Notes from Mackay

Hello toilers and spoilers and causers of pain.

Today we shall explore the exquisite pain of waxing as experienced by Russell (shown above). Firstly as you know I was boarding in Mackay with a friend we shall call Trevor. I can't imagine why he agreed to let the hair hating maniac we call D'rell (spelt Darrell) loose on his nose hair. The prospect of an attractive young redhead sitting in his lap might have done the trick. It was quite a spectacle and Russell was heard wandering around Trevor's house next morning like a lost ghost, moaning softly about his nose. Sandra, whose heart is way too kind, was sympathetic and as for Trevor the traitorous brother - that's his Balinese silver encrusted wrist holding a mobile phone for photos. Seems cruel in retrospect but it started small and we didn't know how bad it would be until it had gone beyond the point of no return.