Oh Aunty ...

[blamebrampton]

The ABC's coverage of the cricket:
We made it through the drinks break, but not so far as lunch.

Ten-year-old lad: I still have hopes that we can bounce back in time for Sydney and do something there ... but Ricky Ponting's got to go.

(I was all touched by his faith at the start, then fell about laughing at his Firm Message to the Selectors.)

And Mr Brammers has spent the morning playing computer games and pretending to speak Esperanto whenever I say 'cricket'.

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[(Anonymous)]

Ran into the Barmy Army at Southgate, Melbourne tonight - oh Lords, they were loud. We fled to another Southgate venue that was hosting the Aussie cricketers, along with the wives (I refuse to call them 'WAGS') and about a dozen young children. Surprisingly, none of them looked that upset.

Cheers, Charlotte

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Extra day off!

(And I suspect they're realists.)

And yes, I am afraid that loudness is exactly the attribute one associates with the Barmy Army, alas!

[(Anonymous)]

There's just something odd about a bunch of Poms taking over an Irish pub in Australia. Apparently they've been singing up a storm at PJ O'Brien's every night since Boxing Day.

C

PS: And the BA had their Xmas lunch at the Crown casino complex, in the function room next to the Aussie players ... reckon they somehow nobbled our boys.