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Same-Day Man with a Van Services in Perth: Quick, Reliable, and Affordable Solutions

When it comes to moving items quickly, efficiently, and without the hassle of long-term planning, same-day man with a van services in Perth offer an invaluable solution. Whether you're dealing with an unexpected move, an urgent office relocation, or simply need to get a few items from one place to another, hiring a man with a van Perth ensures that your move is handled professionally and within your required time frame.

In this article, we’ll explore the benefits of same-day man with a van services, why they’re an excellent choice for your moving needs, and how you can easily book a service to fit your schedule.

What Is a Same-Day Man with a Van Service?

A same-day man with a van service allows you to arrange for a professional driver and a van to assist with moving your belongings within the same day. Whether you need to move furniture, clear out junk, or transport goods across town, these services offer the flexibility of short notice booking and quick response times. With Perth’s bustling lifestyle, it’s common for people to require fast, reliable moving assistance, and this service is designed to meet those needs.

Why Choose Same-Day Man with a Van in Perth?

There are several reasons why man with a van Perth services are perfect for same-day moves. Here are some of the key advantages:

Speed and Efficiency

One of the most significant benefits of a same-day man with a van in Perth is the speed with which you can get your job done. Moving at the last minute can be stressful, but with same-day services, you don’t have to worry about waiting for days or weeks for availability. Whether you’ve got a last-minute change of plans or need to move urgently, these services are built to meet tight schedules and deliver your items promptly.

Affordable and Flexible Pricing

Hiring a full-scale moving company can be costly, especially for small or last-minute jobs. With a man with a van Perth service, you get a more affordable solution tailored to your specific needs. Whether you're moving just a few boxes, furniture, or a full home’s worth of items, the pricing is usually more flexible and cost-effective. Plus, the small scale of the service ensures that you’re only paying for what you need, not for a large truck that’s overkill for your job.

Perfect for Small Moves

For those who don’t have a large number of items to move, a man with a van in Perth offers the ideal solution. From moving a single piece of furniture to transporting a few boxes or even a small office, this service is designed for smaller, more manageable moves. The convenience of having a professional handle the loading and unloading of your items makes this an excellent option for individuals, students, and small businesses.

Convenience and Accessibility

Unlike traditional moving companies that may require booking weeks in advance, a same-day man with a van in Perth is available at short notice. Whether you're a resident or a business owner in Perth, you can easily arrange for a van to show up on the same day, saving you time and effort. The convenience of on-demand services means you don’t have to interrupt your schedule for days of packing and loading.

Professionalism and Care

Although the job might be small, it’s essential that your items are treated with care. A man with a van Perth service provides experienced drivers who understand the best ways to load, secure, and transport your belongings. Whether you're moving fragile items, heavy furniture, or just need to ensure everything fits comfortably, you’ll benefit from their expertise and attention to detail.

Types of Services Offered by Same-Day Man with a Van in Perth

Same-day man with a van services can cover a wide range of moving needs. Here are some of the services typically offered:

Furniture Moves: Need to move a couch, bed, or wardrobe? Same-day services can quickly handle these larger items without the hassle of renting a big truck.

Office Relocations: Whether you're shifting to a new office space or need to move desks, chairs, and equipment within the same building, a man with a van Perth service can help you get it done swiftly.

Junk Removal: Clearing out old furniture, appliances, or office equipment? Same-day services can remove unwanted items and take them to the proper disposal or recycling sites.

Appliance Transport: Moving large or heavy appliances like refrigerators, washing machines, or ovens is no problem for an experienced mover with a van.

Small Deliveries: If you’ve purchased furniture or appliances that need to be delivered, same-day man with a van services provide a hassle-free way to transport these items from stores to your home or office.

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7 Benefits of Using a Man with a Van Service: Why It’s the Smart Choice

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australian states and territories each merc is from

scout - Western Australia! reaal tossup between perth and sydney but in the end we have to go with perth. he's got fifteen different stories of shark attacks to tell and has a couple of scars to prove it. perth has left him growing up a little softer, and a little wiser, but he's still bursting with energy and ready to do whatever it takes. perth's cost of living gives him the understanding that if he wants to get anywhere with a sense of individuality, he needs to get out of the city. only exposure to australium is through ambient radiation.

soldier - New South Wales, but specifically not sydney and instead Wagga Wagga. places where you need a car to go anywhere and are largely ungovernable Until It's Too Late. found ripping up tarmac with a motorcycle, being mistaken for a gang member, and passing out in a paddock ninety minutes from civillisation. could fancy himself a bounty hunter if he could ever return someone in one piece. like in the comics, he's sitting on a MASSIVE fucking australium deposit and sustains himself exclusively on curling up with it like a dragon.

