Fine Weather and the Pecking Order.

Twelve Noon Saturday 30Th. The Sun is now tracking about 45dg higher since bottoming out on June 21st here in OZ strayer. At this moment we have a clear sky and a light Northerly wind coming down from the Equator,. Watching the cricket on Fox tel until 3am gave me a late start to the day, breakfast and kitchen chores completed, I toddled down to the back garden  hounded by my seemingly; adopted Magpie family,. After digging up carrots and parsnips I sat down under the shed lean to and  fed my Black and  White friends their brekky of cooked sausage meat and bacon fat, I have a feeling these birds may be of the Christian faith, also they tend to get  more intimate when I am wearing my white banded black beany.,, One of these Magpies has a dodgy leg but gets around OK, reminding me of the adopted single legged magpie chick we had in the seventies which fed from the same dish as the wife's two adopted cats one black the other white and deaf with pink eyes. the magpie was free to go but always returned and was locked away at night. one day it was discovered in the nearby reserve having been beaten to death with the stick which lay nearby, I recall Tim our youngest burying it in the front garden flower bed. Sad; but that was nearly half a lifetime ago.
I shall now join Nearest and Dearest in  the sunshine of our garden.
Everyone enjoy the weekend.... Back soon.Vest.

True. ...Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened.

THE English person and his weather forcasting. Also " Dont get sick on a Sunday"

Wednesday, 27.  Should have said Englishman when they meet always discuss the weather first, as most women particularly the English love to discuss anything but and are more interested in scandal like recently a bevy of hags in the club asked," is it true one can tell a mans size from the boots he is wearing, "Dunno' I replied , "But the size of woman's mouth could provide the answer to a similar question.
So being an English person by birth  the weather takes pride of place and the main local irritant  is relatively speaking  the  Cold and Wet (Like Siberian summer days). Yesterday was the second successive dry day for yonks. So waking S Y B-----d  our mower from his three month hibernation and being given a liter or so of high spirits he coughed and spluttered on the fifth pull, lots of time later approx 4500 Sq meters of grass was mowed, S Y B was resuscitated several times from clogged mud and wet grass and is now resting.
BTW it rained ten minutes after the mowing job and  several times today.
Thursday, 28. Cool or better still a cold morning with cloudless sky and sunshine, warm in sheltered areas, OK so far.... 0610 still darkish; fed Squawking magpie from bathroom window- pointed Percy and went back to bed for ten minutes, then up again , made nearest and dearest  a cuppa, then prepared veggies for dinner and read my fav newspaper , drank half litre of water had brekky cereals and apple juice. washed dishes and read Email.
Monitoring the flow Saturday evening prior to showering to go to the club. the evening out was cancelled due to a pollop? in my bladder discharging lots of crimson thingy. Finally giving up ringing known  doctors who were away for the week end , I managed to get advice from the triage Doc at Wyong Hospital  who convinced me that what had  happened  was that which I had thought it was.
On advice I drank about 3.5 litres of water before noon on the Sunday, by then the problem became clear and has remained so since, no pain whatsoever was experienced during this dilemma.and at this moment in time yours truly is feeling fine.
No doom or gloom on the family front... all engulfed in normality, Hmm.
Motoring news: I now have an unrestricted licence until I reach 87and my gold licence expires on my Ninetieth Birthday. another Hmm.

BTW: my shoe size is Nine and a half.

That's all for now, Back soon....Vest.

The answer is simple: if you want something badly, you can achieve it.

The R T A, Layabouts, Fascist Public Servants, Get the chop they deserve.

