Wednesday, 28 November 2007

A Romantic Weekend for Rosemary and her lover Vest

Unless something crops up, this will be my last post until Monday Dec 3, the past fortnight has been fairly quiet; nothing too disturbing except for the thunderstorm last Thursday stuffing three computers downstairs the property of my sons #1 & #5, fortunately my computer was spared the same fate.
Within the past 48hours I have deleted about 60 comments presumably from World United Bloggers, a miscellaneous save the sodding world bunch of religious freaks, seemingly controlled by a very friendly group of Muslims, who recently requested that I become a moderator for Australian content emerging on their blog site. After a couple of weeks summing up the situation and receiving advice from a learned friend(yes , one of them and no charge too) I decided it wasn't my bag and politely told them so. Thus the barrage of eerie threatening comments, mostly cowardly and anonymous. One of the failings of these people is the fact the majority fail to answer - reply to comments , it seems like the proverbial Irish parliament; everyone talking and no one listening.
We now have a brand new supermarket; five times larger than the previous one, the old S/M has been knocked down to provide more parking space. there seems to be more packing of shelves going on than the emptying of , I fear the emergence of a white elephant, leading to possible closure; given time.
Rosemary my nearest and dearest won three prizes at the club raffle on Sunday plus the cash jackpot of $450 - 00, she has earmarked several ways how to get rid of it, Rosemary is not unlike other females who belong to the ancient order of FATMASP.
Oddly the club representative organizing the raffle, was none other than the Mother of Tim 27 the successor to Julie, the former wife of my son Tim 40, whose two beautiful 11 and 14 year old daughters stayed at our home during the weekend, Tamara and Jacinta are never asked nor do we receive from them info on their domestic issues. However, the mother of Tim 27 informed Rosemary that the romance between her son Tim and Julie our Tim's former wife is over, leaving behind a three year son. finally our Tim 40 has been ordered to pay more blood money to cover Julie's loss of income. Incidentally the names Denise & John are Tim 27s parents, also the names of both Tim's 27 & 40 in laws, confusing isn't it.
While I write a few more Xmas cards, I must ask Rosemary to clean the car check under the bonnet(hood) put air in the tyres (tires) before our trip down to the south coast this Friday to visit Tony our # 2 son (He doesn't like that title) Tony is successful like myself he has retired at 51 on a fully paid up 5 acre's near the sea plus 5 bed two bth/rm home. Tony's nearest and dearest Rebbecca at 39 is far too young to retire, in her absence,Tony amuses himself on his 6 metre boat and pottering within the estate.
I have just been informed that it is I who must fix the ------- car , its so hard these days to find a subservient partner, like the saying.
'When you've gotta horse, You don't pull yer own cart."

See you on Monday, have a fulfilling weekend. VEST.

Tuesday, 27 November 2007


Manners maketh a good pupilBy Graeme Paton Education Editor
Last Updated: 8:21am GMT 26/11/2007
Old-fashioned courtesy has been put on the curriculum at a leading private school to ensure children grow up with respect for adults.
Your view: What manners should pupils be taught?
Prison officers to knock on cells before entering

Anthony Seldon, master of Wellington: 'It is essential that we treat each other with respect'
Pupils at Wellington College, Berks, are being told to touch the brim of their hats to passing teachers and take their hands out of pockets when singing hymns or the National Anthem.
Boys are also required to open car doors for women or elderly visitors and always stand when an adult enters the room.
The rules were devised amid fears that children were growing up without a grounding in good manners.
Last week, David Cameron, the Conservative leader, said sloppy dress and poor manners were at the root of declining standards of discipline in schools.

Anthony Seldon, master of Wellington, said: "It is essential that we treat each other with respect, whether that's the person who cleans the boarders' rooms or the head."
The school, which charges £25,600 for boarders, requires every pupil to carry a list of 12 common courtesies at all times. Pupils consistently flouting the rules could be punished.
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Sunday, 25 November 2007


Goodbye, Not Interested

I Vest of . do hereby state that, due to a different opinion regarding the effectiveness of world united bloggers to save the world from strife and chaos and promote religious tolerance, I am releasing myself from any previous bond with W U B on the acceptance of advice from a competent judicial source. I shall not waste my time and effort in explaining 'Why'; as I am of the opinion it would fall upon deaf ears. VEST.