pyro - Tassie, but really shouldn't be anywhere near australia during bushfire season. Is banned from the city of hobart on a technicality and so mostly roams up and down the river derwent. pure nightmare fuel for the CFA, AFAC, FRNSW, FRV, and every other national and state fire service. chases bushfire frontlines up through victoria like a southerner with a tornado and a van and has nearly died many, many times. their suit has a side effect of blocking a lot of the ambient radiation of australium, leaving them looking like a tiny ominous foreigner. (aka. on-model pyro)

demo - Victoria, Melbourne, and his family has some crazy ass 7mil estate in Mornington. trying to break out of the stereotypical melbournite attitude but the siren song of fine liquor and coffee keeps him coming back. (startlingly) doesn't take advantage of the australium his family can afford, preferring to experiment with his usual favourites to boost his own lethality. still consumes australium in socially acceptable settings (it is, after all, the norm) but longs to get a taste of what he can properly do with his own work.

heavy - Victoria, Ballarat. ballarat is cold and wet but perhaps most importantly a lot of nice people come from there. you've just gotta trust me on this one. has had it's fair share over uprisings and conflicts over gold (and australium) back in the day, and cultural myth has it as the birthplace of australian democracy. helped to open sovereign hill, and taught there for a time. absorbs a large amount of ambient australium due to working with it day-by-day, but his form and muscle is all his.

engie - Queensland, Toowoomba. hot and humid and just out of the way enough to buy ludicrous amounts of australium from a seller down in vic. australium has turned this man's god complex into something beyond description. his machines should not- no, cannot be allowed to leave the country. is on many, many lists. needs a team of diverse hires to smuggle all his work out of the watchful eye of the government and into the hands of someone who can pay well... he just has to find them first.

medic - Canberra, ACT. anyone who's ever been to canberra knows that it's full of hatred. while there isn't quite the car dependency there is in the modern day, the acceleration of technology means that is has a very similar aura. still the only state where cannabis is legal! born and raised, the good doctor served in the military for a while when he realised that the higher price points and dense, unlivable state was much more his style. uses a hand fan whenever he goes somewhere hot n' hostile for a job, like NT. prefers to use his supplies of australium on god-defying acts of medicine.

sniper - South Australia, canonically from Adelaide which makes sense since they haven't installed internet over there in 2025 yet ... but realistically he's getting out of dodge. heads northwards and kisses the nullarbor, gets lost out there for days. takes his time winding up toward alice springs, finds his way to darwin... oh, right. adelaide. city of churches and serial killers, and really good wine. I choose to believe sniper can actually enjoy a wine, but it just doesn't hold it's own out there next to a VB. gets about as much exposure to australium as your regular aussie, but nothing actually sticks. maybe there's just something wrong with him, he thinks. he keeps thinking.

spy - Victoria, Melbourne. one of spy's achievements is 'The Melbourne Supremacy' which seems to be valve assigning spy a state+city ?? the immediate urge is to put him on 'french island' but I know east hawthorn is what his heart desires. lived in moonee ponds for it's proximity to the airport in his early spy days, but age and experience have led him to favour the most uppity, discreet parts of the city. gets a kick out of how much australium he can access at any one time, but mostly sells it off to a high bidder up in the north. He can provide other services too, if someone has a need.

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I know these are so many questions, hope you don’t mind. I love Emmy 🩷

7,11,17,37,44,49,52,56,59,65

7 How would they react to a theme park? Do they like rollercoasters? The games? The food? The other rides? She LOVES them. So so much. No so much rollercoasters or fast rides, maybe the smallest one and while Dan is holding her hand. But she loves all the rest. Her times at Disney with Dan and his family or even with Charlie, Dan and Blake are some of her happiest days.

11 Do they play any sports? If so, which ones? How do they feel about sports in general? Do they like to watch any? She’s the least sporty human being ever. She likes football, she’s a Liverpool fan, but then that’s it. She got stuck into F1 because of her boys but she had no idea about it before she met Blake.

17 How do they feel about Halloween and how do they celebrate it? She always thought it was fun, especially the decorations, but she never really celebrated it until Dan. Its really fun to do customs and stuff with him around, so she ended up loving it. It just got even better when they had kids.

37 How do they feel about the rain? What do they do when it’s raining? She loves the rain. There’s something about the smell when it rains that gives her peace. The sound also makes her sleep better. The one time she hates rain is when Dan has to race in the rain. If she normally gets nervous in dry races it’s just way worse in rainy ones. Also rainy days at home with Dan are everything to her. Its cuddles under a blanket while watching a movie or just having some slow sex or talking. She loves the sun, but the rain is one of the thing she misses the most while living in Perth.

