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14.01.2006Saturday 14 January – Clint’s Birthday Bash

Bronwen and I went shopping, returning the ridiculous cheese slicer that doesn’t slice cheese, and getting keys recut. The first cut, they didn’t even fit in the locks, let alone turn them. This time, one actually fits, and will turn the lock with difficulty. The other key still doesn’t fit in the lock, so I’m not overly impressed with these key cutters.
Bronwen and I made our way to the Good Knight Bar, to witness Clint’s twenty-first birthday spectacle, and eat some pancakes. A good night was had, ending up at the Casino, and I think everyone managed to survive.
Comment by Maz – Sunday 15 January 2006, 12:25 PM
  Maybe your cheese cutter that doesn't cut cheese would do a better job cutting keys?
Comment by Ned – Sunday 15 January 2006, 12:30 PM
  It couldn’t do much worse, although I don’t know whether the key cutter could cut cheese. How much cheese could a key cutter cut if a key cutter could cut cheese?
Comment by Mum – Monday 16 January 2006, 8:58 PM
  Happy 21st birthday Clint.
Comment by Clint – Tuesday 17 January 2006, 2:04 AM
  Thank you Mrs Martin.
  The story of the hair purpling is a bit of an epic - a lot like the Iliad really, except without all that dodgy homosexuality and with women's tennis and Tooheys Pils in there somewhere as well. Dunno about the whole Greece part either, although I think the tennis players were from Belgium which is sort of near there.
Comment by Ned – Tuesday 17 January 2006, 1:58 PM
  Clint has managed to survive, so far, but it is not known if the hair dye has managed to reach his brain, and if it can ever be removed if it has.
Comment by Mum – Tuesday 17 January 2006, 7:28 PM
  Purple haze!! (For all you youngsters, this is the title of a Jimi Hendrix song)
Comment by Clint – Wednesday 18 January 2006, 12:08 PM
  I prefer 'Purple Rain', that wonderful movie starring (and perhaps scripted by) Prince.
  How come I can't type out his symbol on my keyboard?
Comment by Mum – Saturday 28 January 2006, 7:28 PM
  Wills or Harry?

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