Bob on the Prowl
Elizabeth E. (aka Ladybess aka Bob) is a camera-wielding escapee from Leprechaunia in New England who, in her seven league boots, is now tramping and trudging out and about in sunny Western Australia. Somehow, when floating in a hot-air balloon above the Perth Zoo, she fell out - and right into my funky condo within the Ape House, thus escaping the clutches of the Oz Customs and Quarantine Service.
When caught by them, she will undoubtedly be deported - Don't want more whacked out little people here, thanks very much! But until she's apprehended, this Yankee Leprechaun from Boston is firmly clutched in the hairy paws of yours truly ... a born-again New Age, enlightened ape. We're just touring around to have a bo-peep at some of my favourite spots in West Oz. After all, when Bob landed on the balcony of my Ape House condo, she grinned and announced: Have camera, will travel - now let's strut our stuff! So here we go with Bob on the prowl.
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Hold still, you little bugger!
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Hmmm ... where's the dining room?
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Not feeling blue, but ...
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What's that, God?
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Now where do I sign up for teaching, again?
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You mean I've got to wash the dishes in this, Magi?
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Oh, dear me, I'm feeling quite heady among all of this wattle.
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Hmmm ... wonder why you have to be 100 years old to catch the train?
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There, I got my ticket to ride!
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Damn! I forgot to drop the bread crumbs!
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Hmmm ... I could always strip off and dive in.
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What - no skinny dipping allowed here?
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Come on in - the water's fine!
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There's got to be a big breakfast here, somewhere!
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No big breakfasts on the menu - just huge steaks and eggs ... hee, hee.
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What's wrong with this damned camera?
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Hmmm ... which one should I eat?
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Smile, you little buggers!
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But where's Moby Dick?
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Damned lies! I'm no risk to the coast at all.
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Another bloody cliff to climb!
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Let's see what's over the next hill.
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Smile you little buggers, wherever you are!
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I was born free to roam.
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What? You want some, too?
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I'm going to buy the joint!
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Time to pray for a good shot.
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No use hiding, you little bugger!
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I dunno about this walk on the wild side.
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Come on, step on the gas you slow buggers!
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Sigh ... on my knees again.
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Where is that Magi?
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Forget it - you can't hide from me!
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Now grit your damned teeth and smile for the camera!
See also:
Bob on the Road: Have Camera, Will Travel
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Comments: 35
um, just one thing.. they were selling joints at that shop?
Bob, you look so natural and full of energy! I enjoyed every one of them and jealous that summer moved there.
I never realized that this country is so beautiful and thanks to you both now I have a "big" idea of the Aussi land.
Thank you both and keep the joy in your hearts.
ruby love and red pearls
I could seriously live in a joint like Oz.
You guys seem like you are having a fantastic, fantastic time.
I love the flowers and everything about it.
The Ape House will never be the same. Bet she tames Tarzan before she leaves.
The Ape House is is totally changed ... even Tarzan is now too tired out to do much yodeling. LOL
(and thanks from The Surreal Circus for helping us to cyber-travel.)
seems bob is as much model as photographer these days - and doing a great job of it as well
Yes, Bob has this uncanny habit of straying in front of my camera lens as she snaps away. LOL
As to those red flowers, I haven't a clue but they tasted delicious when smeared with Vegemite.