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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Bacon saves my bacon

Mike Geno
Yesterday it suddenly became apparent that I was in deep, deep doo.

Okay, for the record, I'm on holidays. You don't look at dates when you're on holidays. Come on people, give me this one.

Fortunately, there was bacon in the fridge. SAVED! Add some toast, an omelette, tomato and mushroom and my marriage was set to remain on solid rock. Is there anything bacon can't do?

Not that I had a present to give Tracey today. Not that we ever do exchange gifts on Valentine's Day. Don't feel we need to. We exchange I Love You's and kisses and talk about how lucky we are instead.

Unlike my mum. She likes to give dad a carton of beer at lunch. She's never said so, but I have the impression she's hoping he's drunk half of it by bedtime. For some reason. I don't want to know.

Hope you've all had a wonderful Valentine's Day, and were spoiled rotten by your better halves.

And with luck you'll all be makin' bacon tonight ;)












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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.

 

His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


 

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