Max, responding valiantly to a cri de coeur from Jazz, said: When I was 10, I got knocked down by two cyclists while crossing a road. This happened on Guy Fawke's day, just 17 days before my eleventh birthday. When asked, I gave the nurse my DOB, but she entered the current year, instead of the year of birth. While lying on the exam room table, I heard the attending doctor remark - "well, it seems we have a ten-year old foetus in here today."

Well, it's understandable if you were born in the Hawkes Bay region. There's so much wine drunk up that way that everything is well-pickled. I wouldn't be surprised if even the corpses from the district's graveyards fronted the bar in the local pubs ...

And it must take some really special talent to get knocked down by two cyclists. My congratulations!


The idiot also known as Capfka ...