Low Flying Porkers Pillory Public 'P' Platers.

Most motorists have their own anecdotal stories to tell of police cars brazenly flouting the traffic laws for no apparent reason.

Now there is hard evidence that these are not just stories. The revelation that last financial year 1433 police cars were caught breaking the road rules without reason is worryingly high, given there are about 16,000 officers in NSW.

But it should be kept in perspective - the lead-foot officers behind the wheel did not get off without consequence. They had to pay their fines, a combined $345,904, and they lost demerit points too, as would any other motorist. And they were subject to internal investigations by safe driver committees, which is entirely appropriate.

But the behaviour of the minority is unhelpful to the overall objectives of reducing the road toll.

There is already building resentment among some motorists about the punitive measures used in NSW to enforce the road rules. State Government policies have been severe, from double-demerit point weekends to a widening network of fixed-speed cameras. Still to come is the roll-out of 200 more red-light cameras, which will generate thousands of $324 fines.

The NSW Police Force is keen to keep the road toll under 400 this year. This is a goal that deserves widespread community support. However, it is obvious the police hierarchy still has a job ahead convincing their own officers to drive safely and lawfully at all times.

Reckless attitudes to the road rules among a minority of officers serves only to undermine public support and confidence.

LEAD-FOOT PUBLIC SERVANTS.
Traffic fines issued to govt agency cars last year.
NSW POLICE, 1,433.
Ambulance service, NSW, 341.
Energy Australia, 321.
NSW Fire Brigade, 263.
Dept of Community Services, 247.
Rail Corp, 199.
Roads and Traffic Authority, 190.
Dept of Education and Training, 153.
State Transit Authority, 149.
Dept of Corrective Services, 145.

Now for the final Straw.
Police fury at Speeding.
Police have taken a swipe at reckless young drivers after arresting one clocked at 237 km/h in Sydney's west.
His licence was confiscated and he is due to appear in Liverpool Local Court on Jan 15.
"I'm disappointed the safe driving message is not getting through to some young drivers, and they think they can drive at high speed without getting caught," the Chief Superintendent said.

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'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By J L Spencer.
Click the Book Pic at top right for Purchase info. Vest has received more books from the publisher, and more will arrive before Xmas, Email me for a Quote for a signed copy, AUSTRALIAN READERS $26..00. Overseas approx $29..00 - $31..00 only one week to go for xmas delivery.

This will be my last post until I return from Gosford Hospital where I shall be having vascular surgery Thurs Dec 18. See you later(hopefully). Vest.

Christmas news from the Australian Capital, and Budgewoi on the NSW Central Coast.

This says it all!!!!

>> CHRISTMAS IN CANBERRA
>>
>> There will be no Nativity Scene in Canberra this year!
>> The Supreme Court has ruled that there cannot be a Nativity Scene in
>> Australia 's Capital this Christmas season. This isn't for any
religious reasons.
>> Our Govt's reason. They simply have not been able to find Three Wise Men in the
>> Nation's Capital. And a search for a Virgin continues.
>> There was no problem, however, finding enough asses to fill the
stable.

Oi Kev! When's this Ruddy 'Help the impoverished retailer hand out' gonna show up.
We can't do a Mrs Nicholson 'Spend - Spend - Spend without the loot.

On the home front. Vest, that's me, visited the Gosford hospital today for my pre admission routine checkup, It reminded me of the joining routine when drafted to a new ship or establishment while in the R N, only slight diff was the people were more pleasant at the hospital. I shall be going under the surgeons knife next Thursday, that is all being well and I don't die of fright beforehand.
I hear they are running a book at my local club, The highest odds are, 'I'll not be around for a drink after Friday, so if you love me, waste a dollar on those odds.

Its nearly mid summer in our neck of the woods. Its tiddling down with rain and I am wearing a jumper; a slight difference from Wednesday 37 deg cel and air con going.
A person in the hospital today suggested that it was "Them bloody Muslim Arabs filling up them barrels of oil non stop which is unbalancing the planet earth. I asked him "What planet are you from sport?' He replied "Not funny" and moved to another seat.
Due to the wind chill factor today, our salad today has been moved forward until tomorrow. Today we are having lamb chump chops, mushrooms wrapped in bacon, roast spuds and pumpkin with a variety of seven real garden fresh veggies and gravy
Makes you Vegans drool with envy.
Ah well must get the oven on. feed my sons cats and prepare for the worst in the result of poms V India; resuming at 3pm.
Back soon.

While you are waiting read this.

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Sheik's Vile lesson of Hate

Teach the children - Sheik's vile lesson of hate.

December 11, 2008 12:00am

A GROUP founded by a Muslim extremist who encourages children to kill themselves for Allah plans to build a huge complex in Sydney to teach young people Islam.

In what it says is a world first, the Global Islamic Youth Centre is trying to raise more than $6 million to build a giant "prayer, learning and sporting" facility in Liverpool.

It has already raised $700,000 towards a $1m land purchase.

The organisation says it expects the local Muslim population to almost double to 20,000 in the next decade and notes that a third of the population is under 19.

Education in hate for 'tender hearts'

It also says it wants to attract youth from across Sydney.

The GYIC was founded by Sheik Feiz Mohammad and others in 2000 to "cater for the physical, social, educational and religious needs, especially for the youth and the children, in accordance with the teachings of the Quran".

Sheik Feiz remains the most prominent spiritual leader of the centre, which features a direct email link to him on its home page so students can "seek Islamic knowledge" from him.

However, the Sheik was exposed two years ago for having called on children to sacrifice themselves to Allah, describing Jews as "pigs" and calling non-believers "filth".

He has been linked to convicted terrorist "Jihad" Jack Roche and several other terror suspects.

Locals said the project will divide the community, causing a backlash.

A spokesman for the centre confirmed that the Sheik remained "a figurehead" and that his books and DVDs, which include repeated calls for "jihad martyrdom", would be available at the new facility, which is still at the concept stage.

However, the spokesman said the Sheik, who is thought to be in Lebanon, was no longer in charge of the day-to-day running of the organisation.

"The centre is a youth centre for all those kids out there who are lost," the spokesman said.

"The centre encourages them to try to follow the right path.

"The Global Islamic Youth Centre works and provides information within the bounds of Australian law, not any more, not any less."

Liverpool Residents Action Group president John Anderson said the Sheik's extremist brand of Islam would not be welcome.

"It would have to be (divisive)," he said. "It's quite obvious that this would have a severe backlash from the community here. It would have to create great concern in the area, there's no doubt about that."

Liverpool Council said it was not aware of any development application for the centre, even though its blueprints have been released in a prospectus, accompanied by a virtual tour of the building.

Calling for donations from Muslims, the GIYC states: "Imagine . . . six acres of serene and tranquil landscape; the rustling of trees, the sound of birds, the laughter of toddlers, soccer and tennis balls flying as teenagers play, water splashing in the swimming pool, the sound of children reciting the Quran, the voice of scholars teaching students, and then suddenly silence and everything stops, as the most beautiful and melodious Adhaan calls everyone to prayer . . .

"This is a unique project and a world first for any Muslim organisation to undertake and shows GIYC's ambition to make a difference to the youth of Liverpool."

Students understood to be linked to the centre were posting the Sheik's lectures on YouTube as recently as five days ago.

A set of questions was also put to Sheik Feiz in an email, but he had not responded by last night.

Debunking the Bunker Legend. (part two)

From part one posted 12 7 08 continues----

The paucity of evidence

Without bodily remains, it is impossible to affirm that a person is dead, let alone
determine the manner in which he or she died. At least officially, there is no Hitler corpse
because in 1970, so the Soviets/Russians maintain, the presumptive Hitler remains were
macerated and intermixed with the remains of 10 other persons—
Updated information inserted: Creative Dentistry section will be continued later:

__allegedly Hitler's wife Eva, Propaganda Minister Joseph Goebbels, his wife Magda, the
Goebbels's six children and General Hans Krebs—and buried in the grounds of a KGB
installation in Magdeburg, East Germany. This was done ostensibly to preclude the
possibility of a burial site developing into a Nazi pilgrimage centre.
This story is an obvious deception, however.
The Soviets hardly lacked the space to store the remains in the USSR, where there was
no danger of a Hitler cult emerging. Its function can only have been to relieve them of the
obligation to ever make the alleged Hitler corpse available for scientific testing.

Today, all the Russians admit to possessing fragments of what they claim to be
Hitler's jawbone and two small pieces of skull.
The skull fragments, one of which is distinguished by a large bullet hole, are sometimes
stated to have been found in the bomb crater together with the other remains initially
assumed to be those of Adolf Hitler; however, it is more usually maintained that they had
been found in Hitler's study inside the Reich Chancellery building (R e i c h s k a n z e l e i) .

Unfortunately, there is no proof that the fragments were found in the Chancellery, let
alone that they came from Hitler. No photographs were taken of the fragments in situ,
while none of the documents included in Hitler's Death sheds any light on their
discovery.

In matters concerning the authentication of the alleged Hitler remains, the Russians have
behaved as inscrutably as their Soviet predecessors. In 1999, a foreign researcher,
Michel Perrier of the Institute of Forensic Science at Lausanne University, was denied
permission to inspect the remains. It is hard to see a plausible reason why the Russians
would do this unless there were a chance of a negative identification. This opens up the
possibility that the skull fragments are fake. We may be looking at a hoax similar to that of
the Piltdown man—a notorious case in which a jawbone discovered in 1912 was subjected
to rigorous testing 40 years later by a research team at the British Museum.

