The Legend of Kevin the Plumber (2004)
“‘Happy birthday, Gaz. You awake yet? Come on, wake up. I want to give you your present before I go to school.’ I groaned and rolled over, covering my head with my pillow. My sister’s hands were straight under the doona and tickling my feet.
‘Fuck off!’ I shouted into the bed.
‘Birthday, birthday,’ she chanted.
I flipped and sat up, trying — unsuccessfully — not to smile.
Sharon dropped a purple package on my doona. ‘Birthday. Come on, open it. I’ve got to go.’ It was a beanie. A black beanie wi...th a shiny green mull leaf stitched on the front.
‘Cool,’ I croaked.
‘I knew you’d like it. I found it in Chrissy Bay about a month ago. I’ve been busting to give it to you.’ I pulled it on and patted it down. ‘So that was all bullshit asking me what I wanted last night?’ She nodded. ‘Looks great. Do you like it?’ ‘Yeah. Excellent. Fanks.’ Mum barged in, dressing-gown flapping. ‘Is he awake? Happy birthday, Gary.’ Mum gave me a pair of dirty-black jeans and a Metallica t-shirt with a flaming skull on the front.MoreLess
‘Fuck off!’ I shouted into the bed.
‘Birthday, birthday,’ she chanted.
I flipped and sat up, trying — unsuccessfully — not to smile.
Sharon dropped a purple package on my doona. ‘Birthday. Come on, open it. I’ve got to go.’ It was a beanie. A black beanie wi...th a shiny green mull leaf stitched on the front.
‘Cool,’ I croaked.
‘I knew you’d like it. I found it in Chrissy Bay about a month ago. I’ve been busting to give it to you.’ I pulled it on and patted it down. ‘So that was all bullshit asking me what I wanted last night?’ She nodded. ‘Looks great. Do you like it?’ ‘Yeah. Excellent. Fanks.’ Mum barged in, dressing-gown flapping. ‘Is he awake? Happy birthday, Gary.’ Mum gave me a pair of dirty-black jeans and a Metallica t-shirt with a flaming skull on the front.MoreLess
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