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Jimbo said:
Quigs said:Poor old Quigs here, with bugger all postings.....
Being an old Sharks man, born and raised in the shire, following since day 1 at the sports ground. I was but 12 when the Sharks kicked the first ball in first grade. It was part of our growing up as a shire. Sort of Keys to the city thingy. Our big brothers didn't like it when our balls dropped and have never accepted that their little brothers were growing old.
But Ive learnt the art of patience.
Ive learnt that what goes around will finally come around. Hope I live long enough. But hey that is a different story.
When I grew up in the shire we had a bridge designed by some smart arse that had three lanes. Did they name it after him or did they mispronounce the car ferry that carried vehicles from Sans Souci to Taren Point. We used to call it a big punt. I digress sorry.
Anyhow the wise men built another bridge and whalluh, there was no more big punt.
But now I realize that ourbig brothers now have to make that crossing of the bridges along with all their juniors, sorry, I forgot they had a problem with breeding and repopulating. Well they now have to cross those bridges to get to where friendly councils have provided new grounds for them.
The younger and sillier sibling went and bought his own house.
I'll just put my feet up and rest till the big day comes near.... always live in hope I say, but at least my village is still represented by its warriors.
My poor southern cousins are soon to be over run we all know it. And yes if we had listened to all the wise men, like the ones that built three lane bridges then we to could of been destined to history.
Merry X to all
Quigs
any one that beats manly is alright by me
Quigs said:Poor old Quigs here, with bugger all postings.....
Being an old Sharks man, born and raised in the shire, following since day 1 at the sports ground. I was but 12 when the Sharks kicked the first ball in first grade. It was part of our growing up as a shire. Sort of Keys to the city thingy. Our big brothers didn't like it when our balls dropped and have never accepted that their little brothers were growing old.
But Ive learnt the art of patience.
Ive learnt that what goes around will finally come around. Hope I live long enough. But hey that is a different story.
When I grew up in the shire we had a bridge designed by some smart arse that had three lanes. Did they name it after him or did they mispronounce the car ferry that carried vehicles from Sans Souci to Taren Point. We used to call it a big punt. I digress sorry.
Anyhow the wise men built another bridge and whalluh, there was no more big punt.
But now I realize that ourbig brothers now have to make that crossing of the bridges along with all their juniors, sorry, I forgot they had a problem with breeding and repopulating. Well they now have to cross those bridges to get to where friendly councils have provided new grounds for them.
The younger and sillier sibling went and bought his own house.
I'll just put my feet up and rest till the big day comes near.... always live in hope I say, but at least my village is still represented by its warriors.
My poor southern cousins are soon to be over run we all know it. And yes if we had listened to all the wise men, like the ones that built three lane bridges then we to could of been destined to history.
Merry X to all
Quigs
any one that beats manly is alright by me
Dragon said:Quigs said:Poor old Quigs here, with bugger all postings.....
Being an old Sharks man, born and raised in the shire, following since day 1 at the sports ground. I was but 12 when the Sharks kicked the first ball in first grade. It was part of our growing up as a shire. Sort of Keys to the city thingy. Our big brothers didn't like it when our balls dropped and have never accepted that their little brothers were growing old.
But Ive learnt the art of patience.
Ive learnt that what goes around will finally come around. Hope I live long enough. But hey that is a different story.
When I grew up in the shire we had a bridge designed by some smart arse that had three lanes. Did they name it after him or did they mispronounce the car ferry that carried vehicles from Sans Souci to Taren Point. We used to call it a big punt. I digress sorry.
Anyhow the wise men built another bridge and whalluh, there was no more big punt.
But now I realize that ourbig brothers now have to make that crossing of the bridges along with all their juniors, sorry, I forgot they had a problem with breeding and repopulating. Well they now have to cross those bridges to get to where friendly councils have provided new grounds for them.
The younger and sillier sibling went and bought his own house.
I'll just put my feet up and rest till the big day comes near.... always live in hope I say, but at least my village is still represented by its warriors.
My poor southern cousins are soon to be over run we all know it. And yes if we had listened to all the wise men, like the ones that built three lane bridges then we to could of been destined to history.
Merry X to all
Quigs
any one that beats manly is alright by me
