A local race tipping syndicate had their first get-together in a while the other week now that restrictions have been lifted.
From all reports it was the younger brigade that showed their soft side and headed home early, with the older blokes having a crack.
Although some of the older blokes did commit to the cause, they paid the price, with a bit of skin off here and there and a sore head or seven.
Apparently there is still some money left which will be best used for tipping, rather than a social event.
Kerang Bowling Club recently held their AGM and Damian Murray has been elected as the president. I’m sure that the popular Buddha will do an excellent job.
Joe from the club has been talking to Buddha and he is feeling much better after a bit of a tough time.
We are all behind you, Buddha.
Vice president is Ross Frantz and Secretary is Kevin Teasdale.
Chookeyes, Tommy Prendergast, Kneebone, Chook McCluskey and Dave Mooney headed off to Pooncarie last week for a bit of a fishing trip.
Back in the day, these blokes would have taken a trailer full of refreshments while still making sure they get in eight hours of fishing each day.
They have all mellowed, but the fishing is still very, very hot, and most likely competitive.
Hope you have a great time, fellas.
Former Lakes gun footballer and gun shearer Dennis Carmichael was spotted in town last week (and gun bloke so former teammate Lloydy Murray said). Dennis looks like he’s doing pretty well.
So, yes, it was Lloyd that I was speaking too, and all he wanted to do was give cheek to Maurie Credlin as he innocently walked past. Lloyd was parked in the passenger seat, waiting for the learner driver he was teaching to finish some errands.
Maurie was saying how he was a pall-bearer for former Kerang gent Kevin Murphy in Lorne last week. Quite a few other locals attended the funeral of the former Kerang Post Master, executive member of Kerang Football Club and a cricketer with the footballers team.
Milton Patsiouras was out the front of the Classic Fish Shop last week giving it a bit of a spruce up.
Milton and mum Barb have been at the Classic for many years.
Not too sure whether Barb or Milton make the best souvlaki, and if you bring in Georgina from the Memo’s next door into the argument, then the only way to tell would be to eat three in one sitting.
Old mate Kenny Grylls is still getting around the street although he has lost a yard or two. He takes along a walker now for a bit of extra pace.
As mentioned earlier about the betting syndicate, it’s not that no-one knows who is to blame, but rather that no-one really knows what happened, so it seems it’s all been swept under the carpet. Brilliant.
Had to mention footy at least once – Digger is still heaps ahead in one local tipping comp. A third of the way in and he’s about five ahead. He’ll be tough to catch now.
