Thursday, 28 April 2016

Shop at Aldi but use a Woolies eggs aint eggs.

    I am fast becoming a keen shopper and I am able to spot a bargain in the food departments of major retailers without sacrificing quality.
     I do most of my shopping at Aldi, There are some items that even Aldi does not offer or due to sales promo's at other outlets which sometimes reap a saving.
     Reading my Sydney Daily Telegraph today The Telegraph stated that there were egg shortages around the Sydney suburbs in all categories, maybe the the reporter  means the silver tail areas only,as I see it there is no shortage at Aldi where yesterday at Lake haven the egg boxes were stacked high; but mainly cage eggs. To me eggs are eggs,, people who are those who can afford to be conned, think differently.
     Recently I decided not to use an Aldi shopping trolley and I am not alone, the reason being  the handles on Aldi shopping trolleys leave much to be desired in the way of cleanliness and it would seem the opposing outlets find time to clean their trolley handles, despite this they still have yet to follow Aldi's multi tasking and sitting down at the checkout and making shoppers pack their own groceries using their own bags.

The sun is shining here on the Central Pacific coast of Oz., a pleasant Autumn day - I hope your day will be pleasant too.

Vest daily soon.

Monday, 25 April 2016

A great weekend with glitches.

     Our weekend started off ok until we reached the train station at Wyong. We had not travelled trainwise for umpteen years; our prepaid Opal train and bus card was fully subscribed, however, Rosemary's card defied the system so the clerk at the station entrance told us to climb 25 steps from platform one over the concourse and descend on the other side of the line to platform 2; then pay at the station shop, then return to plaform one tap on the tickets to whence we arrived at, and having done this return again to platform 2 ,where we missed the #@%*(%@y train and waited another half hour for the next train. on our arrival at strathfield station our connection for Richmond was at a different platform (another scurry), eventually we were met by our son and family and spent a refreshing and pleasant weekend on their acreage with horses ducks dog and sheep etc, Where I rode around on the R/o Mower to save my wobbly legs..'

     Our return home started at 9/15 Sunday , we caught the connection at 1158 at Strathfield; and we were half an hour away from our destination when there was a mishap on the line further on near Hawkesbury river and the train stopped for twenty minutes and travelled slowly to Gosford three stops from Wyong and we had to wait 45 minutes for the next train. we eventually arrived one hour +25 minutes passed the Scheduled time.

     This morning arrived when we woke at 8-30 am and decided to stay in bed as it was much more pleasant on a chilly morning than going to the club on ANZAC day I hope the boozy day went well without us, it is not my scenario any more- too old now for that ceremonial stuff and getting stoned, However I hope the day went well. I did get my Black Blazer  with gold buttons and nine gongs out of the wardrobe and pondered awhile; then said to myself "Maybe next time and carefully zipped them back in their cover. I suppose it would be nice to have another opportunity providing the weather is nice next year.

 Back soon ....Vest

Thursday, 21 April 2016

Will be back on sunday

     Today, Rosemary and I will be popping off down the coast to Nth Richmond and will be returning to our idyllic Central coast home on the pacific this Sunday.
    Also today, the The Queen  of Great Britain and her dominions becomes Ninety Years of age, I am trailing her by 86 days.

Back soon.. Vest.

Monday, 11 April 2016

You may cease wondering If I have retired .

