We're the boys from the bush

We're the boys from the bush and we're back in town
We get high when the sun goes down
We're life members of the outback club
We're the boys from the bush come in from the scrub

Yep, we're back from the bush, and we survived. It wasn't like survivor or anything because we had the luxury of the toilet blocks! It was a great weekend though, we arrived in the flinders around lunch time and began to set up camp. Well as anyone would know, trying to assemble anything with someone else always ends up in an argument, and today was no exception. We had to assemble 2 tents the Leyland Brothers would have been proud of (straight from the 70's) and together with the scorching sun, 2 overtired, overexcited two-year-olds, and 1,000,000,000,000,000 flies per limb it was a little surly to say the least. May I point out at that right now I have my DICK HEAD husband in my ear trying to say it was all my fault, which of course we all know isn't true. Anyway the tents eventually went up and we unpacked the ute. We had to wait for Jodi's husband Phil to arrive from Adelaide, so we went into town for some lunch. We sat around till about 6, then went to the pub for tea. The thing I love about country pubs is that it's completely normal for little kids and babies to be in the front bar, so I had NO problem letting Darcy roam around the pub whilst we waited for our meals. He even had a go at the newest game they had recenlty installed for the kids to play with..."The Skill Tester...". It tested my skill, and my skill was crap! We headed back for the tent and got the boys ready for bed. Phil didn't arrive until 8.30 so we had a few beers then and went to bad. 1 day down, 1.5 to go.


Day 2.
Today started nice and early with Darcy crawling all over us being a little excited about waking up in a tent. We got organised and headed out to Kent's farm (Kent is Adam's best mate who died in a farming accident on this property in June 02). We had a look around and then headed back to the c/park for some hotdogs for lunch. We followed this with a snooze in the fly infested tent, and then it was time for Jodi and Phil to leave us with the terrible two and head off for a wedding. That's when the fun began. Looking after two 2 year olds in the scorching sun with millions and millions of flies around us was so GOD DAMN HARD!!! It was so hard. We decided to take the boys down to see the old steam train that comes in, and we waited and waited for it to leave so we could take the boys back. The boys were happily waving at the train when all of a sudden the whistle blew. Adam and I stained our pants so you can imagine the state of the kids, no shit (well actually there was shit) the kids just lost it. They were screaming and clawing away at us both, what a site we were. I wanted to assure everyone that the kids didnt have terets, but we just high tailed it out of there. We fed and bathed the kids and put them to bed, only to follow about 20 mins later......we were stuffed!!

Day 3. Jodi and Phil arrived home the night before, only to tell us they had been rear ended in the parking lot. Pretty easy to happend considering the main street is 20 metres wide, why wouldn't you hit it??? Anyway, we packed up and ate breakfast in the local fish n chip shop, then we left. Jodi, myslef and the two kiddies drove the entire 4 hours with no airconditioning and I sure felt it, not because of the heat, but because of Jodi whinging ALL THE WAY HOME about the no aircon. (Jodi if you are reading this, you are a whinger! ;)...) But we made it home safe and sound, and KNACKERED!

We are now planning our next camping trip.......in cabins.

Alpha.

Quorn on a Cob

This week Adam, Darcy and I are heading up to Quorn in the Flinders Rangers. We own a little ruins up there that we like to visit every now and then. We also have friends up there we like to see. Usually we stay with these friends, but this time we have decided to camp in the local Caravan park instead. We are taking a couple of friends up with us so it should make for an interesting weekend living it tents....I'd take some photos, but I don't have a digital camera, and if I took them with an ordinary camera, it would take 6 months to get the film developed and by then you wouldn't have any idea what I was talking about when I mentioned "Quorn".

Im sure I may have some interesting stories to tell of our adventures, so I'll keep you posted!

Alpha.

Have you seen The Devil?

I had a fight with one of my best mates this weekend, which sucked, coz I hate fighting with my mates. It's all love and happiness between us now, but not before I sent this to him:


(this is him)

Is 'C' the new 'F' word? (language warning)

What happened to the time when 'shit' was the worst swear word, and 'crap' was only just allowed? When did 'bastard' make it to G rated television? When did Alf on Home & Away stop saying 'flamin' and replace it with 'bloody'? My personal transition to the world of swearing started at a relatively young age. I remember being in the playground at school at slipping the word 'crap' and then looking around in a panic to see if anyone heard. When I recieved no reaction, except maybe a little respect because I was hardcore, the swearing seed had been planted. After a few weeks of dropping the word 'crap' here and there, I moved onto 'shit', shit it was a good feeling! I felt so tough!! These were really the only naughty words I used for some time, and only in the company of the 'cool' crowd, as my friends (nurds) were quite disapproving. Then came highschool, and the word 'fuck'. That took sometime to leave my lips, and I felt a pang of guilt everytime I dropped it....but overtime, it's become part of my vocabulary. It's used in many a context, eg "For fucks sake!" at the car in front of me doing 60 in an 80 zone, "Fucking hilarious" to the funny tv show, "fuck it" for "I give up". So what made me right this little peice?? Well, I guess it was Adam's description of life in Moomba and the over used 'C' word. These are generally the rules:

• If someone is a "C", they are a pretty good guy
• but if someone is a 'Fucking C', then they are a shit
• "hey you bunch of "C's" could be phrased "Gday mates"

So you can see where I'm going....the C word I believe is becoming the new F word in society!! Soon shit will be moved to 7.3o times slots, fuck will be moved to 8.30 time slots, and the C word will be the AO movies at 10.00!

Let's just hope the C word doesn't become the new 'fuck', it's such a cunt of a word.

Alpha