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Hey Earl, where is this place? I work in Brunswick, so the chances of crossing paths just increased somewhat.

Bingo bango bongo R&BB. A perfect morning's 50k ride followed by coffee and fruit toast at Red Cup Café on Whitehorse Rd. (Only a toast because I knew I was going to pig out later on an egg and bacon roll at Casey). My daughter and I like to call one of the young staff members at RCC "Mr Happy". He always seems so surprised and delighted to see anyone coming up to be served.

Enjoying a Gramps Shiraz after an early bike ride around Box hill, Collingwood, Ashburton today followed by good win for the Scorps this arvo. Seems like Gramps is a wine made / named for Old Dee!

So are we talking about the progeny being BBO's head and torso joined to an alpaca's arse? Or is it the head and forelegs of the alpaca joined to BBO's arse? Both are beyond my imagination!

Think it's a big nite happening down at the Gat. He's already called me Maple. Seeing double, speaking double. I'm not usually like that till this time tomorrow nite.

Which one of the alpacas is the squeeze? Edit: no don't tell me - it's the good looking one - right?

If I have pictured the geometry correctly, and without personal experience, I understand hindsight is the only sight if you're talking about being friendly with a lad alpaca.

Massive changes coming to the Bok Hill skyline in the near future. Along with the new ATO 20 storey building just finished, there will be 3 new buildings at something like 36 storeys, 33 storeys and 25 storeys in the next few years, above the station and on Whitehorse Road. Going to look like one of those satellite business districts in Tokyo.

Been tippling a bit too much of the fermented maple, Mable?

Back in the days of the 20 ball over?

That's now an archery range. The ground I used to play on in Ashburton (actually Jordanville Tech) was turned into a housing estate. Those people don't realise what a Field of Dreams they parked their fat arses on.

Sounds like a pincer movement is being set up DC! Don't let the grandmother wave her wand / broomstick / warty nose or whatever and cast a spell over the grandson so that the mother is more favoured than the father. Geez, that sounds like a line out of the Kung Fu series with Grasshopper as the young David Carradine.

Sorry your lordship. The word "Box" was replaced by "Bok" in the suburb name after a plebiscite held in the municipality in the last decade of the previous century. Apparently it reflected the actual pronunciation and indeed favourite vegetable of the population of the day rather than its old wasp-ish heritage. And the band played some very decent classics from the Angels, Oils, OZ Crawl, Sunny Boys etc.

Afraid that's not possible Moonie. A bridge more blown up than burnt!

Just doing some catching up in a more friendly thread after today's debacle. Beg to differ on the northern aspect. Rather than the Doncaster, the northern rampart which helps keep out us drunken hoons from Borewood is fronted by The Blackburn, my new local. After moving from the vicinity of the Knox Tavern beyond the Far East of Borewood, I can say I am happy having moved to the new country of Bok Hill. I recently (4 mths ago?) ventured back to the Burvale for a night with some old friends to watch a pretty good cover band. The only trouble I had was with the hotel staff who insisted on speaking Ingrish and offering to take credit cards, not just 'cash only'.

Didn't know what you meant till I googled it. Then I found a picture of a bloke who looks a lot like Saty. Perhaps he was standing on a scooter?

I always thought dyslexia was a cruel term for the sufferer to have to read. It would come out as lexdyslia.

And charges you for personal attention - in 6 minute time slots!

And I bet the Pygmy marmoset is thanking the gods it was already dead.

Been offline for a few days and just managed to catch up. Geez you guys / gals / trannies can get way off track. Don't you peeps get it? What really matters is the Dees first and foremost, then secondary interests such as wine, meat, and meat marinated in wine, then any thing else as minor space fillers. Now, getting even further off track, how does a bare arse on a marmoset skin Benz seat make it into the hallowed halls of this thread? Where are the mods of taste and decorum? Why is the Earl sitting on the sidelines instead of writing a letter to HRH Lizzie and requesting a royal inquiry?

"Say ccchhello to my liddle frend"

Now that's a new one - the Wolverine Frog. What does it turn into on a full moon night?

Jazza, I think it's an alternative to waxing. For hirsute people. But I've never seen a hairy frog.

Any chance of lifting the standards of this thread a little? What's the latest on banana prices, wasps in the vineyards, almond milk smoothies, single malts, heathcote shiraz etc? Anything but discussion about our round 2 debacle.