Modern day sounds, the opening of a strawb milk container, the rustle of the dim sim packet, the slithering sound of the senior digger skiving out of duties, the popping noise of a brain aneurism as the private school boy fresh out of RMC sees his first platoon of ruffians on a Friday morning after a game of footy and dollar jugs on a pay Thursday, the cry of first rivet C****s as the sally man sets up his brew urn in the field, the crow of the knock off bird becoming more insistent as the clock passes 11AM on a Friday.