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| On the way to Goondiwindi |
We've cheered him from the flat
We've cheered a little beauty
A real aris-to-crat
He's never thrown the towel in
Been a trier all the way
A horse we're really proud of
The "Goondiwindi Grey".
(Tex Morton)
Gunsynd was a much loved racehorse in the 60's and 70's. He hailed from Goondiwindi and was known as The Goondiwindi Grey.
'bout 7 weeks ago
We hit the frog and toad
Up the highway northward
Little Snowy our abode.
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| Vibrant sunset under threatening cloud that disappeared |
She flew first past the post
That hearty little camper
Raise your glasses for a toast.
This story starts at Nobby
A little back block town
Where last night we camped
And watched the sun come down.
We read the Irish story
Three times we had to say
"The Luck of Nobby", "The Luck of Nobby"
And luck would come our way.
So southward we were traveling
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| Towed into Inglewood by truckie |
When BANG, a big explosion
Smoother driving I much prefer.
Two massive truckie brake shoes
Were sitting on the road
Too late my dear, we've hit them
And little Snowy slowed.
She coughed her little heart out
Liquid spewed from underneath
But we knew little Snowy wasn't ready for a wreath.
A truckie stopped to help us
Into town he towed us slow
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| Star Express it was...what a great bloke |
The best we could bestow.
And so tonight we're stranded
At Goondiwindi town
Awaiting tomorrow's verdict
As Snowy sits downtown.
So if any truckie reads my blog
Please check your brake shoes well
Cause if don't and things go crash
You know where you will dwell!
postscript:
Tomorrow we know more. The news is grim.
Motor damage/gas cylinder pushed up/ no petrol tank/
sump crushed...very sad.
Awaiting verdict. In the meantime, we investigate this pretty town on the border of Qld and NSW where the McIntyre River flows.
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