew the original Captain Cleanup, which was pretty ace for a 7-year old. I seem to recall he said that pig was a modified HQ (but the front of the pic doesn’t look like an HQ to me), so maybe that is a new(er) car.
I’m getting deja vu – wasn’t there a fairly in-depth discussion of Captain Cleanup in a previous post, quite some time ago?
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Don’t think so, but possible. So that back section is for what, bins? Was he in a costume a la fat cat?
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My memory is that he was driven in, standing on the back, probably by a “pretty young thing” who would then lecture us on the evils of rubbish (or litter — but not trash).
I don’t recall the Australian flags, but I do recall the porthole-style windows.
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Oh so he stands on the back waving. Like Hitler entering Austria. Got it.
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Indeed there was, can’t remember the exact topic but I did mention that the modifications were done by some TAFE students and Captain Cleanup wears a superhero type suit with an Akubra type hat.
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I believe the original Captain was one Glen Swift, he of the honeyed vocal chords, who plays a chick-magnet Santa Claus for the City of Perth each year. Frank posted some video of him with Megan Gale in December.
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Santa Claus Chick Magnet? Talk about moustache rides!
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Oh, I do love a Golden Pash. It’s like a 5 year old’s, day old Passion Pop
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if it was on Aussie day – not a worst.
I still see tattered remains of flags on cars – such disrespectful treatment , worse than burning one. At least that requires some effort compared to just leaving it to rot away on the car.
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Apparently he’s been at it since 1978, TLA, and is still going strong.
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Our friends stateside don’t seem to have a particularly high opinion of the literary arts, TLA.
p.s. Take that, General Grime !
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http://www.captaincleanup.com/
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“Energy Education Program for Home and School Program”.
Catchy. Lucky they trademarked it.
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Better yet: Binners are winners!
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Been a bit sidetracked lately, trying to get a handle on why lovers and lobbers is attracting over 4,000 visits a day… I’m not there yet.
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It’s probably just people checking to see if they can find out what they did last night, Cookster.
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Then why can’t I find myself???
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In a word, Cookster: smutness!
I blogged about them on Rotto Bloggo a few days ago and my stats have been stratospheric.
I bet Mr Hunt at L&L is a Golden Pash person.
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Yes – that’s where I came across this phenomenon. That post seemed quite at odds though with the usual L&L fare though… I thought it was the ramblings of some bogan couple who liked rooting in the great outdoors. Then I checked the stats and whoa, WTF???
On closer inspection I see it’s about young people on drugs.
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L+L has been featured in WAToady, and was mentioned in the Worst on Saturday. They have realised that blogs are easy copy.
if only TWOP could get such traction.
more norks are required, clearly
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My boozies are usually bronze or stone.
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Even rated a mention on ‘Sunrise’ yesterday morning.
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TWOP still getting good “traction” on Chong blog, thanks to the work of one Will Somers.
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I’m just waiting for the first L&L ‘outing’ to result in either a lawsuit or suicide. He seems pretty free and easy with accusations of drug use.
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Me too!
There’s some serious ethical and legal issues , and I loowith L&L. I look forward to seeing this self appointed, moralising vigilante bought down by the law.
Retna Wooller giving it a Going Up rating in STM on Sunday was gobsmacking in its stupidity.
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whoops pardon the shocking typo, trying to type and handle bub simultaneously.
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I, for one, find it mildly amusing.
Of course, that is as long as said blogger stays away from The Penn, The Stirling Arms and the places I like to hang my hat after a hard day on the farm trying to get the confused cows to milk on time.
Sadly, I’ve left my copy of 1984 at home, but I’m sure Mr Orwell has many things to tell us from beyond the grave about the kind of society we live in where everything is captured on film, every misstep carved in stone, every word and inflection and quickie beneath a piano in a public bar dissected by the Blogosphere, and perpetuated by the Twitterverse.
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Grrr. Hit. Nail. Head. I have some random pics from my yoof, but it’s a bit hard to whip out the SLR when you’re concentrating on getting smashed, unlike today when you can simply press a button on your phone.
