Mike Hancock’s birthday surprise trip to Australia has left him loving Kalgoorlie Boulder but not so sure about our little friends!
He wrote us a poem that we would like to share with you…
I Love Australia
I’ve just come back from Australia
(it was a sort of a birthday surprise)
Where the beer is as cold as a polar bear’s bum –
And of course the bloody flies!
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love it there –
Like Christmas and mum’s mince pies.
But there’s a couple of things that pee me off –
Especially the bloody flies!
Why is the booze so bloody dear?
Why is it such a big size?
Why is it sometimes so bloody hot –
And why are there so many flies?
The Ozzies need a competition,
With a really stonking prize,
Awarded to the bloody genius
Who eradicates all of the flies!
They cover your face, your ears and nose –
Your tee shirt, your shorts and your eyes.
You’d have to say that it would be paradise –
Apart from the bloody flies!
So if you’re headed down under mate,
Here’s a word to the wise:
Be prepared to suffer the annoyance
Of the millions of bloody flies!
That’s my rant – it’s over now –
Ignore my many cries,
I love the place – I’ll be back again soon –
Despite the bloody flies!!