44 What’s their favorite possession of theirs and why? Its the first pair of Vans Dan got her. They were just seeing each other, Em randomly mentioned she needed to go buy new shoes because hers were falling apart. Before she could go to Primark Dan showed up with a brand new pair of purple Vans that Em’s bank account couldn’t really afford. For Dan it was really no big deal, but for her it meant everything. After that its the Captain Croc plushie Dan got her. Then her collection of helmets.

49 How clingy are they? What do they act like? When she’s in public she’s the most normal human being, but give her an empty room with Dan for two seconds and she’s the clingiest human being ever existed. Hanging from his neck is probably one of her favourite things in the world, right after having his arms all around her.

52 On an average day, what can be found in their pockets? Girl pockets are Too Small so its just her phone. But she has everything in her bag, there’s always her wallet, her laptop, earplugs, her Beats, some stuff to fix her makeup if needed, snacks for Dan, some of her pills, London the bear, and her paddock pass and her passport.

56 What are some pet names they would use for their significant other? How do they feel about pet names in general? She went from no pet names to so many its irrational and she loves it. It makes her happy. And her go to names with Dan are Baby and Love.

59 How do they feel about cuddling/snuggling? She’s the cuddles queen. She loves it. She would never say no to a five minutes snuggle with her boy. It brings her happiness and makes her feel safe.

65 What are their thoughts/relationship with death? She’s terrified. The only deaths she really had to face was a family members when she was too young to really remember. But then she has to somehow face it every weekend. The man she loves races F1 cars, she faces losing the love of her life literally half of the weekends every year, so it terrifies her. She tries to not think about it much, but its one of her biggest nightmares. More than once Dan has had to wake her up from her sleep because of her nightmares. With time the most scary part it’s something suddenly happening to her or her babies. Because if it does she won’t know, but what would happen to her family? She’s a protector and if she’s not around who will protect her babies if she can’t do it? Who’s gonna protect Dan? And if something happens to her family who is she gonna be able to keep going?

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This rockstar life - 4.2 On the road again

Words: 3580

Content: One scene is, um, smut-adjacent

This rockstar life master list

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After three days of trying to adjust to the time change while wandering bleary-eyed around the city, and several times phoning the hotel front desk to ask what time, and what day, and, on one particularly confusing… morning?… what year, it was, Steve and Alice meet the rest of the band in the Perth Entertainment Centre car park to begin their old-school touring experience.

“So it’s me and Karla, you two, and Phylis in that one,” Joe, who always loves a clipboard, waves it in the direction of one of the grey-with-blacked-out-windows buses parked behind them, “and the rhythm section in the other. And Menschy’s going in with you when we get to Melbourne…”

Karla raises her finely plucked eyebrows in surprise, “Peter’s slumming it on a bus?”

“Yeah, I said if we had to do it, there was no way he was getting to jet around and stay in swanky hotels!”

“Great, so we get the adult supervision,” mutters Rick, sharing an eye-rolling expression with Sav.

“…and Ross’ll come in with us, also from Melbourne. So make sure you leave him a bunk free.”

“Probably piss in the sink again,” mutters Phil under his breath.

“If you’re all quite done griping, grab your stuff and let’s get loaded up.”

“YES SIR. RIGHT AWAY SIR.” The two guitarists salute and high-step their way over to the van that has brought their luggage from the hotel.

Joe shakes his head as he watches most of the group straggle off behind them, with the exception of Rick who has wandered off in the opposite direction. It’s going to be a long ten days.

At the top of the steps, Karla stops and turns around, “So, bus rules…”

“No shitting! No singing! No garlic!” chant the three boys in unison.

“And no groupies!” adds Joe, pointedly in Phil’s direction.

“Hey, I’m a respectable married man I’ll have you know.”

“Yeah, but you’re unsupervised and we know what you’re like.” Phil attempts to adopt an angelic expression. It's not very convincing.

“Bagsy next to the lounge!” calls Joe, slinging his rucksack onto the upper of two stacked bunks.

“Bagsy far away from Joe’s snoring!” laughs Phil, springing up into the one diagonally opposite.

“Since Ross isn’t here to argue, we can give him the one next to the bathroom, so I guess these are ours.” Steve turns to Alice, “Do you want the top or bottom?”

“I don’t know. I’m an only child, I’ve never even slept in a bunk bed!”

“You get more swaying at the top, but more road noise at the bottom,” Phil chips in helpfully.

“Also obviously you have to climb up and down for the top one.”

“Would that be easier for you? As you’re tall?”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Promise you won’t drop things on me though.”

“I’m promising nothing,” says Steve with a grin as he puts one foot on the steps and swings himself up with surprising grace. “Ahh, this brings back memories,” he muses, settling back on the pillow.

Alice ducks into the compartment designated her home for the duration. “Wow, they really are tiny.”

“You’re lucky we get the luxury ones these days. Back in the day, it was three bunks stacked up, not just two,” notes Phil.

