Banyule means hill, another voice whispers from the swamp, and as I turn to ask a question I see kangaroos lying in the shade of a low tree by the shining water. Yes, the water has returned, along with giant earth-eating creatures boring holes far below, linking wisdoms of wombats with wastelands of Winthers.

On iced rocks, hard-frozen scree, or ledges of wet earth or vegetation, Vibs are treacherous.

This evening I′ve been the cheapest, slaggiest slag ever.

You missed Beth's introductory yabbuts...thus condemning herself to my permanent list...once a breeder and all that...