5 Days Short of 2 Years (Review of Recent Oz Pol. Theatre Mainly)‏

Gee, that's a pisser Tone missing out by a whisker like that on, what, $55k annual did you say? Just a measly five days. Could that be right? Singapore here I could well believe. They remunerate the best and brightest nicest here. Otherwise how would you get anyone pulling on the guernsey for the public good. Me mate tonight over teh reported the same re: loyal Tone, Smokin Joe &etc. How much smoother is Mal though immediately? The pics alone show it. They've both got duck-bill mouths, but it might be Mal's hair-cut. Makes the most of his thatch, lotta style and shaping gone into that North Shore number. You don't get that at the corner barber. Think Tone has receded a bit since I've been gone. Asked you once was he colouring but you didn't answer. Here it's all the rage, jet and coal. Some of the lairs go for rusty tints, but usually trad. like their granddads. Virility. If you're grey and white limp-cock doesn't cut it, fagged out has-been. It's funny, pumpkin heads unable to afford nips, tucks and even good moisturizer sporting glossy mop-tops. Lottsa wigs too, a not bad one today at my Indian place reminded a bit of Mo was it? of the Three Stooges. Gave the fella lotta confidence leaning an elbow on the register talking to the sari. Tried to get the waiter to turn up the fans in the corner for some fun fella wasn't game, worried about being cuffed & put on the first plane back to Chennai.  Reminds me: did Tone give up swimming as PM? All the while no sign here of the budgie smugglers on ABC online. Saw Julie mistin up a bit with Karl Stefanovic (whoever that ancestral cousin might be). Tough for Jule knowing Margie and the daughters and all, worse than bombing Syria, specially cos Tone was so loyal to everybody. Made it hard no doubt the Vice-Captain's call.

         My Security mate was job hunting here today. Someone snapped him again shut-eye and dreamin, showed the boss and that was that. (Yana thinks the Super arsehole.) His earlier boss was gunna take him on straightaway, but the gig had to be at some kinda brothel quarter. Haven't got the details yet, meeting for lunch tomorrow. Sounded like a bad-ass whorehouse where pimps beat up girls or clients got rolled or something. Yana didn't fancy. A carpark guarding Mercs and Saabs wasn't so bad, but not that. Lining him up for a teaching gig meantime. Chin painter I know chucked her teaching job to set up a painting school. She's OK Helen if you ignore the $$$$ grubbing and big-noting. Been on Chin TV, real Chin, like she's talking Beijing. Sold out shows here, few grand each the abstract high-colour splashy things she mainly does good for condos. She's "BIG ARTIST", told me many times. I can be big writer if I join up with her, she's well connected. Wanted me to write her life story. If I did it would be the making of me. Jap husband she loved dearly died early and left her with 2 boys to raise. Eldest kept death of his dad from everyone, everyone at school, in the neighbourhood. Helen had to whisper. What else there was to tell I never found out. TOO TOO busy Helen, sorry. For the blockbuster true-life novel and also the teaching. Thought of Yana. Might be able to get $120 an hour maybe, an easy ride with cashed-up Mainlanders, just to help them shop and get around. We see how.
Keep me posted on developments down there, ear to the ground.

Salam

P

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