A GREAT write up in the Monday July 18, Sydney  Daily Telegraph, pages 4-5. Explains the past and
present short-comings of this unpalatable bunch of public servants, who until recently have enjoyed Carte Blanche among their 7,000 members, The former State Labour Govt could not deal with the RTA's unconditional authority as much as they tried.(union pressure) However the new Lib State Govt are having no qualms about sorting out the deadwood from these under utilized sedentary bludgers.
Reports last week of people being laid off with a 10,000 dollar redundancy payment, having been paid for doing exactly Zilch for ages does not surprise me.
Any organisation is liable to corruption if left too long without outside interference.
One insider suggested to me that, one way of keeping business on the boil was to maintain a steady failure rate among new drivers, call me cynical if you wish  but to me it sounds logical to me that corrupt testers, be it for vehicles or drivers, it would maintain a healthy wage or guaranteed employment for dodgy test results.
More failures more job security.
Maybe you are not a vehicle owner or driver, or you may be a person who  has someone who can deal with this and other onerous problems for you , but for the like of the lesser privileged hoi polloi;  take me for example, I have to front up to these droids once or twice per year.
You arrive at the RTA office and you make sure you park correctly; or the start of the visit becomes expensive, Entering the main door you become a number according to the ticket you remove from the Dalek machine, you take a seat and look around at the other tense faces awaiting their fate from the hands of a humanoid with a stoic attitude peering through the counter grill looking like a seasoned mortician. You await your turn to confront this apparition; hardly able control your nervous jitters. Your number is called, you muster up a truculent attitude to match that of  the shit face confronting you.
Shortly after your tenseness subsides you sit in the car for a couple of minutes before exiting through a driveway to the inside edge of the pavement where you stop to observe the road you are entering.
You are then told by the testing  RTA employee who informs you that you did not observe the stop sign (planted about two feet higher than normal) and about three feet before the inner edge of the footpath, (Gotcha).That happened to the unsuspecting lady being tested before me.
It was not possible to notice the sign approaching from less than a twenty feet distance. others parked further afield possibly.
The RTA boss Michael Bushby controversially stood down from his job  due to his ineptitude in controlling last years F 3 traffic debacle, will have to join others when applying for his old  $1,400-00 a day job  back  when it merges with NSW Maritime and other rail and transport organisations.
So far 350 positions and several agencies have  been abolished.... Great Stuff.

Now for the big surprise of the day,; Yours truly VEST that's me was the person tested for the 'Aged drivers test' after, the woman mentioned earlier. On returning to the yard he told me OK,  You passed see you in two years. He then gave me my form and I drove off.

The next person to be tested was asked  by the same tester,'Do you know this person and mentioned me" My beautiful granddaughter Tamara, sister of equally beautiful granddaughter Jacinta replied " sure do He's my Grandpa.  Truly neither of us knew we were both being tested that day, and so close.

Congratulations Tamara.  Love Grandpa and Grandma & Uncle Chris.


Vest.... Daily Gaggle.

He who does not hope to win has already lost. And for all lovers out there keep on loving.

Have a rewarding week.... back soon.

BTW. Vest that's Me,  passed His Medical and unrestricted aged  Drivers Test Thursday 21st July.
It was quite a frantic day, the wind and rain,  parents collecting kids from school and the new supermarket bolstering the crowded roads on a pension day, apart from the absence of a bomb or two it was still chaotic. But Mr cool made it. "Hoorah".

Real Men with hair Go to a Barber shop

The wind  and the bucketing rain was ignored until I arose at 9-20Am this winters morn,. definitely differing from yesterdays  sunny and warmer day, when I rose early for my pre spring shearing at our local barber shop.
The three minute walk stretched to twenty by gassing with neighbours on the way.
There are several shearing sheds around the area I live , in the main they are dominated by shearing Sheila's where the customers are mostly women. Men can expect to pay around twenty five bucks for a short back and sides if they dare sit among leering women who consider it their ordained domain.
Most women haven't a clue about cutting men's hair, real men that is, and a blokey cut or trad pudding basin job is not what you can expect at the Fashionable Ladies Hair do salon in Tenth Avenue Budgewoi, the haunt of the well off including nearest and dearest who usually departs those premises minus at least a hundred bucks.
There are convenience hair cutters and are described as such, these you find  in shopping centres, where a standard charge of twenty two bucks is payable or more if the patron requires more than eight minutes of attention. Each salon has several operatives on a shift system so it is unlikely you will have the same person more than once in a lifetime. However, my local barber shop in fashionable 'Tenth Avenue'(Sounds posh dunnit?) not as such , but  what you get is a friendly Blokie atmosphere and  attention from a real experienced Lady and Gentleman barbershop duo who will take time to do what is necessary. From my observations over time I have concluded the time taken on each male client averages out at around twenty Min's., and what do you get  for a max payment of eighteen bucks, well it includes a proper cut for starters plus a razor trim, hot towel finish and a free eyebrow trim. But  the best thing is, if you are a senior citizen. this all comes at a cost of 'Crikey" only Fourteen Bucks.

