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March 27, 2007

Tough Love

Early Sunday evening I collected a young fella around twenty years old from South Sydney Juniors, an working class club in Sydney’s south eastern suburbs. He was dressed in Souths Sydney football colours and requested I take him home to Maroubra.

Entering his neighbourhood I asked, "Doesn’t Bob Carr live around here?" "Yeah, a couple of streets away," he replied. "Suppose you run into him down at the Maroubra Bay Hotel," I joked, "knockin’ around with the Bra Boys?" "Hardly," he laughed. "Though I do see him being driven around the place."

Our former State Premier doesn’t hold a vehicle license. But then why should he? Former Premiers and Opposition leaders receive many free perks, including chaffeured transportation.

The passenger revealed that his father didn’t trust Carr. "Why not?" I asked. "Aww, mainly because he doesn’t drive. The old man don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drive. He’s warned me never to bring home a girl who doesn’t drive. He reckons if she’s too lazy to get off her arse and get a license, then I’ll spend the rest of my life cartin’ her around." That's tough love in Maroubra.

Comments

It may be tough love, but in my experience it is a good rule to have for both males and females...

Rules rules rules - how about some flexibility?

What if the potential life-servant rides their own tricycle with the little cart on the back that they put their toy poodle in, how about that for independence - I s'pose that would be too much independence for a Bra boy.

Fancy independent thought - like making one of his own rules perhaps. Next passenger...

Corrr - that's a bit harsh now isn't it DM... ;-)

Don't be expecting independant thought from just anyone you know mate... lol!

Remember a movie where the 'test' to see if she was 'keeper' or not was to see if - after you've let your 'date' into the car and closed the door for her - she leans over to unlock YOUR side for you before you get there.

I liked it... it seemed to speak of a simplicity that I could really cotton onto - like standing up and offering an elderly person your seat on the bus or train.

there'd have to be worse 'rules' then that - surely?!

;-)

Bloody hell. I don't drive, and I've managed to get around for my, errr, thirty-something years without a licence (mostly using public transport).

Remember a movie where the 'test' to see if she was 'keeper' or not was to see if - after you've let your 'date' into the car and closed the door for her - she leans over to unlock YOUR side for you before you get there.

"I liked it... it seemed to speak of a simplicity that I could really cotton onto - like standing up and offering an elderly person your seat on the bus or train."

Mmmm, on Melbourne trams it is always (99%) women who get up for older people, pregnant women etc

Blokes and schoolchildren have got no manners down here.

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