But just WHO shot WHO?

So Australian got beaten by Italy in the dying moments of the game ... it couldn't happen to a nicer country ... Not so long ago the term soccer was unknown to them. Instead the beautiful game was called wogball since it was played only be reffos and seppos (that's refugees and Guiseppes, i.e., Italo-Australians for those of you playing an away match) ... and the wooftas would kiss each other after scoring goals ... But if its on the world stage Australian sports fan will support anything ....

Of course, in Australia now with the advent of the new breed of wowsers (used to mean conservatives, but strangely now means people who spoil conservatives fun by frowning on racism, sexism and any other dismissive practices) we kiwis are the only acceptable minority that you can bait freely and safely in public. Yes the poor picked on little brothers of brasher trans-Tasman cousins ...

I'll say no more since all of my family bar one sister are Australians now ...

In other news it has stopped raining. If this keeps up the mud will dry out in a month or so. Ended up going to L and D's house to celebrate Matariki ... the Maori New Year with the most Anglo of dinners, roast lamb and christmas pud ... all that was missing was a speech from the queen.

I failed to mention in the previous post that I ended up Karaoke-ing on my night out with the solo mums. Now I have Copa Cabana stuck in my head, well in fact just the opening verse. In honour of the evening I present to you, Lola ... she was a show duck ... yes a forgotten photo from the chicken show ... Lola was entered in the poodle duck section, so that's a little more than a feather in her hair ...