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(Sent in by a friend)

An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his
tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard.

His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man
wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.

Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won’t be able to plant
my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a
garden plot.

I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be
happy to dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Don’t dig up that garden. That’s where I buried the bodies.
Love, Vinnie

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up
the entire area without finding any bodies.

They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man
received another letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the
circumstances.
Love you, Vinnie

Found somewhere in my travels in Second Life.

Plans steaming ahead - Council seeks to restore engine - Local - General - Narromine News

An article about an old Steam Engine that my family once had some involvement with. From my sources I think my family members had donated it to the council at some point.

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It’s a very weird looking cat….

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Bloody Possums!

(sent in by Phillipa)

After the last drama of my friend losing his car off a cliff - He tried to invest in a Toyota Hilux but due to circumstances the local car dealer said no. So what does he end up with? Another Yaris!

So we decided to break it in by doing another Sunday drive but to avoid a repeat of history we chose to go to somewhere other than Bulls Head where he lost the last one.

So we head to Wee Jasper instead!

According to my friend the road there was supposed to be all sealed.

In which it was to a small degree. But the majority of the roads were dirt! We eventually got to the Wee Jasper Picnic and Campsite area with a warm welcome.

Had some lunch and enjoyed the fresh air.

According to the map we thought heading along further to Tumut was going to be smoother, but the roads were much the same - rough and dusty!

On the bright side we got to see a lot of good scenery.

The cars got a bit dirty - this time it’s dust instead of mud.

When we finally got to Tumut we saw how some country town businesses try to attract the city folk.

And to top it off - like the first Sunday drive I took some video footage of the experience. The crazy voices you hear are another friend and I saying random stuff into the 2-way walkie talkies to our friend in the Yaris. Half the day’s entertainment was moo-ing like cows through the walkie talkies throughout the day.

These fluffies decided a play fight was more important than making the bed…

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