So the in-laws are over at the moment and consequently we all went out for lunch yesterday. The chosen venue was the Gerroa Fisherman’s Club on account of the amazing views from the bistro and the quality (and quantity) of the food.

We found a table next to the windows upstairs and settled down to peruse the menu. As we were deciding what to eat I heard this robotic voice, like Robbie the Robot and looked up. There was a bloke several tables down from us with one of those throat microphone things. Horrible freaky things at the best of times, but as I’m sat there, the bloke ‘coughs’ and all this yellow pleghm and goop comes out of the hole in his throat!!! He just nonchalantly gets his hanky and wipes off his neck - his dinner guests didn’t seem to bat an eye-lid. Now am I the only that finds that fucking repulsive? I’m just about to sit down to a meal and some bloke’s expectorating goop from a hole in his neck? Put me right off my creme caramel I tell you.

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