     Contrary to popular belief, I am still alive and mobile however, for me to write a post has become a privilege of sorts; meaning to have respite from what is expected of me in terms of dealing with the the available time allotted to me beyond the compulsory chores of the day has become minimal unless something expected of me is sacrificed for a personal few moments of personal pleasure.
     My wife Rosemary  the mother of our five sons, three of whom we rarely see due to distance, is suffering from  dementia. and incapable of satisfactorily completing most tasks given to her. Rosemary's has a limited memory time frame of approx ten seconds and twice in the past six months I have lost her in the huge shopping centre after having told her to wait outside of the toilets for me and I believe it is on four occasions that she has gone walkabout from the house without me knowing, which involved the the local wooden tops and kindly neighbours on a search and recovery performance..
     On  Mondays and Wednesdays from 9am to 3pm , Rosemary goes out for the day and is cared for by a local org who are paid a reasonable stipend to care for her. this in turn  allows me to do important chores around the house plus read the newspaper and get my head back to normal, other than the afore mentioned saga's my daily chores include getting breakfast, showering Rosemary doing lunch and dinner and other in between meals also bed making cleaning, gardening and the shopping.  Our son and sole heir to our vast fortunes Christopher, deals with the Internet mail and household bills plus Rosemary's medication and the family laundry also the welfare of our pets.
     The other thing which could prove a worry for Chris is the payment for a cleaner to do a F/Ntly clean of the whole house, this in turn would ease my back pain plus give me a slight increase in longevity but reduce his legacy long term .
       Oh just in case our extended family are unaware, Chris Rosemary are a involved in a family trust, and if you have not been informed of any benefit in the future to date you can be assured you will not be.
      Overseas relatives... The offer made for a trip to Australia with one leg of air fare free expired three weeks ago, and any plaintive cries of despair having missed this fiscal opportunity may possibly be given further advantage providing they meet the finely worded criteria or in plain language those who did not fully afford us comfort on our last escapade to the mother country, mainly due to the escapades of prodigal son upsetting more than one applecart, he in question asked me to send you a particular message which  I refused to send due to possible international repercussions and my pommy passport being revoked. However,  I shall not let a wet fart situation stuff up my former or present good relations whether acceptable or not. that is all for now .Love you all.

Vest daily back soon.

Think it more satisfactory to live richly than die rich.

Thursday, 4 February 2016

I know the reason for this peculier phenomena.

     An Asian Tiger and a Billy Goat strike up a friendship, thereby  teaching all humanity how to get on together.
   A male goat sent to a Russian safari park as a live lunch for the big cat has the world agog with wonderment. the big cat and the goat have become inseperable. Amur the tiger and Timur the billy goat  now sleep eat and play in the same enclosure.. Recently they were both seen playing and head butting each other in the snow at a park in Vladivostok in eastern Russia. The Zoo chief  stated that the goat showed no fear on entering the tiger domain. which may have baffled the the big cat, however, it seems a diet of live rabbits has the lunch problem solved for the tiger while the goat like most goats will eat almast anything digestible. It has been said that there is a lesson to be learned from these animals ie co existance between  humans on this planet for starters however, Vest who lived in the country and around farm animals as a child knows the secret of this riddle, the fact is , one could smell a billy goat a half mile away and its lingering odour on contact would be difficult to remove. little wonder the that the goat sleeps in the tiger den and the tiger on the den roof.
Bllygoat flest looks like lamb or mutton but has an Acquired taste for those who dare eat it. 

Bon Appetite C'est de'licux.

Vest ... Back soon.

Thursday, 7 January 2016

History on this day Jan 7 1942.


My First Career

On 5 January 1942, I went to Shotley Royal Naval Base for a medical

examination, which I passed despite being under the height requirement

of five feet. I was four feet ten and a half inches, six stone six lbs (42.3 kg),

and fifteen years, five months and twenty days old. I was an under-sized,

under-aged piece of ‘cannon fodder.’ The school received a twenty-five

pound Sterling bounty payment upon my delivery to the Royal Navy.

My body was sold for approximately 55p or Aus $1-15 a Kilo or 30 cents

U/S per lb.

After a gruelling train journey to Fleetwood (near Liverpool,) I

embarked in the early morning on the Isle of Man steam packet, ‘Rushen

Castle’. It took four hours to get to Douglas, the capital and main port on

the Isle of Man. I hadn’t been at sea for four years.

