Australia Day

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s time to wake up, Gaz!”
And it was time to wake up, there wasn’t a moment to waste.
It was 11a.m. on Australia Day and the 100th best song of the year wouldn’t wait to play.
There were cold frothies in the fridge, warm special cheese on the bench, and frozen snags just waiting for some charcoal and sauce.
By the time Gaz had slunk out of bed and wriggled into a fresh beater and footy shorts, Margie had already filled the splash pool out the back and found triple J on the radio they’d purchased in the Boxing day sales.
“Hurry up Gaz!” She came in and pinched him on the bum while he brushed his teeth. “Baz and Bec’ll be here in a sec.”
“I’m ready, babe.” He turned to her grinning and took the tinny she held out to him. “Happy bloody Ozzie day, sweet cheeks.”
Margie giggled coz she really liked that nickname.
Ding Dong!
Barry and Bec’ were right on time, which wasn’t too hard coz they lived next door.
And it was a beautiful day. Baz was wearing a lot of zinc coz he’d already had to have one lump chopped out of his nose. He had a carton tucked under each arm and when Garry saw them he was pretty excited.
“Naw, Baz- is that what I think it is?”
“Dunno what you’re thinking B2 but if you’re thinking a Barry Special home brew you’re damn right mate! Got an opener? Let’s get these babies on ice, I wanna show you something new I’ve been trying- long fermentation they call it. This is my maiden brewing, this stuff has been sitting there since Christmas Eve, oh yes.”
And the boys hurried down to load Baz’s brews in the eski by the barbie.
Margie bustled about getting the potato salad together while Bec cut up the onions ready for barbecuing.
“So, d’ya hear about the big reveal of the number 1 song already?” Margie asked.
“Yeah, I read about it online- what a bloody shame. Don’t mention it in front of Gaz, he’s mad as a cut snake- keeps going on about the poison of the internet. Everything needs to slow down he reckons. He’d be happy with the transistor and the daily paper. Old fart.”
“I don’t suppose he complains when your ebay store payments come through though does he?”
And the two ladies laughed at how silly men can be.

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