While the young bucks of today seem to base their whole night out around recording the event on digital camera, for us it was only the really organised – generally the arty farty photographer-types – who bothered to take pics.
Ben Elton wrote about this brave new world in a recent book… fucked if I can remember the title right now.
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Fatcher’s Britain?
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That’d be Blind Faith, I imagine, Cookster.
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Ah, yes indeed Snuff – Mrs Cookster’s reading it as we speak.
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I would have qualified as a star on L & L many times over. But would be most unimpressed to find myself being paraded on this site, and would certainly seek legal advice.
Mike Hunt clearly has no idea how much fun he’s missing.
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Agreed shazza – my opposition is also as much motivated by self-preservation as self-righteousness.
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Grieve not, Grrr. George has been blogging from beyond since August 9 last year, and we’ve still got 3 year to come. Mostly about eggs, of course.
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I must admit I’ve been contributing to their stats since it was mentioned here, but the posts are struggling to maintain this standard.
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Teh Outrage – I’ve taken your lead and blogged about the L&L myself to help drive my flagging stats. I’m not sure the L&L crowd can actually read too good, so I’ll try and dig up a few raunchy pics and maybe giveaway a few chuppa-chups.
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Maaate: sit back and watch the stampede to your door.
Hang on: you describe my L&L post as “banal”.
Wotchu talkin’ ’bout Willis??
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Maaaate, not your post, the L&L Rotto post… very pedestrian out of context.
I’ve gone one step further:
http://theperthfiles.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-this-lovers-lobbers.html
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Didn’t Mrs Brown teach French ?
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Hmm alright just checking. We reporters are sensitive souls, you know. As you were.
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I’m very disappointed in the standard of critical web 2.0 analysis occuring here.
Mike Hunt has boozies guys. You aren’t reading very closely or you just had a man-look at the blog.
Oh the name’s Michael.
Oh some pervy photos.
Oh it’s a blog and women’s blogs are usually about how hard it is to combine freelance journalism with being a mum.
Oh it must be a guy.
There is plenty of evidence:
http://loversandlobbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-day-out.html
http://loversandlobbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-night-out.html
Many mentions of things that happen in the women’s toilets (I know it’s clubbing but no guy spends THAT much time in the ladies’).
And the commentary – an example is the one about the manor shot – notice that the guy is the main focus of oppobrium, not the girl.
The feminism is subtextual and postmodern in the extreme but it’s there. (and it’s frightening to an old feminist, but it’s still feminism).
On a related subject noticed a late entry Australia Day worst in the worst crimestoppers page today. CCTV photos of two girls in Australia Day bikinis wanted over a mugging on the train from Whitfords or something.
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Shazza I’m sorry for grouping you in the ‘man-look’ statement. I had a man-look at the L&L posts I guess.
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Poor Lisa, I don’t think I’ve been gender specific here… in fact this whole photo addiction is probably more closely associated with young women, so your assertion that it’s a woman behind L&L makes sense.
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It could be two people.
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I don’t think my investigations even satisfy the criteria of ‘man-look’.
As with most things, I formed an opinion within about 15 seconds, and I will defend it vigorously, regardless of your ‘facts’.
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Poor Lisa, no offence taken.
I suspect Mr Hunts wife is taking some of the shots. I would also like to say something about Mr Hunts questionable sexuality but it would be most unfair of me to cast aspersions
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I hear you pl.
I am reluctant to blow my on trumpet (actually, I’m not), but witness this from Rotto Bloggo a few days ago:
‘The world – certainly Perth – is agog at his/her quality reporting and photography on the blog.’
I had an inkling.
Do I win a Millie Tant lapel badge??
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Yes Quintin ” the quince” George , avid drinker of Golden Pash , coming to a country town near you (kompany M ensemble ). So cleanup country Straya.
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Today is about golden pash, golden utes and Australia’s golden boy……
“It is not that they bowled well, it is just that we batted badly”
….Australian sport cannot get any uglier than this
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I’m getting lost in the labyrinth of replies to the replies.