Looking piteously at the first-timers berleying on the boisterous Irish

sea, I was reminded of my first experience of sea sickness on a

Portsmouth to Isle Of Wight ferry in 1938 the ‘Lorna Doone,’ a coal

burning paddle steamer that smelled of beer, egg sandwiches, and tarred

rope. I believe it was put to good use evacuating soldiers from Dunkirk

(Dunkirk) France in June 1940.

The Bible in my possession said, ‘To John Leonard Spencer on the

Feast of the Epiphany, 7 January 1942.” It was signed by the Rev.

Harling. I often wonder if the Rev. Harling ever made it to heaven.

Some of the other entrants who wore sailor’s gear like mine were from

other navy schools. Some wore civilian clothes. It was Wednesday, 7

January 1942. I was now a boy, 2nd Class RN. The Americans had beaten

me to this war thing by thirty-one days, but I was better prepared than

most for my next encounter with a new type of authority..
A year later Iwas serving on on my first warship ,HMS KGV in the Atlantic,
Med,. Ind Ocean and Pacific returning to the UK 13 March 46- long after the war
had ended. IE "The forgotten fleet".
"Vest not forget"  (Excerpt from memoirs)
The only laugh I have is, the RN have been paying me a tax free pension for 47 years or more.


Tuesday, 29 December 2015

Sydney to Hobart Yacht race 1945

      I was a youthful 19.5 year old when I had my pic taken on the Rani in Hobart 1945. It is a pity being as I lost most of the contents in my personal locker in 1948 while on leave from HMS Duke of York  which included said photo and many more stolen or destroyed.
     It was on a Sunday January 6, 1945 in Sydney  that the ship I was serving on The HMS KING George V was returning home to the UK months after the end of WW2  due to the lengthy repairs which took  place in Sydney.Then finally on our way home  Via Hobart Tasmania at a breakneck speed of eight knots (due to a steering defect we arrived in Portsmouth UK on March 13 , A bit bedraggled  but pleased to be home after the mayhem of the Pacific war and the following months of love-ins in Sydney(Another story)

It must be dreadful to believe that the poms won the inaugural race.

1945 Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race

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1st Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race
Date26 December 1945 – 3 January 1946
DefenderInaugural Race
Number of Yachts9
Coordinates33°51.35′S 151°12.40′E / 33.85583°S 151.20667°E / -33.85583; 151.20667Coordinates: 33°51.35′S 151°12.40′E / 33.85583°S 151.20667°E / -33.85583; 151.20667-
42°52.7′S 147°19.58′E / 42.8783°S 147.32633°E / -42.8783; 147.32633
The 1945 Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race was the inaugural running of the annual "blue water classic", the Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race. It was hosted by the Cruising Yacht Club of Australia based in Sydney, New South Wales. The race was initially planned to be a cruise planned by Peter Luke and some friends who had formed a club for those who enjoyed cruising as opposed to racing. The plan was changed, however, when a visiting British Royal Navy Officer, Captain John Illingworth, famously suggested, "Why don’t we make a race of it?"[1][2]
The inaugural race,[3] like all those that have followed, began on Sydney Harbour, at noon on Boxing Day (26 December), before heading south for 630 nautical miles (1,170 km) through the Tasman Sea, past Bass Strait, into Storm Bay and up the Derwent River, to cross the finish line in Hobart, Tasmania.
The 1945 fleet comprised 9 starters.[4] Of the 9 starters, 8 yachts completed the race. Illingworth's own vessel, Rani, won the inaugural race in a time of 6 days, 14 hours and 22 minutes.[5]
Peter Luke's record for longest-ever time to finish the course stands to this day: 11 days, 6hours, and 20 minutes.[6]

