
The news: cyclone batters Australian coast.
We had a “Cyclone Larry” back when I was just a boy. Larry Jenkewski. We’d feed him candy bars and sweets and anything else we could find that had a high sugar-to-mass ratio, and after a while he’d just start spinning and spinning and, well, up until that point it was all damned good fun and so the next bit was generally glossed over. And then we’d chip in to pay to have his shirt washed so that Mrs. Jenkewski wouldn’t freak out.
Ah, youth.



