We are nearly at the end of our Glenorchy Christmas celebrations. The
final stragglers have almost all been rounded up. Recycling bins are
filled to the brim with cardboard boxes. One windy day between now and
Sunday, and Glenorchy will look like a city made of paper mache. Could
be an improvement. The Captain had to talk a few parents down
off the Bowen Bridge. Pushed to the brink by those little twisted cable
ties, and clear rubber bands, used to hold toys into their boxes.
Northgate and Big W were almost bursting at the seams today. Filled to
the brim with Boxing Day bargain hunters. Stocking up on cheap Blu-Rays
and discounted UFC gear. That little dude who works at Big W looked
flustered as parents took their over-hyped, ginger bread house-fueled
kids through his checkout isle. Ripping cheap toys from their boxes
before he had barely had a chance to ask if they wanted "a bag for
that?". The automatic check-out went ballistic. Constantly repeating
the phrase "item removed from the bagging area, please ask staff for
assistance". Bogans stocked up on cheap TV's, even though they only just
bought one with their baby bonus six months ago. The latest are 'Skype
enabled' apparently. That way they can Skype with their mothers, who
live next door, with out ever having to leave the couch. The Captain is
off to do a few more drive arounds in the Cap-Mobile. No time now to
relax. Tomorrow the Hobart to Glenorchy aluminum dinghy race kicks off.
The Captain will be firing up the outboards in the Cap-tamaran in no
time. Stay safe Glenorchy. The Captain trusts that you had a Merry
Christmas?
Captain Glenorchy - Over and Out.
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