1945 Fleet[edit]

9 yachts registered to begin the 1945 Sydney to Hobart Yacht race. They are:
LH (Elapsed) Time
HW (Corrected) Time
AmbermerleAustralia(NSW)J Colquhoun, C KielNA
ArchinaAustralia (NSW)P GoldsteinNARETIREDRETIRED
HorizonAustralia (NSW)J R BartlettNA
KathleenAustraliaJack EarlNA
Mistral IIAustralia (NSW)Robert EvansNA
RaniUnited KingdomCaptain John Illingworth, RNNA6:14:22:004:9:38:00
SaltairAustraliaA E and R M WalkerNA
WayfairerAustralia (NSW)Peter LukeNA
Winston ChurchillAustraliaP CoverdaleNA


Line HonoursLH (Elapsed) Time
Handicap WinnerHW (Corrected) Time
United Kingdom Rani6:14:22:00United Kingdom Rani4:9:38:00

Thursday, 17 December 2015

Tornado hits Sydney NSW AUS..

A storm hit Sydney yesterday with wind strengths up to 212 Kls per hour . some dreadful damage occurred read about it in the Sydney Daily Telegraph on line.
Vest is not new to such phenomena having experienced a typhoon at sea off of Sakishima Gunto March 31  1945 which in fact saved our bacon and kept us the BPF out of operations for 24 hours until the yanks landed the next day on Okinawa; Easter Sunday and all fools day.The next Typhoon was in Sagami bay Japan late Aug 1945 prior to entering Tokyo bay. quite a scene with many smaller ships losing their moorings and floating around perilously. However, the worst was yet to come when in 1962 living with my family of wife and three sons in the suburb of Laichicok New territories Hong Kong, the  epicentre of Typhoon Wanda  the mother of all typhoons arrived over the colony. I leave out my personal experiences because they would not match the horror and suffering of others at the time of this tragedy. Wikki will explain it better.

spell check gone bugger.

Typhoon Wanda (1962)

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Typhoon Wanda
Category 2 (Saffir–Simpson scale)
This TIROS weather satellite image of Typhoon Wanda was taken on August 30, 1962 at 0023 UTC
FormedAugust 27, 1962
DissipatedSeptember 1, 1962
Highest winds1-minute sustained: 175 km/h (110 mph)
Lowest pressure953 hPa (mbar); 28.14 inHg
Fatalities434 total
Areas affectedBritish Hong Kong, Portuguese Macau and China
Part of the 1962 Pacific typhoon season
Typhoon Wanda was the most intense tropical cyclone on record in Hong Kong. It was the 59th disturbance in the record-breaking 1962 Pacific typhoon season, forming in August east of the Philippines. Typhoon Wanda reached peak winds of 175 km/h (110 mph) in the South China Sea, and it made landfall on Hong Kong on September 1, producing gusts of 261 km/h (161 mph) which, in combination with a high storm surge, damaged thousands of huts and left 72,000 people homeless. Wanda left a total of 434 deaths, and it is estimated that an identical typhoon striking today would cause HK$2.6 billion ($335 million USD) in losses.

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

Clover Moore? I say Cloverless.

Like the old song went, "dont have any more MissuS Moore", it is now a stark fact that Sydneysiders have reached their peak of discontent and are still maintaining the rage.
Todays statement  from this blinkered Mare AKA the Mayor of Sydney Clover Moore , will have enraged most people, only a person devoid of tact with the brain of a blind rocking horse would claim the Lindt Cafe siege in 2014 was not terrorism.
The whole world heard of this atrocity in grim detail which was committed by a  Muslim person who was declaed insane, I would believe that anyone blowing themselves to smithereens or engaging in a suicidal shoot out would have to be likened to a headless chook or a Lord Mayer.

Question . "Has the title 'Lady Mayoress' been dropped for the blokie title Mayor, or was it chosen to suit her likely differing gender " ?

Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip.

Vest,.... Back soon.

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

No sign of Heaven yet, Plus beng deported

     A  Russian  hacker has disclosed that the space traveller to planet Mars leaked a unreported official message received from the probe that so far there has been no sighting of heaven or angels on its travels, The pontiff in Rome and other eccleslastical faith industry followers are refusing to comment  apart from a well known American human  pygmy scientologist a top gun flier called Tarm who has stated "ar harve bin to heaven with arld nic, arm harving prarblems finding my way back.

