The big exposé.

 Peter was up early, dressed (t-shirt and shorts) and showered. He checked the injury he had got when he stood, in bare feet, on the sharper side of a pool cue last night. 

"Ah well, it's not as bad as the arm or the hip." he thought.

Peter was up early because he had work to do today. He had experienced a tour of Wellington by Richard (of RBB) quite a while back and now, every time Richard took him anywhere in his car, he considered it a tour. Peter thought that he could turn his fantasies about what happened on his last trip to Wellington into a thrilling and, at times, comic blog post.

The blog community waited with bated breath.

Or did they? Robert was already at work and Richard was planning some heavy violin practice. Who did that really leave in an enthusiastic reading crowd waiting to be impressed and humoured.

NO ONE.

Peter in his long hair days.

Ah well, at least when he's blogging he's not upsetting people on his neighbourhood chat thing.

Did he make it?

 

This is an Air New Zealand plane
leaving Wellington Airport.

Was Peter on one of these this morning?

If he was, he'll be back up north now. If he wasn't, he could be anywhere.

Maybe he missed the plane but caught a train?

The old fellow likes trains. 

It's a long ride by train to Whangarei. That's if trains even go there. Maybe he'll have to travel some of the distance by horse? 

He'll be wearing a t-shirt.
That's for damn sure.

The old boy is travelling light. These days the only clothes he owns (and wears) are short trousers, t-shirts, socks and shoes. I don't know if he still uses handkerchiefs.

I guess that we'll know that he's home when he writes a post.

He has promised that he'll tell the real story of Richard's Bass Bag's Tours. Remember that this is an old man who couldn't even remember that he was supposed to be in Tory St. at 1pm and not at a railway station miles away.

I guess that we'll just have to wait and see if he posts. He can only post from home.

Time will tell.

Tempo al tempo.

Peter, Peter, where are you?

 Unless he misses his flight, he'll be home tomorrow and wearing his usual outfit - shorts, a t-shirt, a hat, shoes and socks.

One of his first tasks, on returning home, will be to write a blog post about our [Richard (of RBB) & Peter's] afternoon together in Wellington.

I'm going to get in first and tell you the truth.

I rang Peter a little while back and we agreed to meet at a particular place in Tory St., Wellington. I told him I'd be there before 1pm.

I got up early and headed to Upper Hutt to do my morning teaching job. Then I dropped my violin off at home and headed towards Wellington. I normally park near Cuba St., but I decided to try for a park in Tory St., as that would save me a long walk. I was very lucky because I found a park right near our agreed meeting place. I put in lots of money so that I could park there a long time - we planned to go somewhere for lunch. I phoned Peter to tell him that I had arrived.

"I'm at Waterloo station waiting for a train. I love riding on trains." he told me.

[Waterloo station is near the city of Lower Hutt - quite a long way from Tory Street or from Wellington, for that matter.]

It had been a hot ride into Wellington, and I certainly didn't need more time weaving through busy traffic, but I agreed to pick him up from Wellington station. It took me a while, but I finally found a park near the station. It appears that the old chap had totally forgotten all about our telephone conversation. I guess that's old age for you. I feel lucky that I'm an awful lot younger.

After a while I spotted Peter walking through the station, but I decided to give him a bit of his own medicine. I stood out of sight and rang him on my mobile. I told him that I couldn't find him. As he stuttered and looked a bit panicked, I described to him what he was wearing. I could see him looking every which way, but this time the 3P boy had been outsmarted by a 3G boy!

I drove him out of the city, which he'd seen enough of, to Lyall Bay where we found an eating place.

To my surprise he ordered a Cleanskin chardonnay!

I ordered a nice Hawke's Bay chardonnay. We ate some cheesecake, which was very nice, and then I took him back to Tory St. We took the route around the bays.

It was actually special to see him, and I give him permission to write an inaccurate reply to this post, which I'm sure he will.

Sleep well TC, you have a very early morning ahead of you!

A joke for Robert and Peter.

 

Okay, I doubt that either of them will get it, so I'd better spill the beans.

WATCH THIS

Ciao tutti.

The Curmudgeon is on his way to Wellington.

 Here are some old Italian sayings to help him on his way...

1) Se obbedisci alle regole, ti perdi il divertimento.

2) Due cose sono infinite: l'universo e stupidità umana; ma riguardo l'universo ho ancora qualche dubbio!

3) Dove c'è fumo, c'è fuoco.

4) Tempo al tempo.

Ciao tutti.

Congratulations to our brilliant quiz winner - P.E.NIS!

 Congratulations Phillip Edward Nis for the perfect 10/10 score in today's quiz!

Phillip has certainly proven himself
to be 'a thinking kind of guy'!

We had three other entries and here are their results...

Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and recovering Cerevisaphile. 4/10

The The The Guy. 4/10

The Curmudgeon. 4/10

As you can see, Phillip was in a class of his own - 10G, where the 'G' stands for 'Genius' and the '10' stands for his perfect score!

If I were being blunt, I would say that P. E. Nis pissed in!

Stay tuned for our next quiz.

Ciao tutti.

The Sunday Morning Quiz.

 We at the bag have had a fantastic and original idea - why not have a Sunday quiz?

Who but Richard's Bass Bag* could ever come up with an idea like that?

Okay, this quiz is multichoice, so even our not so bright readers are in with a guessing chance! 

A fantastic first prize will be announced at a slightly later date.

So, without further ado, let's get started!

1) Where is Whangarei?

a) In the South Island of NZ. b) In Canada. c) Near Petone. d) Settentrionale di Auckland. e) None of these.

2) Who wrote 'All Blues'?

a) Miles Davis. b) Val Doonican. c) Mick Jagger. d) Wayne Shorter. e) None of these.

3) The chord Em7b5 is made up of which notes?

a) E  G  Bb  D.  b) E  F#  G  B.  c) B#  C  Eb  F.  d) E  G  Bb  Db.  e) None of these.

4) Sister Sicilia was known as what?

a) Sorella del sud. b) The Sicilian bitch. c) Nanny nun. d) None of the Es.  e) None of these.

5) What part of the word 'homeowner' reminds you of a cat?

a) The homeowner because he has a cat. b) His kindness to animals. c) The cat food in his kitchen. d) meow. e) None of these.

6) What was Beethoven's favourite fraction?

a) 3/4. b) Da, da, da, da. c) A fraction of the 2nd. violin section. d) Ludwig. e) None of these.

7) Who wrote 'The last straw'?

a) Richard (of RBB). b) Leonard Bernstein. c) Lee Child. d) Country Joe McDonald. e) None of these.

8) Where was Winston Peters born?

a) Moera. b) Pen Island. c) Wellington Zoo. d) In a tent. e) None of these.

9) Transubstantiation is a big word. I might have spelt it wrong. How do you spell it?

a) Transubstantiation. b) Trainsubstantiation. c) Transsubstantiation. d) it. e) None of these.

10) Name the best blogger.

a) The Curmudgeon's Agony Aunt. b) Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and recovering Cerevisaphile. c) The Wine Guy. d) The The The Guy. e) Richard (of RBB).

Okay, all you have to do is write a comment where you set out the ten question numbers and the letter for each answer you choose. You can only choose one answer for each question.

Good luck.

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