
After several letters I've dashed off to the World's Greatest living Australian, my prayers have been answered.
Yes, it's the news Beattie and I have been waiting for, stood here in our quilted housecoats, smoking our pipes and tapping our slippered feet: Wolf is to re-record his classic tearstained-tiny-tot-mucking-about-on-pretend-horses-wartime-drama of the the pair of fightingest young lads. Emetic doesn't even go near the power of this neo-disastrous piece of the didgerdooer's vocalistic art.
We have been re-enacting the story every night in my pyjamas, hoping against hope for a glorious release.
It's about time, and definitely one for stuffing up your Christmas stocking.
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""I thought it was really namby-pamby and awful" – Rolf Harris
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