The researchers found that the jawbone was that of a modern ape and had been artificially
stained with potassium dichromate to make it appear ancient.
More than 60 years after Hitler disappeared from history, therefore, the Russians are
obstructing research that would provide a definitive answer to the question of whether the
fragments belonged to the F u e h r e r. As D. Marchetti et al. wrote in 2005:

"The available literature concerning Hitler's cause of death is incomplete…because the
skull bone fragment with a gunshot wound possibly from Hitler's corpse has not been
properly e x a m i n e d .
Since the Russians clearly do not regard Hitler's skull fragments with religious reverence
—we are not talking about the Shroud of Turin here—no other conclusion can be drawn
than that the Russians are afraid of what will be found once the fragments are
subjected to scientific testing.

The best explanation for such fears is that the Russians already know that the fragments
did not come from Hitler. So far they have made no effort to have mitochondrial DNA
(mtDNA) extracted from the skull fragments for comparison with mtDNA extracted
from the corpse of either Hitler's half-sister Paula or his mother Klara or from any of
their living relatives—the process suggested by Marchetti et al. as the only way out of
the present impasse.

The Russians' unwillingness to subject the fragments to mtDNA testing implies that
they already know that the result will only be negative.
The next most reliable kind of evidence—documentary evidence—also sheds no light
on Hitler's fate. Strikingly, no films or photographs exist that would corroborate any
aspect of the official narrative of the Third Reich's last days, least of all the claim
that Hitler committed suicide. Given his towering importance in the Third Reich, it is
difficult to believe that, if Hitler had remained in Berlin until the regime fell,
a comprehensive photographic record would not have been made of his final stand.
Yet there are no known photos or films of Hitler that can securely be dated to April
1 9 4 5.

As for written sources, all we have is an obscure entry dated 30 April 1945 in a
document that is purported to be a diary kept by R e i c h s l e i t e r M a r t i n Bormann
from 1 January to 1 May 1945:

3 0 . 4 . 4 5
Adolf Hitler D.
Eva H. (Hitler)
Not only is it difficult to believe that even in the most cursory entry Bormann would
not at least have recorded the precise time of the F u e h r e r's demise, but we possess
unique testimony that proves the diary to be a fake.
Shortly after the war, pilot Hanna Reitsch, who was in the F u e h r e r b u n k e r for three
days (26–29 April), told American interrogator Robert E. Work that during this period
Martin Bormann had been writing an extremely detailed document which he intended to
preserve for posterity. Work recorded:

"Bormann rarely moved from his writing desk.
He was 'putting down events for future generations'. Every word, every action was
recorded on paper. Often, he would approach someone and gloomily ask about the
exact contents of the Fuehrer's conversation with a person to whom he had just given
an audience. He also meticulously wrote down everything that took place with the
others in the bunker. This document was supposed to be removed from the bunker at
the last moment so that, according to the modest Bormann, it could 'take its place
among the greatest chapters of German history'.

However, the Bormann diary which the Russians subsequently presented to the world
is a paltry affair containing entries that are typically only between one and three short
lines of text. The most substantial entry, that for 27 April, runs to a mere eight lines of text.
Clearly, the diary does not provide a complete narrative of the death throes of the Third Reich.
Although most historians (including David Irving, the self-described apostle of "real history")
accept its authenticity without demur, it can only be a fake.

In summing up , there is no physical evidence nor evidence of a visual or written kind that
would shed any light whatsoever on Hitler's fate.


Eyewitness testimony

The case for the conventional view that Hitler committed suicide and was cremated on
the afternoon of 30 April 1945 therefore depends entirely upon the verbal and written
statements furnished immediately after the war by a small group of captured Nazis, most
of whom were members of the S c h u t z s t a f f e l (SS), who claimed to have observed
these important historical events with their own eyes.

The six most important accounts are those of:
SSO b e r s t u r m b a n n f u e h r e r Harry Mengershausen
SSS t u r m b a n n f u e h r e r Otto Guensche
SS- O b e r g r u p p e n f u e h r e r Johannes ("Hans") Rattenhuber
SS-O b e r s t u r m b a n n f u e h r e r E r i c h Kempka
SS-U n t e r f u e h r e r Hermann Karnau and
SSH a u p t s c h a r f u e h r e r Erich Mansfeld

The first three eyewitnesses, Mengershausen, Guensche and Rattenhuber, all fell into
Soviet hands after Berlin was captured on 2 May 1945. They recounted their respective
versions of Hitler's fate to Soviet authorities between 13 and 20 May 1945. The three
men's accounts were not available to the public until the 2005 publication of the
anthology Hitler's Death.
Although Hitler's valet, SS-S t u r m b a n n f u e h r e r Heinz Linge, was captured at
the same time -- his interrogation statements are not included in Hitler's Death and,
so far as I know, have never been made public.
Given that Linge subsequently emerged as one of the central protagonists in the official
story of Hitler's demise, this fact obviously raises questions about the pretensions of
Hitler's Death to constitute virtually the last word on the subject.
The three accounts can be supplemented by various other accounts given by German
prisoners to the Soviets in May 1945, in particular that given on 7 May by
SS-Sturmbannfuehrer Dr. Helmut Kunz.
Although Dr. Kunz did not profess to know anything pertaining directly to the deaths
of Adolf and Eva Hitler, his statement contains a highly significant account of Eva's last
known c o n v e r s a t i o n.

The other three eyewitnesses, Kempka, Karnau and Mansfeld, were interrogated by the
Americans and the British. Until Hugh Trevor-Roper's The Last Days of Hitler was
published in 1947. The accounts of Kempka and Karnau were the only ones available
to the general public. The other four accounts have subsequently become available,
three as recently as 2005.

This means that it is possible only now to consider the six earliest eyewitness
statements together as an independent body of evidence. Only now is it possible, in
effect, to leave The Last Days of Hitler behind and concern ourselves with the best
available original source material.
Strikingly, the information derived from these six individuals represents the bulk of
the firsthand evidence that would ever become available. Only two of the persons
specifically named by others as having been involved in the final days—
Heinz Linge and R e i c h s j u g e n d l e i t e r Artur Axmann—survived the war and
were able to give their own accounts later.

However, in both cases, the eyewitnesses appear to have been pressured to conform
their testimony to the Trevor-Roper account, which was treated by the Anglo-American
establishment from the very beginning as definitive. None of the other individuals
identified in the six earliest accounts as having been involved—Jansen, Kruge,
Lindloff, Medle, Schaedle, Burgdorf, Krebs, Bormann, Goebbels—survived the war
(so far as we know).

We therefore find ourselves saddled with the task of trying to make sense of one of
modern history's most important events on the basis of a remarkably thin body of
evidence.

The six accounts describe s i m i l a r e v e n t s .
If we compare them, we find that there is general agreement on the following five
points:
(1) a male body was carried from a room in the bunker to a location just outside
the exit door from the bunker;
(2) the male body was wearing black trousers, shoes and socks like those Hitler usually
wore;
(3) at the same time, a female body was carried out of the bunker whose face was
uncovered and was readily identifiable as Eva Hitler;
(4) Heinz Linge carried the body of the male; and
(5) the two bodies were laid down on the ground beside each other, doused with petrol,
cremated and buried together in a bomb crater or ditch situated a very short distance
from the bunker exit door.
As soon as we look at elements of the story other than those listed above, discrepancies
prove to be the rule. If they had been referring to the same event, a u t h e n t i c accounts
ought to have agreed on most details as fully as they agreed on the aforementioned five
points.
It is impossible to distinguish between eyewitnesses who were "telling the truth" and
eyewitnesses who were lying.
In the absence of material or documentary evidence that would serve as a control, any
such distinction is untenable. Indeed, each eyewitness account is as credible as any of
the others.

The approach that has most widely been followed, therefore, is that taken by
Trevor-Roper, which simply involved assimilating all the available accounts into a
narrative of a single event and ignoring or explaining away the details that did not fit
with it. By this means, to give just one example, Trevor-Roper accepted an account
of events which the eyewitness stated had taken place "not later than the 27th of April"
but treated it as if it were a description of an event that a different eyewitness,
Erich Kempka, claimed to have observed on 30 April 1945.
The shortcomings of Trevor-Roper's homogenisation technique are rather obvious,
however. If one accepts the overall reliability of Mansfeld's account to the extent that
one is willing to make use of the information it contains, by what right does one ignore
Mansfeld's statement that he is "positive" that the events he was describing had taken
place "not later than" 27 April?
Trevor-Roper did the same with the eyewitness testimony of Hermann Karnau, who
stated that the events he had observed had taken place on 1 May.
Clearly, one cannot simply cherry-pick the evidence in this way.
Yet it is by this very method that Trevor-Roper assembled the grand narrative of the
fall of the Third Reich which is accepted by most people, including most historians, asessentially correct!

In the following sections, I review the six earliest known
accounts while resisting the obvious temptations to dismiss certain
accounts as wholesale fabrications or resort to the Trevor-Roper
"cherry-picking" strategy. As we shall soon learn, the only way to
make sense of the six accounts is to treat them as authentic accounts
of d i f f e r e n t events. That said, it is not the case that each account
represents a p u r e or u n a d u l t e r a t e d version of a particular
cremation. The accounts of persons who had apparently observed
two or more cremations—above all, Guensche—appear to represent
a c o n f l a t i o n of events remembered from different cremations.


Next part to be continued ... Testimony from Soviet-held eyewitnesses

This can happen to Anyone.

Subject: FW: A MUST READ TA. simple stroke detection you could save a life

STROKE:Remember The 1st Three Letters....S..T..R..

A nurse sent this and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree.

If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. Seriously..

Please read:

STROKE IDENTIFICATION:

During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) .....she said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes.

They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening.

Ingrid's husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00 pmIngrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don't die.... they end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead.

It only takes a minute to read this....

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke...totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.

RECOGNIZING A STROKE
Remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn!

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.

Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:

S.... Ask the individual to SMILE.
T..... Ask the person to TALKand SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently, i.e.. It is sunny out today)
R ....Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call 000 immediately and describe the symptomsto the dispatcher.