    Federal authorities have recently deported a large number of high profile bikies  and other big time crims after realising none had become Australian citizens, despite living here in OZ most of their pitiful lives.
It doth seem that any person who upsets the applecart big time will have their marching orders should they not be bonafide Oz cits.  it will also prevent them from  receiving pensions from where and  whence they go. My wife and I have been Oz cits for forty odd years but none of our five sons have taken up the challenge, So get to it lads.
The problem is that once involved in major crime your OZ cit application will be rejected and you will be on a fast boat to nowhere.

     The important thing is this: to be able to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.

     Vest ...Back soon.

Monday, 9 November 2015

Euro and Pound Swap places.

Today's Sydney Daily Telegraph frightful cock up would worry a heap of Poms seeking news regarding the value of the pound . Again we have the Pound in the Euro spot and visa versa for the Euro in the Pound slot
     This follows Saturday's Faux Pas by a proof reading wobble head  who allowed the Friday's score card to be replaced by one dating back to January 2015

Joke of the day
 : The little boy was asked by his teacher, 'When was the Magna Carta signed."
 The boy replied," Lunchtime at a quarter past twelve.sir."

Vest Say's , my hand was sore from the cane administered by (Attila) A D Bates - my History teacher.
Proving it doesn't  pay to be smart.

Vest.... Back soon.

PS the pound is on 47 and the euro on 65.. some dif.

Sunday, 8 November 2015

Dear friend or relative. This is a general mail out to enable those of you who do not wish to receive mail outs in the form of letters posts and other material delivered by PC.from me. the rule is quite simple (for most people) Should you not reply within 21 days of receiving this message indicating you wish to continue, all messages will cease from then on, unless at a later date you inform me of your wish to continue as before.

Over the past four months , my time has been gobbled up by travel and its consequences; domestic and health issues , most of which have been sorted out although controlling the problems of hers truly(Dementia) and the infectious knock on my shin is a worry. However, I passed my aged driving test recently and my next test will be when I am 91 July 16 2017..

Shortly I shall start on my lengthy Christmas card list. This mail out will help somewhat. most of those who sent them last year will be in the offing but probably not all. and for those who recall the TIM Performances during July; I was just as surprised as you; completely unexpected. but I have allowed the incidents to pass into oblivion. At the time of writing this letter I am in fairly good health and hope that you and your loved one's are likewise.

Hoping to hear from you soon. LJB AKA Vest Daily

Inspiration exists, but it has to find us working.

Saturday, 7 November 2015

Dim Witted Sydney Daily Telegragh Proof Readers Stuff Up Again..

     Newspaper proof readers are paid oodles of dosh to get it written right not written rotten.
It could be assumed that today's  Sydney Daily Telegraph" Sports Scoreboard" was contrived by an unqualified ex thugby tattooed retarded mutton head living in Rip van winkle land.
     Instead of displaying the past twenty four hours major sports results, we have a  last January scoreboard; IE the first Ashes test cricket scores plus the mid season thugby league  scores.
     I expect we shall see yesterdays results sometime in January or possibly tomorrow or an announcement of a possible new Editor taking up the slack.

Ask yourself always: how can this be done better?

Have the Sydney Daily Telegraph delivered daily to your door monthly for less than forty bucks.

Vest... Back soon.

