on the way to the tryathlon i was giving hannah advice from the nick wealleans school of parenting,  if you dont win, we’re leaving you there

to prepare for a hot day in the sun with THOUSANDS of people, & no seating or shade, i had a few beers on saturday night. luckily my first wife carries panadol everywhere, and at all times

i think the event is a bit too big. they need to split it in to two prize givings, and two transition areas. otherwise it was pretty well organised.

having said that, i dont like waiting. and i dont like waiting in the sun. and i dont like waiting in the sun with 1000 ugly kids and their ugly parents. and i dont like weetbix-guy.

evers-swindell though, well she was a bit of a treat

she actually asked if she could borrow my tractor some time. and i said look evers-swindell, youre a married woman.., and heres my card