New Sign of a Stroke -- Stick out Your Tongue

NOTE: Ask the person to 'stick' out his tongue. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other,that is also an indication of a stroke..

A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved.

I passed it on.... will you??


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'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By JL Spencer.
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Bloggers Beware

Hi,

Did you know the Government is proposing an internet censorship scheme that goes further than any other democracy in the world?

I've just signed a petition to prevent the scheme that will make the internet up to 87% slower, more expensive, accidentally block up to one in 12 legitimate sites, will miss the vast majority of inappropriate content and is very easily sidestepped. The government of the day may add any ‘unwanted’ site to a secret blacklist under the scheme.

Our Government should be doing all in its power to take Australia into the 21st century economy, and to protect our children. This proposed internet censorship does neither. Can you join me and take action on the net today to save the net?

http://www.getup.org.au/campaign/SaveTheNet/442

Thanks!
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Prevous customers, thank you for your order, Vest.

Dragons, Hearts and Disappearing Snakes. Oh and Skulls Too.

December 02, 2008 12:00am

FIRST they were the permanent mark of the working class and then celebrities made them cool. But now it seems our love of tattoos is over.

Most Australians aged between 18 and 70, believe body art is a big turn-off.
More than half believe tattoos on the opposite sex make them less attractive.
And it seems women are more forgiving than men.

A surprising high percentage of men find tattoos on women unattractive, while a large percentage of women think that tattoos are not attractive on men.
I would be turned off ANGELINA JOLIE AND HER TATTOOS for example(if the opportunity came about)

Just who is getting their body permanently marked is changing, with tattoos beginning to appeal to a different type of person.
Once only seen on the working class, tattoos are now more liked by higher income earners, Mainly those with less responsibilities. Those seeking long term commitment would be advised to avoid these Gilded lilies and larrikins.

About 5 per cent of lower income earners think tattoos on the opposite sex are attractive compared with about 10 per cent for people earning more than they are worth.
More recently, rather than requesting the usual skulls, dragons and crosses, or the cliche of the name of a loved one, they request duplicates of star tattoos.
Over the last 10 or 20 years the quality of art has improved, there is a better product that appeals to higher tastes, mainly bored stiff loonies who fail to realise the cost of divorcing your Tatts will be tenfold the cost of getting hitched to them in the first place.
Thinking of tattooing as a career? It seems there are many opportunities to set up a tatts business, Providing you are fully paid up and able to sustain a receding income simply for the love of your job.
The recent global recession is growing weeds over the luxury fields of wantonness and greed and the Tattooists are going to the wall in large numbers I am happy to say.
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Thought for the day: An Indian Angel from MUMBAI (Bombay).

Everyone has a guardian angel so it is said, and for Three Australians caught in the Mumbai Massacre, their angel turned out to be an Indian Gentleman Martin d'Costa,26, whose quick thinking saw the trio to safety.
We owe this man a medal, at the very least.
It might be nicer if the Dept of Foreign Affairs did something about his current housing situation.

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"Darling I'm Working Late At The Office"

Which ever way this message is delivered, there are tell tale signs whether or not you are getting the truth.

Allegedly cheats provide much of the work and income for private investigators who develop their own checklists of telltale signs that should set alarm bells ringing.

I've taken the best of the bunch and provided you with a cheater’s checklist. (It can be applied equally to women to help sniff out an affair)

At the beginning of an affair, a husband may be more affectionate than usual due to feelings of guilt.

Later, once the affair has developed, he often starts finding fault with his wife as a defence mechanism to justify the affair in his mind.

Cheating husbands often lose interest in domestic activities, such as DIY and mowing the lawn.

He may have a change in sexuality and want more or less sex or make unexplained sexual requests.

The cheater's relationship with his family will almost always change. He might become more distant, cold, or fault-finding. Psychologically this is because he’s starting to blame the family, especially his wife, for his behaviour.

You may notice unexplained credit card charges or withdrawals.

Grooming habits change. He’ll probably buy a new wardrobe or may suddenly start to become more attentive to his personal appearance. You may notice him washing more, wearing a new aftershave and joining a gym.

Physical clues to the affair may start appearing, such as lipstick on shirt collars, perfume odours on shirts or jackets, secretion stains on underwear. Unexplained bits of paper, receipts, and condoms might start appearing in his pockets.

Suddenly the car might need more fuel than usual and see a husband popping out to ‘fill the tank up’ more often. Keep an eye on the odometer to check if he’s putting a lot of unexplained distance on the car. You could go as far as keeping track of distance covered (Mileage) against the time he leaves for, and returns to, work. Check payslips to verify any claims he’s been working overtime. You might notice him whispering into his phone, looking alarmed if you spot him and hanging up suddenly.
You might find that his mobile phone bill rockets and that he’s making calls to the same number right after leaving home and just before walking back in the door. Try to get a look at his itemised bill to check for unusual or repeated numbers.
He might become hard to reach at the office or on the road and starts coming home at unusual times or going to places alone

Be aware of any close platonic relationships. Many friends will not approve of the cheater’s ways but others may help facilitate it by providing iron-clad alibis.

To catch a cheater he must not suspect you’re on to him. Treat him the same as usual and give him plenty of time alone. If you think he’s cheating at home make false plans to be away for a weekend and stay at a local hotel. Park down the street from your residence, then watch and wait. Have a plan for what you’ll do if your suspicions are confirmed.
Remember; this is not just a male domain, females are quite capable too.
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Sodom And Gomorrah take your pick.

After four weeks of celibacy, meaning laying off the booze and giving the local clubs a miss, I ventured forth with er indoors to our local bowling club the Halekulani, I delivered one book to our favourite glass collector and sat down to a JW & coke apiece amid the the yells and screeching of two hundred sozzled M&F 18 to 30s.
The constant Thump - Thump - Thump from the DJ Booth didn't help the female M C organizing the bikini show which was badly put together. and it was fairly obvious who the winner would be. the only small scuffle to break out was put to order by four gigantic pacific island bouncers in badly fitting suits and bow ties. The normal orderly atmosphere was missing and so were the regular patrons. After changing seats twice to avoid the yelling it was time to go to the local soccer club.
Surprise surprise on our arrival at the soccer club the presence of four police cars outside with a milling mob both inside and out side of the club made me wonder if it was the Xmas police ball or a triple murder scene. Inside the club the band played on while a mob of youthful persons were doing their best to disrupt the entertainment, The police had closed the bar. and from what I could gather, the mob were celebrating the wake of one of their own who had lost the plot the week before.
There being no point in hanging around , we were at home by ten pm, two more JW's and a movie then bed.
Conclusion. It is so sad to see this happen in a normally sedate area in which we live. Both club managements get my slap on the ass for this sort of crap which need not have happened. The power of imagination makes us infinite, try using it.
Vest.

A Third of Britains Sperm Donors are Foreigners.

THEY shipped off their criminals to the colonies for stealing loaves of bread and handkerchiefs. Now Mother England wants her children back - or at least their DNA.

Up to a third of sperm donors in London fertility clinics are now foreigners and many are visitors from Down Under. One of the biggest clinics, the Bridge Centre, confirmed Australian backpackers were becoming donors to earn money to support their travels.

What you get with the 'grand tour' is very enterprising people who look at every single way of making a buck.

Would you ever consider donating your sperm for cash?

With an official report yesterday warning that donor numbers in Britain were critically low, the clinics are hoping more travelling Aussies will lend a hand - so to speak.

We need them. We need that winning spirit and we need left-handed batsmen so we're hoping that's in the gene set.
If you're on the grand tour and you're spending 12 months in the UK, here's something you can do to make a bit of extra money.
They should have it on the same 'to do list' as going to the rugby at Twickenham.
It's a good cause and if we get enough Australian donors you could end up colonising the UK instead of the other way round.

Fertility clinics can offer donors limited reimbursement for time lost at work and travel expenses. For 20 visits over the course of several months, the payments can add up to £500 ($1200).

But donors are no longer afforded anonymity after losing their rights when new laws were introduced in the UK in 2005. Children conceived through donated sperm can now contact their genetic fathers once they turn 18.

The profile used to be completely different. It used to be British students. But non-British donors are now easier to recruit.
They know no one will be able to find them in 18 years.

Other donors come from South Africa, Poland, the Ukraine and Colombia.

A British Fertility Society report yesterday showed there was a 40 per cent drop in new donors between 1991 (503 donors) to 2006 (296 donors). Donation rates plummeted in NSW last year when the State Government changed the legislation to give children rights to identify their donor.
Some fertility clinics reported fewer than 10 men on their books, with couples forced to seek treatment overseas or wait up to three years.

Infertility consumer group Access Australia said the need for donors had also dropped in the past decade, with technology now making it possible for infertile men to conceive with their partners.

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Coloured Gun toting Rednecks not unlike their Creamy counterparts Buy up big In Unclesamland

So the Zombieslayer voted republican after all, following the lead from dirtcrasher, Neal and other gun loving ghouls, who reside in the land of the - 'free to kill anyone who opposes you'.
I thought it was too good to be true, meaning the 'Welcome back Vest' sign which greeted my first visit for weeks to his 'My shite doesn't smell blog 'Zombieslayer', Where he categorizes all adversaries as zombies earmarked for annihilation. This train-set loving would be Stalin or Shicklegruber has deemed; even my meant to be humorous comment on his latest post; inappropriate, one in which he advises his regular fat lady bloggers how to remove the pork from their stalk, he being fearful that I would usurp his attempts to become yet another fly by night phoney dietitian.
Zoms Republican vote came in the wake of info leaked from the Obama camp, its intent on imposing harsh restrictions on gun sales, which has resulted in a sales hike of 15% to 1.18 million in October in the USA. One whingeing gun shop owner stated "The second amendment says legally by law we can have firearms.[Obama is]going to attempt to take that right away from us."
Being a Non Prophet person does not exclude me from agreeing with some eccleslastical wisdom, like that of turning ones swords into ploughshares.
I am also deeply concerned that, Mr Obama being a black fellow may have less chance of surviving his period of office than the Catholic Kennedy's. My advice would be, Mr Obama should invest in a 'Pope mobile'.
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And in the end it's not the years in your life that count . It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln.

