No wonder I’m a tempranillo man. No-one’s going to drink your chardonnay if you can’t get the dice right.
Now you’re going to have to have No Junk Mail stickers on your car! Why oh why hasn’t the state government legislated for registered vehicles, like verges?
Those were the days! What were YOU doing 17 years ago? I hear The Sunday Times was making $500,000 per issue. It’s not as much now. Ah, the romance of going into Northbridge and getting the paper to get a head-start on the classifieds. Good times.
I found these bathetic, poignant, Wintonesque. Some of our younger readers may not know what they are. HINT: They are not the Shoes of the Fishermen.