Wednesday, 21 November 2007

Facebook makes me Suicidal...JAY writes on 'Kill the Goat'...The best explanation of facebook ever.

Blogging is just masturbating without the mess.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Facebook makes me suicidal.
If you have thus far avoided the vast, sucking hole that is Facebook, congratulations. You will never have to learn that your ex-lover got fat and bald and the guy you turned down in high school has just bought his second waterfront cottage.You will also never know what your good friends, your creepy relatives, your casual acquaintances, people you vaguely remember fucking, and others you added because you were too embarrassed to admit you didn't recognize their names really think about you.And by "think about you", I don't mean whether they think you're a decent person or a hard worker. I mean whether they want to make out with you, secretly or otherwise. Now, clearly this is a bit sketchy: you can't claim that only want to make out with your wife. You have to pick. And you have to pick between 2 random people on your friends list. So if Facebook asks if you would rather make out with the guy who lives across the hall from you whom everyone refers to as "Mr. B.O." or the old lady who runs your eczema support group, you have to choose.Worse than choosing between two need-to-gargle scenarios is the fact that these very people are also making the same decisions about you. And then the results of hundreds of these decisions are published for everyone to see.I discovered that 100% of my friends voted me "rather kiss" , "better body", "cooler", and "sexier", which is natural enough. Thankfully these were also tempered with "most entertaining", "smarter", and "funnier." All words I use in reference to myself on at least an hourly basis. What perplexed me was also scoring 100% of the votes for "rather get stuck in handcuffs with" (although, even I can admit that it IS a pretty likely scenario), "more likely to win in a fight", (okay, I do have a pretty kicky reputation), "can drink more" (jeez, you name one saint after alcohol and suddenly you're a lush) and "more likely to skip class" (let it go already!). And what worried me is that I got no votes at all for "well-mannered", "studies harder", or "better at science."Oh, so I suck at science, do I?Okay, so it's great that my friends know me so well. But aren't friends supposed to, you know, lie on your behalf? Pretend you're better than you are? Not give you suck-at-science complexes?I was just about ready to saddle up my high horse and ride to my closest Facebookian's house, and pound on their door shouting obscenities until they either called the cops (how quickly those handcuffs make an appearance) or give me the votes I am due. I realize I've wasted lots of good years by not stumping for votes, not polling my friends, not having fancy dinners that raise millions of dollars in order to have me elected Most Honest.Would it help if I got celebrity endorsements?Now, I'm not saying that you should withdraw your votes for "rather sleep with". I still want to be your hottest friend. I just would also like to be more your most talented friend, most accomplished, smoothest legs (okay, that one doesn't exist yet, but it should) - and hell, just for shits and giggles, let's throw in most organized as well. Fuck I'm impressive. Or, I would be, if only my friends were better liars.You know, as long as I'm here, I may as well just junk the so-called friends who dared point out the fact that I am not tech-savvy and accept applications for new friends. Facebook friends. The only qualifications you need is the ability to stretch the truth, a willingness to assume that I am the best singer and the best smelling, and above else - not be better looking than me.
posted by Jay @ 1:36 AM
(38) Beat the goat with a hickory stick


Monday, 19 November 2007

Red versus Blue Politicin Aint what it seems to be.


SYDNEY Town in the land of OZ was in a pre election frenzy. The two main Antagonists were a newcomer to fed politics (labor) bloke, Saint Kevin Rudd wearing red. and the (conservative -Liberal) Dead beat Bush suckhole and chicken Hawk Prime Miniature, J, Winnie, Howard in blue.

Now both of these sharpies were no more trustworthy than a rabid robbers dog.

Rolling into town from way back beyond the black stump; was Wally Dodds( A frequent caller to this blog) Wally the Aborigine medicine man with his horse and cart was challenged by both political mobs with regard to the medical validity of his claim, that, his Blue and Red medicines cured certain types of illness at differing times of the year. Wally being an aborigine and generally ignored by polllies was pissed off with both of the assholes shouting him down. Stated he was only carrying Red and Blue medicine.