Thursday, 24 September 2015

The boring untruths of facebook

     I don't care a hoot if I insult you because you are a face book moron , it is about time you long time users and losers were told the truth
     Here I shall give you a few reasons not to like face book any more full stop.
    First of all Face book is always watching like a sweaty old middle aged bimbo or dirty old geezer whose only interest is immorality and depravity; take your pick. It is also a a source of anything likely to be of little use plus a guide to future depravity for the  unemployable school leavers expanding the dole queue's.. The predators mentioned watching  and recording every thing you like or desire and every ones info you have recorded, yes every one you have ever  visited..
     The face book man keeps are not simply filed away under I bet you wish we were not watching you so closely, your news feed is based on this info All of your past love trysts and agony plus the latest fleeting  romance as well as your on line history , is used to sell you stuff too..
     Most people I have read on Face book who are not celebrities always seem to be on the beach sunning themselves with their latest Spanish or froggy Lothario, others are renovating their newly acquired mansion on the Gold coast or some other upmarket area. and lying about enjoying the company of their half dozen offspring and cooking food few people have ever heard of.. Maybe these people have won big on lotto and given up on work, or some were devoted in their Quest to find the end of the Rainbow ; found it and moved there
     Face book is constantly experimenting on you, They tally up the info you have revealed and use it to sell you more stuff you really don't need. The only way I can see face book being of any face value is forget about chasing the approval of others, simply share the  things you have enjoyed with persons you may believe would enjoy them too.

Vest ....Back soon.

"Sweet as fragrant roses 'Tis to have a friend, on whom in gloom or sunshine we know we can depend"

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

A Study of Studs. Or.....

When you're from the country your perception is a little bit different.

A farmer drove to a neighbour's farmhouse and knocked at the door. A boy aged about 9 opened the door. "Is your dad or mum home?" said the farmer.
"No, they went to town."
"What about your brother Howard? Is he here?"
"No, he went with Mum and Dad"
The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself.
"I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one, or I can give Dad a message."
"Well," said the farmer uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to your Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter Suzy pregnant."
The boy thought for a moment... "You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges £500 for the bull and £50 for the pig, but I don't know how much he charges for Howard."

Sunday, 30 August 2015

I am back and glad so.+ a letter to relatives

My jaunt to the land of hope and glory didn't quite cut the mustard as did previous times, Maybe it was our age factor and less interest by those we visited. To be truthful the best efforts to make our stay pleasing were shared equally by relatives residing in Benson Havant and Dover.
To give and not to count the cost may be an old parable but adding up the amount of time through the ages when relatives have stayed with my family on their overseas visits to us is at least three times greater than we have prevailed upon them. Admittedly some relatives in the UK are reluctant to travel the long distance or are scared of flying despite offers to pay 50% of their fare .
The other factor which delivered a constant flow of anxiety came from the anti social antics and garrulity of our prodigal son who failed in his role of  both driver and assistant; (It is better we leave the details unspoken) Better still unprinted. More details can be obtained on request. So far I have not heard a "I told you so" from my eldest regarding our prodigal son.
A day visit to to my friend Edward who lives in Stowmarket was a success, Edward attended the same nautical school as I in Norfolk many years ago. I also met up with a school mate in Chalgrove Oxford shire Ken Batley OBE Ex magistrate, Ken my age and I attended Chalgrove primary in 1931 and were great mates for many years.
In the wash up I would like to thank all of those persons we prevailed upon and their efforts to please
us despite a few problems.
In the past three days since arriving home to Australia , the peace and tranquillity and restful sleep
aura has been overwhelming,. to all of our Relatives and friends overseas you are welcome to visit us and experience our alternative lifestyle and its benefits. Imagination is the highest kite one can fly..

Vest AKA Les B..... Back soon.

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Today in History. 1926 Post 1305.

It was Eighty Nine years ago when Vest AKA LJB, Me, was born at 21 Homerton High street Hackney London E 8; within the sound of Bow Bells .
Thank you for those relatives and friends who have sent Birthday wishes from far and wide  and those from my sons face book friends.
Nothing much happening at the moment, tomorrow I shall be doing my Aged Persons driving test, and then on Sat & Sunday finalise packing for the trip to the sceptred isle set in a silver sea, departing 1510  Mon 20, arriving Heathrow 0530 Tuesday 21st. and retuning to OZ Aug 25.
 I shall be taking the wife, and the youngest son to do the driving and baggage handling , which will make the trip less arduous.
So that is all for now see you all later on.
Vest .... Back soon.
It is better one lives richly than dies rich.

