......present for Auntie Geraldine, known over here as the nutcracker.
And so, NES readers, we get a view of a typical week in the life of a West Australian.
Not something us people from the East, and of course islanders would like to contemplate.
bull went back out in the prawn trawler where he knew he could earn the price of a new Mustang+ in metallic bronze every trip, Cappy pulled out his old Quicksilver 103, hosed the chook crap off the wings and did a few laps before the Bluehead seized, and Turbo went back to do an inspection on the original cat farm, and found it in good order.
At their weekly meeting where they discussed their various endeavours Cappy pointed to his Quicksilver and the gaping holes in the wing and said he couldn't buy fabric anywhere.
Turbo suggested making it from the waste products of their various businesses, but nothing fitted.
Cappy remembered using tissue paper and dope on his control line planes and he'd never had a wing fail (of course they all crashed before they were a few hours old, but no one wanted to point that out.
So they decided to make paper, building a low concrete bath, water supply, loading it with wheat stalks and locking a cow in there to constantly trample the stalks into mulch, like the old Scottish and English Vat men used to do. The water was drained the cow shooed out and they took out the first sheet of paper to dry. It was coloured khaki, but that wasn't...........................