I adore Australia. I’m dead set true blue. But I think we should change the date of Australia Day. Let’s change it to a date that encompasses everything about our great country. Our inclusiveness, our history, our friendliness and a fair go. I vote for May 8. Mate Day.
27 years ago on this day at this hour at this moment I lost my beautiful dad. He was my guide, my hero, my teacher and has been my inspiration.
Still miss ya and will forever. Vale.
Back in 2004 my wife and I were the victims of a terrifying home invasion that left us mentally scarred and unable to sleep. But our daughter’s 16 now and we’ve actually grown quite fond of her.
25 years ago today, (coincidentally on my birthday), I lost my beautiful father. I’m proud to live in his shadow. I miss him every day. He was kind, generous and above all, authentic.
My dear old mate Father Bob Maguire has gone to meet his maker today. He fought a good fight. We had so many laughs together over the tears and he did so much good for so many. A genuine hero. Vale, my friend.
I’m delighted to say that the City Of Port Phillip are going to replace Mum and Dad‘s plaque and try to make it a bit more resistant to vandalism. Shame they have to but there you are.
This is the plaque at Mum and Dad‘s memorial. Somebody has decided to deface the “king and queen” on it. Perhaps they’re an antimonarchist. It’s just an expression. Relax. I’m no prince, and they were my parents. Please let them rest. I’m actually quite upset.
So sad at the passing of my old mate John Blackman. He was a master voice over announcer, live act and incredible radio pioneer. His work at 3AW breakfast and of course as the wonderful booth announcer on Hey Hey. Love to Cecile and his family. A massive loss. Vale buddy.
(As I drink a Diet Coke on the bus)
PASSENGER: Diet coke causes cancer.
ME: My grandfather died at 102.
PASSENGER: He used to drink diet coke?
Me: No, he minded his own business.
Six years ago today, my mum went to join dad. This photo was taken a couple of months before pneumonia quickly took her. I was blessed to have her in my life for 55 years. Many don’t have that luxury. Bless her, she was a ripper. And I loved her.
I was watching the AFL on Foxtel at home today and I called the umpire a flog. Suddenly the phone rang. It was security. I had to go outside and stand in the front garden until after the match.
My wife and I are sitting on the couch watching tv and I hear a text. Realising I left my phone in the kitchen, I get up, and go to the kitchen to check it. It’s a text from my wife:
Please bring the biscuits on your way back.
People who know me know that I’m actually quite a humble person but it’s time for a little boast. Our daughter, Hayley, after a brutal three years of disrupted schooling thanks to Covid, has just been accepted into Honours Psycology. Busting with pride.
If you think you’re smarter than the previous generation, 50 years ago, a car owners manual told you how to adjust the engine valves. Today it tells you not to drink the contents of the battery.
Hi everyone.
My mate has a great ticket for Saturday’s AFL Grand Final.
Unfortunately he didn't realise that it’s on the same day as his wedding, so he can't go.
If you're interested and want to go instead of him, it’s at 2pm at St Andrew’s Church in Brighton and her name’s Lisa.
My heart goes out to all animal lovers who lose their friend. While Stella was one of the best dogs to ever look through a collar, she wasn’t unique. They are all special and deserving of love and respect.
Big Powerball jackpot tonight. Your chances of winning are one in 135 million. The chances of you dying today a more one in 27,000.
So you are 5000 times more likely to die tonight than win Powerball. Good luck either way.
My lovely kelpie, Stella, has been panting for four weeks. We thought it was her heart. After exhaustive tests, it turns out it’s her lungs. It’s either cancer which is untreatable or an auto immune disease which is. Huge invasive tests tomorrow. Wish us luck x
It’s with great sadness I learned of the passing of the wonderful Ernie Carrol, creator of the iconic Ozzie Ostrich. What a magnificent performer and pioneer. Thankyou for the memories.
Walking round the lake I passed two woman going the opposite way. One said to me, “Not too appropriate”.
I said, “Pardon?”
The second said, “Nice job with the racist shirt”.
I chose not to engage further.
I’m an animal lover and have lots of animal T-shirts. Where’d I go wrong?
A magnificent but mysterious lady at Coles just found my wallet and handed it in. They called me and I cane down to get it. She wouldn’t take a reward or anything. She simply said she follows me on Facebook. Finally this shit pays off.
I thank her very much.
People are still good
My beautiful wife and daughter brought me some Easter cheer on Good Friday. Can you believe my missus kept her playboy bunny outfit all these years? Simply awesome family.
Telstra have made 90% of their staff work from home but they’re having internet problems at their houses. So they call themselves to complain but they’re engaged.
Business as usual.
Police confirmed a Richmond and a St. Kilda footballer both had their houses burgled last night.
The Richmond player lost 3 premiership medallions and a jumper signed by The Killers.
The St. Kilda player lost a toaster and kettle
This is a Tobacco Smoke Enema Kit from the 1750. It was used to put tobacco smoke into a patient's rectum to resuscitate drowning victims. Doubts about the credibility of this treatment led to the popular phrase "blowing smoke up your arse." This tool’s still used by governments.
Happy birthday Mum. This was one of the last pics of her out and about. We always had fun as I’m sure she is having now with Dad. She’d be proud of what she left behind, especially her amazing granddaughter.
Miss you every day. Raise a glass.
I’ve been copping a bit of hate online lately. It’s okay, I’m a big boy. To be able to upset me, I need to give you that power and I usually don’t.
But just to be clear, the only reason I’m here is to put a smile on your face. And that’s it.
Marty out.
I used to walk 30,000 steps a day. Lat two weeks I’m down to 30 steps a day. So I’ve got a bit of work to do to catch up when I get out which will hopefully be next Tuesday or Wednesday. Can’t wait.
$25 a kilo for low grade mince at the South Melbourne market!! Holy shit!! Thanks for the non-profiteering. Tony’s Meats. You won’t see me again when this is all over.
They don’t hire anyone at IKEA. The staff you see putting things on the shelves are just people who get lost there for a few years and eventually know where everything is.
It’s Restockholm syndrome.
Lying in bed, waiting for some pretty serious test results from my specialist. Pretty worried and I look up out the window and I see a rainbow. Maybe someone’s watching all this.
I picked up a hitch hiker last night. He seemed surprised that
I’d pick up a total stranger. He said to me, “Why would you do that? I could be a serial killer.”
I said, “Listen, the chances of two serial killers being in the one car is astronomical.”
It’s a brutally cold night in Melbourne. When you see a homeless person tomorrow, make eye contact, give them something, have a conversation with them and, most of all, show them some respect. They’re survivors.
The thing about Tayla from Tassie on MAFS is she’s spent her entire life relying on her looks. She’s a self righteous, soulless sociopath who doesn’t realise she’s a boring dominatrix. I pity Hugo. Yes I’m judging. (And if you don’t watch MAFS, just stay out of this. Noone cares)
My daughter was reading the “The Exorcist”. It scared the crap out of her. She couldn’t even finish it so last weekend she threw the book in the lake and said a prayer. So I went to the shop, bought another copy, ran it under the tap and put it in her desk draw. Parenting’s fun.