“They were like actual coffins, you had to kind of slither in sideways.”

“It’s alright for you shortarses, I don’t fit in ’em whatever,” says Joe gloomily.

Everybody has now climbed in to test their chosen beds and have their heads poking out through the curtains, except for Joe who has his legs dangling out instead.

“Oh yeah, that’s another thing - watch out for Joe’s feet sticking out if you’re walking through at night.”

“I don’t want details, but how did you manage to, um, entertain groupies in these?” asks Alice.

“Ah, we were younger and bendier in those days,” reminisces Phil with a wistful expression.

“To be honest,” says Steve looking down at her with a serious expression, defending his honour, “it didn’t happen all that much. All of us crammed on the one bus, nobody wants an audience.”

“Except Phil!”

Phil flicks his middle finger in the direction of the dangling feet and disembodied voice.

Oblivious to the gesture, Joe groans, “Ugh, my back hurts already.” He drops down out of the bunk. “I’m going to find Sav, you coming?” This last part is directed at Karla, who nods and follows him out. “Soundcheck at three, don’t be late!” he calls behind him.

“And I’m going for a run,” says Phil, digging around in his duffel bag, “You’re welcome to join me?”

“Ha!” says Steve, and Alice just giggles.

Phil heads for the front of the bus, shaking his head at the laziness of his companions.

Alice twists her head to look up at Steve. “You going to be lonely up there on your own?”

Steve makes a sad puppydog face, “You can always visit for a cuddle.”

Phil’s voice comes from the front lounge, “If you’re gonna shag in there, the bottom bunk is usually less rattly. And missionary’s your best option. No room for any kinky stuff!”

“Thanks for the tip, mate." Looking back at Alice, Steve waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“Haha, no thankyou.” She stands up and gives him a kiss. “Come on, let’s go do something Australian before soundcheck.”

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It’s 1am by the time the three artist buses (B.B. Steal’s vehicle crammed with not just the whole band and their manager, but also a number of fans of the female and scantily-clad variety) and the first of the crew buses set off on the long, long drive to Adelaide. It will be an even later departure, after completing a four-hour load-out, for the rest of the roadcrew and the eight equipment trucks. On the Joe-bus at least, with the aftereffects of jetlag and two hours of running around a sweaty stage, no one is really in the mood to party; once the shuffling up and down for teeth-cleaning and hair-brushing purposes is done, all is quiet.

Sometime later, Steve wakes from a confusing dream where he is on the High ‘n’ Dry tour but in Ozzy’s band instead of Leppard, to the muffled sound of fast breathing from somewhere on the bus. With his brain still half in 1981, his first thought is to wonder who got lucky. But then he recognises that those are not noises of ecstasy but of fear, and it’s coming from directly below him. Instantly wide-awake, he rolls out of his bunk, drops to a crouch, and yanks back the curtain of Alice’s bed. All he can see in the faint glow of the walkway lighting is a huge pair of frightened eyes above an open mouth gasping for air. He reaches in and cradles her head.

“What’s the matter?”

“Roof… too close… can’t breathe…” is all that Alice can manage.

“It’s okay. You’re okay. Just a panic attack.” With one hand each side of her face, he turns her head towards him. “Just focus on me. Now breathe in… and out… and in… and ooout… and in…” He hears someone stir and mutter in one of the other compartments, so he lowers his voice to a whisper “…aaand ooout…”

Gradually Alice’s breathing slows, and when he asks if she’s okay, she nods.

“I didn’t know you were claustrophobic.”

“Neither did I,” she replies with a wan smile. “I just woke up and felt like I was trapped, like the ceiling was coming down on me.”

“Do you want to swap? The top one might feel less of a box, because the roof slopes. Or you can share it with me?”

“Is there room?”

“Sure, you’re titchy.”

Trying to stay as quiet as possible, he helps her to climb into the upper compartment and, with a bit of shifting around, they find a way to fit around one another. Eventually Alice drifts off to sleep lulled by Steve’s steady heartbeat.

“Rise and shine matey! First stop’s in ten minutes.” Pulling back the curtain on Steve’s bunk, Joe is surprised to see not just the expected blond head but a brunette one as well. “Oops! Sorry guys, didn’t know you were… busy!” He gives a dirty chuckle.

Steve, not a morning person at the best of times, protests, “We were sleeping.”

Alice waves vaguely in Joe’s direction before putting the hand over her eyes. Lying with her head on Steve’s chest - so, given the size of the compartment, basically on top of him - had turned out to be the only arrangement that allayed the claustrophobia. It had been comforting but not exactly conducive to a good night’s sleep.

Still smirking, Joe rattles the curtain back into place and moves on to wake Phil.

“Sorry sweetie,” Alice whispers when Joe’s footsteps have receded down the bus, “this cannot have been comfy for you.”

