“Nan I reckon we’ve driven the equivalent of driving up and down the length of Italy 4 times to get here! And that’s without any cafe’ stops along the way!” “Hai capito come Pop!” “What are you saying Nan, you’re speaking in foreign tongues again?”
It’s all about the knob….
“Yes Pop we’ve crossed the continent, we’ve done hours of barren rocky roads, battled frisky roos, snakes and ladders and even some wild emus!” “Nan they were cassowaries”. “Don’t you correct me Pop, if I say they’re wild, savage emus… then that’s what they were!” ‘Rightio Nan you’re like a fly in the iceberg”.
At last the Silver Sands are found
Pull in the drive Pop, we’ve found the Silver Sands.
Nan and Pop finally arrive at their destination…
“Pop you got the right address? Can’t be, this looks too flash!” “This is it Nan…. we are arrived”.
Nan poses out the front of her beach pad “Tickety Boo Yahoo”
“Pop, I’ll say it once and I’ll say it again… it’s all about the knob….I’m quite adamant about that!”
“Yorkeys Knob to be precise Nan”
“You gotta love a place known for it’s knob Pop, there’s even the annual “Festival of the Knob”.
“Nan… I can’t wait to see a show bag!
ahhh so that’s the silver sands
Nan loves the kitchen… “Look at the mod cons Pop, there’s even a macro waver!”
“Oh Pop this is classy this joint”
“Shiver my timbers Pop you can see the sea!”
Nan and Pop get all romantic at Yorkeys Knob… I guess it’s like winning lotto
Nan & Pop look back at the great dame.
Nan in platform slaps and Pop in socked sandals step across to the beach
Pop looks on at the Silver Sands from the beach
“Pop, I think I see the knob”
Nan and Pop take the van to the beach for an on-board shandy
“I guess there’s the whole area to discover Nan” “To right Pop… tickety boo” “Nan this really is the tip of the ointment aye!” “It don’t get much better than this Pop” “Nan – there’s always tomorrow!”