The last week has been a bit of a blur
A good blur
But blurry none the less
I’m writing this from my hotel room in Darwin
I start the 1st of 5 Northern Territory shows with Dad tonight
4 out of the 5 gigs are at places I’ve never been to
So I’m totally hanging out to offend some new people with my fuck songs excited for those shows
Once I’m a bit more back on deck, & the antibiotics kick in
Nothing major, just another dose of the clap throat/sinus infection
The usual shit
I feel OK, just a bit ripped off that none of it is sexually transmitted
But when I catch up a bit more on my sleep etc, I’ll post some more detailed blogs from the trip so far
You know, like what I wore, how many times I went to the toilet each day
The important stuff
Anyhoo
Wanted to post some random pics in the meantime
Let’s start with the Geraldton show
The drive there started off full of piss & vinegar
But mainly piss
And somo sight seeing stops too
These were too big to steal take home in my purse
But I would totally have bought these if they were salt & pepper shakers
Who wouldn’t want two little roos sniffing eachother’s bums sitting on their dinner table every night?
It’s finds like these that remind me what an awesome interior decorator I wouldn’t would have made
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Next night was the Perth show at the Pig & Whistle
Dad came along to drink the bar dry watch
And was reasonably well behaved
If you don’t count the 15 sets of tits he signed
But I think I may have outdone him
Take THAT Dad!
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It was after this show that Heiny & I took our pussy pill
And decided to fly to the rest of the shows
I’m pretty sure that the large amount of vitamin C
And lack of vitamin ‘W’
Was contributing to my knackered-ness
I am working on rectifying this imbalance by glueing a wine glass to my right hand
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Next stop was my hometown of Kalgoorlie
Where I went right back to where it all began
Accident and emegency
I’ll let you work out which one I was
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This is a statue of Paddy Hannan
It seems a lot different since they cleaned the graffiti I wrote on it smaller than when I was a kid
This has nothing to do with the fact that I wear size buffalo I’m bigger
It was good to see Kalgoorlie again
It’s the place where all my memories begin
And I’ll blog more about that when I can fucking remember them
Then it was back on a plane with Heiny
To head off to Darwin to meet up with Ma & Pa
After a quick stopover in Perth
Where I met Julian Clary at the airport
I’ve always been a fan of his and I felt like a total dork asking him for a photo
He is, I’m happy to report, a very tall top bloke
And I’m pretty sure he wanted me
You know, as much as a raging pommy poof can want a hetro hairy sheila
And he even tweeted about me afterwards
And then I, of course, cracked a moisty
LOVE HIM!
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Then it was a quick stop again in Alice Springs
I booked my flights myself, so I have no one else to blame for the milk run I found myself on
Mum & Dad however, were on a direct flight
AAAANNND, my brother was the pilot
So it WAS probably for the best that I wasn’t on THAT flight
‘Cause you know how they don’t let the WHOLE Royal Family fly together
In case the plane goes down?
Well, that’s how it is with our family
We’d need one of us alive to carry on the family tradition
Of saying fuck for a living cultural enrichment for the masses
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Mum picked me up at the airport in Darwin & we headed straight to our favourite restaurant
On the planet
CHRISTO’S
I’ve got some great pics of the awesome location
And even better food
This is not one of them
I was more about the eatin’ than the pic takin’, you know?
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To be continued…
