Wild Dingo
08-26-2003, 07:57 PM
Well... heres a turn up for the books! me movin a thread and deleteing the other... amazin!! well for me it is... originally called "of wogs fancy pubs mates Luggars and TonyH" now renamed "the thread that needed to be moved" ...I do wonder about the bilge at times :rolleyes: ah well here we go! :cool:
Been some time since I met anyone from the board actually would be fair near a year since me and Phil Young met up and him bein the first its a scarce thing indeed for me to meet someone from here.
So there I was sufferin mightily with the wog... throat croaky and swollen bearly able to eat a side of beef... headache like no bodys business... and a flamin nose that had fallen deeply in love with the tissue box and fair the picture of abjek misery Ive been for the last 4 days when of a sudden I recalled that fellow forumite TonyH was intending on arriving in this fair city of mine...
So a flurry of back and forth of emails over the last couple of days and...
Off to Freo I zipped tonight... unsure I was of bein able to do justice to a meeting of such bedazzling brilliant minds of like minded fellas such as us two yobbos... but of I went fortifyin meself that "no worries Im to flamin crook to stay out long" and not wantin to pass on this mongrel bug to a mate I fully intended to head back home at about 8pm to be snug in me warm bed at 9pm.
So anyways I lob up in the fair city of Fremantle to the pub where he said he'd be and out with the mobile and give him a hoi!... "Where you at mate?" I ask "well the Esplande Hotel Shane"... "yer so Im right out the front where are yer?" I says "HA! just go in the foyer you know where that is doncha? Im sittin just inside the door"
Now what with this bloody wog stuffin me noggin tonight I must admit I wasnt particularily the brightest spark in the box ...so there I am standin next to me car at the front of this whang dang doodle of a pub in Freo scratchin me noggin and thinkin... yer the foyer right? what the blazes is a bloody foyer? fo yer what? ****e some fellas... " then the light bulb burst through the fug of the glug called brain matter in me noggin... oh right he means the entrance!! duhhhhh
So over I head and through the doors I march bold as brass and up jumps this smilin young fella!
So I had told him on the phone Id not be stayin too long cause Id been crook... does he take sympathy on a fella? not on yer flamin life he dont!!... instead he marches me over to a table orders in a couple of drinks beer for him coffee for the crook teatotaller... and starts ta yammerin! man this fella can yammer on! HA!
Mates I tell yer it was just like meetin up with an old mate yer aint seen in donkeys years as if the conversation we had been havin back then just picked up again... bloody good stuff fair dinkum!
Well as youd expect with a couple of Woodenboat forumites we yammered about the board for awhile... talkin about this and that pickin yer all to bits of course ... but in the nicest way! ...but bein true devoties of the mighty beautishus Australian Pearling Luggars we got to yammerin and looking at pics and talking up a storm about these fine vessels...
Finally though the time when me snozzle decided to send forth the long held back flood and me brainpacket such as it is with this wog decided that it could no longer hold in check the headache that roared... and I could sorta see Tony fightin like buggary to not eat the table cloth chew through the cardboard of the box of bits of timber Id bought as a treat for him to take home and turn into something aweflaminsome for his boat to be in his hunger... so the time had come when I had to leave
Bloody good night with a bloody good bloke!... I recomend TonyH as one genuine true blue fella to one and all if you got a chance to meet him dont hessitate!
Thanks for the coffee and yarns mate! Next time a sail eh?!!
And the best thing? NO MORE FLAMIN COLD!!! musta been just what the doctor ordered!
Been some time since I met anyone from the board actually would be fair near a year since me and Phil Young met up and him bein the first its a scarce thing indeed for me to meet someone from here.
So there I was sufferin mightily with the wog... throat croaky and swollen bearly able to eat a side of beef... headache like no bodys business... and a flamin nose that had fallen deeply in love with the tissue box and fair the picture of abjek misery Ive been for the last 4 days when of a sudden I recalled that fellow forumite TonyH was intending on arriving in this fair city of mine...
So a flurry of back and forth of emails over the last couple of days and...
Off to Freo I zipped tonight... unsure I was of bein able to do justice to a meeting of such bedazzling brilliant minds of like minded fellas such as us two yobbos... but of I went fortifyin meself that "no worries Im to flamin crook to stay out long" and not wantin to pass on this mongrel bug to a mate I fully intended to head back home at about 8pm to be snug in me warm bed at 9pm.
So anyways I lob up in the fair city of Fremantle to the pub where he said he'd be and out with the mobile and give him a hoi!... "Where you at mate?" I ask "well the Esplande Hotel Shane"... "yer so Im right out the front where are yer?" I says "HA! just go in the foyer you know where that is doncha? Im sittin just inside the door"
Now what with this bloody wog stuffin me noggin tonight I must admit I wasnt particularily the brightest spark in the box ...so there I am standin next to me car at the front of this whang dang doodle of a pub in Freo scratchin me noggin and thinkin... yer the foyer right? what the blazes is a bloody foyer? fo yer what? ****e some fellas... " then the light bulb burst through the fug of the glug called brain matter in me noggin... oh right he means the entrance!! duhhhhh
So over I head and through the doors I march bold as brass and up jumps this smilin young fella!
So I had told him on the phone Id not be stayin too long cause Id been crook... does he take sympathy on a fella? not on yer flamin life he dont!!... instead he marches me over to a table orders in a couple of drinks beer for him coffee for the crook teatotaller... and starts ta yammerin! man this fella can yammer on! HA!
Mates I tell yer it was just like meetin up with an old mate yer aint seen in donkeys years as if the conversation we had been havin back then just picked up again... bloody good stuff fair dinkum!
Well as youd expect with a couple of Woodenboat forumites we yammered about the board for awhile... talkin about this and that pickin yer all to bits of course ... but in the nicest way! ...but bein true devoties of the mighty beautishus Australian Pearling Luggars we got to yammerin and looking at pics and talking up a storm about these fine vessels...
Finally though the time when me snozzle decided to send forth the long held back flood and me brainpacket such as it is with this wog decided that it could no longer hold in check the headache that roared... and I could sorta see Tony fightin like buggary to not eat the table cloth chew through the cardboard of the box of bits of timber Id bought as a treat for him to take home and turn into something aweflaminsome for his boat to be in his hunger... so the time had come when I had to leave
Bloody good night with a bloody good bloke!... I recomend TonyH as one genuine true blue fella to one and all if you got a chance to meet him dont hessitate!
Thanks for the coffee and yarns mate! Next time a sail eh?!!
And the best thing? NO MORE FLAMIN COLD!!! musta been just what the doctor ordered!