Dear relatives and blogger friends.
Haven't ventured forth at all for over ten days, a bout of 'Colley Wobbles flu and several other aches and pains have restricted me to pottering in the garden and catching up with elusive problems. The temp today noon 17 CEL yesterday 13 CEL last week 38 Cel and we are almost into mid spring and the weather patterns are going beserk.
Tele marketer(charity) called today, told the towel head that when my income from UK gets back to normal 45P's not 55P's give me a buzz. That goes for junior relatives too. Get yourselves a job during your school hols. fifty bucks tax free if you cut our grass to our liking, 2.5 hrs our mower and fuel,and no free beer.
Had a lazy day in the galley today, knocked up decadent fish & chips with misc veggies with Banana and Custard to follow.
Thinking of bananas.
Festering within the general public prior to the previous General election, lurked the possibility that should PM,(Draft dodger and chicken hawk)John Howard; actually win the election but retire from office thus giving the health minister and treasurer access to the two top jobs in Govt, would be tantamount to Australia being ridiculed worldwide. This is why the electorate voted labour (labor) And avoided having Australia left in charge of two Chumps called "Abbott and Costello".
After a decade of Lib intervention, national pride more flag crap and republic issues will be reshuffled to sort out the Pro's and Con's. Much emphasise is to put on the Aus Flag not becoming A Green Square Flag embossed with a golden Crescent, or Banana.
Whether the Lizard of Oz, Ex PM Paul Keating was getting it right or not, Strayer aint a Banana Republic yet, mainly thanks to Royalists like finally expired ex Queensland premier and peanut farmer, Jo Bonkers Bananas AKA Joh Bjelke-Petersen. Oh I nearly forgot that other twit our leader of the opposition - Malcolm 'The Turncoat' Turnbull; who is real 'Slow lane Material' and not to be trusted under any circumstances; hardly a Solon more a Dracon.
After cyclone larry 'back a bit' when the banana industry took a belting and bananas were listed in the blue chip pages and needless to say that, only stockbrokers could send their kids to school wiv a nana in their picnic hamper, cos these yellow potassium bombs had reached twelve bucks a kilo at Con the green grocer's in western Sydney, wouldn't like to guess the Double Bay hike.
Eventually after several months, bananas began hitting the stalls from neighboring Banana republics despite the usual ban on imports and pest control regulations. the need to feed and defeat the greed of the slow talking banana benders up in Queensland was given the go ahead. "Time flies like a arrow" so it is said. However "Fruit Fies like a banana"
Strict pest controls on the fruit coming in enabled bananas to become more plentiful and it is now possible to buy bananas around a dollar fifty if you look around. this new oligopoly prevents those charlatans up north having the monopoly and squeezing us southerners.
Anyhow, did you know that only 40 percent of that banana is edible, but the skins make great fertilizer.
I usually have an apple a day 85 per cent consumable and does you more good than a Nana.
A late addition from my niece Christine.
For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free. Here's an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage, WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage.
And as for bananas, Men are like bananas the older they get, the less firm they become.
Why do women always have the last say?
Back later. Vest.
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