ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 2:44 pm**

Yep. Eventually. It's quite a long way from Woods Point to Jamieson when your stomach is rumbling. The puncture didn't help, either.

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 2:49 pm**

He had a puncture in his stomach? Poor Thomas...

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 3:00 pm**

Yeah. Had to jack it up and change it. Lucky we had a spare in good condition.

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 3:03 pm**

I can tell you were a boy Scout.

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 4:03 pm**

That's right. Learnt to give the Girl Guides the last word.

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 4:36 pm**

Good lad!

Did I mention that I was a Girl Guide?

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 4:40 pm**

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 4:56 pm**

Briefly. But you probably guessed that already. Right?

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 5:31 pm**

I guess so. What's really worrying me is how I am going to give you the last word if you keep asking all these questions.

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2013 6:59 pm**

We will wear her down Stephen.

I heard a poem about a guy who sewed a sheeps entrails inside his mate ?

see if I can find it.

Bob

Woods Point