[Kharon]

Relax – all’s well.

In a world of chaos it’s so good to know that some stick with the old ways and keep a journal, for posterity.  I can see my grand kids children drooling over passages from the ‘ministerial’ memoires.  Harry Potter, eat your heart out. 

Dear Diary.

I had to pinch myself today, just to make sure I really, truly was awake – I was.  Oh, what a lovely job this is.  I’m so pleased that I spent all those hours in front of Mums big mirror, practicing my ‘photo-op’ stance, I’ve got so many happy memories from just today, all the hours of sweat were worth it.  

Today I had a slap up breakfast with some fans before launching into a giddy, busy round of bridges, blondes, beer, blackspots and bridges, before more pictures of ‘me’ and some friends down by the Murray river.  The blonde was a highlight, there is something erotic about statues and I took many pictures from many different angles so I may study them tonight after lights out, just me and my torch.

I like the photo of me at a so called accident blackspot; the stance worked well although one of those big, nasty, dirty, truck things flew by and ruffled my hair do which took a minute to sort out, the photographer was so upset.  The trials and tribulations of my job, honestly, hairstylist and photographer both upset on the same day.  (Note to self) must work harder not to upset the people that really matter.

But, I think I’ve found an earner, a real one.  The pitiful salary I get does not cover much more than the essentials, so I need to find ways to make extra pocket money – Bridges, the buying, selling and trading of.  I found some mug today who paid me a case of beer (home brew) for the idea of a bridge – let alone a promise of one – so there are some really good bridges in Australia, I should be able to sell at least one of those.  Maybe I’ll start with that big one in Sydney, what’s it called?  Anyway that one, I know a fellah who’d be interested in that.

Ah well, it’s all been such a hoot and so pleasant.  The only bad bit was my daily (mandatory) call to the office, a whole three minutes wasted.  My crack team and departmental advisors are dealing with some minor irritations, but assure me that all is well.  Roads and rail in perfect running order, boats and planes ticking over in their usual  manner, as per usual and they have solved the congestion problem by keeping large numbers of trucks off the road.

I do hope Malcolm can keep his job, that means I can keep mine, another few years of this would be wonderful.  Well dear diary, I must close, got some really interesting tweets to knock out, before studying ‘the’ blonde; after all, if it was good enough for that Kennedy bloke.......

PS.  Someone mentioned I had the look of a Kennedy when I adopt ‘the stance’.  Memo – Check with hair stylist, see if we can’t enhance that image.

 P2 could you manage some graffiti for this; it's worth a picture or two. Booze, blondes, bridges, black-spots and back slapping – any of that sort will do very nicely.  Cheers.

Toot toot.