During our worklife we have all come across this bloke at one time or another I'm sure you could put a name to this bloke


London Fog


There aught to be a law you know
About bludging on the job
You know the bloke I'm talkin bout
They call him London Fog


You call him London Fog you say
Please tell me how that fits
We call him that you silly goose
Course this bloke never lifts

You'll hear the mongrel grunt and groan
And see the strain and sweat
But he is on the lightest end
The lightest he can get

Fair dinkum mate he'll run and hide
The dunny's where he rests
Each time he see's theres work about
you'll find him heading west

And at the end of each days work
You'll hear him at the bar
Advising all his mates about
How hopeless that we are

How only he's been working hard
And has to carry us
And then cant seem to understand
How he ends up in the dust

;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Furphy
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

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How long have you known the one who really inspired that Furphy?

8-)

met heaps of rhem LK they are everywhere
Furphy

A group portrait, eh?

& not a response to a specific 'guy' who left you with a very tired back for doing more than your share?


:question

Doing more than your share can become a habit LK and I try not to pick up too many habits so I do my work and leave others work to them
Furphy

Ah, a real straight fellow, walk the rail of the fence straight and true and never play the angles!!!  Do all your part, but not more.


& a straight talking furphyslinger, eh?  No fog in your tales?


:P

Now thats not quite what I am like LK but I believe that I can tell a straight line when I see one

;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Furphy

You mean you know which tree to cut for a clotheline poll (no mast trees these days).

8-)