Admiral Puff

looking for an android

it's bring your own

Too much is never enough ...

whatever the management decrees

No different here. I moved to Orange (about 250 km north-west of Sydney) a bit over six years ago. I recently had a real estate agent ring me promising to get me DOUBLE (!!) what I paid for my place when I bought it. Even allowing for the puffery that inevitably goes with the real estate game, that's not a bad return over that period. I declined because (a) I'm more than happy where I am, to the point where the only way I'll move out is when I'm nailed up in a box, and (b) if I did move, I'd only have to buy back into what is clearly a seller's market, and any gain would vanish into the purcha

cannot be repeated here

on town hall clock

to attract the fish

as well as albatross

gasping painfully for breath

beside the beer cans

Yet another example of more money than sense - both to buy something like that and to deck it out thusly!

where dissatisfaction is guaranteed

or on the shelves

that doesn't have cheddar

Easy solution: record the racket, then play it back to him at max volume - at about 2.00 am. Shouldn't take long for the message to get through!

despair; there's no hope

Let me be the first - I'd prefer it in 1:72 ...

but I'm making souffle

Just finished rereading John Wyndham's The Kraken Wakes for the third or fourth time. The style is a bit dated (it is more than 60 years since the book first came out, after all) but still a great yarn. I've now started The Hail Mary Project by Andy Weir. Not far in yet, but looks to be every bit as good as The Martian, which was a cracker!

stir well, simmer gently

or other herbal remedies

Australian-built Tigers had plywood covering on the wing leading edges, top and bottom, on upper and lower wings, extending back to the front of the spar.

it's doomed, I tell'ee

like - no beer left