But unfortunately I have had one dram too many and fall backwards off my chair
kandagal said
06:17 PM Dec 4, 2012
Fortunately I land on my head so there's no harm done
Firefly said
08:51 PM Dec 4, 2012
Fortunately, after the bump on the head, I had no recollection of the antics of an over weight duck and the every gorgeous Fly.
Gerty Dancer said
09:59 PM Dec 4, 2012
Unfortunately, the scary sheila's Thump was from her wooden walking stick which she waved threateningly, so cowering on the ground I weakly pointed to the gorgeous Firefly's place. She stomped off, but leaving me still on the ground.
Firefly said
10:43 PM Dec 4, 2012
Fortunately, the gorgeous Firefly, with a flick of her sparkly butt, buzzed off into the unknown, leaving Thumper in her wake.
Firefly said
11:05 PM Dec 4, 2012
Fortunatly for Disco, he hadn't chocked the wheel of his Avan and it went hurtling down the hill, out of control and ran smack bang over the top of poor old Thumper, leaving her bruised and disheveled.
Gerty Dancer said
11:58 PM Dec 4, 2012
Unfortunately I'm still struggling to get up, its getting late... help!
ibbo said
01:20 AM Dec 5, 2012
Unfortunately the Young japanese couple had parked their thingy on top of a Wombats hole.Let the fun begin.
dazren said
04:11 AM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately It was'' Our Wombats'' hole, and it caved in from the weight of the wizzbang. and our womby could not get out and so the grey nomads gathered around the wizzbang singing with Glee Led by that Master of Ceromonies ''Dougwe''
extreme potato said
09:20 AM Dec 5, 2012
Unfortunately, not many of the GNs possessed good singing voices and there were two unexpected outcomes. Wombat dug deeper ino the earth but at the same time, the local school choir who were camping nearby came out in force to see what the ruckus was.
ibbo said
01:45 PM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately the Choir burst into song with a rendition of "Just a closer walk with Thee".
Rip and Rosie said
01:50 PM Dec 5, 2012
Unfortunately, as wombat's head emerged from his hole he gave such a fright to the tourists that they threw their wok and camera into the whizzbang.
Reving the engine, they took off, flattening the wombat hole as they went.
"Dear god, save my mate" yelled Dougwe and he frantically dug to free the marsupial.
All the grey nomads gathered, some with shovels, some came with bandages and one pushed forward with the remnants of a pavlova.
The choir came back and continued singing ............." Just a closer walk with thee"
Dougwe worked frantically.
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 01:52:29 PM
Rip and Rosie said
03:57 PM Dec 5, 2012
But unfortunately, I was still there on my back on the ground where I had fallen in a slightly tipsy accident after the goings on with Firefly.
No one is helping me and the bloody whizzbang is driving me nuts, plus the choirs are going on and on.
"Just a closer walk with thee"......... give me a break!!!
Schoolkids are running all over the place, and the fat kid thinks its funny to see me helpless on the ground with the chair on top of me.
There are comings and goings in the wombat hole - he's up to something.
I close my eyes and make a wish......... can some one please help me up !
I join my hand and I pray ...............dear god, I'll be good and give up the grog if you send someone to help me up !
Just then I open my eyes and see the Japanese tourist from next door bending over me, offering a hand.
Saved.
Rip and Rosie said
04:27 PM Dec 5, 2012
Unfortunately, there was little they could do.
Neither Marj (Happy Wanderer)'s personal transport vehicle (Myrtle) nor her personal trainer (Katoot) were worth much in a crisis.
"Oh Wombat" cried Dougwe as he frantically dug through the collapsed wombat hole. "Mate, aw mate! I luvs ya mate"
Like all good movies, you can trust the cavalary, and with the honking of the horn on her little red car, over the hill came Beth, closely followed by the troop of men who like to help single women nomads park their rig !
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 04:28:25 PM
Firefly said
05:11 PM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately he could speak a little English and asked me if I would mind taking a photo of him and his beloved.
