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Just this once, you’re forgiven for the sheep joke, Firstsheepdogonthemoon.
But only because you’ve set a million sheep hearts aflutter, with that lovely hippie picture of of the good Dr Brown.
Plus you get extra points for that very fetching sketch of Janette (swoon) in a burqua.
But there’s no bottle shop in Target.
Being ignorant of the term “gams” I looked it up in the dictionary-a leg, esp. in reference to the shapeliness of a woman’s leg. Hmmm.
The excellent hippy version of Bob Brown does look rather gorgeous. But then even Peter Costello looked gorgeous with his long blond hair at Monash Uni in the 70s and look how he turned out politically. I don’t know FD, gorgeousnous is probably not a good criterion for excellentness in Prime Ministership.
No direct mention of the Power Fox. Struggle with a homophobic joke. Could First Dog be turning for Bob Brown?
Mrs Howard being sprung by a neo-Nazi security guard: is that the occasion on which she coined the phrase “I’ve had a Janette of a day”?
Bugger the fact Bob Brown is gay, what about him being a vegatarian!! That’s where he lost me.
The young Bob Brown was absolutely gorgeous!
And the old Bob Brown has whopping great ears.
Which reminds me the Age this morning ran a small story to the effect that Tony Abbott wants the money owing to the Liberal Party’s election fund.
Guess who has it? Peter Costello has it, and he won’t allow it to be released because he thinks the Liberal Party’s loyal supporters will be much happier knowing the money is helping all sorts of noble causes. Amongst them, being used to further the cause of religion.
1) As if it needed to be furthered.
2) What sort of fruit loop is Costello anyway?
ROTFLMAO
Venise!!! As if *you*, of all people, didn’t know the answer to that question.
Is that something like asking how long’s a piece of string, Costello? It’s Abbott as long as the end of his nose, I think. That’s them accounted for. Sigh.
You can’t see it, but I’m blushing. Swelp me!
My heart is still fluttering at the old Bob Brown pic. I’d have gone and chained myself to a tree on the Franklin River if I’d realised that some of the greenies looked like that. But with my luck I’d have lost the key.
Not the key. Buzz ….. the plot ..
FD, I think Paul T’s sheep might be cereal killers, but…. and Joe Hockey has surreal kilos …..
Thank god First Dog doesn’t have any photos of me taken back in the 70s. Those before and after shots are strong stuff.
By the way, doesn’t Janette look great?!
Swoon @ young Bob! I forgive you the joke about Paul. I hope he does.
“What sort of fruit loop is Costello anyway?”
One that’s fallen from the waxy bag of fruit loops and is now stuck inside the box, going stale. And he’s definitely not pink or green.
This is, by a country mile, the best depiction of Janette Howard I have ever seen.
She’d go down a treat in the only home she has ever acknowledged, Buckingham Palace-as a waitress.
Behind the arras, VENISE?
I know, I am a bitch SANDSHOE! And definitely behind the Arras.
Oh God no. Don’t tell me the word bitch is verböten?
VENISE: I missed our cosy chats when I was travelling. Not that Bordertown does not have broadband. It has. It has mobile reception. And prices comparable with anywhere I have priced the cost of living.
It has Hawkey’s cottage. The manse the family lived in. And I see the boy Bob Hawke lived the first years of his life opposite the town library. Directly facing the site of the Institute building. In the middle of town where the municipal narrative surrounded him given the pubs are a step and a toddler’s little running gait perhaps away. Everything is convenient including there are public toilets at nearly every corner and low lying hedges.
I think Bordertown is a boomer’s paradise so to speak.
Venise, I regard the elevation of A introducing the word for a curtain-arras-with enormous suspicion and no Venise, every appearance is the word bitch is not verböten.
Bitch is a word that communicates a certain elegance I do think myself.
Let the proletariat act out their fancies in love and war. All will surely end well.
Moderated. It is a far beter thing to do to leave the country and my empire behind.
beter=better. oops.
SANDSHOE: Stop plagiarising Dickins and tell me how long you spent in/at Bordertown? I’ve driven through it but not spent any time there.
This is where Bob Hawke was born? I knew he’d been born in Victoria? Sorry, is Bordertown in SA or VIC? Shows you how long it is since I drove through.
Soon after that the family must have moved to WA, because he always gave WA as being his home state. Interesting.
Dickens
VENISE: Just popping in here to answer your query. Cupla days is the answer for brevity. More as we go down the dogonaut road together later. It is a lovely place.
Yes, isn’t it interesting about the old Hawke Eye keeping that quiet. It is one of Oz’s best kept secrets. Not any more. xxooxx
SANDSHOE: Wasn’t Hawke’s father a Baptist preacher?
Love to you too xxxxxoo
Thank you for the love, @VENISE. We dogonauts express this kindly affection we feel for each other far too infrequently.
Regards the employment status of Bob Hawke’s dad you ask me about, he was a man of the cloth according to the texts, yes. The persuasion of his denomination was Congregational so Hawkey’s background was essentially conservative as far as familial expectations of him are considered.
I mean he was given rein as to whether he joined the ministry or accepted a position in a local council office.
Please, I jest lightly in essence. Neither does the question you asked imply I am to write a thesis on the thoughts in my mind as result of seeing the small cottage in Bordertown. Aside, they were many and moving.
Bordertown is in SA, Venise. (I thought I was plagiarising your bonny self, Venise).