Steve found the Baskin Robbins store last night. Poo Poo Head was also pretty happy with Steve’s discovery. (As was obviously Barb to)
This lucky old fellow was fortunate enough to find a vacant seat all to himself that he could use to relax and read his book. ( the tape engulfing him reads “CAUTION WET PAINT”) Maybe the book is Martha Gardnener’s, How to Remove Paint From Your Pants; or maybe he’s stuck and just reading until he’s rescued.
Poo Poo Head is blessed wherever he goes, and once again found a digger to watch
Rougher day on the beach at Surfers Paradise today.
Ross went for a run and cooled off in the surf at Cavill Ave this morning. The undertow was so strong Ross had trouble standing up in knee deep water.
Headed down to Coolangatta and the Tsunami Sushi Train. A combination of tasty food delivered to your seat from a train that constantly travels around in front of you was a mind bending delight for Poo Poo Head … “the lover of all things with wheels”
Onward to Rainbow Beach and Snapper Rocks for the surf. The surf was good and the swell large. One idiot had a brain storm and decided it was a good idea to take his two young boys to the end of the rocks where he swells were crashing over. They were predictably engulfed in a wave which knocked one of the boys down onto the rocks, all ending in tears …
We didnt know what this was just around the corner to the swimming beach. Although it probably isnt anything nasty, it certainly questions to excitement of going for a dip
The mass of surfers in the water was incredible and chaotic. That chaos has obviously been responsible for the erection of the “Surfers Code” sign in the carpark. Among other tips, the sign highlights the need to “ … Take off with commitment and paddle hard” ie Pussy sissy boy surfers need not apply, just stay in the carpark.
Poo Poo Head will possibly be horrified when he gets older and discovers his mum used to strip him naked in public … or he could just be more like his dad and not care less.
An hour in Time Zone was just what Poo Poo Head needed to prepare for his pepperoni pizza for dinner
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The custom bike had a $110,000 price tag. Humorously there was a massive chain and huge chunky lock around the entrance doors $5.00 handles. The enormous weight of the chain and lock hanging off the flimsy handles would have help any would be thief to remove the entire handle from the door.
A little bit a ‘Photo Art’
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