Showing posts from July, 2012

Final Letter to Wyong Council.NSW Australia

From: Les Bowyer To: Sent: Wednesday, June 27, 2012 3:19 PM Subject: Abuse of Council property. I would like to draw to your attention to the unkempt state of the road verge adjoining the property known as 11 Kewalo Avenue, Budgewoi. Since the visit of a Council Ranger a few weeks ago relating to another matter which was resolved, namely the parking of vehicles on the nature strip thereby blocking access to pedestrians etc. My registered trailer was parked on the nature strip for the purpose of preventing the nice gentleman at no 13 from destroying our frontage as he has done to his by using our frontage as an exit from his property (Nature strip). It has taken the person at Number 13 at least two weeks beyond the visit of said Ranger to get used to the Idea of not parking on the Said nature strip. Said neighbour parks his Ivan M type Vehicle actually in the water course, the passenger side wheels facing north and one metre from the bitumen edge. This in e

Contiued from previous post.

I was close to home when I saw the Coal delivery man open our front gate. I watched as the big lurcher dog from the mill mounted one of Auntie Parker's Scots Terriers in the flower bed. Auntie flapped her arm yelling "Someone do something"., The Coal man promptly dropped his sack of coal and grabbed then squeezed the lurcher's testicles. The poor dog, his his coitus interrupted,let out an unearthly howl and shot off down the road his back legs hobbling in a three legged sprint. My adopted uncle Robert was a queer old cove. he lived in a large three storey house by the river cherwell in Oxford with a man servant?. Though his sexual preferences may have been questionable, his meanness certainly wasn't. Uncle Bob rarely bought a newspaper, always choosing the library for such information, and always rode a bicycle twelve miles to visit us. The day he turned up late hot and flustered with a puncture I was sent to the Post Office to buy a puncture repair kit that cos

Have you ever been naughty like me ? .I'll bet you have.

Really naughty I mean, before achieving adulthood. Now This will get most of you thinking, particularly before the cane and spanking was abolished by the do gooders. "What did I get that good hiding for when I was ten or, or was I only eight" Or if you were a new age "Spare the rod and spoil the child brat" and was grounded for something which caused offence such as stabbing the next door neighbours cat, and pissing in the family swimming pool, or better off kids joy riding and crashing dads Merc. Now remember you must only have recall of the silly stupid things you did as a juvenile not the current crimes you are presently engaged in, so be cautious, the jails are already filled to capacity, and most Aussie are fearful of incarceration with hard labour; particularly hard labour. So please be careful as I do not have enough funds to bail you out. My first petty indiscretion was a double act with a friend (Not that) Reg and I gathered stinging nettles in th

Will the "New Germans" in Unclesamland repeal their antiquainted Gun Laws.

Anyone who agrees to the inane USA law " The right to bear arms, unconditionally, is off their Hill billy rocker. The law is so lackadaisical, that any unhinged bonehead in America and there are plenty of them - can acquire a weapon to wreak havoc on whom they please at their slightest whim. Fifty wounded souls and twelve indiscriminately put to death by a lunatic American Gun loony in a movie theatre at Denver Colorado. this was a new approach to mass murder inspired by the screening of a film(Movie) The Dark Knight Rises, a person (Male) carrying an assortment of weapons copying the antics of a character from the Movie. Colorado is not the only 'Horse Opera' gun slinging state of the union to allow this gun freedom. the widespread use of weapons as a first choice to settle disputes is rampant within the whole rotten core of the USA. An excerpt from my memoirs follows. While at Charleston, South Carolina,USA. I was sent ashore as the Ship's Limey

The mating game

In 1983 my Mother passed away on July 19, Mother terminated two days prior to her 86TH birthday. Frighteningly enough today I have reached that same pinnacle my 86Th birthday being on Monday July 16 but as yet have not become deceased. Hopefully I shall continue to create a new longevity record being the patriarch of my family and including my siblings who have already become extinct. Being a cancerian who has already defeated Cancer in 1992, I am now on the verge of beating another one, but I really feel OK. Beside my mother and myself, my father was also a cancerian and so is my Wife and two of our five sons one whose first wife was of exact identical age also their daughter was a cancerian and there are more; in fact 38% of my known relatives are Cancerians. Two of my sons squeaked past and become LEO's So it would seem that in the main, Autumn or Fall would be the mating season for most of us. this would not be true being that some were hatched in the U/K some in Aust

Postman post man don't be slow .... be,,

Like the Comet and go man Go. and so the De Havilland comet used in the late fifties to deliver mail also passenger services to the far east from Britain, surpassed most mail services we have today. Example Mail posted at 9am in London was being delivered to the recipient in Singapore 54 hours later. However, two birthday cards sent from NSW down under in Australia posted on the third of July arrived here presumably by 'Horse and cart' yesterday the 11Th of July, a hazardous journey of approx 250 kilometers as the crow flies to The lovely little seaside hamlet of Budgewoi, also in NSW Australia. Email services are becoming slower especially when dealing with the public service sector in NSW Ostrayer. Today a simple yes or no type reply was received by email from our local council offices in Wyong NSW after nineteen days of wandering in the outback wilderness, via the black stump. Back soon.... Vest.

Sporting Mathematics are different.

The problem I have is rather daunting, you see I do understand how to find the Square root of minus fifteen but am failing miserably trying dammed hard to fathom out the mystical equations of cricket calculus. If you are an American please leave the room as this problem may damage your brain beyond repair, others having knowledge of the ever changing mystics within the laws of cricket may pursue this question at the risk of going bonkers,but you must forgive me if I confuse you. The present five One Day cricket internationals currently being played in England - between England and Australia. have one game left to be played on Tuesday July 10. Three previous games have been won by the old enemy England also one was abandoned because of rain. The bookies give Australia little hope of winning the final game, it being a dead rubber so to speak. So in the final analysis it means that England have won the Competition convincingly three games to nil, or one if Australia pull their finger ou

Someone is telling Porkies, so get some pork onyer fork

Page Five today In my fav newspaper is a story by two misinformed journo's which relates to the jump in food prices since the advent of the insidious 'Carbon Tax'. A happy five person family watch while Mama San carves up a huge haunch of Pork in their Chatswood 'North Shore Sydney home'. Surrounding the pic are small windows with price indicators. Don't make laugh, but the facts are seriously wrong, simply because they may relate to a silver tail area where prices are rarely displayed by the local butcher or greeno who usually assess all customer charges according to the cut of their cloth. The Family in the pic who have done a bit of export quality whingeing and moaning are suggesting their Sunday roast is in jeopardy Due to the price rise for pork being in excess of 16 bucks a Kilo. This is enough to choke on your crackling if only it were true and some of the vegetable prices shown are completely out of whack. If you have pots of overflowing dosh and you are