Most dangerous things are safe until you forget they are dangerous. Vest.

For the Ladies. Have you got Compulsive Price disclosure?

Have you got Compulsive Price Disclosure? Dont fib tell the truth.

If you’ve ever been complimented on a buy and blurted ‘it was only £8!’ you may have CPD – meaning you can’t help boasting about your shopping prowess. We got three sufferers to bag as many bargains as possible for £50.

Andrea Parkinson, 41, is an account executive, from Stockport.England.

As my husband Mike is signed off work due to illness, it’s crucial that we stretch our money. But it can be a struggle as our children Oliver, 14, and Lydia, seven, grow out of things so fast.

I’m teaching them my money-saving tricks, such as shopping around rather than buying on impulse.

I definitely have CPD – whenever I find a bargain, I can’t help showing off. I found some black leather boots in the sale in George at Asda, reduced to £10, and bought two pairs.

I couldn’t stop telling people how cheap they were. On the day of the shopping challenge, I headed to Aldi, which is great for cheap beauty treats. Gok Wan recommended Aldi’s face cream on his TV show, so I bought the day and night versions for £1.89 each.

I also found a silicone bakeware tin for £5.99. A friend paid £15 for a similar one.

At my favourite haunt,

Poundland, bargains included glasses and a scented candle.

Lastly, I went to Matalan and bought a Lee Cooper shirt for Oliver and some jeans and tops for Lydia. It’s amazing how far £50 goes...

Hairbrush set, £3.49 (Aldi)

Concealer pen, £3.49 (Aldi)

French manicure set, £3.49 (Aldi)

Porcelain dishes, £3.49 (Aldi)

Face cream, £1.89 (Aldi)

Night cream, £1.89 (Aldi)

Silicone bakeware tin, £5.99 (Aldi)

Glass chopping board, £1 (Poundland)

Wine glasses, £1 (Poundland)

Microfibre hair turban, £1 (Poundland)

3pc girls polar fleece set hat, gloves, scarf, £1 (Poundland)

Ladies feather touch scarf, £1 (Poundland)

Six-pack face cloths, £1 (Poundland)

Large vacuum seal storage bag, £1 (Poundland)

Neutrogena sunless face tinting cream, £1 (Poundland)

Transformers bubble bath, £1 (Poundland)

High School Musical bubble bath, £1 (Poundland)

Candle in tin, £1 (Poundland)

Shampoo, £1 (Poundland)

Conditioner, £1 (Poundland)

Lee Cooper boys’ shirt, £5 (Matalan)

Girls cropped jeans and 2 x girls smock tops, £7.50 (Matalan)

Charlotte Trotman, 25, is a secretary, from Kingston, Surrey.

When I find a bargain, I want to tell everyone. I had to laugh when I heard about Compulsive Price Disclosure because I’m a classic case!

Someone will compliment me on my new outfit and, before I know it, I’m barking: “Primark, £8...”

Afterwards, I’ll feel a bit silly and wish I’d pretended it was a designer item.

On the day of the shopping challenge, I hit the shops at 10am and left at 5pm.

My flatmate Natalie swears by charity shops, so I went to Cancer Research in Kingston.

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Straight away, I spotted a stunning black Zara jacket, which looked nearly new but was priced at £6.

When I spied a black Nine West handbag displayed next to it, I grabbed that, too. Usually, bags in that range cost upwards of £40.

In H&M, I found a lovely skirt and dress on the sale racks. At the till, I found out they had been discounted again and were £2.50 each.

I was on the lookout for some new face cream so I headed to the Clarins beauty counter next.

The assistant recommended a product for £35 but when I told her it was too expensive she offered me a bag of samples.

I then got a pile of free samples from other counters to last months.

Lastly, in TK Maxx I found a nice brown jacket for £11 and multi-coloured silk Lipsy dress at £20. And there was still cash to buy candles and a bath set for a relaxing soak.

Bargains bagged – £49.50

Nine West black bag, £3.50 (Cancer Research)

Brown QED long jacket, £11.00 (TK Maxx)

Black dress, £2.50 (H&M)

Black Zara Jacket, £6 (Cancer Research)

Grey and black skirt, £2.50 (H&M)

Lipsy dress, £20 (TK Maxx)

Original Source bath and shower set, £3 (Bargain store)

Set of Marilyn Monroe candles, 50p each (Tiger)

Free beauty samples from Clinique, Clarins, Dior, Givenchy, ROC, Prescriptives, Lancome and L’Oreal from department stores.

Katherine Scorer, 27, is an estate agent, from Sidcup, Kent

After working as an estate agent for nearly a decade, I’m leaving the industry because of the current financial crisis.

It goes without saying that I’ve been watching every penny over the past few months, so my bargain-hunting skills have come in handy.

I hate trawling through rails of dodgy sales goods to find a gem but I love spending hours in cheap shops such as Primark and Matalan.

Whenever I get a bargain, I find it impossible to keep it to myself. As soon as someone compliments me on my new outfit, that’s my cue to proudly reel off the price. I definitely have CPD – I can’t help myself.

The only items I don’t scrimp on are the suits I wear to work. I spend £70 on a smart jacket and pair of trousers but, to save money, I’ll team them with a cheap top and shoes.

I also spend less on outfits for the weekend. Most of my casual clothes

are from Primark. I’m really proud of the things I managed to buy for £50.

I wanted a show-stopping outfit for my leaving do at the end of the month. I found the perfect glitzy black dress and funky pink satin heels in Primark. The whole look cost £25.

I found a lovely belted top and some smart grey trousers for £20 in total – also from Primark – for my new job.

With the money left over, I grabbed a chic scarf and decided to blow my budget on sexy, knee-high boots.

I figured that, seeing as I’d got so much for so little money, spending an extra £7 wouldn’t hurt.

That’s the danger with discount shopping – you believe you’re saving money when actually you’re spending more than you intended.

Bargains bagged – £57

Black dress, £10 (Primark)

Pink satin shoes, £15 (Primark)

Belted top, £8 (Primark)

Scarf, £2 (Primark)

Grey trousers, £12 (Primark)

Knee-high boots, £10 (Primark)

Remember the Pound is equal to Aud$2-00, US$1-75, approx.

The Silly British Allow Sharia Law to get its foot in the door.

Family courts can accept sharia law 28/10/2008.

What other country in our world would allow their laws to be tampered with in this manner. Are the British law makers going soft in the head?, particularly when allowing so they believe; only a minuscule of the archaic sharia law to infiltrate the British courts simply in order to appease Muslim communities. This foot in the door trick will no doubt snowball allowing further penetration into British law by these out dated inhuman religious loonies.

Decisions reached according to Islamic law can be accepted by English family courts, it has emerged. How deplorable.
Although sharia law officially has no jurisdiction in England, a ruling passed on a separating couple by a sharia council can be submitted to a formal family court.
There, the principles of the sharia judgment, embodied in a consent order, may be rubber-stamped by a judge.

The situation became clear when Justice minister Bridget Prentice told MPs: "If, in a family dispute dealing with money or children, the parties to a judgment in a sharia council wish to have this recognised by English authorities, they are at liberty to draft a consent order embodying the terms of the agreement and submit it to an English court.
"This allows English judges to scrutinise it to ensure that it complies with English legal tenets.

This will also allow other crazy religious numb skulls to receive equality. I say they should travel to a country able deal with their particular religious dilemmas.
A consent order can deal with the division of money, property, savings and child maintenance, according to the compactlaw.co.uk website.
The court will "rubber-stamp" the order if it decides the agreement reached is fair, and the order will then act as a contract between the couple.
If the court is not happy with the consent order it may ask for more information or for the couple to attend a hearing.
In the written answer to MPs, Ms Prentice stressed: "Any order in a family case is made or approved by a family judge applying English family law."
But Robert Whelan, of the Civitas think tank, said the "Women who live in some communities may have no option but to go to the sharia court. The case is then rubber-stamped by a family court without any of us knowing how the decision was reached." Obviously the think tank had a few tankards before they made their decision.
I recall in the early nineties; when the management of a large shopping complex in the Sydney western suburbs informed the public that, on advice from several shoppers in the community, the Christmas Nativity scene will not be allowed from now on, in order not to offend the non Christian community. After leading a group of people to the management to stir the can and put them in the picture, the decision was overturned, and rightly so. Had the boot been on the other foot; say in Mecca, Well! one could imagine the mayhem.
Vest.

BODY PIERCING. It could be as dangerous as being Pranged with a Spear

Parents must approve if teens want to pierce their bodies.
And the following information would be invaluable to adults too.

CHILDREN under 16 wanting to pierce their ears, nose, or navel will need permission notes from their parents under laws to be introduced by the NSW Aus.Government.

And underage intimate body piercings will be outlawed, with operators facing fines of up to $22,000 if they are caught performing an intimate piercing on a child.

For any other piercing done without a parent's consent, the fine will be as high as $3000.

This is about making sure that children are protected from the health risks that can be associated with body piercing, which is a growing trend among young people.
Concerns over hepatitis B and C, toxic shock and blood poisoning have prompted the the tough parliamentary response that intimate piercing clearly raised child protection issues.

I can't see any reason why a child under the age of 16 would need to expose their intimate body parts to strange adults for the sake of fashion or a trend, even the most simple piercing can leave life-long scars.

The concern is, that things are fashionable and immediate because most adolescents work on a day-to-day timetable but they can deeply regret it later. Piercings done without medical guidance can result in serious infections and other ongoing problems.
If you have an eyebrow piercing, for example, it can leave a scar where the hair doesn't grow back, and intimate piercing should be left in the adult domain.

