Or the ICC as of course it gets called.
Working here (as I have been for 5 weeks, 2 days and one and a quarter hours)is as close as I'll ever get to experiencing socialism.
No where else could so many people with so few skills find such gainful employment? I haven't written much about my new life in the last few weeks. Mostly because I still have a very strong injunction that "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all". That crack about socialism is as close as I've been able to come about finding something "nice" about Ipswich.
By the way, that's Ipswich, QUEENSLAND ... not any one of the other 5 places in the world called Ipswich. Five! I wonder what the others are like?
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