Tuesday, 31 July 2007

That's that.

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.



Blogger Jason said...

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

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

Possibly resting on what looks to be your passport.

31 July 2007 at 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 at 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 at 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!"
Poor dear.

1 August 2007 at 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 at 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 at 11:57:00 AM GMT-5  

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