Rustle about the periphery brings in familiar faces and they relax from the step up. Easy up and ready to go again.
Tea over coffee with Merrick Watts and diplomacy tears it on with a snooze. Tea leaves float quietly around the chairs and there it is. Watching on with the car wreck screeching slowly by.
Grabbing content for a magazine and shepherding a new vision, Fifi Box bounces about ideas which fall and fly and hit about with random success. All about the presentation of the direction. Plausible? Yes. Questionably funny? What isn't?
Bob Franklin flies in with an air strike taking out the camp. Dry wit with a laconic attitude, a sly delivery with a chart plan covering laughs on bases.
Sliding in from the stage, Nish Selvadurai accepts an award and reels off thanks and humility in spades of knowing how to pick up one corner of the mouth. The other stays put.
Carving up the fake backyard for the group challenge, the four are all over the patch and lawn. Chopping here, paving there, a hill hoist in the mix and the carnage that breaksdown is all out a smart break into the end. Watts finds himself hanging on to Franklin's tail as they tie for the win.
Thursday, 16 August 2007 - 20:33
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