Today we went into Noosa and caught a ferry. And in doing this, I came to the conclusion that nothing (and I mean NOTHING) attracts old people like ferry trips and half priced meals. As soon as the ferry pulled into the dock, the elderly brigade emerged from every stall, every restraunt, and every toilet cubicle, and as one they converged in their white visors and sunshoes, and charged down the gangplank and onto the ferry.

Me and Lou also drove into Brisbane, to 'Redcliffe' to visit an old friend at the church where he volunteers. It was a nice little church, and I ended up being asked to preach at the youth this week on the subject of comedy. I think I can handle that.

I was horrified to learn from one young QLD'er that he had in fact visited Sydney *once*. The alarming part was when he told me that him and his dad had been somehow 'parked in', and so his dad just used his 4WD bull bar to push the other car out of the way and drive off. I asked him about the other car. His reply "It was sratched up pretty badly... but you know, 'have bull bar - will use' and all that"

Observation: QLD'ers obviously have no respect for other peoples cars. Its crazy on the roads up here.