"Not lying here on my back," I told him.
ibbo said
08:06 PM Dec 5, 2012
Unfortunately the position that the Japanese Tourist had in mind was not in the best of tastes.I told him that he had the wrong slant on life.
Gerty Dancer said
08:17 PM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately his "beloved" being female and possessed of some common sense could see my distress and assisted me to rise. By now it was very late and I was keen to speak to the Master of Ceremonies Dougwe and plead for peace. He had difficulty hearing me as his attention was diverted to Wombat finally digging out of his hole and scaring the kids off.
Beth54 said
08:52 PM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately Beth was towing a small bobcat on a trailer. She jumped out and got the bobcat off and frantically started scooping the dirt away to find wombat. The men who were following told her they could scoop the dirt quicker than her, so on the next scoop, she tipped the dirt over them.
-- Edited by Beth54 on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 08:53:02 PM
ibbo said
10:46 PM Dec 5, 2012
Fortunately about this time a Happy Wanderer appeared down a mountain track singing Falda ree,faldaraa,my knapsack on my back.Seeing the plight of the poor Wombat the Happy Wanderer thought that she would use her personal transport vehicle to rescue said Wombat.Her Vehicle would not start.
Kiwi-as said
11:22 PM Dec 5, 2012
fortunately who should happen along then but Kiwi, who said " stand back, i will dig him out with the long claws on my feet, but first i will give him some air by pushing my long nose down into his hole,and give him some mouth to mouth".
-- Edited by Kiwi-as on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 11:44:10 PM
-- Edited by Kiwi-as on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 11:48:30 PM
Rip and Rosie said
05:08 PM Dec 6, 2012
Unfortunately, while Kiwi-as was giving mouth to mouth to Wombat, Dougwe was still traumatised, Beth was polishing the dirt off her little red car and Happy Wanderer was still singing!
Thankfully, grey nomads are a talented group and with a sprinkling of fairy dust and the sparkling of a star, and someone dragged Dougwe away for some counselling over a wee dram.
Firefly used her mobile to ring the vet but her wouldn't come without photos of the kiwi and the wombat, so someone just threw water on them.
The woman with the leftover pavlova finally got someone to eat it.
Jimricho wearing his carlton jumper, sprang into Beth's bobcat. The crowd roared. Beth sprang forward, but Extreme Potato (Monica) held her back.
"Hush girl, just act blonde for a minute. Its fine. Most of us been doing it for years."
Jimricho reved up the bobcat and dug wombat a wonderful burrow away from the track and the campsites. Beautiful work! Multi-roomed, with a viewing platform!
Ibbo took Marj (Happy Wanderer) by the hand. So involved in the beauty of her song, the other grey nomads followed...... " I love to go a wandering ......."
Like the Pied Piper of old, the grey nomads were led away, ......Marj still singing ......"Vale der eee, val der raaa"......and the procession made its way across to Ibbo's 5th-wheeler where happy hour began just a few hours late.
Dougwe said
07:11 PM Dec 6, 2012
Fortunately wombat came too after being rescued to the joy of dougwe but not for toooolong as poor wombat crawlled backwards and fell into all dougwe's absolute crap, now bigw is sick. Howlong will he be sick for Briche yelled, to the reply of all at Greens Lake "NOT TOOOOLONG" we hope.
Firefly said
09:55 PM Dec 6, 2012
Unfortunately, with all this kafuffel going on, Santa thought the best idea would be to fly over Womzone and visit other nomadic creatures who seem to be much better behaved.
Their stockings were filled with lumps of coal.
ibbo said
08:18 AM Dec 7, 2012
Fortunately thanks to Sydneys exellent road system Santa's convoy finally made it to the Harbour Bridge,but for the first time in many years the bridge was in the up position to allow HMAS Melbourne to pass beneath it.Santa, taking advantage of the situation quickly set up a stall selling Black Pudding flavoured Vanilla Slices.
