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" IT'S A "HILLBILLY"




This was another email that impressed me.


My Parents told me about Mr Common Sense early in my life and told me I would do well to call on him when making decisions.
I seems he was always around in my early years but less and less as time passed by until today I read his obituary.
Please join me in a moment of silence in remembrance for Common Sensehad served us all so well for many generations

OBITUARY

COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense,
who has been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.


He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons
such as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird
gets the worm, life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies ( don't spend morethan you earn) and reliable parenting strategies ( adults are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six year old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouth wash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Aspirin, sun lotion or a sticky plaster to a student; but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband;churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your home and the burglar can sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in his death by his parents, Truth and Trust;his wife Discretion; his daughter Responsibility; and his son Reason.
He is survived by three stepbrothers; I know My Rights, Someone Else is to Blame,and I am a Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
If you still remember him pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Here I am Again

Hello everyone, well as I said here I am again.I am still a little insecure to say it is , here to stay but one can always hope. The road to here was very long and rocky. Among the problems were, every time I tried to connect, the computer would connect to a nearby router.
My nephew, computer specialist up from Melbourne told my computer to connect only to my router. Problem solved NO! After a lot of hair tearing and frustration all round it was discovered that the frequency of my phone was the same as the wireless router .
I won't go into all the details as it would take a fortnight and a packed lunch to do so.
Below are the long promised before photos. I really could post another lot right away as the garden has really grown in time I have been unable to post properly.
This is the front entrance as no doubt you can see,


Below was a failed shot to show the garden in more detail.It has a lot more growth in it already.
My photography will no doubt improve . No laughing allowed from Ken and Peter.

It has been so long since I uploaded photos that in itself was interesting this morning I can tell you.
However, I finally did work it all out. First off the photos were in my usual file but would not allow me to move them or upload them.
I finally found them in another file which allowed me to send them to my desktop. Pesky things these computers, they seem to want to have it all their own way.


I am not sure how many people outside of OZ are familiar with the English comedy calledKeeping up appearances, ( this is where my Hyacinth name came from from my friends?)
Well there is a dog that lives behind that fence and my rubbish bins are on the other side. The dog keeps quiet until I am lulled into a false sense of security then lunges and hits the fence barking.
I do exactly what Hyacinth did when Onslo's dog jumped out of the car wreck barking at her.
Yes, I prostrate myself with fright against the bins or fence every time.


This daffodil is very special, firstly My son Justin and his children planted several bulbs which weshared buying as a fund raiser for the children's school. That in itself makes it very special to me.
Secondly it really never should have flowered here as the temperature is so much hotter than where I lived with Justin ands his family.



This is a shot of the back yard, there are quite a few more photos which I will post next time.


I will leave you with this sick Joke.

Pavorotti was at the Pearly gates asking for entrance from St Peter.
St Peter said "You are not on my list."
Pavoretti said to St Peter " I must be do you not know who I am?"
"I am a world famous Tenor"
St Peter said " I have never heard of you you must be on Old nick's list" and sent Pavorotti on his way.
A while later Pavorotti returned to St Pater with a note from Old Nick which read.
" Here is the tenor I owe you."

For those who are not familiar with our currency Tenner is slang for $10 or in the
old currency 10 pounds.

Please Stay With Me Just A Little Bit Longer

I am not quite out of the woods yet as wireless connection drops in and out.
I am waiting for the chap who set it up to come back and sort it out for me.
Mean while here are a couple of old photos of Sally the Wonder Dog.
See how she could smile, she was a very personable dog, I know she thought she was one of "us".
I still miss her very much, she was wonderful company.



These photos were obviously taken whilst we were in one of our waiting for rain periods at the Palms .
In the time we were there it would be no rain at all then too much. However the property was very pretty and it was a pleasure to live in such a wonderful natural place with splendid views from all sides.