The Red medicine was made from the bark at the top of the LACITILOP tree at the height of summer. The Blue Medicine was made from the bark at the bottom of the LACITILOP tree during the depths of winter. Both medicines laced with a syrupy juice keeps your stool loose and you fancy free, like the policies you pollies propose to inflict on the general public, during your pathetic efforts to cure the financial woes of this country.

The truth is, MR RED 's medicine; if you allow him, will skin you from the earholes down, and MR BLUE I am certain, will continue to skin you from the toe nails upward.
posted by Vest.

Sunday, 18 November 2007

All together now,aaaahhhh!...We must fight for Climax Change

I have 200 orgasms every day.....
but I'm not moaning!

PRETTY Sarah Carmen is a 200-a-day orgasm girl who gets good, good, GOOD vibrations from almost anything.
The rumble of a train on the tracks, the purr of a hairdryer, the rhythmic drone of a photo-copier are all enough to make her go oh oh oh, ahhhhh.
She had FIVE orgasms during our 40-minute interview. But I can't take the credit—it was just talking about her sex life that set her off.
Sarah, 24, suffers from Permanent Sexual Arousal Syndrome (PSAS), which increases blood flow to the sex organs.
She said: "Sometimes I have so much sex to try to calm myself down I get bored of it. And men I sleep with don't seem to make as much effort because I climax so easily."
As she chatted, Sarah became increasingly flustered.
"Sorry, you'll have to excuse me for a minute. I'll be with you in a sec," she mumbled before letting out a long sigh.
Sarah, from London, developed PSAS after being prescribed anti-depressants at 19.
She believes her condition was brought on by the pills.
She said: "Within a few weeks I just began to get more and more aroused more and more of the time and I just kept having endless orgasms.
"It started off in bed where sex sessions would last for hours and my boyfriend would be stunned at how many times I would orgasm.
"Then it would happen after sex. I'd be thinking about what we'd done in bed and I'd start feeling a bit flushed, then I'd become aroused and climax.
"In six months I was having 150 orgasms a day—and it has been as many as 200."
She and her boyfriend split— and new partners struggle to keep up with her sex demands. "Often, I'll want to wear myself out by having as many orgasms as I can so they stop and I can get some peace," she said.
Sarah is a beautician and working in salons filled with whirring hairdryers and skincare gadgets can cause problems.
"If I start coughing and run to the loo, the girls know to fetch the client a magazine or a cup of tea," she said, adding, "Sometimes I'd like to just have a normal life."

By Dr Hilary Jones
WOMEN who suffer PSAS constantly feel on the brink of the powerful and rhythmic muscular contractions that orgasms cause.
This condition is so rare that some experts have mocked it.
No scientific explanation has ever been provided, but it may be that some inflammation or infection in the pelvic area is stimulating clitoral nerves.
Some psychiatrists believe PSAS is simply a psychological symptom of some emotional crisis—it's like a broken heart expressing itself as genital sensitivity.
Either way, a woman with PSAS can be in mental and physical pain and really needs sympathetic medical help.
The more women like Sarah speak out, the more the medical profession will realise this is something they need to treat with sympathy and understanding.

Saturday, 17 November 2007

The Wondrous World Of ISLAM Exposed Female rape victim gets 200 lashes and six months in the slammer.

Female rape victim gets 200 lashes, and six months jail.

From correspondents in Riyadh

November 16, 2007 08:45am

A COURT in the ultra-conservative Islamic kingdom of Saudi Arabia is punishing a female victim of gang rape with 200 lashes and six months in jail.

The 19-year-old woman - whose six armed attackers have been sentenced to jail terms - was initially ordered to undergo 90 lashes for "being in the car of an unrelated male at the time of the rape,'' the Arab News reported.

But in a new verdict issued after Saudi Arabia's Higher Judicial Council ordered a retrial, the court in the eastern town of Al-Qatif more than doubled the number of lashes to 200.