The regulations have have been signed off on by Cabinet and legislation is now being prepared and will be brought to Parliament shortly.
These rulings will only apply to Australian residents.

'Purr'uviens Munch on Pussy for Dinner or a Late Night Snack.

Furious over cat-eating festival, lap this up.

Would you consider having Tiddles for nibbles?

A foodie event in Canete, Peru that celebrates the eating of cats for their supposed health and aphrodisiac qualities has been furiously criticised by animal rights group PETA.

Local residents chow down on hundreds of cats during the Gastronomical Festival of the Cat in the belief that a puss pasty, deep fried cat or tabby stew will help prevent bronchial disease and purr-rove favourable in the bedroom.

While most people may not be able to manage a meowful, mother-of-seventeen(obviously a staunch Catholic) Aura Francisca, 63, tells how she credits munching on moggies especially reared for the Day of Santa Ifigenia festival for keeping her fertile.

A PETA spokesperson said: “Having toured slaughterhouses for dogs in Taiwan, horses in Texas, and chickens and cows in Europe, PETA’s staff says the last thing we need to do is add yet another poor animal to the list of those being frightened and slaughtered for a taste.”

Are PETA wrong to criticise the Peruvian tradition of eating cats? Or does the idea leave you feline queasy?

The three pussies left in our care by #5 son, instead of digging up our garden could be popped in the pot for a tasty catserole in order to remeow my flagging libido.
'I said could' but I doubt it. Then again I reckon male rabbit stew loaded with testosterone would be equal to the task.

In China there are chow houses where one may choose a live fish to be cooked to your liking, or a choice of rats in cages specially bred for the table. Of course you could have a delicious Taiwanese traditional dish of Sum Bow Wow. or a gypsy favourite; roast hedgehog. It was in China that roast pork was invented; when a farmer locked his pigs in his house for safe keeping and returning home to find his house burned to the ground, he touched one of the hot pigs and then sucked his burned finger, 'Delicious'.

Five more potential pet recipes:


1) Cock-a-tiel-leekie soup

2) Hamster sandwich

3) Parrot cake

4) Collie-flower with cheese

5) Rat-atouille

Hi Everyone I'm back. New computer up and running

Hummm let me think ,...why did I send you this......Don't tell me it's coming to me.....
Oh ya.....

Senior citizens are constantly being criticized
For every conceivable deficiency of the modern world,
Real or imaginary.
We know we take responsibility
For all we have done and do not blame others.
HOWEVER,
Upon reflection,
We would like to point out
That it was NOT the senior citizens who took:
The melody out of music,
The pride out of appearance,
The courtesy out of driving,
The romance out of love,
The commitment out of marriage,
The responsibility out of parenthood,
The togetherness out of the family,
The learning out of education,
The service out of patriotism,
The Golden Rule from rulers,
The nativity scene out of cities,
The civility out of behaviour,
The refinement out of language,
The dedication out of employment,
The prudence out of spending,
The ambition out of achievement, or,
God out of government and school.
And we certainly are NOT the ones
Who eliminated
Patience and tolerance
From personal relationships and interactions with others!!
And, we do understand the meaning
Of patriotism,
And remember those who have fought and died
For our country.

YES, I'M A SENIOR CITIZEN!
I'm the life of the party...... Even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I'm very good at opening childproof caps... With a hammer.
I'm usually interested in going home before I get to where I am going.
I'm awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I'm smiling all the time because I can't hear a thing you're saying.
I'm very good at telling stories; over and over and over and over...
I'm aware that other people's grandchildren are not nearly as cute as mine.
I'm so cared for --- long term care, eye care, private care, dental care.

I'm not really grouchy,
I just don't like:
Traffic,
Waiting,
Crowds,
Lawyers,
Loud music,
Unruly kids,
Barking dogs,
And a few other things
I can't seem to remember right now.
I'm sure everything I can't find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I'm wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that's just my left leg.
I'm beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
I'm sure they are making adults much younger these days,
And when did they let kids become policemen?
I'm wondering,
If you're only as old as you feel,
How could I be alive at 150?
And, how can my kids be older than I feel sometimes?
I'm a walking storeroom of facts.....
I've just lost the key to the storeroom door.


Now if you cant remember
Who sent this to you,
don't send it back to them,
But send it to many more!
I think that's all for now.
Have an Awesome Day.

Could someone tell me what I was doing before I posted this?

New Computer, Not arrived yet, Still waiting.

I haven't been able to do much blogging recently, my present arrangements are a bit lackadaisical and too slow, #1 son will be setting up the new PC when it eventually arrives, and this coming weekend I shall be attending to more important health matters. A pinched nerve in my left thigh comes into play during walking or exercises, which is not so important as some ballooning blood vessels within my abdomen together with a ballooning Aorta which hopefully will be fixed in the new year. I now have to lessen my intake of food, plus all dairy is 'Out' as well as cookies - bickies, beer sugar coffee. Maccas KFC and things like pies and Hotdogs. and also halve the bread intake. This is all serious stuff, do I continue and live happy or live a long dull life. I think I shall compromise, smaller portions to start, drink even more water and supplement some meals with dummy tummy fillers.
My new health regimen starts now.

Gay Cannibal with a Taste for Friendship

Ex Mr Gay UK 'killed and ate dinner pal in cannibal horror', court told
A former Mr Gay UK killed a man he cooked dinner for and tried to eat his flesh, a jury heard yesterday.
Ex-chef Anthony Morley is said to have seasoned bits of thigh with fresh herbs then fried them in olive oil.
Police found six pieces of cooked flesh on a chopping board and a chewed piece in the kitchen bin.
Morley, 36 – the first Mr Gay UK in 1993 – denies murdering advertising salesman Damian Oldfield.
He claims the 33-year-old homosexual tried to rape him, the court was told.
Morley is said to have walked to a nearby takeaway in a blood-stained dressing gown and flip-flops. He asked staff to call the police then sat outside waiting to be arrested.
Mr Andrew Stubbs, QC, prosecuting, told the jury of eight women and four men at Leeds crown court that Morley was unsure of his sexuality.
But he had arranged to meet Mr Oldfield, who worked for the publishers of a gay magazine called Bent, in Leeds last April.
They exchanged text messages earlier in the day and in one of them Morley wrote: “Never been really properly gay. Tried being bi, tried being straight but never been a hundred per cent happy. Maybe one day I will find happiness.”
The pair later went back to Morley’s house in Leeds, where Morley made them both a meal.
Afterwards they went up to his bedroom and that is where the alleged attack happened, the court heard. Mr Oldfield had his throat cut while he was under the duvet and collapsed on the floor where he was stabbed numerous times, including several times after he was already dead.
Police found a nine-inch piece of skin and flesh, including a nipple, had been cut from his chest and left alongside the body with a bank card put over the gaping wound. Another eight-inch slice was cut from his thigh.
Officers found six pieces of cooked flesh from the dead man on a chopping board.
He added: “A further piece of cooked flesh which appeared to have been chewed was later found in a bin bag in the kitchen.”
Saliva on the flesh matched Morley’s DNA profile.
He allegedly told police: “Someone tried to rape me and I have killed that person.”After his arrest, he is said to have mumbled: “I cooked him a nice meal. I said to take it slow, why did he do that?”

The trial continues.

NEWS. Some Good, Some Bad Some Sad

Not a bad weekend despite the Sun disappearing and the rains arriving. Rosemary and I met people at the Soccer club(Assoc Football) on Friday and again on Saturday after visiting one of our three ex daughters in law whom we have happy times together with our two Grand daughters Tamara, and Jacinta who was celebrating her 13th birthday. Those two girls are deadly gorgeous.
We met the son of our KGV( SHIP)assoc /sec, David T (The Keyboard Player with the Top notch band; playing at the club, who informed me his father's 84th birthday was on the Sunday and would I write a message for him, duly done it read; "Wishing you a Happy Birthday on your Fourth 21st", Phil rang me about an hour ago and we had a good chat.
Today Harry L my dear friend and chairman of our Naval Assoc phoned early to inform me that three more of the KGV Ships Assoc U/K had crossed the bar, all of whom were young kids of 19 when WW2 ended all of us with 3 or more years of service in WW2. it is difficult to remember every one in a crew of 1800, But one of the nicer blokes I remember well was Peter Gavin, Lt/Cdr Retired. VALE PETER.
Ten years in retro there were 52 members of the OZ KGV Assoc, Alphabetically I topped the list, and still do with just ten following, Five are older than me and I the last of the 1945 aged 19 year olds.
The good news depending how you feel about me is "I Ain't Going Yet". It has been decided that, in four to five weeks I will be given a OP day, in order to fix my ballooning Aorta Valve, I have been informed that it is elective surgery and although not life threatening, I must still apply caution when crossing the road.
Well that's it for now, the storm outside has spoofed the TV so it seems We will be involved in chatter for the remainder of the evening, better still a shower then bed. Back soon Vest.


NOTE..... Vest said...
The last three of the dozen or so books I had a few days ago; are staying put with me. One of them is spoken for, the remaining two wrapped and saved. I shall not be wasting my precious time making pennies from selling books. All future sales will be from the publisher or B&N and Amazon. info is available from me for purchasing details. The two people who failed to send their address, after several requests, need not bother, I have no time for ditherer's, particularly number stackers.

Wednesday, 8 October 2008 06:47:00 PM EST

'Bow Wow's ' Calling cards are now readable.

DNA test for dogs poo-dunnit.

COUNCILS want to DNA-test dog droppings, so they can track down owners who refuse to pick up after their pets and send them a fine.

The hardline approach, being trialled overseas, has won support from councillors in Sydney, North Sydney, Woollahra, Waverley and Ashfield.

