Adelaide seems to be a little hub of activity at the moment. A culmination of events which have overrun the small city, bursting to breaking point. There's the start of the Fringe festival, now in full swing but with massive numbers converging on the city for the arts festival. I myself am looking forward to seeing Dylan Moran (from Black Books, How Do You Want Me) next week, counting off the days with manic obsession.
There's also the Fire and Police Games, something I'd never heard about. Imagine all the other kinds of games they must have about the place. And what events must they have at these games? Crowd control, random breath testing, fire hose rodeo... Could get worse but I'm not going to. :)
Traffic is pretty ordinary. I was 20 minutes late in the bus this morning and thought it was pretty exciting when the bus driver basically did a handbrake turn to change from driving (or shunting really) down South Road onto Goodwood Road. It was like the X-Lotto ad. I thought we were going to end up in Macclesfield or go strawberry picking or something.
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bugger, bugger, poo, darn. I can't believe I'm missing Dylan Moran!! That hurts almost as much as missing Elbow. Can you please tape record it for me? Or better still, wrap him up in your new tent and post him to me so I can have some wry, cutting remarks made to me everyday? I promise I'll provide red wine and a wrapt audience. xxx ynys
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