A court source told the English-language Arab News that the judges had decided to punish the woman further for "her attempt to aggravate and influence the judiciary through the media.''

Saudi Arabia enforces a strict Islamic doctrine known as Wahhabism and forbids unrelated men and women from associating with each other, bans women from driving and forces them to cover head-to-toe in public.

Last year, the court sentenced six Saudi men to between one and five years in jail for the rape as well as ordering lashes for the victim, a member of the minority Shi'ite community.

But the woman's lawyer Abdul Rahman al-Lahem appealed, arguing that the punishments were too lenient in a country where the offence can carry the death penalty.

In the new verdict issued on Wednesday, the Al-Qatif court also toughened the sentences against the six men to between two and nine years in prison.

The case has angered members of Saudi Arabia's Shi'ite community. The convicted men are Sunni Muslims, the dominant community in the oil-rich Gulf state.

Ms Lahem, also a human rights activist, said yesterday the court had banned him from handling the rape case and withdrew his licence to practise law because he challenged the verdict.

He said he has also been summoned by the ministry of justice to appear before a disciplinary committee in December.

Ms Lahem said the move might be due to his criticism of some judicial institutions, and "contradicts King Abdullah's quest to introduce reform, especially in the justice system.''

King Abdullah last month approved a new body of laws regulating the judicial system in Saudi Arabia, which rules on the basis of sharia, or Islamic law.

Thursday, 15 November 2007

Employees Sacked for using Facebook.

Hundreds of employees have been sacked or disciplined for spending too much time on social networking sites at work, according to new research.
It found that more than 1,700 people working for 65 public institutions have been dismissed or reprimanded for internet or email misuse in the past three years.
The figures, released under the Freedom of Information Act, show that bosses are increasingly taking a hard line against staff who abuse the internet during office hours.
Common offences include excessive internet use, viewing inappropriate material online such as pornography and forwarding offensive emails to friends.
Government departments emerged as some of the most unforgiving places to work.

But the Trade Union Congress (TUC) has criticised employers who have imposed blanket bans, saying that staff should be allowed to use the internet during lunch breaks.
It's unreasonable for employers to try to stop their staff from having a life outside work just because they can’t get their heads around the technology.
It is very important that staff familiarise the policy when they start a new job.
Employers do have grounds for sacking or disciplining employees who blatantly abuse the internet or email at work.
People need to be very careful about what sites they are looking at and what kind of emails they are sending because if they are caught sending or reading offensive material the consequences could be very serious.