Genetic Technologies, Australia's largest canine testing laboratory, wants to implement the DNA testing scheme and is preparing detailed submissions for councils.

It works like this: dogs would be given a mouth-swab while they're being microchipped at the vet and their DNA stored on a database.

Council rangers would collect droppings and send samples for testing to find a database match. Owners would then receive a fine notice for failing to clean up after their dogs.

Ashfield Councillor Nick Adams says dog droppings are an "enormous problem'' and has vowed to get the ball rolling on a feasibility study.

"I support this idea and would welcome any initiative that protects the health of my residents and helps clean up the area,'' he said.

A DNA-testing program is being trialled in Israel, with a reward system for pet-owners who scoop up their dog's mess and place it in specially marked bins.

Genetic Technologies, which also does crime-scene analysis for NSW police, has set up a DNA database for Melbourne's Port Phillip Council to solve dog attacks on residents and pets.

Testing director Ian Smith said DNA tests on dog droppings could be easily implemented in NSW at minimal cost.

"DNA profiling is getting cheaper and cheaper,'' he said. ``The program will raise public awareness of the problem and the fine revenue should offset the start-up of the program.''

New Woollahra Mayor Andrew Petrie said he'd support the strategy, provided it met certain criteria.

"If it wasn't an invasion of people's privacy and, legally, you could do it, then I'd be very interested to hear more on the matter,'' he said.

North Sydney Council, where dog-fouling penalties cost up to $550, is also getting behind the plans.

"I think it's a pretty good idea,'' Councillor Veronique Marchandeau said.

"It will happen here, as long as it's cost-effective. It's one of the many tools councils can use.''

Sydney City Labor councillor Meredith Burgmann said the idea should be considered, as did Liberal councillor Shayne Mallard.

"There is a minority of pet owners who aren't responsible and damage the reputation of all pet-owners,'' he said.

North Sydney dog-owner Alex McNee had mixed feelings: "I think it's a bit heavy-handed, but I'd rather they did that than shut down dog parks. You can't take dogs to beaches any more, so the parks are all we've got.''

In the wash up of this extraordinary gathering of Sydney councils, it is yet to be decided who will be given the task of collecting poo - sorry dog shit. I am thinking there will be few takers unless the rewards are generous.

Nothing can be more off putting than to go out at night or come home in a darkened area where you tread into this stinking effluent. Suddenly the whole car stinks when it is trod into the carpet, or worse still, this is true, our grand/children are visiting and in the darkness fail to see the mess our next door neighbours dogs ( 2 of them with a dog apiece)have left in our driveway grass verge, the children run into the house with it all over the carpet. When this happened on the second occasion, I sent both neighbours a cleaning bill for $40;00 each which they refused to pay. Eventually after much haggling the local council, screwed them with a heavy fine for several offences, however,we decided to move away from this situation and are now settled comfortably, Except for 3 cats our son has left in our care, who dig up our garden plants.
A few days before leaving our last residence, we had packed most of our worldly goods and we decided to visit friends for a few days. It was Australia day 26th Jan and promising to be hot, our neighbours had set up tables and chairs plus sun shelters in preparation for the the 'Big Pissup and barby in the back gardens'.
Let it be known I am not a vindictive person unless pushed to the limit, however on that hot Australia day opportunity knocked.
Before leaving I popped up the road and bought 30 kilos of concentrated chicken and cow manure in pellets , called 'Dynamic lifter' Which when wet will stink for two or three days.This was distributed equally in both front and back gardens about 10:am then two hoses on timers were turned on for ten minutes on leaving to visit our friends. Half an hour later I stopped in a lay by and phoned both my neighbours wishing them a Happy Australia day.

Cheesed off, because Coon isn't in tune anymore.

(Sydney) Activist is hunting for cheese. An anti-racism campaigner will take his fight to Coon cheese after winning a nine-year battle to erase the word ‘‘ nigger’’ from a sports ground yesterday.

Queensland Sports Minister Judy Spence said the Toowoomba Sports Ground Trust had agreed the word would not be used ‘‘ anywhere’’ on the grounds after the E.S. ‘‘ Nigger’’ Brown Stand — named after an international rugby player — was demolished.

The fight to remove the name has been fought almost single handedly by Aboriginal academic Stephen Hagan, who took his battle as far as the UN.

Mr Hagan said he would now focus his effort on fighting Dairy Farmers’ Coon cheese.
‘‘ Dairy Farmers said it was named after Edward Coon, who revolutionised the speeding process of making cheese,’’ he said. ‘‘ But I’ve questioned the authenticity of that story.’’

Mr Hagan claims the cheese used to have a black wraparound and was named ‘‘ Coon’’ as a joke.

‘‘ I want Dairy Farmers to show me the evidence of Edward Coon being given an honorary doctorate and what year he received that honorary doctorate,’’ he said. ‘‘ If they can prove to me that Edward Coon was a famous cheese maker, I will drop my campaign.


‘‘ If they can’t do it, I’m going to fight them all the way, just like I did with Nigger Brown.

Vest needs to know what alternative names could replace this icoonic cheese label, something like A B Original Cheddar.

Round about the eighties, Charles Perkins, a past Australian Aborigine spokes person, made a suggestion to J Laws a well known but now retired talk show host, that, all names of Cities Towns villages, rivers roads and public places, should adopt Aborigine names. I am uncertain of the reply from J Laws to Charlie Perkins, but it would not be too difficult to guess.

John Laws 'Lawsy' has retired, a replacement to equal him will never be found.

"I wonder what will be said about me"

"Oh No !!". Not another Do Gooder Know all

Andy Rooney (Caucasian) DOB Jan 1919, Colourful Radio personality.

Good for him!!!
I'm surprised CBS let him get away with this, even though he's right. in places. Like I shall do a bit of picking, You too are invited to do likewise.

Right on, Andy Rooney!

Andy Rooney said on '60 Minutes' In the USA a few weeks back:
I don't think being a minority makes you a victim of anything except numbers. The only things I can think of that are truly discriminatory are things like the United Negro College Fund, Jet Magazine, Aboriginal Legal Service, Black Entertainment Television, and Miss Black America. Try to have things like the United Caucasian College Fund, Cloud Magazine, White Entertainment Television, or Miss White America and see what happens...Jesse Jackson or Tony Mundane will be knocking down your door.

Vest Say's. Now that seems to right for me, including Tony Mundane* mis-spelt* but fits.
Now this is where he gets up my nose.

Andy Rooney Say's.
Guns do not make you a killer. I think killing makes you a killer. You can kill someone with a baseball or cricket bat, or a car, but no one is trying to ban you from driving to the game.

Vest Say's. Well the opinion of yet another red neck gun lover, He hasn't heard that it so much easier to kill fifty school kids with a gun than it is with a baseball bat or a knife.

Andy Rooney Say's. I believe they are called the Boy Scouts for a reason, which is why there are no girls allowed. Girls belong in the Girl Scouts! ARE YOU LISTENING MARTHA BURKE? ARE YOU LISTENING GERMAINE GREER?.

I think that if you feel homosexuality is wrong, it is not a phobia, it is an opinion.

I have the right 'NOT' to be tolerant of others because they are different, weird, or tick me off.

Vest Say's. Yes I'll go along with that.

When 70% of the people who get arrested are black, in cities where 70% of the population is black, that is not racial profiling; it is the Law of Probability.

I believe that if you are selling me a milkshake, a pack of cigarettes, a newspaper or a hotel room, you must do it in English! As a matter of fact, if you want to be an American, Canadian or Australian citizen, you should have to speak English!
My father and grandfather didn't die in vain so you can leave the countries you were born in to come over and disrespect ours.

I think the police should have every right to shoot you if you threaten them after they tell you to stop. If you can't understand the word 'freeze' or 'stop' in English, see the above lines.

I don't think, just because you were not born in this country, you are qualified for any special loan programs, government sponsored bank loans or tax breaks, etc., so you can open a hotel, coffee shop, trinket store, or any other business.

We did not go to the aid of certain foreign countries and risk our lives in wars to defend their freedoms, so that decades later they could come over here and tell us our constitution is a living document; and open to their interpretations.

I don't hate the rich I don't pity the poor

I know pro wrestling is fake, but so are movies and television. That doesn't stop you from watching them.

I think Bill Gates has every right to keep every penny he made and continue to make more. If it ticks you off, go and invent the next operating system that's better and put your name on a building.

It doesn't take a whole village to raise a child right, but it does take a parent to stand up to the kid; and smack their little behinds when necessary and say 'NO!'

I think tattoos and piercing are fine, if you want them, but please don't pretend they are a political statement. And please, stay home until that new lip ring heals. I don't want to look at your ugly infected mouth as you serve me French fries!.

I am sick of 'Political Correctness.' I know a lot of black people and not a single one of them was born in Africa; so how can they be 'African-Americans'? Besides, Africa is a continent. I don't go around saying I am a European-American because my great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather was from Europe. I am proud to be from America and nowhere else, just as Canadians and Australians are proud to be from their countries - and if you don't like my point of view, tough...

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG, OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, AND TO THE REPUBLIC, FOR WHICH IT STANDS, ONE NATION UNDER GOD, INDIVISIBLE, WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL! And what about CANADIANS and AUSTRALIANS? We feel the same. Bravo for the Canadians and Australians too!!! It is said that 86% of Americans believe in God. Therefore I have a very hard time understanding why there is such a problem in having 'In God We Trust' on our money and having 'God' in the Pledge of Allegiance. Why don't we just tell the 14% to BE QUIET!!!.

Vest Say's I'll go along with that too except the tattoos and body piercings, and even the God segment in the last para despite belonging to a Non Prophet Organisation. Swearing on the Bible would not make me feel uncomfortable if for some obscure reason I was brought before the Beak.