"How do you rate your barber shop"?

"Where do you get it" Tenth Avenue Budgewoi. NSW Ozstrayer mate.

Vest back soon.............. BTW It's still bucketing down.........rain I mean.

PRES OBAMA An ARAB and could be Related to JESUS.

"COR  BLIMEY" who wants to be an ARAB ? Is OBAMA the real. OSAMA under cover.

PASS THIS ON.  This Guy must be exposed. Is OBAMA  a  resurrected JESUS ?

To: Subject: Fw: Iceland's Volcanic Eruption vs Control of CO2 Emissions !!!!!

Info forwarded  from Stan our man and D/G and KGV Assoc.

-------Original Message------- From: Date: 7/17/2011 5:43:20 AM To: Subject: Fw: Iceland's Volcanic Eruption vs Control of CO2 Emissions !!!!! Ian Rutherford Plimer (born 12 February 1946) is an Australian geologist, academic and businessman, and professor of mining geology at the University of Adelaide . You will appreciate his take on climate change (aka: global warming). Professor Ian Plimer could not have said it better! If you've read his book you will agree, this is a good summary. Are you sitting down? Okay, here's the bombshell. The volcanic eruption in Iceland , since its first spewing of volcanic ash has, in just FOUR DAYS, NEGATED EVERY SINGLE EFFORT you have made in the past five years to control CO2 emissions on our planet - all of you. Of course you know about this evil carbon dioxide that we are trying to suppress - it's that vital chemical compound that every plant requires to live and grow, and to synthesize into oxygen for us humans, and all animal life. I know, it's very disheartening to realize that all of the carbon emission savings you have accomplished while suffering the inconvenience and expense of:-- driving Prius hybrids, buying fabric grocery bags, sitting up till midnight to finish your kid's "The Green Revolution" science project, throwing out all of your non-green cleaning supplies, using only two squares of toilet paper, putting a brick in your toilet tank reservoir, selling your SUV and speedboat, vacationing at home instead of abroad, nearly getting hit every day on your bicycle, replacing all of your 50 cents light bulbs with $10.00 light bulbs . .. . well, all of those things you have done have all gone down the tubes in just four days. The volcanic ash emitted into the Earth's atmosphere in just four days - yes - FOUR DAYS ONLY by that volcano in Iceland , has totally erased every single effort you have made to reduce the evil beast, carbon;. And there are around 200 active volcanoes on the planet spewing out this crud any one time -EVERY DAY. I don't really want to rain on your parade too much, but I should mention that when the volcano Mt Pinatubo erupted in the Philippines in 1991, it spewed out more greenhouse gases into the atmosphere than the entire human race had emitted in its entire YEARS on earth. Yes folks, Mt Pinatubo was active for over one year - think about it. Of course I shouldn't spoil this touchy-feely tree-hugging moment and mention the effect of solar and cosmic activity and the well-recognized 800-year global heating and cooling cycle, which keep happening, despite our completely insignificant efforts to affect climate change. And I do wish I had a silver lining to this volcanic ash cloud but the fact of the matter is that the bush fire season across the western USA and Australia this year alone will negate your efforts to reduce carbon in our world for the next two to three years. And it happens every year. Just remember that your government just tried to impose a whopping carbon tax on you on the basis of the bogus "human-caused" climate change scenario. Hey, isn't it interesting how they don't mention "Global Warming" any more, but just "Climate Change" - you know why? It's because the planet has COOLED by 0.7 degrees in the past century and these global warming bull artists got caught with their pants down. And just keep in mind that you might yet have an Emissions Trading Scheme - that whopping new tax - imposed on you, that will achieve absolutely nothing except make you poorer. It won't stop any volcanoes from erupting, that's for sure. But hey, relax, give the world a hug and have a nice day! PS: I wonder if Iceland is buying carbon offsets? :-( :'( :-X :-$

It has happened Again.

It has happened again. The people at number nine have cut across our frontage and have crashed into the ditch. Our box trailer strategically placed prevents  people in number 13 from doing the same , their frontage is looking like a Quagmire. Call me what you wish, but I refuse to move our trailer, plus they haven't apologised for blocking my driveway so I am stuck at home too.
The NRMA truck is now in attendance, So stuff them. Better still Bollocks.

