Crank the Croc
IT was heartening to see kids at Landsborough refusing to be bowed by an Armageddon lightning storm that swept through on Halloween evening.
Nothing was going to get in the way of swarms of children and a witch’s hat full of sweets. Least of all a 300 million volt lighting bolt.
Love you sweetie
TO those concerned that I was somehow willing myself off to greener pastures rather than enjoy the next 150 full and vibrant years with my loving wife, let me just say: What was I thinking.
Turns out she occasionally reads this ‘witless’ column and wouldn’t you know it, this was one of them.
Strap in dear, I’m here for the long haul.
Points for upgrade
I know it’s de rigueur to smash up pollies for daring to seek out plane upgrades, but is there anyone out there, like me, who would do the same.
There’s an entire industry out there for obsessives wanting to figure out a cheap way to get themselves up the pointy end of the plane.
You can actually pay people to find out how to use frequent flyer points to bag ‘free’ business class travel. Ridiculous, but it’s a thing.
Eeeeeek scooter
I’m a frequent critic of councils who enable poor civic etiquette. I’m talking in relation to e-scooters, which the Sunshine Coast Council thankfully declined following a long and painful trial. The cancellation didn’t come before a friend of mind managed to drink six pints of beer, hop on a scooter, fall off a scooter, break two ribs and dislocate his shoulder.
Pretty funny stuff. Even funnier when you know he’s 60 and doesn’t know better.
I suppose the point is that while the scooters are a blight on the community, the users might be just a teeny tiny part of the problem.