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Another Wunta-ful column

WHEN The Doctor and The Colonel aren't winding up other local superheroes, they're looking after the south-west and its residents.

This week, the dynamic duo are preparing to leave their secret headquarters in the Fletcher Jones Silver Ball and head down to Wunta.

"I'm so excited, Doctor," The Colonel said. "I've even got my special Wunta pants on."

"There's another reason to be happy about Wunta this year, Colonel," The Doctor said. "They've heeded our advice and there's not a tribute band in sight."

"Brilliant!" The Colonel said. "Let's just hope they've gotten rid of the washed-up has-been celebrities trading off their long-forgotten past glories."

"Well... there is Plucka Duck...." The Doctor said.

"Awesome! I love that plucking duck! Is he bringing all the rest of the gang... Daryl Somers, Russell Gilbert, Ricky May...? Ooh, I can't wait... let's head down to Wunta on Liebig like we always do!"

The Doctor sighed. "We went through this last year, Colonel. Wunta's Friday night festivities have moved to Flagstaff Hill."

"Since when?"

"Last year."

"Since why?"

The Doctor sighed again. "It's not very politically correct in today's day and age to have alcohol-fuelled celebrations and unsupervised drunken teens running amok in the main street."

"How's that different to any other Friday night?" The Colonel asked.

The Doctor shrugged. "Point taken."

"Well, this is an outrage," The Colonel said. "What about all the local businesses in the main street missing out on a piece of the alcohol-fuelled Wunta dollar? And why the hell would you move it to Flagstaff Hill? That place has all the party atmosphere of a maritime museum."

"Ease up, Colonel," The Doctor said. "It's the only festival we've got and it's better than nothing."

"Yes, but it should be spectacular! Why don't they move Friday night of Wunta to the Olympic pool so we can have a fantastic pool party, with lots of music and fun and swimming and jumping off the high diving board...?"

"Ahh, Colonel - there's no high diving board anymore."

"What?" The Colonel screamed. "That's it - they've sucked the last piece of fun out of Warrnambool!"

Posted By: THE DOCTOR & THE COLONEL on 4/02/2010 3:12:00 PM | Comments (1)

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WUNTA + Profit = Oxymoron. SOME of us have been around long enough to remember when WUNTA was fun. That was before someone, or a group of someone's latched onto it like a hoard of blood sucking leeches, hell bent on separating as many perople as possible from the almighty dollar. The one good thing about the venue change is that WUNTA no longer impinges on the legitimate trade of the business operators in Liebig street. By the way, has anyone EVER seen the profit and loss statements for WUNTA? Each year we hear how it runs at a loss, but what is the REAL figure of that loss? Does it factor in the hundreds of person hours to facilitate the various "events"? Oh, I hear you say many of those hours are voluntary, but even voluntary hours are provided at a cost to someone. Whilst the volunteer is donating time to WUNTA, are they missing out on wages, family time, or other pursuits? WUNTA, is it a festival or a farce?

Posted by The Warrnamboolian, 6/02/2010 12:10:44 AM, on The Warrnambool Standard