Daily Gaggle Post number 850. And Eighty Five Today 16-7-26 to16-7-2011..

Suddenly I am Eighty Five, Fifteen beyond the allotted three score and ten, doesn't time fly. Time flies like an arrow some say, mind you up North in in Queensland, it's - Fruit flies like a Banana.
I believe it is our bodies which age with time. Just thinking a few moments ago of the time I was fishing for sticklebacks in the brook at Chalgrove eighty years back, don't think the local kids can do this anymore, because when I was back there in 2009, I noticed the flood gate was permanently open allowing the water formerly powering the mill from the back brook to increase the flow of the village brook, making hand fishing near impossible. Time changes ways of life, and now in the brook there is an abundance of brown trout instead of just a few way back, they would have been helpful in the hungry thirties.
Midwinter today , and it is showing  - cold and wet , tomorrow a small celebration, maybe. probably hit the sack early, after nearest and dearest returns from the club meat raffle, in any case we have T/Bone Steak earmarked for din dins tomorrow.
Everyone; enjoy your weekend... Back soon.... Vest.

Posted pre 16th July.

The New BURQA... Video

The New Burqa Video is available on receipt of your email address. Send to vest@dailygaggle.com

This movie is cool.

Hokey Pokey

With all the sadness and trauma going on in the  world at the moment
it is worth retlecting on the death of a very important person which went almost
-unnoticed last week, : Larrv La Prise. the person who wrote the "Hoky Pokey" died peaceful1y recently.
Getting him in his coffin was a disaster.they put the left foot in and the right came out. Then they turned around. did the hokey pokey amd slammed the lid shut.



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' ISLAM'.. A FESTERING SORE IN OUR MID'ST...EXTREMISM.

     ISLAM. A source of Lies, Laggardness and deceit, lacking in Morals and Equality.

When in my youth I was given stern advice by more seasoned sailors before going ashore in Egypt,
'Never trust an Arab". "They'll Strip you clean, skin you and nick your last akker (piastre)"
 And for those more moderate and sociable people whom I encountered, such as those in the former colonies of Malaya and Singapore where this cap doesn't fit in its entirety...my  apologies.

BOAT PEOPLE.

These International Bludgers should be afforded the minimum of subsistence and no more, Most of them are thieves and whores escaping with cartloads of cash and jewelery to finance their illegal entry into Australia and avoiding normal immigration procedures, There is a need for more stringent action, to combat the guile of these intruders before we are completely overrun. A partial state of emergency comes to mind with an axe grinding  Government Minister  likened to Himmler to expedite the problem posthaste.

Vest..Daily gaggle.

THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!! In Queensland, 200,000 persons were displaced because of the floods and cyclones in February 2011 as well as since then, because some areas in the Far North are still flooding. Two hundred and forty nine million dollars ($249,000,000) were raised in the second largest public appeal since the Victorian bushfires of two summers ago. More than $300,000,000 was raised Australia-wide for those fire victims. In BOTH cases money still has NOT been distributed -- or it has been allocated to public areas which it is assumed were NEVER intended to receive money that was raised for the benefit of individual Australians and Australian families displaced by either fire or flood. On Christmas Island, illegal immigrants -- boat people -- call them what you will, SET FIRE TO THE ACCOMMODATION THEY were given by the Australian government and now they will be housed in first class hotels and motels ON THE MAINLAND while tax-paying Australians are still displaced in their thousands! Read what I received in my inbox, below. If your hair is now BLACK, it will turn WHITE by the time you finish. If you have a full head of hair, be prepared to wake up BALD, tomorrow, when you fully grasp the situation. DID YOU KNOW?? Three hundred boat people have been housed at the RAAF Sherger Air Base in Weipa. All are being accepted into Australia. All are men. All receive the pension same as our pensioners – All get the same amount again for hardship payment – this equals twice what our pensioners get! All receive an extra $50 a day for spending money. Security staff are employed to watch them. Chefs are employed to feed them (one quarter of a tonne of chicken a day alone is cooked. They won't pick up their own rubbish. There was a massive dispute because they didn't like the radio station.. Another dispute because batteries were flat for the Nintendo games. Tents set up for mosque prayers had to be air conditioned. The Bores/Wells set up to run RAAF Sherger adequately, are now dry because taps are left running all day long. Sewerage systems now blocked with condoms (???) supplied to them ..... (and all of them are men remember). Dept of Immigration & Citizenship (DIAC) wants the Dept of Defence to pay all of the bills, so that the Government can hide the costs Of allowing three hundred refugees into the country, from tax paying Australians. Australian taxpayers need to know. Now.. The PM wants to introduce another tax to pay for the floods, Because the Government does not have enough money to look after its own taxpayers. What is wrong with this government??. Congratulations Gillard ... You fool! Every day you are in power is another day of debt and destruction for us Australians -- the TAX PAYERS! You should pass this on to all Australian taxpayers.

