canny granny

What’s a cankle?

My tenant, Poppy Buxom, (to your right there, she of the drivel and persiflage) doesn’t know either. But she freely admits to not knowing all sorts of things, while I try to bluff it through. Cankles, you say? I ran inro some with thingymabobs last Tuesday when I went to the whatchamacallit with whatisname.

Leave the Scots alone

Please, if you live in York, stop shooting Scotsmen with your bows and arrows. Just because the ancient by-law which allows you to legally send an arrow up a kilt within the city walls has never been repealed, that’s no reason to keep up your archery classes. The war has been over for centuries, don’t you think it’s about time you stopped?

A peace offer to the Scots

John Cummins

I see that Johm Cummins, Union Man has gone south, gone to the Great Rest Home for Organisers in the Sky.

He’ll be missed. We always supported Cummo around here, he supported pensioners as well as his Union members. I used to see him a lot at the Irish celebrations, we may be all Australians after living here 150 years or so, but we are still Irish inside.

A bright core of green beneath our sun-dried exterior.

Tocfaidh ar la!

Mysterious Things

The Yowies are making pests of themselves again. Yowie expert Paul Compton says that Yowies are lurking in the Clarence Valley National Park

I’ll have to ask my Council Home help girl where the Clarence Valley actually is — so that I can avoid it.

I met a Yowie once, years back. It was in one of those look-alike Blue Mountains townships along the Great Western Highway where the road snakes its way through a massive World Heritage-listed wilderness area of some 1.03 million hectares (2.5 million acres), consisting mostly of forested landscape. (I was there searching for a sighting of the Big Black Cat and a tea-room with a reasonable lavatory.)

If you ever want an encounter with UFOs, a Big Cat or an up-close-and-friendly with a Yowie, you can’t go past the Blue Mountains. You can find a lot of monsters among the obligatory haunted houses and the local winebars.

Here’s some more info on Yowie, Sasquatch of the South