Crank the Croc
THE LNP has a bit of work to do if it wants to win the hearts and minds of Beerwah voters for the seat of Caloundra.
Last Sunday a swinging voter was in his driveway attempting to drive a forklift onto the back of a truck when both he and the forklift slipped off the ramp and crashed onto the bitumen.
Neighbours came running, but the doorknockers scooted away. In fact they went to every house on the street but the forklift driver.
In their defence, he looked like he might have given them a forklift or two if they’d have hung around.
When asked what issues he would have liked to address with the LNP, he said: “Better ramps”.
Speed oh no
THE big revelation with all these roadworks on Steve Irwin Way is confirmation of just how slow I’ve been driving.
The electronic speed board (in between Beerwah and Glass House) – you know the one dangerously positioned on a bend – flicked up as 30kph the other day.
Thing is, I thought I was travelling at 50kph because that’s what my speedo read.
Seems that the trusty Navara, at 400,000 clicks, is showing a bit of wear around the edges.
It could explain why everyone around me has been driving like such a lunatic for so long. Tailgating on SIW, whizzing past on the Bruce.
Looks like it was more me, than them. Nah. It’s always more them.
Junket alert
So the SEQ Council of Mayors are heading to Europe for some Parisian reconnaissance about the good, bad and ugly of the 2024 Games.
Do we need to travel to France to know that broadcasters crossing to Garden City to watch the 100m final will be a global embarrassment?
Seems like we do.