Thanks JO.

ISRAEL ....THE FINAL SOLUTION..... But When?

 Start reading this saga from two posts back

ISRAEL IS  SIXTY THREE YEARS OLD

AT MIDNIGHT on the 14Th day of the merry month of May in 1948, the British Mandate of Palestine became the State of Israel. From that time onward to the present, it has been engaged in bitter conflict with its Arab neighbours. Never before in the history of Great Britain has such joy been experienced by  the ceding of Palestine to its new mob of incompetent administrators.

 Israel 's citizens  did a count down at midnight last May14 to celebrate the 63rd year of the state of Israel , But sadly the rest of the world will wonder for what reason. What have they achieved apart from keeping the friction with their neighbours on the boil for sixty bloodthirsty years. Sorry if you disagree, but that is how I see it. Much publicity about the Exodus goings on prior to this event have been experienced recorded and written about. also a poorly made film made its appearance describing the trials and tribulations of the thousands of European Jews, and their efforts to get to the promised land. There were several British warships involved with the onerous task of controlling the intake of these distressed people. The main reason for the UN sanctioned number of 1,000 arrivals to Palestine per month was simply a near impossible logistical exercise of trying ones best to find food shelter and jobs for these people, this was a matter for strict expediency , or lose total control of the situation. the system worked in principle , however, a few so called illegal migrants ships flying the White Star of David managed to break the blockade. Many ships of various sizes were stopped and boarded by crews from the Brit Navy ships, those young sailors were not a bunch of fascist bastards but gentle and caring in the way they performed their tasks, I was profoundly moved by their determination. during my personal involvement  on five occasions, and the largest ship boarded was the 'Pan Crescent' which with the 'Pan York' had sailed from a Bulgarian port in the Black Sea, each of these ships carried 7,000 souls., I was one of the twelve in the boarding crew. The vast majority of these unfortunate souls wound up in camps on the island of Cyprus to await their turn for their final journey to the promised land.

 The last British warship to leave Palestine from the port of Haifa, was the 8,000 ton Colony class Cruiser the HMS Mauritius; commanded by Capt (Lord) Ashbourne R N, and of course on board was yours truly who listened to the sound of pinging bullets and the whanging of our torn berthing wires being ripped from the bollards on the dockside as we departed that rainy morning on Palestine's final day. Shalom. Or T F F T......Vest.
For more info, Google. 'The Recognition of the State of Israel' also 'Pan York and Pan Crescent'.

Back to normal posts on Monday. ..Enjoy an exciting weekend...Vest.

BTW if you are reading this for the first time Go back two posts for the beginning of this saga.

THE HOLY LAND ! Or what?

ISRAEL may struggle for peace, but its Sex Trade is Flourishing, The Daily Gaggle reports  From the HOLY LAND?

