SHIRLEY GAVE ME THREE DOZEN BEER. Not being able to let the rooms in the East Brisbane house, Shirley decided to move back and be done with it. She wanted to dissolve the brothel, but not yet. I will tell about it in another few days. Shirley called me over and said, I wonder if you can clean out the tin shed there in the backyard. I looked and said, what of all the beer stored in there? Take the whole lot and dump it, or give it away, do what you like with it, I don’t want it. The bottled beer is all home brew she cooked up before, the canned stuff she bought, take it also. I took a six pack of cans for myself. Jim saw me carrying them and asked, what’s with the beer? Shirley gave it to me I said. There’s plenty more where this comes from, she wants to dump it. Can you get me some? I’m going over for it in a minute. I went and got all the cans, two more packs, gave them to him and said, there’s about three dozen bottles too. You mean to say she wants to throw them out? Yes, it’s home brew that she cooks up for the tenants. I got him the cans first and since it was coming to lunch time, I took a break to make something to eat and I drank one can of beer to cool off. I went over and packed up the bottled beer in three cartons and brought them to Jim one at a time. He took some and gave the rest to Allan Tar who came during the day and stole the big microwave oven from the kitchen which ended up being sold in a second hand shop.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 06:31:32 +0000
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