To my surprise I made my way through a whopping great list of errands in the city before lunch and am now a whole afternoon ahead of myself, much of which I plan to fritter away blogging. Here are the verbal high points of the morning:
-- Overheard in Adelaide Arcade, as two men deep in conversation passed me: ' ... so my other major problem is only a minor one.'
-- Seen before I had the chance to avert my gaze from the windowful of big fresh heaped rainbow-arrayed snowdrifts of fresh gelati, a sign under one variety of a delicate pale creamy-brown, indicating its flavour: 'Ferrero Rocher'. I drooled all the way back to the car.
-- Heard in the car on Radio National as I crossed the river, on a program about the endangered status of the mallee fowl: 'To all the foxes and feral cats around the place, these guys are just little Mars Bars on legs.'
What the budget got wrong about the NHS and prevention
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Perhaps the UK should adopt the economic principle of ‘polluter pays’.
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2 comments:
My not-my-real-uncle- Uncle Alan claimed to have overheard on a London bus, 'So there she was, stark naked in the Sistine Chapel'...
Instead of feeling for the endangered species, I feel very very hungry, between the ice-cream, and the mars bar image - must go and eat donuts now...
Tyaakian
That Mars Bar comment made my afternoon. And it definitely needed making. Thank you.
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