“My ex-boyfriend used to live there,” she pointed to a side street, “we used to jump on the bike and head up the sticks for weekends. We went all over, Lake Eildon was our favourite because his mate had a boat and we’d go water skiing, but other times we’d go up to Licola or Benalla, we were away just about every weekend. One time we went all the way to Wyung,” she looked across at her puzzled look.
“I’ll show you on the map once we get there.”
“What is up the sticks?”
“The countryside, or as we call it the bush. When Mark came over, I said let’s go up the bush and he thought it meant this bush,” she tapped her crotch. “I nearly pissed myself laughing.”
“So what happened to your biker friend?”
“He and I broke up, stupid fight over his ex-girlfriend when she moved back from Queensland.
