The Gazza Curse Strikes Again.
The Gazza Curse Struck Again, when trying to sneak a quick fish in before the wife returned from family duties.
Continue reading →The Gazza Curse Struck Again, when trying to sneak a quick fish in before the wife returned from family duties.
Continue reading →Sometimes things just don’t go as right as they could and sometimes when that happens particular people are always present. You get the feeling that perhaps, just perhaps they have a little bit influence, it could be some sort of bad air or perhaps it’s a form of karma attached to your relationship with that person. Just maybe, a bit anyway, or is it because they are around you get nervous about what might happen. When you’re in this state of mind things happened anyway, and you may have to call HELP!
Continue reading →With the motor cut I needed Gazza to stay calm and hold us off the launch while I hung over the back to reach the rope and untangle it. The panic levels in the crew could be gauged by the loudness it was barking nonsense orders, we were close to mutiny.
Continue reading →The next morning in Moree I took the car to the tyre repair place which was within walking distance, a good thing in long run as I did a lot of walking between them and the motel room. They looked at the car and declared I had bent the wheel, which means I needed a new one, and on closer observation … Continue reading →