December 23, 2004

Dangling Gingernuts

As I've said before, I'm a Tim Winton fan.

I've just started reading The Turning, a collection of his short stories. Winton has a wonderfully original, yet unmistakenly Australian turn of phrase. Consider the following paragraph:

That afternoon Vic sat out in the dinghy catching flathead and whiting with the men. Uncle Ernie bitched about traffic fines and summonses and the tax man and Vic's old man let it go. One of Ernie's balls kept peeking out of his tiny shorts like a dangling gingernut and both Vic and his father struggled to keep a straight face. Now and then, in lulls in the bite, Vic rubbed the tender lobe of his ear.
Dangling gingernuts? Brilliant!

Posted to Humour, Personal, Writing by Keith Pitty