Funny how it works. If I hadn't stopped the woman I met wouldn't have given me a second look. I wouldn't have gone up to spend some, err, quality time with her and her menagerie. Then I wouldn't have been out in the bush with Ian and Rob. I wouldn't have got the OKA hung up on its pumpkin. I wouldn't have fallen and broken my back. I wouldn't have had a scan a year later, and they wouldn't have found the cancer.
Moral of the story is, don't give up the grog, because who wants cancer??
Just kidding.

