Temporary toilet while the Mondrian Brothers retiled the Pig's Arms Loos

Apologia by Sandshoe.  Pictures by Sandshoe and Warrigal Mirriyuula.

Granny made a patty cake (it was exceptional), Merv knocked off an extra meat tray (from the pub over the road).

And who wanted to crank up the barbecue? Nick the old butcher. No-one underestimate Nick.

It was he who sent the text message, the one that said ‘HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY, CHEAP SHEEP’. Sweet talk he can. Useful bloke to have on your side.

That was him who sent his ‘little’ brother to get the Hell’s Angles and poured oil on the burning chops that time (turned them into fffizzlers).

I went out to meet the head serang. He swore Nick was the devil.

But I turned the tables. Invited everyone to the barbecue on condition Nick supplied plenty of salt. He used it with a heavy hand (that’ll be a round of pink drinks).

It was a diabolical mistake to use the Pig's Legs Waxing and Beauty Salon loo,