       Yitzhak was lucky to get the parking spot along Tel Aviv's fashionable Ben Yehuda Street. It was after all Thursday night and the traffic was bustling. Rolling up the windows of his Ford Sierra, he tossed his newspaper in the child's seat; pulled out his phone and called his home. " Hi Honey, I'm just going to pick up some groceries and head home". then walking passed the flower shop and the supermarket he he headed into a seemingly innocuous apartment building proclaiming the words"Mo'adon Briut" or Health Club. Yitzhak entered the foyer, decorated in red velvet and yellow lights, where four scantily dressed women sat smoking and drinking tea. Yitzhak pointed to a well-endowed blonde female, well into her forties. The woman took Yitzhak into a back cubicle, complete with massage table and adorned with sexy pin-ups,for the sales pitch. "Hi Sweetie," she began in a heavy Russian accent, "My name is Lana. A blow job is 120 shekels straight sex is 100 shekels, a bisexual show is 150 shekels and two women will cost you 250 shekels."
Ten minutes later Yitzhak gets a kiss from Lana as he hands her a 20 shekel tip and emerges from the health club zipping his pants and checking his wallet is still in his back pocket.
On that summer Thursday night in Tel Aviv, Yitzhak just happened to be one of the many hundreds of Israeli men who escaped work or wives in order to pay for sex. Prostitution, has become an Israeli national pastime and obsession. Next to the stock market and the diamond business, it is one of Israels fastest growing industries. And, many fear, it is a time-bomb waiting to go off in a country renowned for explosions.
Tel Aviv, once a sleepy town by the sea, has always been the centre of Israeli night life but has now become Israels sexual capital where street walkers, call girls and lap dancers service a clientele ranging from husbands to Rabbis, soldiers to guest workers. this growth industry plus sado-masochistic brothels and sex clubs advertise in Israels most prominent newspapers, offering every thing from phone sex in Arabic to large Russian bisexuals for 300 shekels an hour.
"Its absolutely incredible." claims a cynical Tel Aviv detective, Imagine hookers placing adds in the London and the New York Times. This doesn't happen anywhere than this nuthouse of a country,"( obviously he has never read the Sydney Daily Telegraph and the local rag NewSouth Wales  Express bi wkly.)
"Each night I bring with me a carton of 60 condoms.' claims Michal, a seasoned pro with a battered face who works the twisted alleyways behind the bustling Ramat Gan stock exchange. "When the carton is empty, I've made my nights fill and then I go home.
Perhaps even more interesting than the women(and men in drag) Who sell themselves in Tel Aviv are their clients. A good percentage of the men are Ultra Orthodox Jews, pious men who follow the Halacha, the law that guides Jewish life, including when a man can and cannot have sex with his wife: the Halacha also dictates that these men cannot be with 'harlots' in their own city.
So, on Thursday afternoons (boy's night out in Israel), bus loads of Ultra Orthodox Jews travel from Jerusalem, Haifa and points beyond to Tel Aviv for a few moments of passion in a massage parlour, behind a sand dune or in an alleyway.
Others are soldiers, 18-year old conscripts and 50 year old reservists heading home to wife and kids from a stint along the Lebanese border. others are accountants, teachers and lawyers, policemen and politicians.
At the other end of the spectrum is Tel Aviv's seaside and ultra-chic Ha Yarkon street where there is a 200 shekel a trick massage parlour next door to the labor party HQ. last June the pm went there for a meeting with his ministers , the masseuses at the Establishment asked the bodyguards to move their bullet proof cars as it was turning customers away.
Arab prostitutes in order to survive need to service both sides of the Arab-Israeli equation, though some find their Jewish customers only come to them after some major incident involving terrorism in order to get their own brand of sexual revenge.
The question arises, was all that pandemonium in the forties really a rush to get to the land of everlasting bonking?.

Maybe you have forgotten or are  unaware how this nation of Israel came into being,/ I certainly have not . More coming up in the next post.. the final solution... but when?

Next post on the Holy land Soon ....Vest.

 

Fella's with Big Smella's sentence Dog to death by Stoning..

IF it isn't those Jihad goons or archaic Qoran cuckoos stoning their so called adulterers to death, we have instead those sharp beaked biblical bozo's from the 'Wailing wallers' team of stoners trying to outsmart their old enemy the Palestinian rock chuckers. It would seem that, the adultery thingy is not frowned upon as much as in the past with the vast number of Cat houses in the Promised land now into the thousands. Opportunities for a jolly good stoning are few these days. Rabbis are now too busily Bonking to be tied down to traditional ethics, Rabbi's er (Jewish Vicars or sumfink) condemmed a stray dog to death by stoning, "Why" because these simpletons thought the dog was the reincarnation of a secular ambulance chaser (Lawyer)who they had cursed for insulting them.
The rabbinical court passed down the draconian sentence after a large dog wandered into a court in an ultra-Orthodox neighbourhood in Jerusalem. When the dog refused to leave, one of the judges allegedly declared the lawyers spirit must have moved into the dog. and needed to be punished, and so sentenced the dog to death by stoning... Fortunately the dog escaped from this looney sect of the Faith Industry.

More on the Promised Land coming up soon.

Back soon....Vest

Happy Birthday Rosemary J, B.....DOB 1934.

