The fame of the SausageMan is spreading. Tonight a song was written and sung (well sort of) at the farewell dinner. Remember this was a photo tour, which impacts the wording. The sad state of lasagne in NZ deserves another post.
The tune was Elton John’s rocketman and the words are:
Dean packed my bags last night
Zero hour 6am
And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss my Canon all the time
But the Sony is so light
It’s great now out of town
With waist band GPS in flight
And I think it’s gonna be a wee wee time
Til tilt shift gets me steady
And lasagne meals come ready
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no
I’m the sausage man….
Sausage man
Eating with my friends tonight
Sausage man
Eating with my friends tonight