You will probably recognise the handsome devil on the right, but can you guess the cutie pie one the left?
I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...
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But that blouse looks a bit girly.
I know it is natural to look like your mum or dad but whoa - when you see it like this - it's kinda spooky, right?
Looks like Ezra is holding some kind of "bum" toy.
(gee, i bet you're glad i left a comment)
Sue, you should know better.
Julie, I consider that a slight on my character.
FF, it was the 1970s man, all flower children and that. Maybe I was just metrosexual before it was all trendy like.