Thread: Hare Today, Gone Tomorrow

Classic, my father told me about how he used to have to drive the holden chasing hares with the headlights, on a rural airport. While my nana (his mum) all 5ft nothing of her was sitting on the passengers window sill with a 12gauge. Also an uncle mentioned how he and nana went up the buller gorge with a bag of marbles and a slingshot one day - lay on their backs under a tree looking up at wood pigeons... she was a hard lady after a spell in hospital in her later 60's she went out and got "do not resuscitate" tattooed on her chest - it was supposed to have "bugger off" above it but the first bit hurt too much. Turned out it was the talk of the hospital