Big is not always better.

Saturday arvo viewing on the telly was rudely interuppted by our large SANYO  LED  Digital TV aged 17.5 months dying on us, our previous TV was Six years old when we gave it away and still working. A few minutes later er in doors catching up with the ironing announced the death of our two year old clothes iron,. Today we replaced the clothes iron, but are waiting for A MR Sanyo to come and take a Squizz at the telly.
Found a parking spot at ALDI in the first available space on our arrival at this cheapo shopping centre. On loading we were only partially taking up some of the walk space when this monstrous female says's "Move yerAss or \I'll run you down" I replied "normally a hippopotomous could get through this gap , we were not expecting an oversized Elephant to pass by. This raised laughs all around and I fled to the safety of the drivers seat, leaving her ranting.
It had reached 31 C on the way to the main shopping complex when the Car Air- Con went Awal; another fix it for me. Found a parking spot after a tour of the  U/Gr parking lot but not before a bit of honking and RR with a Irate female when nicking in her parking / spot.
"There are no ugly women , only lazy ones.

Back soon Vest.

Ex crook and Ex PM. chum up again for Americas cup. Plus thugby and child pornography..

   Yesterday Ex PM Bob Hawk chummed up with Alan Bond for the 30Th Anniversarylunch commemorating The 1983 America's Cup win, When in 1983 they cheated by using a Winged Keel on AUS2. It seems Ancient Bob can't put a joke over without using the
'F' Word. ***

   An   RAAF Group Captain attached to Australia's Jakarta diplomatic staff in Indonesia has been charged in relation to possession of child pornography.***

   Rugby League AKA Thugby in NSW OZ is never out of the news, it seems the tabloids use this stupid game as an excuse to fill up 95% of the Sporting pages which depict inane accounts of this idiotic fiasco with grotesque pics of these over sized goons who in the main hail from Kiwi land or several other pacific island nations, this is not racist; it's true.
While in my local club recently, a top of the class Rugby League game was in progress on the TV, At least 200 people were in the club but only four vacant brained boozed up blokes were held in awe while watching this debacle. Local politicians have ganged up on a well known NSW District Court Judge Martin Sidesfor labelling NRL fans "Not the most intelligent members of the community"Vote seeking lying Pollies on both sides!!!  have supported  what they called beer loving rugby fans for cheering the antics of a Streaker during a recent NRL game. ***

***More on this Info can be sourced from the pages of the Sydney Daily Telegraph,
 Delivered to my door daily, costing  $27-80 for a four week period.

Back soon, Vest.

The world will never be safe until all religions are abolished.

Wednesday Sept 25 2013. The header on the inside edition of the Sydney Daily Telegraph Reads.

       The world will never be safe until all religions are abolished. (Fini).

Although I Vest, was taught the principals of the Christian religion from childhood by means of force or punishment in various forms, should I have veered away from these habits  like failing to turn up at church  a caning was usually administered to remind me to turn up on the next occasion 'or else'.
Missing  a church parade while in the Royal Navy without plausible excuse, especially if you were a person of lowly rank- would create a loss of privilege one way or another.
Fortunately the church parade fiasco was long gone before I left the R N in the mid sixties, except for  the Annual November handicap AKA the (Armistice  Day) or Remembrance day on the nearest Sunday to November 11. refers to 11AM 11th Day, 11th month 1918.
My experience of this parade is etched in my mind when having to stand to attention for approximately one hour on a cold November day in the gutter of the road where the camber lifted my feet about 30 degrees higher than the norm.
However it is apparent we as humans apart from those followers of Islam in the main are seeing the light and forsaking religion for a programme of commonsense, Long gone are stonings and burning of people at the stake for witchcraft, those religious perpetrators were the purveyors of of little more than handed down fairy stories which when banded around by word of mouth became more monstrously distorted.

Read, Part 1. "What the Faith industry do not want you to know"  First published Dec 8 2007.
Plus six following parts on the , dailygaggle.com.. these may be copied should you need to.
daily gaggle Archives Dec 8 2007.

You never change things by fighting the existing reality, simply build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.

Vest, back soon.

To me, Old Age is always Fifteen Years older than I am.

 

 

THE other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.

Old Age, I decided, is a gift.

I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old Geezer that lives in my mirror (who looks like my grandfather), but I don't agonise over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less grey hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cake or cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement frog that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with ageing.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 a.m. and sleep until noon ?

I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.

