Gotta love Harry Enfield - what a guy!!!

Paolo off to sign Dazmans Poster.

A post to remind the D-Man...

Jono and I headed out on our usual run up to the Kinglake bakery. I’d packed my $4.80 in correct change, ready to hand over in exchange for the usual latte and jam donut. Expecting a big smile and thank you from the lady behind the counter I realised that you don’t only get broken bones from descending on the wrong side of the road. Instead you can also get a shattered cheek bone from angry residents who need a bit more time to get over the disaster. How do I explain this? Was it inexperience? I think I can rule that out... Was it a badly programmed GPS? I doubt it – I never get this sort of stuff wrong. Maybe it was because I am the biggest TOSSER on the road and bushfire or not I just deserved to get smashed........