Big Days, Whoopers and Oh, My Gods

My friend always said that there were only three types of days in this world: Big ones, Whoppers and Oh, my Gods. Growing up in Melbourne in the ’60s, if you didn’t like your job in the morning then you could get another one in the afternoon. For Clive and Darren, this was often the case, sometimes not of their own choosing. But there were other ways to earn a quid and this is where they both excelled. I hope anyone who buys this book enjoys reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. These likely, and likeable lads, get up to so many mischievous antics just to make a buck that it is so over the top, and so funny, and so clever. I have so many favourite escapades in this book. It is great escapism – it makes no statements, it is simply fun and funny! —Wendy O’Hanlon, Acres Australia This book reminds me of a film I once saw called ‘They’re A Weird Mob’ but even funnier. We all have funny stories to tell about our childhood but after reading this book I don’t know of anyone who has had as good a time as Clive, Darren and Tony. What a great look at the funnier side of life. —John Morrow’s Pick of the Week