Wednesday, 14 November 2007

Too busy to blog today.going shopping

Here is an excerpt from my favourite news paper 'The Sydney Daily Telegraph.
An insult to their great sacrifice -->An insult to their great sacrifice
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Anita QuigleyWednesday, November 14, 2007 at 07:22am
THE Ode of Apathy:They shall grow very old, as we that are left don’t care;Age shall not endear them, nor the years be kind.At the going down of the sun and in the morning,We will just forget them.
This was the ode adhered to in shopping centres across the country last Sunday.Consumers too busy in their little materialistic worlds couldn’t give a minute of their time to acknowledge the men and women who sacrificed their lives, their health and their futures so that we could benefit from the freedom and democracy in which we are fortunate enough to live.Not even the loudspeaker announcing that it was time to observe Remembrance Day distracted some customers at Chatswood Chase from their buying frenzy.While many decent Australians did pause for the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month that marks the time the World War I armistice became effective, most at this shopping hub did not.Even as the Ode of Remembrance was clearly read aloud, they kept on walking, talking, quaffing their lattes and selecting that “must have” new designer shirt.In a world where many think it a greater privilege to meet Nicole Kidman, Steve Waugh or Kylie Minogue than a returned veteran, I suppose I shouldn’t really be surprised.But I was. When you are in an affluent suburb - which should constitute well-educated residents - and you are reminded clearly over a loudspeaker that it is Remembrance Day yet you still ignore it and walk away, it makes you wonder what sort of citizens we are becoming.Neither age, race nor sex seemed a factor among those who decided to disregard our servicemen and servicewomen. The only common element was a desire to keep shopping, no matter what.Is one minute of one day - a lazy, sunny Sunday morning in this case - too much to ask?No member of my family past or present has served in the armed forces, yet I appreciate the importance of acknowledging those who have lost their lives. For me. And for you.Who can be that frantic in a shopping mall on a Sunday morning not to offer 60 silent seconds in return?To all those people too “busy” to stop for the past, you should also remember we have current serving soldiers for whom this is a very living thing - regardless of whether you agree with them being in such war zones as Iraq.By way of example, at the International Security Assistance Force headquarters in Kabul, Afghanistan, Australian and New Zealand troops held their own Remembrance ceremony last Sunday morning.There they witnessed the opening of a new building, named ANZAC.It is the first building at ISAF headquarters to be named after a non-NATO entity.In an email to friends and family, one soldier wrote: “It was an amazing feeling to be there with troops from all over the world and honour those who did not come back.“I will always remember the way the sun cut through the pines on the memorial in front of the headquarters as over a thousand troops stood in silence while all we could hear was the singing of the birds.”I wonder what he would have made of those who kept on shopping at Chatswood Chase.Then again, given his current circumstances, it might be best he doesn’t know.The disappointment in his fellow Australians is a burden he and his fellow soldiers at ISAF in Kabul need not worry themselves with. They already have more than enough on their plate.Remembrance Day is not solely for those linked to the armed services or for politicians and royals bound by duty to lay wreaths - or even newsreaders to wear poppies. Remembrance is profoundly personal. It can take just a second or, in this case, a minute. But it’s the least we can do.One day of Remembrance. One minute of silence.A lifetime of being forgotten.If you were one of those who were far too busy to observe The Ode of Remembrance last Sunday, possibly you could spare a moment for it now:They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.At the going down of the sun and in the morning,We will remember them.

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Sunday, 11 November 2007

"So - What does 'Remembrance Day' mean to you"?.

THE QUEEN will join veterans this Sunday laying wreaths at the Cenotaph in London, in memory of those who lost their lives fighting for this country.
On the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month, a two minute silence will be observed to mark the anniversary of the end of the First World War.
What does Remembrance Day mean to you? Will you be thinking more of the sacrifices made by those who fought in the two world wars, Korea, Vietnam or of recent conflicts such as Northern Ireland, Iraq or Afghanistan?
For me it means an England long gone and which I fear will never come back again. A lost time of life, a lost character of a country which was once proud and brave and fearless but has been brought to its knees, not only by foreign religious infiltration, but saddest of all by our own home grown leftist Marxist politically correct socialists. Although domiciled in Australia , I remember the old country and I mourn for it. I remember those who died for it and feel glad that they are not here to see what their land has degenerated into. I remember and I weep. For my lovely country which will never come back again. That is what Remembrance Sunday means to me..... I am so angry that so many frightened young men had to endure the unendurable so we could look upon what has become of the society and way of life they fought to protect. If I was a young man today, I would be taking up arms. Not in some foreign field but the streets of this self decaying land of Great Britain to rid us all of a permanent minority and alien Government.
Does it really mean anything to all those clowns on TV who sport poppies in their lapels?
Remembrance Day is a time to reflect on past conflict and give thanks to those who fought and died in order to preserve our rights and freedom. Having served in the Royal Navy for the 24.5 years up to 1966, I have plenty to remember.

They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn,
At the going down of the sun we will remember them,
Lest We Forget.

Saturday, 10 November 2007

W U B " How did your Friday turn out"? Well it........

