Think Cheshire Cat!!!

Cause that is me right now, smiles from ear to ear. I just got off the phone to my brother-in-law Andrew who is the proud dad of another little princess.

Jo was only in labour a few hours and plop…a little sister for Princess Emily.  Unfortunately, unlike Emily’s birth, I was unable to be with Jo for the latest addition to our clan. And can I just say not a bad effort for my grandfathers, both of whom came here in extreme poverty from Britain and Ireland (my grandmothers were natives), as from them we have two clans nearing 200 members of descent and (call me biased) awesome citizens.


I fell off my chair this morning upon hearing about some news from the Pacific nation of Tuvalu.

You see, since I was a boy, I have announced all great ideas that I have heard of or weird things I am doing originated in Tuvalu, to avoid explanation of my odd behaviour.. eg. ‘everyone is doing it in Tuvalu’.  Due to the fact that so many people don’t want to sound ignorant as to where or what Tuvalu is, I am able to have a response of ‘oh, ok then’… after all, what I was doing usually catches on.

Well, you wouldn’t giggle when you hear this:

My last blog was a rehashed joke sent to me, which I published, and it caused a bit of a stir, to say the least. In fact I was bailed up about it (as I often am) at the Farmers Markets today. It’s fantastic to get feedback on my blogging, and to make things a little clearer I do need to set a few things straight, namely why I posted a satire on government which turns out to be different once elected to what you voted for.

While on his morning walk, Prime Minister Kevin Rudd falls over, has a heart attack and dies because the accident and emergency dept at his nearest hospital is too understaffed to treat him in time. So his soul arrives in Heaven and he is met by Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates. ‘Welcome to Heaven,’ says Saint Peter, ‘Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a Socialist around these parts, so we’re not sure what to do with you.’

‘No problem, just let me in; I’m a good Christian; I’m a believer,’ says the PM.