The night has drawn to a close and we say good night to GG and Zeta and all our listeners. The shortboards are packing up the vinyls into the milk crates and for a moment at least the rain has stopped so we can get to the '63 Holden without getting wet. There's this thing about mateship that sometimes what you say is misinterpreted and I think GG and maybe even some others have taken my comments the wrong way. I'm just trying to run a little radio show and typed words are difficult cause you say what you mean but sometimes people interpret those words in a different way. I do my best. When all else fails, turn up the stereo and dance in the loungeroom.
