Rodney’s diary is full of stuff. If it weren’t written in his diary he’d forget to do it. He cleans old ladies’ gutters, fixes mates’ cars, maintains the local bowling club, mows the lawn around the visitors’ centre... he’s a typical retiree - very busy. There’s one thing Rodney never has to write in his … Continue reading The Dog-Walkers
“Look at those mountains Joey. What do you think they’re made of?” “I dunno.” “See how dark they are? What else do you know that’s dark like that?” “Chocolate!” “Good guess Joey. But they aren’t made of chocolate. Any other guesses?” “Poo!” Jenny stifled a laugh. “Another good guess, but they’re made of rock. You … Continue reading Jenny and Joey
“Hey! Ever seen a floating rock?” Said the dad to his twenty-three year old daughter. He thought they’d got all the heavy, emotional talk out of the way and he was trying to ease the tension. He wrung his hands nervously, sensing that it wasn’t the time for a dad-joke. Her eyes narrowed. Perhaps he’d … Continue reading The Moon
Down in the town there are twenty people eating and twenty-one people pooping. There's a guy blowing his nose and there's a couple making babies. Two-hundred people are watching TV - along with fifteen cats sitting on laps - and one man is fixing his motorcycle. There's one man down there who's very comfortable - … Continue reading Down in the Town
Tandi Tales 