Bromford and Rabbit …

 

- Meet me at the Bromford Harbour Bridge.

* As if… Wait a minute. Dude, did you
 say Bromford Harbour Bridge?

- Yes, llama, I said Bromford Harbour Bridge.

* And you did not mean the Sydney Harbour Bridge?

- No, llama, I did not mean the
 Sydney Harbour Bridge.

* You are not reprising our nonsense
 blockblog post from some days ago
 by picking up the senseless
 discussion about meeting at the
 Sydney Harbour Bridge and the pure
 impossibility of travelling to
 Australia?

- No, I am not. And I still think that it
 is not sheer impossible to travel to
 Australia. A little unlikely and
 definitely not planned in the near
 future, but not purely impossible,
 llama.

* And when you say Bromford Harbour Bridge
 you mean that Harbour Bridge that I can see when I look out of my
 bedroom window, just having to
 stretch my neck a little and turn to
 the left? Is it that Bromford Harbour Bridge
 you are talking about? That
 Bromford Bridge you wanna meet me at, dude?

- That's exactly the bridge I am talking
 about, one and the same, animal.

* As if…

- As if what?

* As if you would ever leave this
 penthouse of ours above the fifteenth floor of the apartment
 building on 666 Whitaker Lane in
 Bromford, the friendly town by the
 bay and seaside, dude. As if you
 would like to go and visit sightseeing
 features of this town that you see
 and use and visit every day.

- You are right, animal. I don't know
 what's gotten into me. Seems like I
 have fallen into some kind of rabbit-hole
 lately.

* A rabbit-hole full of animals, cities
 and songs and lyrics about them -
 even if they aren't really about cities
 and towns and villages, perhaps?

- Rabbits? Are those these smaller
 hares with only a little less creepy
 staring eyes?

* Only as far as I know, dude.

- ARRRGHHHHH!!! Animal, get that
 white magician's pet out of my hat
 and out of my apartment! Now!
 When and why did you let it into our
 home? Get rid of it! It is very bad for
 my hare phobia, as you very well
 know!

* I have forgotten one thing in your
 rabbit-hole, dude.

- That's what?

* Phobias. The strangest and most
 unusual and ridiculous phobias and
 fears that no person ever has or had.
 Come, little blue-eyed rabbit. 
 Uncle Bromford is not well today.
 He's not himself in moments like these. 
 Let's take a nice little walk down to
 the waterside. Would you like to see
 the Bromford Harbour Bridge, little rabbit?
 I would like to show it to you.

- Do you know what NG means, 
 animal? NG means not good, animal,
 not good.

 

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Today is Wednesday, the 13th of August, 2025.