Truth! Truth! Everybody keeps hollerin' about the truth. Well, the truth is as dirty as lies.

Yeah, it's Theme Thursday again, and again I'm a bit stuck for words. The picture, no problem. I took this photograph last week as I came into work featuring 10 Murray (which is very much solidifying its presence in my heart), Henry's mate the moon, and some tasty looking clouds. I like the picture a lot, and it features today's theme, ROOF.

But what more is there to say about it?

"A roof is the covering on the uppermost part of a building."

Thrilling stuff.

I will tell you the three things that came to mind when I thought about roofs today (and I'm not promising it to be interesting or funny):

1) I know a bloke who, on his eighteenth birthday - and in a drunken state, (of course) - was taken up to the roof of the local scout hall, bound to a plastic lawn chair with packing tape, and then tossed off in celebration to the delight of a cheering throng.

It went down in local folklore as "a top night".

2) When I was a kid, if you took the television or radio up onto our roof you could pick up Melbourne television stations.

3) The shingles on Australia's most famous roof - the Sydney Opera House - look tacky and dirty in person, surely disappointing the impartial visitor.

God that was dull.