-- Edited by ibbo on Friday 7th of December 2012 08:19:26 AM
ibbo said
02:20 PM Dec 7, 2012
Fortunately Santa had to pay a mining tax on the coal.He also hit a snag when delivering presents to the kids in Sydney that due to a curfew he could not fly after 11 pm.All is not lost though because CG is escorting MTM's semi loaded with Santa's sleigh and Reindeer..
Rip and Rosie said
04:05 PM Dec 7, 2012
Unfortunately, even CG can't get through the Sydney traffic.
Up ahead some old git in a potop is dawdling along at 80.
You'd think the fool would pull over and let CG and Santa through.
The old bloke's got his van loaded to the max, no WDH, way down at the back and no mirrors!
Singing..................."Until the 12th of never......................"
Rip and Rosie said
07:24 PM Dec 7, 2012
Unfortunately, the Sydney Harbour Bridge is a single span bridge and does not open, so this, combined with the black pudding awakened my to the fact that this was a dream.
I opened my eyes, squinted, rubbed away the sleep.
I was still in Greens Lake............................................
Firefly said
08:27 PM Dec 7, 2012
Fortunately, Xmas was still some weeks off but closing in fast, still hope for R & R yet.
Rip and Rosie said
02:05 AM Dec 9, 2012
Unfortunately, while we were planning our christmas shopping (on the net- we are soooo modern), we neglected to notice that we were almost out of gas.
Bugger.
It's miles into anywhere to get some more and the fridge is full of food!
"I told you I needed a genny"
Firefly said
03:20 AM Dec 9, 2012
Fortunately ( I really hope this) the night was of a cooler variety and all the food lived to fight the next day because the gas didn't run out.
Fortunately, after the bump on the head, I had no recollection of the antics of an over weight duck and the every gorgeous Fly.
Fortunately, the gorgeous Firefly, with a flick of her sparkly butt, buzzed off into the unknown, leaving Thumper in her wake.
Fortunatly for Disco, he hadn't chocked the wheel of his Avan and it went hurtling down the hill, out of control and ran smack bang over the top of poor old Thumper, leaving her bruised and disheveled.
Unfortunately the Young japanese couple had parked their thingy on top of a Wombats hole.Let the fun begin.
Fortunately It was'' Our Wombats'' hole, and it caved in from the weight of the wizzbang. and our womby could not get out and so the grey nomads gathered around the wizzbang singing with Glee Led by that Master of Ceromonies ''Dougwe''
Fortunately the Choir burst into song with a rendition of "Just a closer walk with Thee".
Unfortunately, as wombat's head emerged from his hole he gave such a fright to the tourists that they threw their wok and camera into the whizzbang.
Reving the engine, they took off, flattening the wombat hole as they went.
"Dear god, save my mate" yelled Dougwe and he frantically dug to free the marsupial.
All the grey nomads gathered, some with shovels, some came with bandages and one pushed forward with the remnants of a pavlova.
The choir came back and continued singing ............." Just a closer walk with thee"
Dougwe worked frantically.
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 01:52:29 PM
No one is helping me and the bloody whizzbang is driving me nuts, plus the choirs are going on and on.
"Just a closer walk with thee"......... give me a break!!!
Schoolkids are running all over the place, and the fat kid thinks its funny to see me helpless on the ground with the chair on top of me.
There are comings and goings in the wombat hole - he's up to something.
I close my eyes and make a wish......... can some one please help me up !
I join my hand and I pray ...............dear god, I'll be good and give up the grog if you send someone to help me up !
Just then I open my eyes and see the Japanese tourist from next door bending over me, offering a hand.
Saved.
Unfortunately, there was little they could do.
Neither Marj (Happy Wanderer)'s personal transport vehicle (Myrtle) nor her personal trainer (Katoot) were worth much in a crisis.
"Oh Wombat" cried Dougwe as he frantically dug through the collapsed wombat hole. "Mate, aw mate! I luvs ya mate"
Like all good movies, you can trust the cavalary, and with the honking of the horn on her little red car, over the hill came Beth, closely followed by the troop of men who like to help single women nomads park their rig !
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 04:28:25 PM
Fortunately he could speak a little English and asked me if I would mind taking a photo of him and his beloved.
