The Australian visit continues apace but the weather remains stubbornly set in ‘cold wet and windy’ mode. This has resulted in a visit to a fine store in the Cannington area, pertinently called ‘Big and Tall’ in deference to the customers it aims to please most, in order to purchase woolies, fleeces and other winter apparel. After initially falling to the floor in a dead feint after noting the price of a generously proportioned but otherwise very modest cardigan to be a shade over a hundred pounds I quickly recovered and found the bargain basement section which was able to satisfy my shopping list requirements, at a much more wallet friendly price.
The most noticeable event of the weekend was an article in the ‘West Australian’ newspaper concerning the fining, in a Manjurra court, of a barmaid and her female co-worker, for outraging public decency. Apparently said barmaid had been spotted crushing beer-cans with her (judging from the photo inthe paper)very fine breasts. The situation was further inflamed when her co-worker then proceeded to hang spoons from the very same breasts. Now why any self respecting Ozzy would want to complain about or prosecute such selfless sacrifice in the pursuit of contemporary performance art, is quite beyond me. The WA police are seemingly loathed by the vast majority of the the people that they are supposed to be serving, the above is a case in point as to why such loathing is endemic here.
Tomorrow my nephew Jo and I are going to make aviation history (of sorts) by flying a very tiny Cessna 152 over the metropolitan Perth area. Young Jo, 19, will be doing the piloting.
Why is this going to make history? Because my ample and fully developed proportions would better be carried by a larger aircraft. An A380 perhaps? If we do manage to disprove some of the more fundamental laws of classical physics I shall be 1/ Very relieved to be alive and 2/ Blogging later this week.