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Originally Posted by Kokatha man
Yes - 'tis a wee bits warm boys: one ting down here's at da beach those dang Willunga 'scarpments aint sendin' down hunnert kilometre winds at da mo coz it aint coolin' down in da night-times - obbin's bin good till that dang fire 'n smokes set ins.
Still, great work dose boys an gals did wif da fires, an now da smoke's startin to discappears. ('cept for da waxin' moon nows - scheisenn, I'sa soundin likes dem unhappies cockies!)
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Wells, I checked me post an don't reckons I woz too whingies; even pulled meself up at t'end; but I wonts t'say summin to youse (mainly younger) fellas a-puffin yer machismos ups in dem places youse tinks are hots, buts nowadays youse rilly hafs lotsa conseshuns - wedda it be's jist eskies, ors inshulayshuns, ors hair condishunners an udder tings likes werkin regulayshuns; an mosts of youse mos' problies in y'early 40's, at mostest: I'sa werked ats Millers Creek and out on da old Ghan lines, an ats Ooldea, Immarna's, Tarcoola's (which it'aint) Maree's an plenty o' udder hotboxes where's dere woz no shades or nuttin; and youse outin da suns alldays wif nuffin buts dat ol canvass waterbags, fixin dem bores or rails or fensus etc.
It's not jist as yer gits abits longa in da tooths wif da heat tolerances, buts ya jist can't compares da clear heats, or even dusties heats, of da bush, t' da heat 'n stinks o' da bitumens an' cars an concretes in da cities. (an peeples) So's, Ima reminissin anda xaggeratin, jist like sum o' youse young bucks!