ROSEMARY.

He who would have beautiful roses in his garden must have beautiful roses in his heart. He must love them well and always. he must have not only the glowing admiration, the enthusiasm, and passion but the tenderness, the thoughtfulness, the reverence, the watchfulness of love.

Sweet as the fragrant rose 'Tis to have a friend.
On whom in gloom and sunshine.
I know I can depend. Your Husband and Lover Les, AKA... Vest. XOXOXOXOX

Government Prayer Book 2011..

PSALM 2010-2011.



FIRST BOOK OF GOVERNMENT

Julia is the shepherd I did not want.
She leadeth me beside the still factories.
She restoreth my faith in the Liberal party.
She guideth me in the path of unemployment for her party's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the bread line,
I shall fear no hunger for her bailouts are with me.
She has anointed my income with taxes,
My expenses runneth over.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life.
And I will live in a rented home forever.

I am glad I am Australian.
I am glad that I am free.
But I wish I was a dog
And Julia was a tree.

AMEN BROTHERS & SISTERS!!

Weather .Front page. ....Dissident offspring. Anny's and birthdays.

Monday, 4 July 2011 Happy Independence day to those who dwell in Unclesamland on this Beautiful winters day here on the central coast of NSW in OzStrayer. Yes it's dry and sunny with a warm wind,. Most of the morning I spent pottering around the back garden plus feeding birds(feathered) who now take me for granted.

It was on this day in 1971 we boarded the 'Brittanis' which sailed for Australia at 1am the day following on Rosemary's 37Th birthday.
We called into Capetown on my 45Th Birthday and visited the top of Table Mountain 4,500ft?, then Perth,Melbourne on Tim's Birthday, We had a tour of Melbourne After the ship unloaded a large number of Greek and Maltese migrants. we traveled to the city on a dilapidated dock yard tram that had been delightfully adorned with many four letter words and other startling pornographic pictorial statements, It was winter and miserable Melbourne was at its best. We finally arrived in a Chilly Sydney August 4Th 1971.
My Favourite newspaper may get the flick shortly or sooner, I am cheesed off with this THUGby league shite clogging up the front page, unlike the result of the 1938 5Th cricket test when Oz was beaten by an Inns and 579 runs by the poms, the result was hidden between a hair loss advert and one giving a ten percent discount for a treatment for hemorrhoids. on average Thugby league pollutes at least the lst eight pages in recent weeks.

It seems D grade celeb Lara Bingle, Cricketer M Clarke's former squeeze is in deep mire with PETA over the wearing of a rabbit fur coat(fitting for her I would say)These PETA loonies still wear woollen socks and leather shoes, What's the diff.

At last we may follow several European countries stance on the well covered Burqa issues. Hopefully some of these introduced archaic Islamic laws will get the push. Should we ban this ridiculous habit or restrict it to domestic environs? Might come in handy when horses replace cars and the flies return in force.
Nothing lasts for long , the wind is up and dark clouds are forming; "Be about right."
BTW Tim. Thanks for your endearing messages, How sad, Does Mcfarlane's lantern still bother you?


Enjoy the forthcoming week....Back soon....Vest.

Stop Press. 'Huge Middle East Earthquake'

A Huge Earthquake with a strength of 8.2 on the Richter scale has hit three adjoining middle eastern countries north of the Suez canal.
Up to now more than Three million persons have perished and many more injured.
The area is in total ruin. and authorities are in a dilemma where to start the clean up.
The rest of the world is in shock.
America is sending in troops to help.
Saudi Arabia is sending oil.
Many countries are sending relief supplies.
New Zealand is sending Hal Al beef, lamb and food crops.
Asian countries are sending laour to assist in rebuilding.
Canada is sending medical teams with supplies.

Australians, not to be outdone, are sending two million replacement Muslims.

GOD BLESS AUSTRALIA.

Taking time off.

Apart from typing posts into desktop then copying and pasting on to blogger, the alternatives seem fraught with problems, mainly the end of post magical disappearing trick, when saving does not save and other un-blogger antics crop up.
I shall not waste time spinning a yarn on this occasion, I'll wait until it is all sorted. So I'll say adios amigo's on this wet-cold and windy day on the beautiful sunny east central coast of Australia.

Have a wonderfully exciting weekend..... back soon ... Vest.