Good Bastards Hall of Fame

Good Bastards Hall of Fame
Peter And Jude Jones

Pete said, “Don’t mention the Zundapp.” So I won’t. When I first met this good bastard he was like me, had been roped into giving up a week of the August School Holidays when we were kids and go to the convent and learn catechism with the nuns for a week. Riveting stuff, just what 7 to 10 year olds needed, or so we were told by those that knew better than us.

Peter of course was a star pupil, he knew the answers, I never even knew the questions.

We meet up again when he got his first job delivering telegrams (What the hell is a telegram) on his mophead. Hughie Little and Pete use to think they were the ducks guts riding around on these 49 cc things.

Then Mike Agnew came along with the single cylinder 350 cc BSA and blew them away. Mike was delivering two telegrams to their one and still only getting four pound ten a week for doing so and using three times the petrol. Bloody Post Office bastards!

These 49 cc things had a ring to them similar to a tanked up invisible mosquito buzzing around your head in the dark.

Peter's Bike

Now day Peter and Jude have a couple of farms in the lush Kokatahi Valley. Having served his apprenticeship on the Z’s and perhaps with a bit of influence from Jude the Jones have moved up to bigger toys.

Some sort of Flash BMW motor bike can now be found resting up against a couple of hay bales with a tarpaulin covering it up at the Jones homestead. Nestled up next to Pete’s main car a Model T.

He can be found on Good Bastards day holding up the bar and a bottle of Good Bastards beer while passing comments to the TV reporters on what a feral bitch a certain Prime Minister is.

Heres to you Peter and Judy, coupla real good bastards.

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