Warning-- Young Men out shopping .'Beware of friendly old ladies'

Fred a kindly 30 year old living alone was in a supermarket when he was approached by a sweet old lady who exclaimed I can hardly believe it that you are the spitting image of my recently departed son. Fred said, "Well that is unusual"
She replied "Would you please call me Mother when ever you see me in future"
"Sure" say,s Fred,"Any time if it keeps you happy"
Going through the checkout the old lady told every one Fred was her son and waved to Fred as she left the supermarket. Fred then blew a kiss and said "Bye bye Mother".
Fred then asked at the checkout "Why is my bill over fifty dollars, I only have three cheap items", The checkout chick replied "Your mother said, you her son would be paying her bill".

SUCKER.

We Are What We Eat. A change in diet can reverse former problems.

Having been nurtured on anything that resembled food, mostly that which would be either fattening, unpalatable or poisonous to the system, I feel blessed having the choice of food that is now available in the society in which I now live.

This is where the post was hijacked by blogger

I have just lost an hours work thanks to blogger, I have tried to retrieve it nothing happened, auto saving gone wrong, trying to recap what one has written previously is nigh impossible. No I haven't smashed the place up in anger, screamed or kicked the dog, I am just more than slightly 'Cheesed off'. I shall resume hoping I'll pick up the threads. Saving as I go.


Back into the early 1930s The average person knew little about nutrition, if I am wrong and my parents and foster parents are looking down from above in wonder, my statement is not intended to be hurtful. However, my ideal breakfast now in its simplest form would read 'Banquet' compared to the offerings I had as a toddler, like last Tuesdays bread slapped over with a lashing of mutton dripping or pork if my Jewish grandma wasn't around.
Things changed dramatically when I was fostered out to a family who lived in a little village in the country; far away from the noise and smoke of London where I had acquired most of the ailments a child could pick up including life threatening diphtheria.
Settling down in the country required getting used to bee stings, nettles and living without plumbing or electricity,but the water was clean and pumped from a well and not delivered through lead pipes as was the case in those days in modern housing, however the food was nicer and more plentiful. My first taste of chicken was Christmas 32 where I was offered the 'Parsons nose'.
In those days there were few cars on the road to belch out the leaded exhaust fumes we are still getting today, we had fresh veggies straight from the garden or from storage in winter, ie bottled fruit etc, but we also had a deadly unseen thing lurking in most country houses.
Before myxomatosis came about many years after, the wild rabbit was a source of sustenance for the middle class down to the lower order within the country areas, they were acquired several ways by trapping shooting or bludgeoning at harvest time, the 1st and 3rd method was the most favoured.
Most of the village kitchens were similar to ours, which contained a large black oven and stove fueled by anything combustible,the stove would be cleaned with a black lead polish when cool. it took pride of place in most houses where we would use its warmth for comfort besides the cooking. Most villagers would at some time have a lucky rabbits foot, I could never work that one out as the rabbit had four and was the one going into the pot. I suppose bunny would get his revenge each time he was eaten.
The main culprit in the kitchen was the stove, where fine lead particles would infiltrate cooking utensils, also near where the man of the house would drink his ale from a lead based pewter jug. after a winter shoot the bigwigs of the village would offer rabbits to anyone who were hard up or unwise. Having cooked the bunny in the pot with veggies and miscellaneous other bits and pieces and getting into it, it would be quite common to find a dozen or more pieces of lead shot which would be surreptitiously removed as if nothing more than a small bone.
Through unfortunate circumstances I had to leave this Idyllic place that I loved. My education had suffered, which is hardly surprising having been fed a supplementary diet of lead and I suspect the educators were partially to blame.
During the next eighteen months I was fostered by another family whose ideals were far removed from my previous carers, but my education was given a boost and when I left I was accepted in a nautical preparatory school seven months prior to normal acceptance, but of course that is another story.
It is a pity that I didn't save a bit of that lead for my pencil, so I have been told by my nearest and dearest.

Follows, yet another excerpt from my memoirs.

I truly loved this house; it was a place of comfort to me. The interior of Number 11 started at the panelled front door with its brass letterbox, the letters of which would fall onto the reddish brown tiles of the hall floor and be put on the oak table beneath the carpeted staircase leading to the bedrooms. The pungent odour of wet coats hanging in the hall; or the smell of cooking would occasionally greet you when you opened the front door. The stuffed fox head above a full-length mirror grinned down at you as you entered the hall. On the first landing of the stairs was a portrait of Lord Kitchener with an inscription informing you that he died when the HMS Hampshire sank in 1916.
The bedroom I shared with my brother, Christopher was the first on the left on the top landing. It was a large, beautiful, sunny room with a small window facing the east and a larger one facing south. There was a small hole in the wall plaster, which got larger with our constant picking. Underneath the eaves of the house, the swallows would nest in the summer. Their droppings would fertilize the hollyhocks and the bright array of summer flowers growing below. The wonderful fragrance would waft upwards to our bedroom, hiding the smell from the chamber pot under the bed, which we frequently forgot to empty.
The spacious, eat-in kitchen with blue walls contained a large black cast iron stove and oven that was fuelled by coal or wood and cleaned with ‘Zebo’ brand black lead polish. (Primus kerosene stoves were the other cooking alternative.) Above, on the high mantelpiece, were the candlesticks used to guide our ascent to the bedrooms as well as the jars of silver paper from empty cigarette packets that were saved for charity. Hanging on the walls were the tools to administer the working of the fire and the lucky rabbit’s foot, which had belonged to an unlucky rabbit that was bludgeoned to death by my elder brother and then eaten by the family.
Two kerosene-powered Aladdin lamps with their distinctive white fragile mantles formed the centrepiece of the lounge room. There was also an open-hearth fireplace. Close to a window nearby, our radio, powered by an accumulator and high-tension battery, entertained us with shows, the news, and music from the BBC.
The hallway of Number 11 held great significance for me. It was the spot from where I would leave in torment and later return feeling joyful. Although the reasonably new house was lacking in facilities, it was a place where I would always feel welcome, loved and happy. So far in my travels, there had been nothing to better it.

PUSSY ON THE WILD SIDE. also RODENT STEW WITH DUMPLINGS.

OUR Three fostered Moggies left by #5 son for us to provide for and dig up our plants in the garden, are a fussy lot. The night before last their food was ignored, so last night we left them scraps on a dish in the garden; which was also ignored by the cats but not the early bird seeking the early worm.
As a result, two Pigeons and possibly three Mynah birds and a unidentifiable wee marsupial thingy fell in conflict with these feline killers. No Rats or Mice delivered to the door, otherwise someone may have given the following recipes a bit of a go, as a dummy run so to speak; should we fall on hard times. Well!! one never knows.

Rat & Mice Recipes For Hard Times?


Rat And Mouse Recipe

Mice aren't that bad. Especially not with chillies and tortillas! It's all how you look at them. When the big crash0 hits, you're going to drool for any extra mice running around your house.

RECIPE FOR "Enchiladas El Mouse-o EN EL HOUSE-O"

6 corn tortillas 6 mice parboiled, stripped, boned, chopped, seasoned. 2-3 large red dried chillies soaked in water 5 min. l chopped green onion, cilantro for decorating. oil/onions. salt pepper to taste,

Make regular enchilada sauce by grinding the soaked chillies in the pot liquor, and straining well to separate the chillie skin from the chillies red meat. Then, fry onions, throw sauce in for l minute. Set aside.

Heat tortillas on a greased skillet, drop into sauce until covered, pull out, then fill the sopping wet tortilla with about 2 tbsps. mouse burger, roll. Set rolls in a dish, line all six up. Pour remaining sauce on top. Decorate with any old cheese, l chopped green onion. Bake l5 min at 350.

Shepherd's PIE

Not every shepherd can dice a lamb every time his belly rumbles. So many have learned to make do with DICED FIELD MICE.

Take 4 potatoes, boil, mash, season, add cream, mash some more, line 8" pie shell with them.

Boil six medium sized mice. Rats are OK if you know what they've been eating. No Buick upholstery or graveyards.

If the rodents are the right size, you should have a cup of rat meat (depending if you've cleaned the carcasses well enough.) Season with salt, pepper, cayenne, add l cup blanched, chopped almonds, l cup cracker crumbs, l egg, (reserve l tsp for topping) making a burger. OPTIONAL: bell pepper, onions, cilantro, parsley, thyme, oregano, l can creamed corn, l can of those crunchy Chinese things, water chestnuts, chopped olives, a dash of cat sup or tomato sauce.

Fill the pie. Cover with more potatoes. Use egg/cream to wipe down pie so it toasts brownish in oven.

Remember, a rabbit is just a big rodent. The taste of the flesh is identical. Ask any concentration camp visitor.

TIP: when cooking rodents, pre-soaking up to 5 hours helps take away that pesky rodent flavor. AND the longer you cook it, with the other ingredients, the better the meat tastes.

Bon App'etit, Vest Daily Gaggle.

What Goes Around Comes Around. Ghosts of the Past Again.

Vest said...
It seems little snippets of my memoirs are filtering around the world, this is about the severe punishment meted out at my naval college when I was a youngster. Even using fictitious names for the college and staff it now emerges that the person whose grandfather was the perpetrator has communicated with me and requires more info. The message reads.

Ed has left a new comment on your post "A Dire Warning To Would be Drug Traffickers": July:08, archives.
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Thank you very much for posting your info about the Naval training school. I think I know which one it really was as my grandfather was the flogger mentioned. I am sorry to find out he was such a nasty character but would love to know more about him please get in touch if you can - my email is (censored)

Sunday, 14 September 2008 10:39:00 AM EST.
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Replying to your request for further info on Flogger Campbell.
The title 'Flogger' was not known to me while I was a student.
It surfaced within a pamphlet written by a former student whom I knew. At the moment I am franticly searching for it among my hoarded treasures. From it I gathered, that the school experienced a major insurrection around 1949, Many boys 'doing a bunk' and eventually being caught were severely punished with many strokes of a large rattan cane by yours truly, it seems he was brought to book, however, I shall search for this info and send on should I find it.
Captain Campbell the school supervisory officer, was a former Lt/Cmd retired when I went there 16:12:1936 - 7:1:42. He was called up during the war but returned shortly after the death of Admiral Sir Edward Eaton-Ellis (hope I got the name correct ) Pop Admiral as he was called filled the war time gap as the school boss.
The Con job. Ok now I shall inform you it was *I Leslie Jxxxxx Bxxxxxxx who wrote the book mentioned shortly.
Hope the info which follows this letter will be helpful.

