Aaaaaah.. How does one spell relaxation..

Howdy Y’all (I kid).

I know SAAK has only been out of the big bad for three days, but the weight of the world has come off … well a little.

In three days he has played four games of golf, been bike riding, played countless games of euchre with his mommy and just generally lounged.

I though I would take this opportunity to introduce you to some of the rellies (Give SAAK a break he is an accountant, don’t judge.. he will get better)


On the left is SAAK’s pop, he did in 1990, SAAK was a coffin bearer, SAAK wish he could have know Pop better, from all accounts he was just the nicest bloke.

In the middle is SAAK’s Nan, she died in 1986, SAAK has only vague memories of Nanna, but she always had a new matchbox car any time SAAK visited.


On the right is uncle David, SAAK never knew him, he was 21 when he died in a car crash, SAAK was named after uncle David. In case you are wondering, no SAAK’s first name is not David…. I’ll explain when I meet you.








This is the view from Pop’s place … that bloke in front needs to move up some … limited room to stretch out… as an aside, the bloke three rows up … his name is Earnest Linda Something, they had some pretty strange names in the old days.
SAAK will get back to you soon with Steph’s meme, dial up in the country .. damn slow