a weighty question for me and a question for you girls...


questions aside... let me tell you about the 15ft long Sperm Whale cock hanging on chains above the bar.....

I've had a really weighty question on my mind recently... so I'd better get it off my chest I suppose. So.... why do I bother with this blog? Conclusion I've come to is equally weighty.... I have no idea.
Phew, feel better now - so on to more trivial matters.....

Right, girls (well those of you that know me!), here's your chance to help me out.... ;o)
Now {brief pause while I place tongue firmly in cheek} , it's just not right that a nice bloke who is incredibly stylish, a great cook, well-travelled, intelligent, multi-talented, articulate and with great taste should be single.... So what has all this to do with little old me then I hear you ask...?! Yes, well, quite....... The hub of my question is... am I a bit odd/downright scary (delete as appropriate)? I've been wondering...do I frighten you members of the fairer sex? It certainly can't have anything to do with my appreciation of fine kitchen knives or fond memories of Robbie Coltrane's silver-plated chainsaw in " The Comic Strip Presents: Supergrass" 'cos I don't generally tell anybody about that (doh...!). Example, I was chatting with a lovely gal recently... she mentioned a desire to visit Western Australia.... so rather than just sit and say "mmm, that would be nice"... I thought I would tell a little of my own experiences of the place.... "Ah yes" I reminisced with the obligatory misty, far-off look in my eye, "try and get out into the wilds up in the North West, it's magnificent. But I also had a great time down in the South West.. I rocked up in a quintessential no-where place called Walpole... complete with it's population of roughly 30. Stopped a few weeks and worked picking wild Tea Tree out in the bush. Stayed with a fat, crazy old eccentric with a hammy accent who maintained he used to be a spy for the British Secret Service.. couldn't see it myself but he might have been telling the truth, it was the kind of place you'd go to disappear from normal society. There was only two notable things about the place though, one was the Tingle Tree nearby (look it up!) the other was the 15ft long Sperm Whale cock hanging on chains above the bar in the local drinking hole... which was a bit of a hole come to think of it." I haven't heard from her since........... ho hum.

Oh well, I guess I'll find my soulmate one day. In the meantime... what about this bike then.... hehehe, joking... sort of....

Posted: Fri - March 23, 2007 at 03:11 PM          

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