Sorry things have been a bit quiet around here lately. I won’t bore you with the details, but things have been bloody hectic for the wife and I lately, and they’re only going to get more pandemonic (it’s a word now, if I say so). We decided to run away for a week and went off to a little cabin, 12km down a dirt track in the middle of nowhere. Just me, Halinka and Penry the dog. Bloody marvellous.

Anyway, that’s why I haven’t been posting much. I did see this that I thought I’d share with you. We stayed near Bega, which is a town famous for its cheese. The cheese is even called Bega and there’s a cheese museum there. Rather cheese obsessed really, the whole place, but there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m a big fan of cheese. How many times can I write cheese in a single paragraph? I was pretty impressed when I saw this:


Now, I know that’s supposed to be read as Bega-Cheese Training Centre (as in the training centre for the Bega cheese company). But I just can’t help reading it as Bega Cheese-Training Centre. I can imagine cheese in gym shorts and t-shirts, doing all kinds of exercises, getting in shape for the Cheese Olympics or something.

Like I said, I was on holiday.

Normal service will resume shortly.