“‘S fine. Nothing to do today but watch the scenery go by. Napping is part of the schedule. We’d better get up now though if you want to use the bathroom at the service station. Remember rule one!”

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“Why is it so fucking cold on this bus?”

Alice, who had been reading in their bunk until her boyfriend stomped into the sleeping quarters and started rifling through their luggage, answers, “Air conditioning. You’ve been complaining the last three days that it was too hot. Maybe they finally found the cold button?”

There is some unintelligible muttering from the depths of the 'junk bunk' and then, “And I can’t find a jumper.”

“Probably in the luggage bay. Didn’t think we’d need jumpers in a tin can in one of the hottest places on earth! Come on, come up here under the covers.”

Steve kicks his shoes off, clambers up into the bunk and settles into the narrow space, lying arms folded with the duvet pulled up to his chin.

“I’m so sick of being trapped in this bloody box. Flying’s bad enough, but at least it’s quicker.” He glances across at Alice, who is lying propped up on one elbow watching him with an amused expression. “What?”

Alice smiles, “You are such a spoiled brat!”

“I am not,” says Steve huffily.

“Look at you, all pouty.” She leans forward and kisses first the protruding lower lip, and then the little frowning crease between his eyebrows.

“They’re supposed to look after us properly,” he grumbles, but less vehemently.

“Because you are an artiste,” says Alice with mock seriousness.

Involuntarily, the corners of his mouth twitch up. “Yes, ackcherly.”

“Are you warmed up now?”

“Mmm? Yes, much better.” He wriggles into a slightly more relaxed position.

"And are you done being spiky?"

"Spiky? I'm not spiky. It was a justified complaint."

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Joe is woken by a loud thump and some swearing. “Everyone okay out there?” he calls.

“Yup, no problem,” comes back in an indistinct male voice. This is followed by giggling and shushing noises.

Joe squeezes his eyes shut and makes a concerted effort to ignore whatever’s going on. He needs sleep and does not have the patience for any shenanigans at this time of night.

The following morning while attempting to achieve full consciousness over cups of coffee, Joe notices Steve wincing and flexing his fingers.

“You alright there mate?”

“Fine, fine. I’ll be able to play, no problem.”

On closer examination, there is also a large bruise blooming on his right elbow. Joe sighs, “Go on, what happened?”

“I… fell out of my bunk.” Both he and Alice are looking distinctly sheepish, not looking at Joe or each other.

“What were you doing? Or do I not want to know?”

“Nothing like that!” Steve points an accusing finger at Alice, “She tickled me!”

“You started it!”

“Only because your hair was tickling my nose!”

“Not on purpose!”

Joe leans his head in his hands, “Oh god, as if the Terror Twins weren’t bad enough, now we’ve got the Tickle Twins. A whole new form of shared stupidity.”

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When Alice wakes it is still dark and the bus is purring along straight and smooth, so she surmises they must still be on the highway enroute to Melbourne. She’s used to the sound and the motion now, so it can’t have been that that disturbed her. Maybe just the discomfort of lying in one position, with her boyfriend’s bony chest as a pillow, for too long? After just one more night attempting to sleep in their separate beds, which resulted in Alice lying awake for hours worrying about having another panic attack, and Steve lying awake for hours listening for any signs of Alice having another panic attack, they had resigned themselves to sharing one bunk for the rest of the trip. It’s a tight fit for two people, even two skinny people, so they have not been the most restful of nights. Trying to ease the soreness in her hip, she wriggles the leg that is wrapped around Steve but encounters a slight… obstacle… and lets out a little ‘oops’ in surprise. There is a low chuckle in response - Steve is clearly awake too.

“You, um, okay there, sweetie?” she whispers.

“Feel like I’ve been trying to sleep with a hard-on for a week now!” he replies in a low gravelly voice.

Alice stifles a giggle.

“It’s not funny.” But she can tell from the flash of teeth visible in the low greyish light from the walkway lights showing through the curtain that he’s grinning as he says it.

“Poor baby,” she murmurs with her lips moving against the exposed skin just below his collarbone.

“Stoppit! You’re not helping!” hisses Steve.

“Am I not?” She flutters her fingers where they rest against his ribs just under the hem of his t-shirt, “Sorry.”

He makes a little frustrated growl in response.

“Sorrysorrysorry. I’ll stop.” After a minute of silent stillness she whispers conversationally, “Is this the longest we’ve ever not had sex?”

“No, because we’ve been apart for weeks at a time before. But this is definitely the longest we’ve laid on top of each other and not done it!”

“We’ll be in Sydney in… three days? Then we’ll have a hotel room. That’s not… so long… to wait?”

Steve is trailing his hand gently up and down her back, and three days actually, kinda, seems like a long time now she says it.