I will walk the beach in swim shorts that are stretched over my body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn grey, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. I am totally pleased for what it has been and what I hope it will continue to be with my loving wife and best friend. I shall drink scotch when ever I feel like it, and I shall eat dessert every single day. So there you have it. Vest....

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In God we trust Quotes the Yankee Buck.

Returning from Europe and China recently I converted my unused British and Unclesamland currency to Aus Dollars. I had been awed by the attractiveness and quality of the Brit Quids, although the longevity quality of the misc plastic Digger Dollar notes were in a class of their own. the unattractive dowdy looking Yankee Fifty dollar bills I returned  gave the appearance of monopoly money, it gave me that feeling of insecurity while in my possession despite the "In God we Trust" logo on  their partially torn and worn edges..
But not all is doom and gloom for those like myself who source a large proportion of their retirement income from Mother England, in the past sixty days have enjoyed a twenty per cent increase in their dosh - less  the inevitable taxes and the like. seems for some time now I am spending less than my income, which could relate to less outgoings in the jollity sector although the  big Pharma and Doc outgoings are having an increasing influence on downward monetary movements.

Think it more satisfactory to live richly than die rich.

Vest, back soon.

Remove violence and sex during daytime Television. Also....

....Restrict the number of occasions we are bombarded with adverts regarding funeral insurance and associated bad taste gimmicks targeting the aged to provide for the disposal of their remains prior to departing this life.
OK so I have an axe to grind because I am aged and not too healthy, but being constantly reminded my future is non existant and over eighty years of age one cannot insure ones self for the last rites for passage into the hereafter is not what I and others want to hear from grubby grabbing insurance Shylock's, few of us need reminding that extinction is constantly in the offing, any how Her and I are fully paid up for planting when that time arrives.

Long established restrictions during hours which violent or sexually explicit programs may be shown on television are under review.
Restrictions on violent and sexual content were introduced under the simple logic that such content is inappropriate before children go to bed. Given that the majority of TV viewers still mainly watch free-to-air channels that logic still applies. Keeping violence horror and graphic nudity away from our children and ourselves is a must. 'Keep it clean'.
A reminder to  those grand daughters dressing like Barbara Bach from the dukes of Hazzard, you will only be noticed for the wrong reasons, RE a revelation on Tuesday.

Back soon Vest.  Remember,'A rose too often smelled loses its fragrance'.

Whores Galore pages promote 'Vote (1)' for best Cathouse.

Today as usual I skipped the tail end pages containing the crappy 'Thugby league twaddle' which depicts  miscellaneous breeds of over weight boneheads grasping egg shaped plastic bladders who receive gushing inane nonsensical captions from equally numbskull journo's - but horror of horrors, the next pages going inward not only gave a list of several hundred brothels and massage joints but one bag shanty had a full page advert followed by three other notorious sex houses sharing a full page..
Sydney's sex industry probably employs an army of several thousand sex workers, meaning approx one woman in every ten you meet going to work each morning on the bus or train could be one of them. Does your sister, cousin, aunt or even your mother really work in the city office she Say's employs her part time for an extraordinary higher wage than is the norm?  or is your wife returning home tired out and unresponsive to your sexual advances, you should check her out unless you are aware she is doing it to pay off your expensive wheels you moron.

The first bag shanty in Potts Point in Sydney offering exotic what have you. announce
VOTE 1, it is time for a better Australia.

The next whore house R P M states, VOTE 1  "Gentlemen start your engines for a real Promiscuous Massage.

The full page ad for The 'New GOLDEN APPLE (50% off) voting day Sept 7.also state ,VOTE 1 "Only the best get inside the New Golden Apple. Stunning gold coast models"Just arrived'

Vest Say's. "How many times they have arrived is anybody's guess."

Other enlightening information can be gleaned from the remaining pages of today's SYDNEY DAILY  TELEGRAPH which is delivered daily to my door, For less than thirty bucks per Month..

"Have a Thoughtful day" Vest.

This you must see.

http://www.youtube.com/embed/RWcVguB0GaY

John Cleese has it about right:

"The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent events in Syria and have therefore raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies nearly ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to "A Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588, when threatened by the Spanish Armada.

The Scots have raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards." They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.

The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide." The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France 's white flag factory, effectively paralysing the country's military capability.

Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides."

The Germans have increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs." They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbour" and "Lose."

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual; the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.

Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be alright, Mate." Two more escalation levels remain: "Crikey! I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend!" and "The barbie is cancelled." So far no situation has ever warranted use of the last final escalation level.

-- John Cleese - British writer, actor