Saturday, 4 July 2015

The Muslim Book Store



So, there I was, walking through the new mall, when I saw that there was a “Muslim Book Store.”

I was wondering what exactly was in a “Muslim book store” so I went on in.

I was wandering around taking a look and the clerk stopped me asked if he could help me
I imagine I didn’t look like his normal clientele.

So I asked for a copy of the UK Immigration Policy Book regarding Muslims.

The Clerk said, “Piss off, get out, and stay out !”

I said, “Yes, that's the one. Do you have that in paperback?”

Monday, 29 June 2015

Australian passports and more.

Going overseas no matter where you will require a passport, if it is a foreign or British passport you will have to have a valid Visa for your return to Australia.

If your passport has expired, you will be required to apply for a new one, and this may be achieved by going on line for the info. Here is the problem., IT WiLL

TAKE 9 WEEKS before it arrives back from merry England..

However if you are like some of my sons who are Brit Born and have not moved from Aus since their arrival in 1971 and have not become naturalized, not only will you have the previous problem but another denying you an Aus passport, which means a six month Wait to become a Aus Citizen after your application.
The application for an Aus passport will take around two weeks and cost half as much as a Brit passport. There are concessions for the aged and infirm..

In the past there have been anomalies where sportsmen like Kepplar Wessells a springbok from Suid Afrika was allowed to play cricket for Aus During the apartheid era,this was expedited by Bob Non combatant chook Hawk


It is hoped my youngest son will have his PP returned soon from merry England then we can get moving, we are packed ready to go, just waiting for those pommy paper pushers to pull their finger out. Hopefully the ETD will be July 25 ?.

Back soon ....Vest.

Friday, 19 June 2015

"I Believe its a coming."

Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport lounge in
Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights. One is an American Indian,
passing thru from Lame Deer. Another is a cowboy on his way to Billings
for a livestock show. And the third is a fundamentalist Arab student
from the Middle East, newly arrived at Montana State University.

Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two
Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim and the
conversation falls into an uneasy lull. The cowboy leans back in his
chair, crosses his boots on a magazine table and tips his big
sweat-stained hat forward over his face. The wind outside is blowing
tumbleweeds around and the old windsock is flapping, but still no plane
comes. Finally, the American Indian clears his throat and softly speaks.
"At one time here, my people were many, but sadly, now we are few."
The Muslim student raises an eyebrow and leans forward,
"Once my people were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do you suppose that
is?" The Montana cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth,
and from the darkness beneath his Stetson says in a drawl, "That's
'cause we ain't played Cowboys and Muslims yet, but I do believe it's

Wednesday, 10 June 2015

Spoonerisms. What is Your Favourite?

Professor Spooner after having delivered his speech regarding the retirement of the college Dean.. said  "Raise your glasses  ladies and gentlemen., I now propose a toast to our Queer Dean".
  There have been many faux pas  in the past , some real political clangers and such, which one is your favourite?  BTW The Rev W Spooner was the  dean of  New College at Oxford university around the mid 19th cent. a pasty faced weired looking bloke.
 Go on ... Have a go.

Vest.... back later.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Saving your Life.

                                            CPR ON YOURSELF........................(different!!)
1 Let's say it's 7.25pm and you're going home (alone of course) after an
unusually hard day on the job.

2 You're really tired, upset and frustrated.

3 Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts
to drag out into your arm and up in to your jaw. You are only about five
miles from the hospital nearest your home.

4 Unfortunately you don't know if you'll be able to make it that far.

5 You have been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the course did
not tell you how to perform it on yourself.

Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack without help,
the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel
faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness.

7 However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and
very vigorously. A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the
cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep
inside the chest.

A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without
let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating
normally again.