..... Started at around 0005 when I retired to bed, followed by a lot of snoring grunting and a can't remember dream session. I then awoke about 7-30 am and trotted off to the dunny for my pre breakfast ablutions.
Breakfast consisted of 500mls of filtered and boiled water originally from the tap water, plus one clean apple followed by cereal. During breakfast I scanned my favorite newspaper; the Sydney Daily Telegraph; , promising myself to return after checking my inbox and replying to comments. So herewith is a short resume in response to your request for me to post on WUB.
It had poured with rain overnight and the ground smelt fresh as I walked into the garden, it is Spring here in my part of Australia and some of the Hobby garden vegetables are now ready for the table. My family staple diet besides meat and fish and two serves of fruit daily include a mix of a minimum 7-8 different vegetables each day , these are varied every day from a list of about twenty possibles. This does help to keep ones body healthy and in good shape, but unfortunately other bad eating and social habits I have; do not, although I do drink Alcoholic beverages all too frequently, that bad habit of Smoking I gave away 21years ago.
During my 25 yrs of service in the British Royal Navy, I smoked very little, I never grew a beard and even to this day I do not have any body piercings or tattoos.
With regard to religion I could be described as a watered down doubting sort of C O E christian, not a strong believer in any form of the faith industry. which is riddled with questionable ideology.
Married to Rosemary since June 20 1953. We have lived in Malaysia, Singapore, Hong Kong, England and now Australia. We have 5 sons, 8 gr/ ch, 2 G-Gr/ ch.
We live in a two storey house With two sons, in Budgewoi, New South Wales, Australia.
We have lived here for 18 months, moving from a house in the same town, one lady next door died shortly after we moved in here, the other one the other side died three weeks ago, but we only found out yesterday(lots of strange goings on in this very quiet street go unnoticed) and I like it that way, adds a bit of mystery to the place!.
After lunch I went into the land of nod for a restful two hours prior to the arrival of our two beautiful gorgeous as well as intelligent grand daughters who stay with us frequently and rarely if ever present a problem ,(Great Kids).
After 5pm it poured with rain and remained that way overnight.
The Gig at the local club where we arrived at 8pm was a heavy metal job, even my poor receivers rebelled at the high decibel bang clang being churned out. We then fled to the soccer club, where we met friends and had a pleasant evening , the gig consisted of a fem/trio called "Crimson Tide", I asked the lead singer how the name came about, she explained it was decided upon when we were all experiencing a similar problem, It took awhile for my penny to drop.
Arrived home about midnight in pouring rain , checked my inbox, another call from W U B, so this is my response to your request.

Thursday, 8 November 2007

Wednesday, 7 November 2007

Pussy galore again, Or Fat Cat makes friends with our mogs simply to steal food.

I recall the post Oct 18 the visiting Moggie, (Cat). We removed the cats collar and then replaced it when it returned, then removed it on the next visit. This has happened seven times. the owner has replaced the collar twice and these collars have gone through the same routine, in all about eleven switches, when the cat returns the current collar will be swapped and the one with my blogsite details etched on it sent home with the cat, if the owner gripes or fails to see the funny side of this, the owner will be sent a Cat food bill.

Tuesday, 6 November 2007

Stupid Religious Jehovah's Witness Loonies Allow Mother to Die

Another crackpot sect of the faith Industry uses unsubstantiated guildlines from passages in the Christian bible to deny a dying mother the right to live. Will this bunch of complete idiots be allowed to flaunt the law of self preservation, basic human rights and continue to abide by their wishy washy witch craft beliefs instead of the authorities drawing them into line as we other law abiding citizens are expected to do.
A Jehovah’s witness died shortly after giving birth to twins because her faith prevented her from having a blood transfusion.
Emma Gough, 22, began haemorrhaging but because her beliefs did not allow her to receive blood she slipped into unconsciousness and died.
As she suffered severe blood loss and her life ebbed away, medical staff urged her husband, Anthony, and her parents, all of whom follow the same faith, to overrule her decision and allow a transfusion which could have saved her, but they refused.
She gave birth naturally and all appeared well as she cuddled her baby son and daughter, but she suddenly began to haemorrhage. Her condition was complicated by the fact she was anaemic.
Mrs Gough signed a form prior to giving birth making it clear she should not be given blood in the event of an emergency, which also confirmed she understood the risks of her decision.
But it is understood her family were unhappy with the hospital because they felt Mrs Gough should have been given a Caesarean section but was left to give birth naturally.
Mr Gough, 24, a central heating engineer of West Indian parentige has been left to bring up the children, There will be an inquest and issues will arise from that."
Mrs Gough, who died on October 25th, was cremated at Telford Crematorium on Monday.
She and Mr Gough, who married in Barbados in December 2005, were devout Jehovah’s witnesses, as were their families, and they all worshipped in Telford, attending the Kingdom Hill halls.
Everyone is devastated by what has happened and can’t believe she died after childbirth in this day and age, with all the technology there is.
What makes it even more sad is Emma had time to hold and start to bond with her twins before complications set in.
The couple, who lived in Dawley, Telford, have been together since they were teenagers.

