Like Sands Through The Hourglass ...

... so are the days of our lives. (With full credit to that long running TV soapie "The Days Of Our Lives")

Episode (think of any number):

When I was waiting in the doctor's surgery this morning to get a renewal for a prescription for drugs that I have been on since a particularly ugly incident in October 2012, I ran into Pete from KT who said he had a letter for me. It had inadvertently turned up in their office because it was addressed to Richard in Thredbo and some one thought it might have been Richard who works for KT. After opening it and having a good laugh they realised it was for me and it was just a matter of us running into each other so it could be passed on.

I wouldn't normally publish a letter written to me without the author's consent but this was anonymous (which is why it came in a letter not an email or tweet). This anonymity was poorly disguised but I do not propose to discuss that in this report. I decided to go public with this letter because it became public once it reached KT.

I too had a good laugh reading it. To think someone would be so offended by my grump - obviously too close to home. Surely there can't be two people who think October is Summer - not even in the northern hemisphere - how ignorant some are but in all fairness it was probably the rage at my grump that cut off the blood flow to the upper extremities ;-)

But I digress. It is interesting to note that as I received the letter, the wind chill earlier in the morning was running at -19C and it was raining in the village - certainly summer weather for some but not what paying guests would normally call summer.

I'm the first to admit I'm not your everyday Joe, if I was, you wouldn't have my reports to read. In fact the letter has spurred me on and I'll let the tens of thousands of readers of my reports (over 20,000 in August 2013 alone) to be the judge.

Yes I am well aware that many disagree with my grumps - it's a free world for now. Some more alert readers will also know that my personal opinions (grumps) generally appear at the bottom of my report.

To anonymous: I must apologise for having forced you to scroll all the way to the bottom of my reports. You know, you don't have to read my report - I only post it for friends to read and if the truth pains you so much, why do you persist?

For those who want to see what inspired this anonymous letter, click here and scroll all the way to the bottom.

The other reason I have gone public with this letter is because anonymous and a handful of others are making it very unpleasant for me to remain in Thredbo and that could ultimately lead to the end of my reports - thus you all have a right to know what is on the cards.

Until the next exciting chapter in "The Days Of Our Thredbo Lives" ...

You can bet there's a lot more coming.