This was where Sally was supposed to sleep and stay in the wonderful run. However
People did not stay in dog kennels no matter how fancy they were.
She slept on a dog's trampoline back on the back veranda of our house which sat
next to what one could loosely call a courtyard between Peter's dwelling and Lyle"s and mine.
Sally used Barkingham Palace when we went out only.
You would not need to be a genius to work out who called it Barkingham Palace.
Yes that would be Peter.
There was also a guest accommodation in this area, this was where both Peter's an our visitors could stay
in their turn. Warren used to visit regularly and both Lyle and I looked forward to his visits
I am sure just as much as Peter did.





I will try to read and comment on as many posts as possible. I will not be doing the real photo thing until I am very sure of my connection hanging in there. I am feeling a little insecure just at present. It is great to
be back though even if not fully operational re Internet.
This is what my clock looks like at present due to more call ins than what I welcome or want to do.
Cheers to you all for now Catch you all again later.

The real Me

Hello everyone, yes this is the real me posting once again, even if ever so briefly.
Peter kindly brought my computer back to on Monday.
My wireless connection for broadband was installed this evening just before
I arrived home from work. I will do a proper post in the next few days.
I just wanted to say hello and thank all of you who have hung in there through all of
my trials, I do hope and pray this is the last. I will soon read and comment on all your sites.
I am a little tired and typed out for today as I have been on a work computer for over 8 hours today.
I promise I will catch up with you all soon and post some photos of my new abode.
By the way a huge big thanks to you Peter for all your help.
Love to you all ,Margaret

This is a moving post

Hello all, This post is from Peter, I am posting to let you know that
Margaret has moved, she is quite OK but at this stage has no internet
connection at her new address.
We are hopeful that this will be remedied in the near future and she
will be back with us soon, save a spot in your hearts for her, as is Margaret's custom I'll finish this off with a joke.

Honk if you love Jesus.

The other day I went up to a local Christian bookstore and saw a bumper sticker
that said "Honk if you love Jesus."
I was feeling pretty sassy that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer meeting, so I bought the sticker and put it on my bumper.

I was stopped at a red light intersection, just lost in thought about the Lord and how good He is and I didn't notice that the light had changed.

It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed. I found that LOTS of people love Jesus. Why, while I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and when he leaned out of his window and screamed, "for the love of God, GO! GO!" What an exuberant cheerleader he was
for Jesus.

Everyone started honking! I just leaned out of my window and started waving and smiling at all these loving people.

I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love. There must have been a man from Florida back there because I heard him yelling something about a sunny beach. . . .

I saw another guy waving in a funny way with only his middle finger stuck up in the air. When I asked my teenage grandson in the back seat what that meant, he said it was probably a Hawaiian good luck sign or something.

Well, I've never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign back.

My grandson burst out laughing, why even he was enjoying this religious experience.

A couple of people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and started walking towards me.

I bet they wanted to pray or ask what church I attended, but this is when I noticed the light had changed. So I waved to all my brothers and sisters grinning, and drove through the intersection.

I noticed I was the only car that got through the intersection before the light changed again and I felt kind of sad that I had to leave them after all the love we had shared, so I slowed the car down, leaned out of the window and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign one last time as I drove away.

Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks.

Virus

Hello everyone, I must apologise for my absence. I have been laid low with a virus.
Read me, not my computer. My computer doe not work when I have the virus either,
I am on the mend now so thought I would try to catch up with some of what I have missed the past week.
A friend of mine sent me an email of the following. I thought it may amuse those who have not already seen it .

For all of us who feel only the deepest love and affection for the way computers have enhanced our lives, read on. At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated, "If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon."

In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release stating: If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics

(and I just love this part):

1. For no reason whatsoever, your car would crash twice a day.

2. Every time they repainted the lines in the road, you would have to buy a new car.

3. Occasionally your car would die on the freeway for no reason. You would have to pull to the side of the

road, close all of the windows, shut off the car, restart it, and reopen the windows before you could continue. For some reason you would simply accept this.

4. Occasionally, executing a maneuver such as a left turn would cause your car to shut down and refuse to restart, in which case you would have to reinstall the engine.

