Took me a while but found this. This episode became the cornerstone for heaps of stories on the PA’s and it’s thanks to its creator Emmjay. What happened over time was a unique situation where other writers took the original characters on a different path than Emmjay might have ever suspected. Sandshoe and I discussed this at length many years ago. We both agreed that it may be a world first. HOO knows :). BTW I see this was reposted in 2015 and was created in 2009. Wow, amazing.
I’m usually more careful than that.
I could sense the sickly smell of blood. My hand was in a wet pool. Too soon to open the eyes.
A small panel beater was hammering out the dents on the inside of my eyeballs and my mouth felt like a camel train had camped there overnight.
Whatever was out there on the other side of my eyelids was going to have to wait until the hammering eased up a little.
But the headache was not the main problem. Beyond the headache, the right cheek of my arse was screaming louder than my head. I decided to feel it. Mistake. It was wet. It was wet with my blood.
I had taken one in the backside for the good guys.
But there was no wound. There was a welt though. I could feel that well enough. I crawled across the threadbare Axminster into…
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Window Dresser's Arms, Pig & Whistle 
Bit of a blast from past.
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Well you then just got better and better.
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Many thanks, Mark and Big.
It’s brilliant being reminded of some of the journey. And some truly out of body experiences 😊.
I reckon it’s precisely because the characters had free range and were well up for adoption that so many madcap adventures developed out of the darkroom.
I just remembered the Mondrian Brothers re-tiling the mens. And before that the pub rennos when Zi photographed the old White Bay Pub being demolished.
You ought to see the site now ! It’s begging me to do a sequel.
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Thanks for inventing those characters. The PA’s crew has had some great laughs.
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Imagine that from this tiny rivulet a great river started it’s journey to the sea, or where ever?
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Absolutely. TBH, I can’t remember if I ever asked permission to use Foodge, O’Hoo, etc., in my stories. Emmjay invented Father O’Way when he emailed me to see if I would adopt a character and write some stories. So again, Mike deserves the credit. I’m currently reviewing the archives and have spent some time on your stuff young fella. Trying to pick one is fucking hard. Some of the stuff is so hilarious I have to take a break. And believe me, that’s true bullshit. 🙂
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You did ask to borrow the Zephyr. And I refused on the grounds that I needed it for another episode – which, BTW never eventuated – at least I don’t remember it if I did re-use it 🤪.
I’m recalling all the trips Foodge made on the Newcastle Flier when Foodge’s welcome wore thin at his uncles’ places !
And the intergalactic cricket and St Generic”s Brand – Marksterpieces.
What about Warrigal’s digital mischief and all the Pig-Tel products – the USB toaster and the cat carrier 🤪🤪🤪.
Ah, the memories ! Can it really be 14 years just about ? Holy fuck !!!
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The beginning.
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