What a lovely sunday - got chatting to this old dude who lives down the hall who had just finished a round of drinks/golf, and as it had just gone 8:00am we decided to spend the day on my first Australian picnic - this consists of half a pre-cooked chook each and a 6-pack of refreshing ales, consumed down by the lake on the edge of town. In fact this is actually common practise for the homeless and down at heel around the world as I soon come to realise as my colleague blurts out comments to passers-by and tries to offer bread for duck-feeding to children.

Pretty pissed by 1:30, wander home and have a long old kip then get up and watch "Australia's Biggest Loser" a show where fat folk are forced by nazis to lose weight and (without hint of irony) compete to become the week's "Biggest Loser"

This is probably not news to anyone who actually watches TV as I imagine a version exists in the UK - this post is starting to flow nicely downhill, er... feeling a bit out of order for trying to be witty and superior and all that about the fat people show....

Hmmm...