5. Macintosh! would make a car that was powered by the sun, was reliable, five times as fast and twice as easy to drive -- but would run on only five percent of the roads.

6. The oil, water temperature, and alternator warning lights would all be replaced by a single "This Car Has Performed An Illegal Operation" warning light.

7. The airbag system would ask "Are you sure?" before deploying. Now that's a LULU!

8. Occasionally, for no reason whatsoever, your car would lock you out and refuse to let you in until you simultaneously lifted the door handle, turned the key and grabbed hold of the radio antenna.

9. Every time a new car was introduced, car buyers would have to learn how to drive all over again because none of the controls would operate in the same manner as the old car.

10. You'd have to press the "Start" button to turn the engine off. Has that got something to do with "gates"?

Caloundra fires

These are photos of a bushfire at Caloundra that happened whilst I was in Newcastle. Fortunately there were no deaths, loss of property or injuries to anyone. Except the bush itself which will re-generate quickly.One does not want to think of any animals that were injured or perished in the blaze. Hopefully none.



It was a great contrast that while this was happening here in Caloundra, the southern East Coast was experiencing unseasonal cold weather, hail and snow down as far as Ballarat had snow, parts of Melbourne,the blue Mountains and just outside of Newcastle where I was at a place called Barrington Tops.
The snow fields had more snow than they had in the ski season.



You may be able to recognise that these two photos are taken at approximately the same place where my first photos posted of Caloundra were taken. It certainly looks less peaceful and serene than the day those photos were taken. This makes the fire look a little closer to civilization than what it actually was on this side. It was a fair way back behind those high rises.




It was closer on the other side, it was not all that far from the facility that I work at, quite near a school and another aged care facility that needed to be evacuated. I am very glad I was out of town, it must have been very frightening. Everyone tells me that the smoke was so hard to deal with, I can well imagine that to be so.




Firefighting is much improved with these fine tuned firefighters on site. They have been a great boon in Australia fighting bush fires. At the same time as the fires here, there were bush fires in the Blue Mountains sadly these did do some damage to peoples properties. They were actually having to do a lot of back burning with both lots of fires to bring them under complete control. The news was that once they had back burned at the blue Mountains site the fire was contained when it ran to the bottom of a deep gorge.



I am full of the utmost admiration for the firemen as well as all the men and women in the emergency services who do such a great job of protecting us from these dangers. They seem to just get on with what they need to do without any thoughts of the risks they themselves are under. I did not take these excellent photos myself of course, a friend emailed them to me.




A little levity now, I found this intriguing.

DORMITORY:

When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:

BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:

MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
When you rearrange the letters:

THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:

HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
When you rearrange the letters:

HERE COME DOTS

SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:

CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
When yo u rearrange the letters:

IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:

LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:

ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:

IM A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:

THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:

TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:

WOMAN HITLER

Yep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaay
too much time on their hands! (Probably a son-in-law)

Newcastle

Hello everyone, as you can see I am back from My holidays, I am trying to catch up with everyone.It will take me a little while as I started back to work this morning, I did NOT want to do that, after arrivingat work I was back into the swing in no time. The photo below is taken on the breakwater at Newcastle.
There are several of these decorated huge cement structures along the way. They are very interesting to view. All are relevant to the busy marine life of the area.




A picture of the lighthouse frome the outer reach of the breakwater, sadly it is under maintainance so was closed on the day and has been for some time prior according to Angela who lives at Newcastle. Angela Brett and family live in Newcastle at the present moment due to Brett's work committments.




Angela Brett and boys live at the end of a street that opens out onto the beach, we all walked for long walks everyday which was very enjoyable. We did not go too far on the thursday as it was blowing a gale and there had been snow would you believe on Barrington Tops (just out of Newcastle) We were unable to go up and visit as the roads were cut because of the danger of the out of season snow




Above is a swimming pool that is built into the sea, the changing sheds and cafe are under restoration,it will be really something once they have finshed the work. People actually swim in the pool as others surf the breakers on the outside.