You may contact me also at,* (censored)*

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The gymnasium at Watts



There is no doubt that the Barnados sea schools were very good and very successful. On the discipline front the procedure at Russell Cotes and then Parkstone as it became was the usual defaulters' report and then between three and six 'cuts' in the gymnasium over the horse, in private but with the inflicting Petty Officer plus three officers. No ritual or special dress and executed very formally and properly. At Watts up to 1926 it was done with trousers off and the boy strapped over a four-legged horse and biting on a lump of cloth, and always with either the entire school or the defaulter's division mustered to witness it. Afterwards it was over either naval shorts or P.E. shorts in the gym. Cdr 'Flogger' Campbell was in charge between 1934 and 1940, and then back again in 1943 following a war wound. The wound did not appear to impede the movement of his right arm! He usually meted out the canings himself in his own study, and there were reported instances of it being on the bare. Campbell was dismissed in 1946 . The reason was the result of 37 boys enjoying a mass absconding, which was more for devilry and a bit of apple-scrumping than anything else. The less resolute came back within an hour or so and were locked in a basement cellar. It took two days for the remainder to be brought back. It seems that Campbell held the equivalent of a court martial and every boy was sentenced to 12 cuts of the cane. The canings took over two hours to complete, done in the basement cellar with the vaulting horse taken there complete with canvas strappings. The boys were caned on their bare backsides and it was said that their yelps could be heard in the classrooms. Two boys, on being released, ran off again and when caught by the police one of them revealed the state of his buttocks. A police doctor was brought in and then a complaint went to Barnados. Campbell retired on grounds of 'ill health' shortly afterwards. That is the only known instance of abuse at Watts, otherwise the discipline was very strict but fairly imposed.
I did hear that Campbell retired to live near Watlington at place called Brightwell in Oxfordshire. but not too sure, as it was 2nd hand info.I hope the info I have sent is satisfactory. ....... Vest ........ or J L Spencer.my pen name.

Reply:Hello,

Thank you so much for replying so quickly. It really is amazing how the internet helps with these things. My mother (Captain Campbells daughter) was sent off with her mum and twin sister to Boars hill during the war. Captain Campbell divorced my grandmother and I know a lot less about him than my grandmother and her family. I'm beginning to think my mother was so quiet about him because he was such a nasty character.

I am getting the family tree together and I will send you more information as I get it. Its funny that you are from Oxfordshire as that is the part of England that meant most to my mother. She is buried in Berwick Salome (which I think is quite close to Chalgrove) along with her mother.

I am in an internet cafe now so I can't write for long but I will get back to you again soon.

This email address is the best to use for me. I use my hotmail account only when I have to leave an email address somewhere where it might get picked up by spam robots.

Thanks very much for all the information you have already sent.

Best regards,

Edward.

Ed: It seems your Mothers final address in the 50s was as I thought, all places mentioned were within a straight 3 miles of one another.

Shopping for profit

Yesterday I decided or better we; that is er indoors my nearest and dearest and myself to venture forth for some retail therapy and escape from this sedentary life of blogging.
We had stacks of time to meander around and compare prices around the super market. left without purchasing anything which had my wife, a black belt in shopping agitated. We then toddled off to the veggie shop owned by a Lebanese Christian bloke whose assistant an aged pommie moron never short of dirty yarn was pissed off when I told him straight that it was time to get this business in order as the quality was degenerating as well as the prices exorbitant.
Well armed with a mind full of local rip offs we did a tour of the Aldi Shopping complex in Tuggerah(NSW OZ), Where my wife discovered the secrets of economical shopping where it is estimated a $100-00 cartful cost 25 bucks less than the traditional shopping outlets.
The veggie market was again a winner, Broccoli at 99cents a kilo so were BR/sprouts, pink lady apples, and zucchinis and a full bunch of celery 99cents. I estimated a saving of around 60% compared to our locals.
We then indulged in lunch at maccas on the highway. large fries, cheeseburger and a orange drink each cost $4 -00 all up $8 -00 bucks. our local greasy spoon cafe charges double that. Leaving the rest room at maccas a guy who owes me 50 bucks came in and shot into one of the cubicles when he saw me, "Crikey am I that frightening", the guy is a lesser defaulter I have already written off.
Then we visited 'Dan Murphy's' the discount grog shop that is larger than central station, we bought six bottles of famous grouse scotch at $23-99 a bot and after a little haggling received six free gifts of one Tee and a golf ball, the geezer in front got the one Tee and a golf ball for one bottle. So I demanded six or I would check one bottle at a time.
Today the wife checked her shopping list and discovered an anomaly on the check out at Aldi stores, this only amounted to about $6-00. A letter is already in the post to the store manager, together with a copy of the checkout bill.
This will be the final post for this week as all this sitting parked on a chair
is making my legs go wonky and it's important I leave our club premises behaving in a sober manner-after a skinful tomorrow night.
Question: What is a Wonky?. Answer on Sunday. ta for now vest.

Answer: A three legged Donkey.

Back home again.

Returned from Huskisson late yesterday from attending our #2sons 3rd wedding. A very lavish affair which was attended by about 300 people on our sons 5 acre W/front property. Everything went to plan apart from the six inches of rain which failed to put a damper on things, adequate cover had been planned beforehand.
It was like a huge family reunion, but without any bitching for once. well I'm not saying anything untoward to keep the peace. The reception went on from 330 pm to past midnight when by that time we were full to the gunwales. Our son Christopher drove our car there and back other wise I would have had to wait two days for the breathalyzer to read minus.
Well that's about all; it's hardly something a mere male can elaborate on apart from wishing the happy couple the usual condolences and of course the best of luck in the future, and hope they will live happily ever after.
Vest.

Future not pretty for 'Ugly Mayor'.More Men available than Women.

What began as a 'beauty disadvantaged story in the outback town of Mount Isa has become bigger and uglier. The sordid story unfolded two weeks ago in the two horse township far out beyond the black stump in rural Queensland Australia.
Furious residents are up in arms-protesting to the suggestions of this mining town Mayor John Malony, who has called for unattractive ladies to move to his town which in his view, is over populated by sex deprived miners and it would help to redress the gender imbalance.
Fellow female councillors are labeling his suggestions as degrading and disgusting and he should be fired from office. It was suggested at a unofficial gathering that the women town elders would be deprived of their pick of the huge number of available men.
Mr Malony the Mayor has stated the situation has blown out of proportion and he was telling it like it is in small towns, and he was a bloke who respected women.
He further suggested that if there are five blokes to every girl, we should find out where there are 'beauty disadvantaged women and ask them to proceed to Mount Isa
where happiness awaits.
Federal MP Bob Katter hailed the Mayor a 'National hero" and said he had succeeded in drawing attention to the problem of attracting women to the bush.
The town is desperately short of women. We just haven't got women here.
It seems that women taking up this offer whether they are ten drinks beautiful or not, are guaranteed a date or even wedding bells and are advised to leave their bedroom toys behind as they will be a thing of the past and only the real thing is on offer.
So if you are a contrary Mary, a twelve stone fairy or a bulging hairy, your chances are as good as a Rosa or liza to become mounted in horny outback Mount Isa.

Vest, Daily Gaggle.

Sharia law, A Social and Humanitarian Disease. A litany of Sin.

This is a follow on from the previous post, Just another extension of the lunacy and hidden depravities rarely exposed to the outside world of the non Muslim population.
There are several Muslim sects throughout the world, some more moderate than the others and usually at loggerheads with each other, Their glossary of archaic laws which defy the laws of commonsense and decency are frequently spelled out to non believers in the form of indescribable acts of bestiality and cruelty not tolerated by the forward thinking - freedom loving population of our world. Following is another instance.
ABUJA. An 84-year old man from Nigeria with 86 wives and 170 children has accepted a decree Issued by Islamic authorities that he must divorce 82 of them.
A local Emir stated that, Mohamadu Bello Abubakar has agreed to the mass divorce.
And not before time say I, this guy must have been in the rackets to be able to provide for such a large family. Probably one of those geezers involved in the dodgy banking scams or a successful camel train robber.
This former teacher and preacher faced the death penalty under Sharia law, which was reintroduced to the Muslim-majority Niger state in northwest Nigeria in 2000, It was for a while in the 60's? named Biafra, it was also a time when they faced starvation during the civil war with the ruling Govt in the south, I was one of the many sympathetic people who contributed to the array of do gooder funds helping the underfed populace. However, while the death sentence was lifted, Abubukar still faced eviction from his home.
During interviews several weeks previously Abubukar claimed there was no punishment in the Koran for having more than four wives but the Nigerian Supreme Council for Islamic affairs said; Sharia law clearly limited a man to four wives. That law clashed with the so called Old testament book,'Testimonials One' Para 1, Sentence 1,
A man may only have as many wives as he has Penises.
I recall going back many years to the 50-60s when visiting the cultural part of Nigeria, Lagos the Capital then, and the rickety bridge spanning the Bensafrim river, Carter bridge is now of sturdy concrete and steel whereas the old bridge mainly wooden, where school kids when crossing it would sing "Carter bridge is falling down" to the same tune as the one that was demolished in London and re erected in America.

Vest. Daily Gaggle.

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