Tuesday, 31 July 2007

That's that.

Home.
The bastards at the airport went through my case behind the scenes and put all the books back in a very lousy way. Wouldn't that rip the fork out of your nightie, as the wife of my bosom would say. I found the saying listed here with an assortment of other Great Australian sayings including:

* May your chooks turn into emus and kick your dunny down.
* He's a six pack but he lacks the wrapping.
* Laughing like a fat spider up a Christmas tree.
* So hungry I could eat the crutch out of a low flying duck.
* It's about as useful as a waterproof teabag.
* It fits like a stocking on a chook's lip
* Full as a goog (always a favourite of mine, a goog being an egg)

*****
I suggested wee Cal go to school, but he's gone to bed instead.

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Blogger Jason said...

Welcome home mister Campbell and wee Cal.
The drink's waiting for you on the bar.

31 July 2007 10:13:00 pm GMT-5  
Blogger Jason said...

Possibly resting on what looks to be your passport.

31 July 2007 10:14:00 pm GMT-5  
Blogger Kelly Kilmer said...

The Bastards at TSA are more of a hazard than anything else..I probably shouldn't post that. I have to fly myself in a few weeks. There go my art supplies...

Glad you guys are home safe!

Love the Aussie sayings..my 10 year old was "translating" the duck one. Now that was interesting. I like the spider one the most. I thought Bostonians were the only ones who came up with unusual sayings ("that's pissa!" Pissa being a good thing.)

1 August 2007 12:31:00 am GMT-5  
Blogger spacedlaw said...

Welcome back ! And you dd it not missed a day of blogging.
Hang on.
This is Wednesday already...

Those Australian idioms are great.
I love "Laughing like a fat spider up a Christmas tree" although I can't really see what it means. Maye something like that other one about the cat that made away with the canary ?

1 August 2007 4:03:00 am GMT-5  
Anonymous Steph said...

Welcome back to my country!

I heard that Cal got pulled aside for looking like a "druggie" a few times by customs. He just has that dastardly unscrupulous look in his eye, the look that says "I have cannabis in my pocketses!"
Haha!
Poor dear.

1 August 2007 5:01:00 am GMT-5  
Blogger Hayley said...

Cal got pulled aside? BRILLIANT. This is nothing new, of course.

I remember on one trip to the UK when we were running Home Alone-style to catch our plane. The authorities took the opportunity to pull Wee Cal aside, who at that point looked like a 3 foot tall James Dean in his black leather jacket and slick hair. He was told to empty the contents of said jacket into a bucket. A crowd of inspectors gathered as he pulled out coins, keys to things he never owned on a heavy duty chain, fake cigarettes (procured from a previous comic convention) in a real cigarette packet complete with SMOKING CAUSES IMPOTENCE warning (probably), an original Star Trek communicator...

Anytime I travel I always get pulled aside for the Completely Random Inspections where I get taken into a little makeshift room and left to read a bit of paper (which I should now know off by heart) before they usher in a terrifying woman with white gloves on to pat down their captive Campbell for bombs, guns, knives, drugs, and whadevathafuck (as Tony Soprano sez) they think I'm capable of.

1 August 2007 5:25:00 am GMT-5  
Blogger spacedlaw said...

At least you are taken to a room (or some sort), Hayley. Whenever I get patted for dangerous things (Hey ! Watch that pair of tits, they're loaded !) I don't ever get to go in a cabin. Maybe I shouldn't complain though: I think they keep the cabins for strip search and the "normal" patting already feels much like sexual harassment already...

1 August 2007 11:57:00 am GMT-5  

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