A view of the lighthouse from the other side of the swimming pool, I am afraid I will have to do another post to show some more of the beautiful beaches and a very interesting rock pool of some historical interest.
We also went to some of the Hunter Valley wineries and bought a bottle or two to share in the evenings.

Sea Fever

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide,
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

John Masefield 1879

"THE DIFERENCE BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN" If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. ********************** EATING OUT When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom will each throw in $10, even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. ********************* MONEY A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on sale. ******************** BATHROOMS A man has six items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Marriott. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. ****************** ARGUMENTS A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument. ******************** CATS Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men throw things at cats. ********************** FUTURE A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife. ********************** SUCCESS A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man. ******************** MARRIAGE A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change... but she does. ********************** DRESSING UP A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail. A man may put on shoes for weddings and funerals. ********************* NATURAL Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night. ********************** OFFSPRING Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house. *********************** THOUGHT FOR THE DAY Any married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing.

A Practice Holiday

Hello everyone, this is a red letter day for me!

I am going away for a long weekend to Grafton Jacaranda Festival
for four day break. Practising for my real holidays that start on the
13th November until the 26th November.
I will catch up when I return, hopefully with lots of photos to show.
Until then take care everyone. Margaret

As promised this is a condensed history of Cobb & Co.

A meeting made in Heaven

Hello everyone, it is Sunday evening and a little colder her in Caloundra than it has been
been for the last couple of days.
Very windy just at the moment as well. Seems as though there is rain around,
that will be very welcome, we are due for some as it has been a while.

My cat's are mooching around me at present as I dared to leave them in my
good neighbour's care, whilst I went away for an overnight stay to visit friends.
There was a very pleasant afternoon yesterday spent in good company with with Jackie and Ken and their charming relatives visiting from the UK. A joyful
time was had by all, with lots of jokes much riotous laughter and reminiscence
of the good old days.
There was also time to be able to recieve some more pointers on my blogging,
before I travelled the freeway back to Caloundra.

A sample joke from yesterday

1st woman: Hi! My name is Wanda.

2nd woman: Hi! I'm Sylvia. How'd you die?

1st woman: I froze to death

2nd woman: How horrible!

1st woman: It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death.

What about you?

2nd woman: I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my
husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.

1st woman: So, what happened?

2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere, that I started running all over the house looking.

I ran up into the attic and searched, and ran down into the basement. Then I went through every closet, checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.

1st woman: Too bad you didn't look in the freezer; we'd both still be alive!

On a more sober note

The hospital window

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.


The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.

It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window


The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

Pine "Coning'

Carmel and myself , Carmel, was an excellent hostess and we all enjoyed many a great BBQat Carmel and Adrian's home. We would always "bring a plate" and whatever we wanted to drink
The group were always looking for any excuse to have a party Adrian, is a Scot with a very heavy accent, this tends to make all the pranks and jokes even funnier.
We always had a story or two to entertain the rest of the group on our return from the forest. This was the "Hyacinth" picnic lunch which is explained further on.

Adrian and myself below, after our picnic lunch in the forest. Carmel and Adrian have long since moved back to Victoria to live. Background shows the trailer used to transport collected cones. We also wore very heavy boots as we would have to climb on top of the cones to unload them from the trailer with big rakes and big shovels, when we returned to the depot.


The "Hyacinth) name was given to me by Peter and Albert as pay back for the name I gave them,the gang was only too happy to call me Hyacinth. They were also happy to call Peter "Heckle and Jeckle"
I so named them as they very good friends who used to be great company for each other doing all those "blokey" things like , fishing trips, enjoying" Beer O'clock" as they called it , this was their regular time most days to have a beer just before dinner.
Naturally when Warren visited that scaled everything up a notch or two, there is you would have heard a rumour that Warren in "LOUD".
Peter and Albert were constantly brewing up mischievous pranks to play and the rest of us. Hence the "Heckle and Jeckle". We all always had plenty of good laughs at the trickery they cooked up, probably during "Beer O' Clock". I am supposing everyone out there knows the cartoon with the very mischievous magpies called.... Heckle and Jeckle..

