Lake Bolac: The Home of Bob the Bunyip

I think we had a very wild party last night judging by the disarray the place was in this morning. I remember snippets: Daphne doing the one-legged moonwalk in her undies; Farouk toasting Arnold Schwarzenegger's contributions to ferretdom with some foul smelling concoction he said his mother had sent from 'the old country'; and, not to be outdone, Paris, having returned late from preliminaries with 'the boys', passing around some powder blue 'vitamin pills' (not!).

And the pyrotechnics! I remember them - simply marvellous! Loose Change who played at the Eel Skinners and Duck Pluckers Ball a few weeks ago were back as well. Councillor McKenzie and others responsible are to be highly commended for the entertainments as well as the tasteful festoon lighting decorations in the high street.

Now it's back to the clean-up. Daphne will need her clothes, and other bits and pieces have to be returned to their owners or sensibly disposed of to preserve our pristine environment. I've already found one odd sock that is going to be a problem unless it's Daphne's. Anyhow, with the marvels of the Internet, I might be able to find a match at Lonely Socks.