Sunday, May 22, 2005

The Drug Dogs Don't Work

Funny old weekend. Started off by recovering from the drugs the dental surgeon administered so he could take a tooth out through the side of my gum (don't ask). If anyone offers you "twilight sedation", take it. It's great at the time. Then we made our way to the garden centre to start our project to soften the stark outlines of 15 Ti-Tree Road. Now I can look out my study window and see a Lady Palm, two Sago Palms and a Milky Way. Looks good.

Sunday has so far seen a short but somewhat volatile surfing session. No one told me there were so many different kinds of waves. And as I'm flying off to Canberra (not jetting off, you'll note; the plane has propellors) I read with interest about the airport sniffer dogs who have to be retrained because the cocaine they were given by the police to practise on turned out to be talcum powder. I wonder how many old woman and babies they arrested before they sorted that one out.

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