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Saturday, September 22, 2012

The Tip

My lack of night vision has again given Tracey a hearty laugh.

Tonight I was putting out the rubbish after dinner. The bin was so full and so heavy I didn't want to risk pulling the bag out so I carried, grunting and straining, the whole bin out to the wheelie bin.

Heaving the bin up to empty it, I heard a few things fall out.

'Bloody hell!' I thought to myself. I couldn't see a thing so I fumbled around the ground and picked up some papers and empty strawberry punnets and rockmelon skins and -

- an opened dirty nappy.

Tracey, who watched the whole thing from the kitchen window, was mightily amused. When you've got kids life has a shitty sense of humour, doesn't it?

Meanwhile I've decided tonight might be a good night to stop biting my nails.

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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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