Mrs Gough always dreamed of a Caribbean wedding and Mr Gough organised it as a surprise, the couple marrying in the grounds of the Tamarind Grove Hotel in front of 30 family members and friends.
Jehovah’s witnesses insist that passages from the Bible ban them from taking blood. The collection, storage and transfusion of blood are all forbidden. The basis of the faith is that they follow commands from the scriptures and it is a scriptural command to abstain from blood.
It is one of a number of things contained in the Scriptures about things they can and cannot do. It is, of course, up to the individual to decide how strongly to follow these requirements.
Mrs Gough was being selfish by putting her own beliefs before the needs of her children, Children are always a priority. they are the future.
However, Mrs Gough and her family faced criticism from neighbours of Mr Gough’s parents in the Sutton Hill area of Telford.
One said: 'We were really shocked when we heard. A friend of the family came around and told us what had happened. They said Emma had suffered a haemorrhage after giving birth to the twins naturally and had refused a transfusion. They couldn’t understand why she hadn’t been given a Caesarean."
Another said: "I think it’s disgusting. How could she make that decision not to have a transfusion and leave those babies without a mother? "It’s terrible, I don’t care what your beliefs are, to refuse treatment like that is awful."
Mr Gough’s father, Ian Gough, who runs a window tinting business, said: "We are awaiting a report from the coroner. We don’t wish to comment at this stage."
Mrs Gough’s parents, Jim and Glenda, refused to comment.
A spokesman for the Shrewsbury coroner said that the cause of death was recorded initially as complications of profound anaemia due to haemorrhage and complications of twin delivery. An inquest has been opened and adjourned and investigations are continuing.

Monday, 5 November 2007

The Anita Cobby case Resurrected on 'C I Australia'...Fox tel, Sunday Nov 4.

THE five men who orchestrated the Rape and Horror Mutilation Murder of Anita Cobby in Feb 1986 probably rubbed shoulders with me while a customer at the Sportsman Hotel( formerly the 'Comb and Cutter' ) at Blacktown , NSW.
Anita Cobby, the daughter of Grace and Garry Lynch, was a former Miss N S W and a nurse who worked in Sydney, was abducted from off the street while walking to her home in Sullivan Street, she had no option as it was late and there were no cabs available after she left the train and the public phones were out of order, also it was a Sunday. Her body was discovered two days later.
The intense hatred portrayed by the public towards the perpetrators of this meaningless atrocity, was something I had never seen before, ever.
John Travers, Michael Murdock and brothers Michael, Gary and Leslie Murphy, the gang of five were eventually convicted, and have been imprisoned for life(Never to be released)
In stark contrast to his siblings, I met by arrangement the younger brother of the three convicted Murphy men, a polite pleasant youngster who; though not a member was eligible at age 18 to enter the B RSL club on the proviso he was signed in by a member, in this case myself. This was at the request of his father(now deceased) who worked as a cellerman at the club and was busy at the time. The father Leslie Murphy was totally unlike his three eldest sons; a modest pleasant caring man, revered by those who knew him, in fact a person you would describe as having a similar attitude as the murdered girls parents.
Watching the real life footage on Fox tel and an aged Grace and Garry Lynch, brought back memories of No 10, Sullivan Street, where my family lived from Jan 1984 until July 1992, three doors down from the Lynch family.
Vest Daily Gaggle.

Google.....The Murder of Anita Cobby. This gruesome story brings home the the tragedies of life within dysfunctional families, alcohol abuse, drugs and illicit sexual behaviour.
It is an absolute "Must read".

Friday, 2 November 2007

I love a sunburnt country, A land of sweeping plains, Of rugged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of rugged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons ......

