with friends like these ……..
On the right of this rambunctious trio is Mike Bennett, aka The Canadian Kook, called thusly on account of his long and distinguished record of serious maims and life-threatening injuries inflicted on all ages and sexes of the bathing population of South Bondi when his riderless board ploughed bounced and smashed its way through them. Again and again.
Carnage. Blood in the water. Broken bones and shattered teeth.
The three things that we, the younger of that outstanding mob of miscreants bludgers and no-hopers who loitered by the old shed took great efforts to avoid were (1) bluebottles (2) Aub Laidlaw and (3) The Kook’s loose board.
Mike’s nickname was well-earned. There was a ward named after him at St Vincents Private apparently and it’s common knowledge that at times a used plaster cast was hurled at him from the walkway above his sunbathing station at South Bondi.
Paul Lechner, Queensland surfer, Bondi boys, Mick McKelvey & Jimmy Robison, self, The Canadian kook.
This pic ^ arrived in the mail the other day from Mike. The other guys I don’t know but the shot proves that after surfing has faded all a man has left is a wardrobe of Hawaiian shirts, a Sheraton suntan and quality teeth implants. Plus they probably all play golf, or tennis.
This is another pic Mike sent over of the same four blokes back in the day. We’re looking at the early generation of surfers here.
Nobody was loose in those days. They all had short hair combed into a sharp part, wore hair oil, buttoned up their suits, wore thin ties and grooved outside the office in daytime to the Everly Brothers. Asamatteroffact they look like the Everly Brothers.
The only item that saves this ^ is the winkle-picker on Mike’s left foot. But what really hurts is that there are no babes in the shot.
Hiya, big guy, we’re over here
Header pic is Neilson Park.