No sign of Heaven yet, Plus beng deported

     A  Russian  hacker has disclosed that the space traveller to planet Mars leaked a unreported official message received from the probe that so far there has been no sighting of heaven or angels on its travels, The pontiff in Rome and other eccleslastical faith industry followers are refusing to comment  apart from a well known American human  pygmy scientologist a top gun flier called Tarm who has stated "ar harve bin to heaven with arld nic, arm harving prarblems finding my way back.

    Federal authorities have recently deported a large number of high profile bikies  and other big time crims after realising none had become Australian citizens, despite living here in OZ most of their pitiful lives.
It doth seem that any person who upsets the applecart big time will have their marching orders should they not be bonafide Oz cits.  it will also prevent them from  receiving pensions from where and  whence they go. My wife and I have been Oz cits for forty odd years but none of our five sons have taken up the challenge, So get to it lads.
The problem is that once involved in major crime your OZ cit application will be rejected and you will be on a fast boat to nowhere.

     The important thing is this: to be able to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.

     Vest ...Back soon.

Euro and Pound Swap places.

Today's Sydney Daily Telegraph frightful cock up would worry a heap of Poms seeking news regarding the value of the pound . Again we have the Pound in the Euro spot and visa versa for the Euro in the Pound slot
     This follows Saturday's Faux Pas by a proof reading wobble head  who allowed the Friday's score card to be replaced by one dating back to January 2015

Joke of the day
 : The little boy was asked by his teacher, 'When was the Magna Carta signed."
 The boy replied," Lunchtime at a quarter past twelve.sir."

Vest Say's , my hand was sore from the cane administered by (Attila) A D Bates - my History teacher.
Proving it doesn't  pay to be smart.

Vest.... Back soon.

PS the pound is on 47 and the euro on 65.. some dif.

Dear friend or relative. This is a general mail out to enable those of you who do not wish to receive mail outs in the form of letters posts and other material delivered by PC.from me. the rule is quite simple (for most people) Should you not reply within 21 days of receiving this message indicating you wish to continue, all messages will cease from then on, unless at a later date you inform me of your wish to continue as before.

Over the past four months , my time has been gobbled up by travel and its consequences; domestic and health issues , most of which have been sorted out although controlling the problems of hers truly(Dementia) and the infectious knock on my shin is a worry. However, I passed my aged driving test recently and my next test will be when I am 91 July 16 2017..

Shortly I shall start on my lengthy Christmas card list. This mail out will help somewhat. most of those who sent them last year will be in the offing but probably not all. and for those who recall the TIM Performances during July; I was just as surprised as you; completely unexpected. but I have allowed the incidents to pass into oblivion. At the time of writing this letter I am in fairly good health and hope that you and your loved one's are likewise.

Hoping to hear from you soon. LJB AKA Vest Daily Gaggle.com....

Inspiration exists, but it has to find us working.

Dim Witted Sydney Daily Telegragh Proof Readers Stuff Up Again..

     Newspaper proof readers are paid oodles of dosh to get it written right not written rotten.
It could be assumed that today's  Sydney Daily Telegraph" Sports Scoreboard" was contrived by an unqualified ex thugby tattooed retarded mutton head living in Rip van winkle land.
     Instead of displaying the past twenty four hours major sports results, we have a  last January scoreboard; IE the first Ashes test cricket scores plus the mid season thugby league  scores.
     I expect we shall see yesterdays results sometime in January or possibly tomorrow or an announcement of a possible new Editor taking up the slack.

Ask yourself always: how can this be done better?

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Vest... Back soon.