If you ever feel like going to a dirty, shitty, disease ridden, pestilential city, try Bangkok! I arrived at 6.00am on my way to Hua Hin (more work) . Dawn broke, it got light, but you couldn’t see the sun because of the thick fug of pollution that hung over the country like a wino’s [...]
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* Note: Brother Eel spent a fair bit of time in Bougainville in the 80′s and has many stories to tell. The purpose of this tale is not to denigrate the worldliness of others. It is an observation, a “wow , imagine if I were in that position, what would I do?”. GEOGRAPHY LESSON From [...]
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We all love a barbie. It’s the great Aussie male ritual, and we refuse to acknowledge anyone other than antipodeans can cook a good barbie. What about this image from Argentina? The caption is: “A slab of meat on a spit is starting to roast by the fire. The ring will be filled with similar [...]
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The Brothers decided to have an out of session meeting today – Thursday instead of Sunday. What the hell, it’s Christmas, we deserve a day off, we’ve worked hard all year, and if the boss doesn’t like it, ” go bile yrr heed” as the Scots are wont to say. Life continues at it’s normal [...]
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Br Flounder’s had enough time to post his own version of this story, but as he’s decided not to, probably because of the pressures of being a senior executive, the responsiblities of being the owner of a prestige fishing craft and the enjoyment of his piscatorial pursuits. (Note to Flounder – cut down on the [...]
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