Daz and I decided to go out last night. Have a few drinks, something to eat.
So we went out the front way and said hello to some of the cats we don't own but feed anyway. We have an agreement with the neighbour to feed her cat Casey, in the middle, but Charlie and Vinnie heard about it and figured they'd get in on the action as well.
Then we decided we'd go and have a drink at our local pub and decide where we wanted to eat. Like any country town in Australia we have plenty of pubs. You won't die of thirst walking from one side of town to the other. For a population of between 15 and 20 thousand we have nine pubs. Then we have the RSL Club, the bowling club, the golf club and the rugby club.
This is our street – not much goes on, and that is the pub we go to, down the end on the right side on the corner with the red roof. It shits me how the council cut that tree around the power lines, I'm sure they could have done a nicer job.
We sat out the front. On the footpath basically. You can check out everyone walking and driving past that way. You're just about sitting on the road.
We decided on Thai at the RSL Club. You don't have to travel far in Australia to fall over an RSL Club either. Returned and Services League of Australia. The RSL was set up to support war veterans and their families. Their clubs are a good place to go to get cheap drinks and a cheap feed. You can go to the raffle on Friday nights and win a meat tray or two and play the pokies if you want.
We don't usually play the pokies because I get bored facing the wall pushing buttons. But we had $6 left and decided to blow it on the pokies. And we won $30. Which was lucky because we'd forgotten we were supposed to buy Lizzies dinner on the way home.
High rollers here, we didn't win the $20.81 up for grabs. Daz said it was like Vegas. Which he's obviously never been to.
But we were able to afford another drink and watch the band for a while. They were pretty good and its a pity they were playing to an empty auditorium. There were less than twenty people there, but they thrashed out some Pearl Jam and Wolfmother with I Would Walk 500 Miles thrown in. Nothing changes in those RSL auditoriums. Still as basic as ever.
But they had a disco ball. Which didn't really suit the bands style but I'd say its just there all the time. They are having an Eagles tribute band on soon and I guess they'll have the disco ball as well.
And then we were out of money again and it was time to go pick up Lizzie from work. Here I am sitting outside Subway. Looking a bit vacant. Past my bedtime. I remind myself of someone here but I don't know who.
So it was home through the back way. Which is always a bit creepy. Plenty of spiders as well. If you drive up the street behind our house you'll end up in our garage. It's like the bat cave.