“I guess not,” he sighs.

There is another pause, and Steve tries to turn his mind to less interesting topics. Which is not easy with a warm, soft body pressed to his. He can smell her familiar scent, like incense and jasmine, now mixed with a hint of coconut from sunscreen. With effort he drags his reluctant brain away from matters of the flesh and on to chord progressions, trying to hear the music in his head. Now how does the bridge in ‘Have you ever needed someone so bad’ go? The song title is not helping either.

Alice pipes up again, “I’ve never done it on a bus.”

“Not much opportunity on the 414 to Hyde Park Corner.”

“But you have?”

“Long time ago. In my wild younger days.”

“How does it work? Logistically speaking?”

“Well, like this.”

He gently tips Alice over onto her side, reaching down to hook her leg over his hip.

Feeling his erection, poking out of his boxers, now nestled neatly between her thighs, Alice blows out a little puff of air in an ‘oh’ and murmurs, “Yes, I can see that… um… all fits nicely.” She rocks her hips back and forth, just as an experiment.

Steve’s breath catches and he mutters into her hair, “This is torture.”

“D’you think anyone else is awake?”

“I can’t hear anything…”

Alice tilts her face up to him and, warm breath tickling his neck, whispers, “We could be very, very, quiet?”

Stroking his hand up her thigh, he murmurs, “We shouldn’t…”

Sliding her hand further under his shirt and brushing a thumb across his nipple, she agrees, “We mustn’t…”

Steve lets out a breathy moan and Alice smothers it in a kiss.

Across the aisle, Phil pulls his pillow over his head and prays for a quick conclusion.

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Ross’s arrival to join the tour is announced by a sudden flash of light from the open door of the bus, which makes Joe jump and spill his cereal, followed by a cackle and the words ‘that’s a keeper’. The resulting picture - Steve, wearing boxers and sunglasses, with tufts of hair escaping from the plait Alice does for him every night, scratching his arse while staring into the fridge - surfaces some weeks later adorning Steve’s laminate for the Madison Square Garden gig, with the moniker ‘Sex symbol’.

“We ready then boys? I’ve scouted some great locations.”

Joe squints at his watch, “It’s nine-thirty?”

“I know.”

“In the morning?”

“We’ve already missed the best light, better get going pronto.”

Steve, until this point seemingly frozen in place in front of the fridge by the flashbulb, lets out a groan and flops into a seat, dropping his head onto the table.

Ross reaches over and pulls the sunglasses down the slumped man’s nose. After a moment considering the reddened eyes underneath, he pushes them back up, “Yeah, best keep those on.”

Joe stands and slings his bowl into the sink, “I’m gonna get my towel and go shower in the venue.” He disappears into the sleeping quarters, shouting “Phil-o! Shake a leg. Some weirdo wants to take photos of you!” as he walks past the still-closed bunk on his way out.

A few minutes later Phil, looking like a newly-hatched chick, emerges, rubbing his eyes. “Oh, hey Ross. Or should I say g’day?”

The photographer turns his camera from capturing the detritus scattered around the galley sink and focuses on the sleep-crumpled guitarist, “Ready for your closeup Mr Collen?”

“Absolutely, give me twenty seconds.”

Phil pops a couple of slices of bread in the toaster and removes the carton of orange juice from Steve’s unresisting hand to pour a glass for each of them and one for Ross. “So where we going then?”

“Well, there’s a national park quite near - the hills would make a dramatic backdrop…”

A groan emanates from the vicinity of the tabletop. “He doesn’t like hills,” translates Phil.

“…and obviously we have to do some beach shots to get the full Aussie atmosphere…”

Another groan. “He doesn’t like sand either. Or sunshine. It’s the freckles, he tends to blotch.”

“…and I’ve found a scrapyard that’ll be great for a really gritty nighttime shoot…”

They both turn expectantly to the grumbling blond head - silence.

“Apparently that one’s fine?” hazards Phil.

“Or he’s fallen asleep.”

Phil wafts a slice of the just-popped toast in front of Steve’s face. There is no reaction. “You could be right. I’ll get Alice. Steve-whispering is her job now.”

“Help yourself to toast,” he calls over his shoulder, “and there’s loads of beans…”

The shoot is the usual mix of shouted instructions and semi-successful attempts at following them. “Chin up, Joe.” “Stop pouting, Sav.” “Rick, turn to the left.” “No, your left.” “The other left.” “Get back here, Collen.” “Chin down, Joe.” “Clark, you look like your dog died.” “Less flirty, Sav.” “No, actually, more flirty!” “Chin up, Joe.” “Collen… where’s…? COLLEN! GET OUT OF THE SEA!”

