I've got a painful knee (bursitis) that makes it hard to walk at the moment
My fresh orange has too much pith.
My lunch at the pub today was far too big. I mean ridiculously large.
Feckin' surf beaches. Kill's a good nights sleep when you go camping. I hang to get home, and doze off to the dulcet tones of my neighbour screaming at her husband in Chinese. Even if you have trouble sleeping, it's great, cos she can go on for hours.Moved to this lovely little Mid North Coast seaside village for some peace and quiet and it's all turned to crap. Every morning the birds start up then it's cheep, squawk, chirp with lorikeets hanging round the trees and honeyeaters infesting the place. Then at dusk the bastards finally shut up and all you can hear is the constant pounding of the surf on the beach nearby. Roar roar fecking roar. <_<
At least on Bribie Island you would get a few ambulance sirens or fire engines heading for an arson attack, or more likely some bogans brawling in the gutter on their way back from the pub then it was over after a few minutes, but this is non stop.
And they wonder why I drink. Fortunately the bottle shop round the corner has a good selection of craft beers such as White Rabbit etc and is open till 9 every night so there's some consolation.
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