The Dominion Post asked John Key and Phil Goff 11 questions to see where they fit on the blokeometer.
The questions were:
1. What would you do if the hotel laundry lost your underwear and you have none clean?
2. Have you ever thrown a punch?
3. Who drives, who reads the map?
4. Have you ever done a yard glass?
5. What song do you sing in the bath?
6. Have you ever shot a living creature?
7. What’s your best wilderness SAS survival tip?
8. What’s your best barbeque recipe secret?
9. Can you change a tyre?
10. Do you tell your wife you hate her hair cut?
11. Tui or Otago Pinot Noir?
Passing quickly over what the answers to these questions say about being a bloke and that given it’s a blokeometer such a test isn’t meant for me, my answers are:
1. I’ve never sent underwear to a laundry. I usually wash it myself as I travel and always have plenty to spare.
2. Not that I can remember (though my brothers might remember differently).
3. My farmer and I share both driving and map reading. I claim superior navigation skills to his though he would debate that.
4. No. See # 11.
5. I can’t remember when I last had a bath nor do ever singing in it. I sometimes sing in the shower, though don’t have a particular song.
7. Stay warm and if you’re lost stay put.
8. From Argentina where their wood-fired parillas will out do any of our gas barbeques - slow cook meat over embers and turn it only once.
9. Yes. When I was learning to drive I got my father to teach me how to change a tyre and I’ve had to do it several times. The tricky part is undoing tightly screwed bolts but I’ve found jumping (gently) on the end of the wrench usually works.
10. Substituting husband for wife, no.
11. Pinot Noir. I’ve yet to develop a taste for beer and have never had more than a sip. I blame it on picking hops when I was in England but I didn’t like beer before that either.
HP – if you are a better navigator than your farmer you are very much an exception to the rule. mrs pdm borders on hopeless at times – we had some intersting diversions in the UK with her navigating.
In Hawkes Bay Tui `is the beer round here’ but I don’t mind an occasional good Pinot Noir.
1 wash and dry in situ.
2 Yes but not for many moons.
3 I drive- her decision. Maps a bit redundant with the Garman gps
4 No, pointless IMO
5 Wandering Star as in Lee Marvin.
6 Too many times in sadness.
7 Always an extra woolly and a plastic sheet
8 Half Crayfish tails out of the sea and onto just smoking garlic butter.
9 Too often. Picked up a nail on forecourt of le essence in Paradise and suggested to prop Brian it was a bit desperate
10 Call me old but don’t call me stupid , of course not hence 48 years and counting.
11 Pinot noir without question, usually mine but Central Otago if anyone is offering.
Cray tails in the shell, cut down, and ready as shell turns pink.
Ha!
Gravedodger’s answers are aligned to Goff’s!
Classic.
@ Robert 05 14
Maybe thats why neither of us will ever be Prime Minister.
What about revealing your “blokiness”, blouse or are you all mouth and trousers.
‘All mouth and trousers’ would make me blokey, wouldn’t it? Hardly an expression that would describe many women. I like that you’ve revealed your gentler, ‘goffy’, liberal side, Gravedodger. Perhaps there’s some humanity in you after all.