The phone call came late in the evening. I usually leave calls after eight at night. The phone played that stupid noise I had assigned the ring tone. Who the hell is this bloody phone bloody scam? I thought I’ll just turn the bloody thing off. I can’t find the phone, must be under my side table. I twisted to …Continue reading →
Through my life my close friend and ally in the sometimes serious and sometimes mischief passage of our joint existence has featured in a number of incidents that somehow become known as the Gazza Curse, I will leave the reader to determine whether this is one of them. Anyway, its Gazzas story so I will let him tell it in his own words. – The Chinwagger.
My son and I own a small flooring store, part of a bigger franchising network. He runs the store and I get to do all the jobs that are not selling flooring. There appear to be a lot of these jobs. Including removing the waste, disposing of equipment and fixing broken things, this tale is about fixing broken things. We …Continue reading →
You know when the lad, Gazza is 5000 kilometres away I don’t really expect the curse to strike, but there are sometimes it just does and of course with this curse strikes when you least expect it. We decided after all the hard work of prepping for Christmas, enjoying Christmas and enduring the Christmas recovery period laying languid in shallow …Continue reading →