Getting pictures of the show proves just as entertaining. Ross, quite understandably, refuses to hang from the lighting rig this time and instead scampers around the understage area, popping up out of the stairways like a gopher to snap whichever band member is passing at the time. Phil and Joe regard this as a giant game of photographer-whac-a-mole, aiming a kick, in jest of course, at the camera everytime it emerges in their vicinity. Sav, who doesn’t enjoy surprises, is less keen and all the photos taken of him look startled! And Steve’s habit of galloping around the stage without looking where he’s going almost spells disaster with a collision that sends the two artists and the tools of their trades flying! The show crashes to a halt as the rest of the band rush to help, finding, thank goodness, the two men lying in a tangled heap of limbs, strings, and scattered lenses, laughing too hard to get up! One camera down and a bruise the size of, he claims, a dinnerplate on his arse, Ross declares his assignment over and adds danger money to the Q Prime invoice.

Photos which were mysteriously rejected from inclusion in the behind-the-scenes tour booklet included:

Sav buying the entire stock of Tim Tams at a servo

Steve’s kangaroo impression

Karla and Stacy getting chatted up by two buff-looking surfer dudes

Rick flashing his arse in the bus window

Joe with curlers in his fringe

Steve drawing a moustache on Phil while he’s sleeping

Phil drawing a cock and balls on Steve’s forehead while he’s sleeping

Joe wearing a balaclava while he’s sleeping

Sav and Dara dancing to Achy Breaky Heart in the car park outside the National Tennis Centre

Alice sitting in Steve's lap, plucking his eyebrows with intense concentration

Rick balanced on one leg and using the other foot to hold a tomato while he slices it with a six-inch knife, entirely insouciant despite being stood in the galley of a bus moving at 70mph

Joe throwing Phil’s harmonica out of the window

Joe’s face when Phil pulls a second harmonica out of his pocket

Peter threatening to clout Ross with a didgeridoo if he takes any more stupid pictures

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Sam Kerr got tragic family news at Matildas teammate's wedding

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Sam Kerr got tragic family news at Matildas teammate's wedding

Sam Kerr was among the Matildas stars to celebrate teammate Emily van Egmond and her partner Kat Thompson’s Hunter Valley wedding on Friday.

Emily is the second-most-capped Matilda in history. the Aussie athlete married her wife Kat at a winery in regional NSW on Friday (December 27). The couple got engaged in May 2023.

Matildas teammates Steph Catley, Alanna Kennedy, Mackenzie Arnold, Clare Polkinghorne, Caitlin Foord and Hayley Raso were all at the wedding.

Matildas captain Sam Kerr and her partner Kristie Mewis were there too. But at the ceremony, Sam Kerr and her parents got some devastating news.

Back in Perth, Sam’s grandmother Coral Kerr, 89, was seriously injured in a car crash that same morning.

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Sam Kerr’s gran is in a serious but stable condition

WA Police have charged a 63-year-old man with dangerous driving occasioning grievous bodily harm. The driver allegedly hit and seriously injured Sam Kerr’s 89-year-old gran Coral in Perth’s south yesterday.

Coral Kerr (below, with Sam) was allegedly hit by the vehicle as she got off a bus at an intersection in Palmyra shortly before 11 am on Friday.

Neighbours and witnesses rushed to Coral Kerr’s side to help. They claimed the man had mounted the kerb to try and overtake the bus.

Image: Instagram

Sam Kerr and her parents reportedly found out about the collision during the reception. On Saturday, the family headed to Sydney Airport to fly home to Perth.

The West Australian reported Coral Kerr is in a serious but stable condition.

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THE LONESOME PIGEON

As the flock stalk in fluctuations upon

Filthy porous surfaces of perverse waste

And fancy footwear clamoring by in flippant haste.

Tasting morsels of refuse we use to loose contents that make sense to rinse twice and cut once prior to exposure to flames and pearly whites…

Atop the KINGS coop on STAR ST who would rule over the high point of this islands spread and said words on ROOF. A young fighter named IRON MIKE was said to have come to my block many times and held court with the KING. He would travel from BROWNSVILLE as many others would to from all corners to seek his council and behold his sublime brood.

This KING has mostly returned as OBI WAN did in pure SUBMISSION TO THE FORCE. But of course he could be still ticking and kicking out on VAN SCILEN Ave and FAR ROCK watching old shows on transistor tube sets that the orderly’s unplug but he always RESETS. The scene will play the SKY and NEWS and perhaps HERRIOT will turn up with an extra tub of apple sauce and speak of LADY SING THE BLUES. As orthopedic shoes play taps on LINOLEUM BASS DRUMS as whistling, one eye, ELLE DRIVERS pile up higher then bills families of folks still alive watch empty out pockets and HEARTS..

