Adelaide is a beautiful place, the city of churches and culture. You have to know someone who knows someone to get a job there, but it is still a wonderful place. It has a Mediterranean climate - long hot summers and cool wet winters. Steve in TX13 was driving there for a while before he moved to Canberra and had a great time. One summer, which was unusually wet and hot, resulting in the grass to grow a little longer than usual, Steve finished his shift and went to a mate's place to pull some bongs and play some darts.
After about an hour of playing darts, the night was getting old, with the sun about to rise in a couple of hours, Steve and his mate, Jimmy, heard the sound of a lawnmower next door. "What the fuck is that?" asked Steve.
"Oh that's old mate meth-head Dave from next door. He mows the lawn at all hours" replied Jimmy.
"But it's pitch black out there, I'm checking this out."
Steve went outside and peered over the fence. Fair enough, there was meth-head Dave mowing the lawn with a torch gaffer-taped to the handle bars of the lawn mower. Meth-man, stay away from it.
