Out in the boonies, the village I was staying in was very proud of its sense of local community and the fact that everyone knew each other etc. Such a small community often has many mechanisms for social gatherings, for example the yearly market fair or a sporting event that ends up with a big punch up with a neighbouring village. In this village the main event was held at Bong Bong Racecourse.
A yearly event where all villagers get hammered and bet on some horses (horses that are probably confused and in shock at the prospect of legging it around a field). The funny thing about Bong Bong racecourse is not the name but that fact that there is a large hill in the centre of the course. When the horses start off they quickly disappear out of sight, not to reappear until they are near to crossing the line, causing all sorts of issues and palpitations for those banking on their bets.
Another interesting piece of information I picked up was the fact that there are shit loads of wild camels running around the bush. Apparently they were imported years ago for whatever reason and now are running around like lunatics in large parts of Oz. I dunno why but that just makes me laugh. Wild Camels and 8 foot Kangaroos on the loose. You just dont think of natural pests including Camels and Kangaroos.
Wouldn't it be cool if at Bong Bong Racecourse the villagers embraced these pests and raced Camels against 8 foot Kangaroos. Find a purpose for the pests and put the village on the map...
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Brian, old lad, you'll need to be aware that things have changed in the old country since you've been away. You can see kangaroos bouncing over them lovely green hills and they're not a make-believe marsupials, but the real McCoy. Some natives from Down Under just escaped from a circus near Kinsale. Local farmer John Walsh said, "These kangaroos broke loose just before the show while they were bringing them from the cages to the arena”. Members of the circus staff gave up looking for Sydney and his mates after searching for four hours but locals are reporting sightings. Being imaginative Irishmen they've nicknamed Sydney “Hoppy.”
Walsh continued, "He would be happy out there and he'll have plenty of grass, plenty of water and plenty of sunshine, and I don't suppose Guinness will do them any harm". No, just make them bigger with thicker fingers.
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