8 Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze
the heart and keep the blood circulating. The squeezing pressure on the
heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack
victims can get to a hospital.

9 Tell as many other people as possible about this. It could save their

10 A cardiologist says If everyone who gets this mail, kindly sends it to
10 people, you can bet that we'll save at least one life.

11 Rather than sending jokes, please..contribute by forwarding this mail
which can save a person's life....

12 If this message comes around you .....more than once.....please don't
get irritated......U need to be happy that you have many friends who care
about you & being reminded of how to tackle....Heart

At 11am  Friday June 11, I shall be involved with making a NEW will , at the loophole Larry's in Gosford. Those family persons who have not been told they are beneficiaries , will not  be beneficiaries .

Vest... Back soon.

Monday, 8 June 2015

Birthdays... History... and Un Birthdays

     Today in Most of Australia  The Queen of the Commonwealth's Birthday will be celebrated
Chronologically this elderly old crone lord bless her royal socks  will turn 89 years and 48 days of age.
Her royal highness Aunt Betty will share her Birth year  with such notables as Marilyn Monroe June 1, 1926, Fidel Castro Aug 13- 1926  And David Attenborough May 8 1926, Also an old geezer named Vest ; Yours truly was born (yes born) On July 16-1926, Gorgeous Marilyn was pronounced deceased on Aug 4 -1962 the day I was posted and arrived in 'Fragrant Harbour H/K back in 1962.
     However, it was on this day the ninth day of June in  632 the year of our lord that Mohammed the founder of the Islamic religion Died and  is currently cavorting with numerous virgins in that big Mosque in the heavens, but it was ten years earlier that Big Mo took flight from Mecca on July 16  622, which formed the foundation day for the Islamic Religion.( I sometimes wonder if the world would be a better place if Big Mo had missed his flight on that Magic Carpet.
Alas Big Mo was not the only horror with a 'big' name, as it came to pass in 1945 on my Nineteenth birthday July 16 that the biggest bomb ever was exploded in the new Mexico Desert; the dreaded 'Atom Bomb. Then followed the next world changing event the Apollo Eleven Moon probe which blasted off at 2100hrs GMT on the 16th of July 1969> Getting back to the later Atom bombs on Japan I firmly believe it saved many lives  particularly those who like myself were with the Vanguard of the forces off  the coast of Japan intent on bringing the sons of Nippon to their knees at a great cost to life and limbs.
"I don't Believe it" I have been informed that a place this Guy called Nuzilland a kiwi no doubt Say's we had a Queens birthday last week and another bloke tells me that the Sand gropers in Western Strayer are having one on September 28.
I am hoping to go to the UK as soon as my youngest son gets his passport organised but shall not calling on my favourite rello good Queen Bess..
All for now . Vest....Back soon

Saturday, 6 June 2015

Religeous Tolerance.

Subject: Tolerance 101

 "I am truly perplexed that so many of my friends are against another mosque being built in Sydney. I think it should be the goal of every Australian to be tolerant regardless of their religious beliefs. Thus the mosque should be allowed, in an effort to promote tolerance."
“That is why I also propose that two nightclubs be opened next door to the mosque, thereby promoting tolerance from within the mosque. We could call one of the clubs, which would be gay, 'The Turban Cowboy' and the other, a topless bar, would be called 'You Mecca Me Hot'."
“Next door should be a butcher shop that specializes in pork, and adjacent to that an open-pit barbecue pork restaurant, called 'Iraq of Ribs'."
“Across the street there could be a lingerie store called "Victoria Keeps Nothing Secret' with sexy mannequins in the window modeling the goods and on the other side a liquor store called 'Morehammered'. All of this would encourage Muslims to demonstrate the tolerance they demand of us."
Yes we should promote tolerance, and you can do your part by passing this on. And if you are not laughing or smiling at this point, it is either past your bedtime, or it's midnight at the oasis and time to put your camel to bed."