Krazy Kym bought a glue gun at Spotlight while I inspected the exterior. The books on the table of this woman who has it all are Images of Rock & Roll and Hollywood Portraits: Classic Scene Stills 1939-51.
It’s a long way from the Geordie Bay toilets.
We stayed in the coxwain’s cottage in Thomson Bay, which had several homely touches.
I’m grateful to be back on the mainland, though, as I can attend a big event on Teh Arrondiss this week on September 11. More than 50 boffins will be in a fillum talking about Truth, and “…the fraud of NIST and how the scientific method should have been applied and acknowledges the overwhelming evidence of high temperature incendiaries in all dust samples of the WTC.” Yes.
This is 23-year architect Richard Gage, AIA, who will be in the fillum where “high-rise architects and structural engineers layout the evidence in the features of the destruction of these three high-rises that point inevitably to explosive controlled demolition”. Don’t forget the nanothermites!
The Worst of Perth 
Kill me.
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At school someone put out of order on all toilets and computers as a joke, REALLY STUPID AND NOT FUNNY!
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Rottnest Island – a socialist utopia.
The best trips to Rottnest are always when you don’t set foot on the place and it is simply somewhere for your anchor to lodge.
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Denis Marshall always threw great staff parties at mystery locations; the most memorable of which turned out to be Rotto. Just as we dropped anchor in a deserted glassy cove a van appeared and four caterers deftly assembled a huge circular table on the beach which they then proceeded to wade out and place in the bay. When they’d loaded it up with a magnificent bar and banquet we dived overboard and
snorted, popped and smokedimbibed and feasted all afternoon, waist-deep in the Indian Ocean. Onya, Denis.LikeLike
So you could just use the ocean as a toilet too? Perfect crime.
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Entirely possible, TLA, although most made occasional visits to the boat to powder their nose.
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brown trout
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