The world's most isolated city as viewed through the eyes of someone who has chosen to live elsewhere for most of his adult life... thrills, spills, shark sightings and roster petrol stations galore! The views expressed here are all mine & nothing to do with my employer.
Monday, February 20, 2006
West Coast Il-eagles
Now I finally get the West Coast song!
"We're Il-eagles, West Coast Il-eagles, and Benny's here, to flout his crimes. Run from coppers, they'll never stop us, we're Il-eagles, we're FLYING HIGH... WE'RE FLYING HIGH... cut me a line that beer's mine..."