The caretaker at the "Green Lake Reserve" just out Ararat is a lovely old bloke who wouldn't hurt a fly. He is now the world's bravest octogenarian. When I arrived at the park there were some hoons racing about the place in their cars. The old fellow pulled up and said he would collect my money in the morning as he needed to catch the hoons before they killed someone.

He showed up next morning and told me how he had confronted the hoons and that 6 callow youths, obviously high on drugs had surrounded him. One of them grabbed him around the neck and threw him across the bonnet of his car and told him to "fuckin leave us alone", then they bravely ran away. He had the presence of mind to write down the registration numbers of their two cars. They had wrecked his day he reckoned, as he now had to go to the Police Station and give a statement as to what happened, a process he wasn't looking forward to.

I am sure that you would agree with that these bastards have now made themselves candidates for castration. Lets hope that some magistrate will make an example of them, by throwing the book at them.

The headline was going to be "Don't drink from the dog's water dish" that I overheard a mother screaming to her 3 year old daughter. She followed it up with "the dog has been sick in it". Presumably if the dog hadn't been sick in it, drinking the water would have been fine.

Played in the competition at Horsham Golf Club on Wednesday, it was a stroke event and I had a semi respectable net 79. The course was badly burnt by bushfires several years ago and is still recovering, but even so it is an awesome course, do your self a favour and have a game there.