Yesterday in Borders Rotto Bloggo glanced at a book about islands.
It went on at great length about the 40 best islands you have to visit before you die.
Absoloute piffle, alas, because there was no mention of Rottnest: the nearest they got to the beautiful island was Bali.
One day last week we were cleaning fish at the end of Thomson Bay when this magnificent creature took a keen interest in what we were doing.
He loved the herring and tailor leftovers.
Would this happen on Bali? Methinks not.
Books that lecture you about what you have to do before you shuffle off the mortal coil are a major pain in the ass, and have no place on Rotto.
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