Meantime, I’m surprised that no-one seems to have correlated Mike Hunt with a similar pun-o-nym, viz. Hugh Jass.
Both undoubted female.
Unless, of course, it one of the other gender referring to the other……
Dammit! Now I’m confusing my self without any outside help whatsoever.
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Rolly I think you’ll find that I alluded to this in a previous post, and suggested, in my humble opinion, that Richard Head was a more suitable ndp.
Dont ask me which thread as I am too lazy to go back and track it. (Hey does that makes us related LA?)
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Cause it was too obvious?
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Not sure I follow you.
I assume everyone realised the name was a joke, but I don’t see that the name itself is necessarily proof of the writer’s gender (not that I’m disputing Poor Lisa on this one – she’s provided enough evidence for me, and I don’t see why people are so unwilling to let go of the idea Mike Hunt is a wimmin). Same with Hugh Jass – could be male or female (we all have asses, don’t we?).
Shazza, didn’t you once claim to have a schoolteacher with some sort of pun name, said claim being treated with widespread derision by your assorted friends and hangers-on?
I had a tutor at uni called Robin Cash, for what it’s worth.
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Funny, I had a maths teacher called Wayne Kerr and a doctor called Jo Kerr… there’s always one in the pack.
On another note, I’ll be away from teh interwebs for the next week and a half, so here’s hoping the rabbit brings you all a shit load of choc and don’t miss me too much.
Anyone going to Dunsborough / Margaret River – I’ll seez you there.
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Enjoy, Cookster, and pigout at the bakery for me.
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There has of course been a Dunsborough post before, since the place is a total shithole.
https://theworstofperth.com/2008/01/30/dunceborough/
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That doesn’t read at all well, TLA. Last time I was there, it was a great bakery with a few beach shacks. Shou ga nai.
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It’s like a huge chunk of the worst parts of duncraig. With a bakery. Which was unaccountably closed in the middle of a normal working day when I was there last too.
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Must of been Good Friday Lazy Aussie,
because thats the only day the Dunsborough Bakery closes all year, has been the same for decades!
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No it wasn’t. Some kind of sign might have been good too..
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Dunsborough bakery only slightly less overrated than the Rotto bakery.
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Cookster if the withdrawal symptoms become unbearable there is an internet cafe in Margs.
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Bento I don’t recall, though quite possible. I did know a Theresa Green.
Anyway back to the topic of the mo. I may be wrong, but I think Mr (sorry PL after undertaking my own femmo analysis I’m still voting boy) Hunt is currently a student @ Curtin. Now I dont know what these young student types are up to these days, but back in the 90’s when we came through legendery Tav stories were created. Many a tute was missed on Austudy week, with much myrth and debauchery being enjoyed.
–For those interested this group of drinkers consisted of a transexual, a guy with Aspergers Syndrome, a woman who wore a wig due to Trichtolamania, a hunch back, a one armed aboriginal guy, a male stripper and a various assortment of arts, science and nursing student freaks.
This group would have no truck with Mick Hunts nonsense and I shudder, and laugh, to contemtplate his fate at the aforementioneds hands.
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I suspect that was me you’re thinking of, Bento, as I mentioned recently that the history teacher at Hollywood High was named Richard Head, which infuriatingly stole our thunder, and this was confirmed by birdboot with his reminder of Mr Head’s excellent jazz saxophone lunchtime concerts.
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No Snuff, I was actually recalling one of those olden-times face-to-face conversations people used to have before the internets.
I think it was Wayne Kerr Shazza claimed to know. Given Cookster has now, apparently, substantiated Mr Kerr’s existence, I hereby rescind my derisory snorts of many years ago, Shazza.
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Oopse, Bentoe. Ye olde apologies…e.
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I can’t recall the teacher, but the derisory snort still hurts.
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For shame, Cookster – they don’t have laptops/Crackberries in Subi-by-the-Sea??
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Never been a laptop man… mind you, I will be PRing the Laporium at Sexpo, so things may change.
How many VIP passes to ride the Wide Gerbil do I put you down for?
TLA, a double pass for you too?
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