Kiss and Ride

Epping, Epping, Epping.

Yes we have re-done our old, slightly dingy, yet loveable station into a bright, open aiport like one, but we haven't forgotten that Epping is about families.

Kiss and Ride:

Corny? check.

Strange? check.

Prompts Liz to think of Paedophile taxi drivers? check.

But it never fails to make me smile when i walk past.
And it isnot just something to laugh at but also informative,

just incase you couldn't lift your head and see the taxi's lined up, the bus stop straight ahead, or the train tracks down to your left.

But let's get serious people, who doesn't love a piece of fruitless blue metal?

Sleazy Zizi

I thought i would start with a post that hit close to home.

My life long chum Liz.

Sure, we have a strange relationship and are able to talk about nothing for hours on end, but when it comes down to it i can always count on her.

Endless hours in Video Ezy criticising each other for being indecisive, sharing family events, making bets on the orientation of each others brothers, making up plots and ideas that would blow your mind, constantly mocking each other, and generally hanging out.

Even our latest excusion to Parramatta (which we have decided is awesome.) only happened after lots of nagging on my part, a fluke realisation that lots of buses ran to Parra, and ended with asian store food, new nicknames, more plans and Liz claiming she will never doubt me again which i give until tomorrow night to last.

All in all she is alright by me,

BRP for life.