'Twas an evening in October, I'll confess I wasn't sober,We are also big fans of "I'm Just a Jerkey from Albuquerque." In fact, that one will get into our heads for long periods of time. Sometimes we like to change the words to match the city we are in. Like Invercargill. And nothing really rhymes with that, but thank heavens for J.K. Rowling.
I was carrying home a load with manly pride,
When my feet began to stutter and I fell into the gutter,
And a pig came up and lay down by my side.
Then I lay there in the gutter and my heart was all a-flutter,
Till a lady, passing by, did chance to say:
"You can tell a man that boozes by the company he chooses."
Then the pig got up and slowly walked away.
I was asked to go down with the other family history consultant from our branch to teach the Invercargill branch about the New Family Search. (Aren't you jealous that I have access to it? Oh, you don't even know what the old one is? Never mind.) So, we went down with Andrew and Mary, plus their baby Samuel.
We took the scenic route back, which was really nice. We stopped at McLean Falls, located in the Southern Rainforest for a quick walk.
Eric took the first photo. Be impressed. It's a great photo. Check out all those crazy trees and plants. This is a good photo for you to see my beautiful face. Also the foliage and how non-American it is. The second is of the falls. They were quite full as it has been rather rainy lately.