Island Life by David Slack

The DomPost isn't carrying the notice - could someone with a more civilised newspaper possibly post it?

I miss him already.

I never knew. There are so many pearls.

I planned to visit the fleshpots of Piopio, there to sup ale.

Thanks Simon, in anticipation.

No!

"...when the time cometh, and he is called, the heavenly gates may need oiling and the divine pot holes filling and he shall have a golden tar pot and sit at the CEO`s right hand."

Someone needs to talk to Him/Her/Themselves Upstairs about their selection policy, because it sucks.

I know, it seems neither fair, nor real.

God, that sucks. He was such a great writer, and I really enjoyed his blog. Eleventy ninety bastards, as we say in the early childhood sector.

Mrs Fart, Miss Fart & Ted Fart have replied in the comments, halo etc...our gracious heartfelt thanks to one & all in blog world whom had the pleasure of entering into the life of a road-worker DodderyoldFart, condolences greatly accepted, thank-you David, oh & the white-bait, Mrs Fart had a long day at the river...

Whoa... that had me going for a moment. Still missed.