Back in the mid to late eighties, Australia had a strange man doing a show on TV. He used to cook and tell people to "Come and get it" I'm not sure what 'It' was, but I used to have nightmares about 'It'. He too used to ask, "Where's the cheese?" That also scared me. His name was Peter Russell Clarke, and his endless search for cheese led to him being committed. Remember, cheese is always in the last place you look. If only Mr Clarke had known this from the beginning; perhaps "the Incident" would never have happened, and all those lives could have been saved.
I often wonder if people knew how bad the eighties were when they were there.

Let the Force hang loose
Matt

In the mid to late eighties there was a strange man in Australia who had his own TV show. He was a cook and he used to ask everyone to "Come and get it." I'm not sure what 'It' was, but I used to have nightmares about 'It'. He too used to ask, "Where's the cheese?" That also scared me. That man's name was Peter Russell Clarke and his endless search for cheese led to him being committed. Remember, cheese is always in the last place you look. If only Mr Clarke had known this, perhaps 'the Incident' need never have happened and all those lives could have been saved. I often wonder if people knew how bad the eighties were when they were there.

Let the Force hang loose
Matt