Australia has suffered its first death by "water rage" as the country confronts its seventh year of crippling drought. Although this info is now front page news in Sydney Australia, it will hardly affect the outcome of our problem. Like most families we are still able to shower once or twice per day, but it is the time spent under the shower which is most important, water saving shower heads to me are a waste of time, more than water saving, seems to me the restricted shower heads take more than twice as long to remove the suds and leave you with that incomplete feeling, whereas a strong jet of water cleans far quicker notably in less than half of the time the trickler uses plus it leaves one with a satisfying fresh feeling.

The grey water from our family washing machine is used to water the garden and lawns. Occasionly the final rinse water is saved for cleaning the cars and boat, although it is permissable to use the domestic water supply for this purpose, we may only use a unrestricted
number of buckets of water; not a hose. (Using the hose to effectively clean the car uses far less water than the bucket method,) but not so according to the Boneheads of the Water Board.
Strict water restrictions have already provoked countless neighbourhood feuds, but this is the first time someone has lost their life over the increasingly precious resource.
Ken Proctor, 66, was watering his lawn with a hose in a suburban Sydney street when a passer by, Todd Munter, 36, made a remark about him wasting water.
Mr Proctor then turned the hose on Munter, drenching him and provoking a fight.
The younger man attacked him, pushing him to the ground while kicking and punching him.
Mr Proctor suffered a massive heart attack and died in hospital.
Munter was tackled by two passers-by, including an off-duty policeman.
The incident happened around 5.30pm on Wednesday, meaning the retiree was well within his rights to be watering his lawn.
Under Sydney's tough water conservation regulations, using a hose is allowed on Wednesdays and Sundays before 10am and after 4pm.
Munter appeared in a Sydney court charged with murder.
He appeared distraught as he sat in the dock and faces a potential maximum sentence of life imprisonment.
He was denied bail and was remanded in custody until Nov 15.
Mr Proctor is "a real knockabout sort of bloke" who had recently become a grandfather.
The drought, the worst for at least a century, has left much of Australia a parched dust bowl.
More than three-quarters of New South Wales is in drought, while neighbouring Victoria has declared 100 per cent of its farmland to be affected.
The "big dry" has concentrated Australians' minds on global warming, making it a key issue among voters as the country heads for a federal election on November 24.

Restrictions on the use of water in Sydney
Hand-held hosing of lawns and gardens and drip irrigation is now allowed only on Wednesdays and Sundays before 10 am and after 4 pm No other watering systems or sprinklers are to be used at any time. A permit is required to fill pools bigger than 10,000 litres No hosing of hard surfaces including vehicles at any time No hoses or taps to be left running unattended, except when filling pools or containers Fire hoses must only be used for fire fighting purposes - not for cleaning.

So its tough going; well not really for my family. We were weaned on water restrictions over the period of more than two years when expats living in Hong Kong many years ago, when the water supply was turned on for three hours every four days. the average consumption was 9 imp Gals or 40 litres per person per day. (True no kidding)

"No worries mate, we all smelled the same".

Thursday, 1 November 2007

Election Time in Oz Strayer and Two Losers to choose from. Strewth!!!

Tomorrow is Election Day in Australia, Could it be erection time? maybe if you are oriental or It could be the little man you call uncle next door, your friendly priest, your milkman or geezers like this little prick pictured left.
This sleasy slime bag who our very lives depended on back a bit, is caught out perving on some nifty nipples while his right hand is tickling her bot.
So it seems even the most highly respected can turn into the disrespectful. did you vote for this bum pinching Chicken Hawk in the last election, too bad he lost his seat and the election, and took his mate Costello with him otherwise we may be having the Govt run by Abbott & Costello, provided the Mad Monk Tony Abbott becomes the PM, but hopefully not.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realise how close they were to success when they gave up.
But no person has the right to rain on your dreams, Use your Vote  tomorrow for the good of all, not your own selfish needs. Vest Daily Gaggle.

Vest Has Left the Building

To advise that Vest (Les Bowyer) passed away this morning. Regards, Chris (Son).