Category Archives: Utes

It really gets my goat!

“I travelled 3500 km through some really tough conditions, just  to feature on some dumb blog?”


A plaintive and prolonged baaaa drew me to the rear of this ute*, parked on the main street of Myrtleford. The ute sported Western Australia licence plates. That’s a very long way from sunny downtown Myrtleford, trust me. Just take a look at this map:

I wouldn’t want to be the one who made that trip chained up in the back of this vehicle. Perhaps it gets to ride up front when they’re not parked somewhere? I do hope so. I hung around for a while, hoping to talk to the owner, but he/she didn’t turn up. I hope this cute little critter doesn’t have too many more kilometers to travel.


*ute: this is the abbreviation for “utility”, a vehicle with a tray back. If you don’t know what a tray back is, you must be a city slicker!




Filed under Uncategorized, Utes

What’s a bloke to do?

One of the mud flaps has broken off my ute. (*) What can I do? 

Me old ute

I know! There’s that old pair of thongs. (**) I can do something with them.

She's right, mate

(*)   in some countries you call them “pick ups”

(**) and, in some countries you call them “flip-flops”


Filed under Atherton, Australia, Blokes, People, Thongs, Utes