Whilst one half of KNACK has been jet setting round a small place called Europe; drinking fine ales and waxing his stick, the other half has been chased by elephants on a ring stinging, porcelain hugging, hippie dodging; tour of a place the locals call India.
After 3 weeks spent witnessing extreme poverty and pondering on the wrongs of western consumerism, the first day back at work; I’m booked on a Maccas job. hmmmmm.
The greatest ‘travel’ purchase ever : a pair of dunlops from Kmart for 20 bux!
Summer must have started : Miss Bondi 08 at the Beach Road this Sunday.