BUT ALIVE OR IN REST the crown upon STAR ST, that RAY speaks to me of is a BIRD FLU of good news. As he understands I too am a pigeon who struts and pecks to pick up SPEX I spit back into peeping baby bird’s peeping hungry beaks… As the HOBO JUNLGE slithers like an AMOBA afloat upon the PACIFIC expanse of endless liquid continuity from TONGA to PERTH to TASMANIA and GNOME AK… where the woman eat SEALS and speak with EYE LIDS that’s give subtle nuance to the dance to avoid the POLAR BEAR upon the ARTIC HEATH… The rains drops fall as we all remember a lad who was too mad and bad to stay in his coop and came to be set free by the KING here. It’s hard to say when last his feet stood upon that roof and asked hos majesty of the LONELY PIGEON was ready to be set free too. As the KING would always allow his folk to choose and never use a nuse longer then his fingers could cast the FEED… For a kindly man named SAL DAMATO had seen a thing in this lad he had to BET THE FARM on and allow this ruff tuff create to breathe fresh air under starry sky so far from the BRICK and CRIME. To become a legend and ascend a throne only a villain could seek or ever own.

SAY HI TO THE BAD GUY

As the gavel smacks the stand and all RISE and EXHALE. A pigeon would be only as free as its belly of fuel will allow its wings to sing songs that claws use to mock the earth below. So into another COOP and another RISE and FALL and REDEMPTION of ALL.

Our eyes wander to the clouds and 747’s slip by every 30 seconds of so… Perhaps his laps will lead him one day to return to the ROOF and place where he was allowed to behold the KING’S court… WARBLERS are urban PIGEON KEEPERS… keepers of a winged create most distain but remain as NEW YORK as PIZZA, BAGELS, BOOBIES and CRACK…

(In humble honor of the WARBLERS of NEW YORK and the mythical king of this small faith who a young IRON MIKE TYSON was said to visit often. Mike would have been quite young but to bless our block with his heart and that of the respect for protecting our discarded scraps the LONELY PIGEON collects and shares with its friends…)

5:23 YARDIE HOD OGE 8.9.24.000003

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March 6, 2010

Transcript:

NZ -> Singapore.

 so, i was on the plane today. well, we all were. (we're in singapore now!). and being that we were sitting in business class, there were a lot of business men just hanging out, shipping champagne and laughing at things that i don't really understand. so, this business man is hanging with his other business friend and they're wearing the exact same outfit... only business man #2 is wearing his grey slacks so tight and high on his waist that his balls are like suffocating. and i can see this happening. like his pants are not leaving any room for my imagination. not that i would've wanted to imagine it in the first place. the worst part is that he is just standing right there, in my direct eyeline and i can't. stop. looking. it was a train wreck of manly horror.  maybe i should've just said something. honestly, i kinda felt like i had a right to. what a sight it was, you guys. i wish you all could've been there. 

in other news... haha... this tour has honestly done a million wonders for me. being in all these places and meeting people who live half a world (literally) away from where we're from. it's such a blessing to play these shows and see all of you out here. japan was incredible. from the shows, to the dinners and shopping trips, the sight seeing. we were able to work with our original promoter - from the first trip we ever took over there. so the whole thing just felt like one big party.  being able to play soundwave festival for the first time could not have been any better. our sideshows ruled. youmeatsix are always a blast to hang with... and the festivals were. massive. thanks to everyone who stood under the blistering sun all day to hang with us. i thought i would die on stage in perth. we made it though. honestly, i still don't get how zac puts on those shows and makes it all the way through playing as hard as he does. metal as hell, y'all.  i have to say, new zealand just about takes the cake. we had never been there, though, so maybe that's what it is. our friend rowan, from the jury & the saints, took us around to all of his favorite spots and some of us even stayed over at his place to watch movies and climb trees. you guys, i climbed the highest tree ever... i would show you the pics but i went swimming in the ocean with my blackberry - which has since died - and that's where all the photo proof is. 

(SIDE NOTE: Anne Hathaway is absolutely stunning, kill me.)

and now, here we are in Singapore for the first time! we were greeted by some crazy fans at the airport. sometimes it makes me so sad when we can't stay and hang. if we had a van and were in charge of driving it.. we'd make our own schedule. unfortunately, we get driven all over the place by folks that actually know where they're going in all these cities. so they make the rules. hahah, it's probably a good idea. we used to get lost every day touring in our van. anyways, i can't wait to just be on stage tomorrow and see how these shows are gonna go down. bet it will be unbelievable. 

i gotta run. think i'm gonna bug jeremy.  love you guys so much. 

ps. we saw so many of our friends over the past week... and we want you to listen to em and know how awesome they are. Here ya goooo - youmeatsix, The Jury & The Saints, Alexisonfire, Comeback Kid, Set Your Goals, Sunny Day Real Estate. there are plenty more but i'll save them for another time!

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