Mall for maul at Hugh St
THERE is a lot of support in the city for the Townsville District Rugby Union’s plan to move out to Murray.
The Hugh St complex is too constricted.
More ovals have been needed for a long time. The buildings are shabby and, let’s face it, they were never, ever in the race for any architectural awards.
There are already around 1000 participants in the sport here every weekend and the figure is growing. The time is ripe for change. Smash driver sorrow I’VE BEEN thinking about the Italian driver of the car that crashed last Friday, in which three of his countrymen died just south of Home Hill.
He has been charged with driving without due care and attention. As a European, he is used to driving on the righthand side of the road.
Somehow the car clipped a concrete barrier and rolled. Three of the five people in the car, all backpackers employed on a Burdekin farm, died.
Details of exactly what happened will be revealed in court but I feel for him because of an experience I had last year when my wife and I hired a car in Nimes in the south of France.
I was the driver. I realised as soon as I drove the car out of the hire place and into traffic that I was way out of my depth.
We only had a 45km drive to the village we were staying in but it was a miracle I got us there without killing us or anyone else.
As it was, I clipped a bridge. I had a spatial problem and couldn’t get the hang of driving on the right side. It was worse on the narrow country roads.
I was overcompensating against traffic the entire time.
I don’t know how many times I nearly drove us off and over the right edge of the road.
If it wasn’t so terrifying it would have been hilarious.
I envy people who can adapt to international driving straight away, no trouble at all. I’m not one of them. Coffin rumour buried EARTHMOVING contractors, excavator drivers, grader and dozer operators can celebrate the fact that when their chain is pulled and they are flushed from this mor- tal coil, that they can be buried in a Cat coffin.
Does it get any better for a bloke who has spent his time on this earth shifting its dirt from one place to another to be buried in a coffin made by that most famous of earthmoving brands, Caterpillar?
Most blokes who dig the earth with big machines would probably see their interment in a coffin named Cat as a symbolic coupling of man and machine.
I received the image via email with a story attached, but smelt a rodent.
But, then again, there is a certain synergy between the manufacture of coffins and the excavation of the holes into which they are lowered.
I rang the company to check if they were branching out into the funeral business and received a call from the PR chief in Singapore. I’d made his day.
“Coffins? Funeral business?” he said, laughing. “Run that past me again.”
So I did – and he laughed again. He was still laughing when I put the phone down. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Did but see her pass WAYNE Hornby of Bellevue Hotel fame in South Townsville is still floating on air, days after a visit from her royal highness herself, Annastacia Palaszczuk, Queen of Queensland, Premier of Bananabenderland, Countess of Allen St.
He did but see her passing by the pool table near the gent’s lavatory and was instantly smitten. Mr Hornby reckons that the visit from her Royal Highness with her ladies in waiting, court jesters and one or two palace scribes was 30 minutes he will never forget.
He reckons The Bell is now officially a registered Labor fortress and that the Tree of Knowledge should be moved from Barcaldine to Allen St.
Good luck to him with that one. Meanwhile, can someone throw a bucket of iced water over Mr Hornby?
GOOD IDEA: A concept drawing of the new TDRU facility at Murray, which is being considered as the sport has outgrown its Hugh St home.