"Not lying here on my back," I told him.
Unfortunately the position that the Japanese Tourist had in mind was not in the best of tastes.I told him that he had the wrong slant on life.
Fortunately Beth was towing a small bobcat on a trailer. She jumped out and got the bobcat off and frantically started scooping the dirt away to find wombat. The men who were following told her they could scoop the dirt quicker than her, so on the next scoop, she tipped the dirt over them.
-- Edited by Beth54 on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 08:53:02 PM
Fortunately about this time a Happy Wanderer appeared down a mountain track singing Falda ree,faldaraa,my knapsack on my back.Seeing the plight of the poor Wombat the Happy Wanderer thought that she would use her personal transport vehicle to rescue said Wombat.Her Vehicle would not start.
fortunately who should happen along then but Kiwi, who said " stand back, i will dig him out with the long claws on my feet, but first i will give him some air by pushing my long nose down into his hole,and give him some mouth to mouth".
-- Edited by Kiwi-as on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 11:44:10 PM
-- Edited by Kiwi-as on Wednesday 5th of December 2012 11:48:30 PM
Thankfully, grey nomads are a talented group and with a sprinkling of fairy dust and the sparkling of a star, and someone dragged Dougwe away for some counselling over a wee dram.
Firefly used her mobile to ring the vet but her wouldn't come without photos of the kiwi and the wombat, so someone just threw water on them.
The woman with the leftover pavlova finally got someone to eat it.
Jimricho wearing his carlton jumper, sprang into Beth's bobcat. The crowd roared. Beth sprang forward, but Extreme Potato (Monica) held her back.
"Hush girl, just act blonde for a minute. Its fine. Most of us been doing it for years."
Jimricho reved up the bobcat and dug wombat a wonderful burrow away from the track and the campsites. Beautiful work! Multi-roomed, with a viewing platform!
Ibbo took Marj (Happy Wanderer) by the hand. So involved in the beauty of her song, the other grey nomads followed...... " I love to go a wandering ......."
Like the Pied Piper of old, the grey nomads were led away, ......Marj still singing ......"Vale der eee, val der raaa"......and the procession made its way across to Ibbo's 5th-wheeler where happy hour began just a few hours late.
Fortunately wombat came too after being rescued to the joy of dougwe but not for toooolong as poor wombat crawlled backwards and fell into all dougwe's absolute crap, now bigw is sick. Howlong will he be sick for Briche yelled, to the reply of all at Greens Lake "NOT TOOOOLONG" we hope.
Unfortunately, with all this kafuffel going on, Santa thought the best idea would be to fly over Womzone and visit other nomadic creatures who seem to be much better behaved.
Their stockings were filled with lumps of coal.
Fortunately thanks to Sydneys exellent road system Santa's convoy finally made it to the Harbour Bridge,but for the first time in many years the bridge was in the up position to allow HMAS Melbourne to pass beneath it.Santa, taking advantage of the situation quickly set up a stall selling Black Pudding flavoured Vanilla Slices.
-- Edited by ibbo on Friday 7th of December 2012 08:19:26 AM
Fortunately Santa had to pay a mining tax on the coal.He also hit a snag when delivering presents to the kids in Sydney that due to a curfew he could not fly after 11 pm.All is not lost though because CG is escorting MTM's semi loaded with Santa's sleigh and Reindeer.
.
Up ahead some old git in a potop is dawdling along at 80.
You'd think the fool would pull over and let CG and Santa through.
The old bloke's got his van loaded to the max, no WDH, way down at the back and no mirrors!
Singing..................."Until the 12th of never......................"
I opened my eyes, squinted, rubbed away the sleep.
I was still in Greens Lake............................................
Fortunately, Xmas was still some weeks off but closing in fast, still hope for R & R yet.
Bugger.
It's miles into anywhere to get some more and the fridge is full of food!
"I told you I needed a genny"
Fortunately ( I really hope this) the night was of a cooler variety and all the food lived to fight the next day because the gas didn't run out.
(did most of mine on the net too R&R)