20 July 2027
Tuesday. Five years ago today the new management opened their book on my Manly dunny. Five years! I baked a cake. Smoko ate it. Five years and nothing changes.
I asked Kev how many people have been through. He says it’s on the website and it changes every day. I said, round it up. He said, it’s a lot. I said, that’s the most beautiful number I’ve ever heard.
I like to think of them all. The backpackers, the families, the couples, the office crowd, the bloke who tried to pick the lock with a teaspoon. Every one of them came for a tour of my house and left with a story about my dunny. That’s legacy, that is.
Kev also tells me my dunny is up against the other rooms on The Corso to see which lets the fewest people out. I don’t follow sport. I just know my dunny plays to win.
Here’s to five more. I’ll be behind the gum tree, as usual, with a party hat on.
— Huge Axeman
