G’day, mates! Byron the Quokka here.
I’m about to go into Violet Crepuscular’s house for my writing lesson, but before I do, here’s the Bell Mountain trivia question that I promised you. Question No. 8:
What is the name of the Thunder King’s fortress?
A lot of the quokkas think these questions are too easy. Well, it can’t be helped! The questions are designed for humans, after all. I can safely say no human ever beat a quokka in a game of Clue. Same goes for Bell Mountain trivia.
And if you haven’t read any of Lee’s Bell Mountain books yet–well, blimey, what’re you waiting for???
This is Byron jumping into a puddle to celebrate the successful conclusion of the first comment contest administered by a quokka.
The White Rabbit has posted Comment No. 47,000, so, my friend, you win an autographed copy of one of my books. I’m out of Bell Mountain, but all the others are available. Send me your mailing address and tell me which book you’d like to receive.
And now a word from Byron.
“This bloomin’ contest would’ve been won a lot sooner if someone would let me give a bicycle for the prize. I hope we come up with something flippin’ impressive for the next one. After all, that’ll be 50 thousand comments!”
Everybody, thanks for playing, thanks for making it fun.
Now I can start commenting again without having to risk messing up my contest.
G’day, mates! Byron the Quokka here, trying to get this blog going while Lee sits in traffic–
Big news about the comment contest: only 59 to go! That’s right, 59 more comments pushes us up to 47,000, and whoever posts No. 47,000 wins an autographed copy of one of Lee’s books, he’s too cheap to offer a bicycle.
Have I mentioned the rules? Anyone can play, and all comments are eligible except for the following: comments abusive to anyone else on this site; comments containing profanity or blasphemy; ads disguised as comments, like we couldn’t see through that; and comments just too ridiculous for words. Other than that, anything goes.
(By cracky, that man has a positive gift for getting stuck in traffic. You never see that happen here on Rottnest Island.)
G’day! Byron the Quokka here–just for a chat.
A lot of people think we quokkas live in burrows, but we don’t: grass and shrubbery, that’s what we like. We live in nice houses made of grass. We used to keep the King of the Quokkas’ furniture upstairs, but then the heaviest item fell through the ceiling and smashed our toaster oven. Quokkas who live in grass houses shouldn’t store thrones.
Some of you have wondered what we do at night. Well, we’re homebodies, we love our family time together… so we watch Machiste movies. They’re mostly in Italian, but it’s Italian with an Australian accent, so we can understand it. Happily, there are dozens of Machiste movies, even if a lot of them got remarketed as Hercules movies. My favorite is Machiste Meets the Vacuum Cleaner Man–very scary!
We’re also very fond of board games, like Clue, Stratego, Carcassone, Settlers of Catan, and Who Knoo the Kangaroo?, which I am told is very popular in New Jersey.
When we go to bed we like to read a bit before turning the light out. We all read the Bell Mountain books. They’re my favorites. My mum is a huge fan of those detective stories by Violet Crepuscular about this detective who always gives up before he comes anywhere near solving the crime. I don’t understand what she sees in them, myself.
It’s a quiet life, but we like it!
G’day, mates! Byron the Quokka here, and my comment contest is plodding along like a wombat hitched to a cartful of bricks–what ever made me think I could do this job???
The goal is 47,000, with 163 left to go. The winner gets an autographed copy of one of Lee’s Bell Mountain books. If you win that, and the Bell Mountain Trivia Contest, you’ll become the proud owner of a ship! The good ship Tar Princess is waiting for you. All you’ll have to do is drag it off the sandbank and touch it up with a lick of paint.
Here in Oz it’s the middle of winter, although up here on Rottnest Island, it don’t get too cold. Most of us quokkas would love a chance to frolic in the snow, but fair dunkum fat chance of that!
Would you believe it–only 12 comments today? Crikey, I should’ve kept me mouth shut when they were lookin’ for volunteers to run this caper.
It’d all be so different if he’d just let me hand out a bicycle to the winner!
G’day! Byron doesn’t know it, but we’re tryin’ to help him run this comment contest. I am his Aunt Gladys and this is his Cousin Mitchell. And there are still 280 comments to go, to reach 47,000 and have a winner.
Byron thinks he’s doing it all by himself, but we must have half the quokkas on Rottnest Island lending a hand in this. We are determined to prove that cuteness is no obstacle to being ruthlessly effective in a job.
I don’t know about that nasty old ship Byron has up for a prize, but I do know the winner will get an autographed copy of one of Lee’s Bell Mountain books. Mitchell has them all and has read the whole series at least half a dozen times. You should hear his Roshay Bault imitation!
Let’s see if we can wrap up this contest this weekend, shall we? Then Byron can concentrate on the Bell Mountain Trivia Contest. We all think he has to come up with harder questions than the ones he’s asked so far.