This is just a very small reflection of the comradary and friendships that we enjoyed at Tin Can Bay and of course long after, until the present day for some of us . Sadly some of the friends are no longer with us physically however they will always remain with us in thought.

Pine Coning

When Lyle and I lived at Tin Can bay for a short time, I used to go “Pine Coning” with some friends of mine. This was a very local occupation. Some people actually made a living doing this work. We did it for “Pin Money”and fun. It entailed going out into the commercial pine forests and picking up dry pine cones from the ground. These were collected in trailers with a four sided cage. I had my own trailer, some people used their car boots and collected cones in bags. The collected cones were then transported to a holding depot, from whence they were crushed and processed into a commodity called Sokerol. This product was used for soaking up oil spills and was sold all over the world. There were smaller packages about shoe box size that were for the purpose of disposing of household cooking oils. The cones had to have the needles that were caught in them removed and had to be totally dry. Strong protective gloves were a must.

The friends were a married couple called Carmel and Adrian. Carmel and I were always making our lunches special, taking comfortable chairs to sit on etc. Adrian used to tease us abut this habit, he would relate to all and sundry, lists of things we would have with us to indulge our comfort. He passed the comment one day, that, next we would be taking silver and crystal out with us. This was a good challenge to Carmel and I. We secretly did just that, even down to a bunch of flowers for the table center.

We snuck back to the car and set everything up whilst Adrian was still picking further down the row. You should have seen his face when he saw what we had done.

Another aside to this story is, sometimes I used to go out with Lyle, who was unable to pick, but would sit in the car and listen to music just to keep me company. Now I had my own special theory that gave me reassurance in regard to any slithering sliders that may have been in the forest. This theory was that snakes would not be in the pine forest as the pine needles would be too difficult for them to move over. The Tin Can Bay and surrounding area was housed an abundance of Taipans which are one of the most deadly snakes in the world. Two very good friends sometimes came out to the forest with Lyle and I, to help me to pick. The friends were Peter and another friend, the very much loved Albert, who sadly is no longer with us. On one of these days Peter called me over to where he was standing, he invited me to look into the bin which gathered cones were kept in. Yep there was a small Taipan, I very nearly fainted I just love snakes NOT! And of course that blew my theory right out of the water.

Another thing that caused great mirth for Albert and Peter, I can still here Albert’s laughter as I type this. There were often cut stumps that we would sit on eat our picnic lunch. On this particular day there were three stumps and four of us. The three men chose a stump and I berated my Lyle about not letting me have the one he sat on. His reply to me was “Sit on you Gloves”! Peter and Albert ribbed him about this for a long time. By the way I did find myself a seat to sit on.

Great truths that little children have learned.

1. No matter how hard you try, you can’t baptize cats.

2. When your Mum is mad at your Dad, don’t let her

brush your hair

3. If your sister hits you, don’t hit her back,

They always catch the second person

4. Never ask your three year old brother to hold a tomato.

5. You can’t trust dogs to watch your food.

6. Don’t sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.

7. Never hold a dust buster and a cat at the same time.

8. You can’s hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk

9. Don’t wear polka dot underwear under white shorts.

10. The best place to be when you’re sad is Grandpa’s lap.

.

Great Truths that Adults have learned.

1. Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly to a tree.

2. Wrinkles don’t hurt.

3. Families are like fudge..mostly sweet,with a few nuts.

4. Todays mighty oak is just yesterday’s nut that held it’s ground.

5. Laughing is good exercise. It’s like jogging on the inside.

6. Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fibre,

not the toy.

Great Truths About growing old.

1. Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.

2. Forget the health food; I need all the preservatives I can get.

3. When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do

while you’re down there.

4. You’re old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair

That you once got from a roller coaster.

5. It’s frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody

bothers to ask you the questions.

6. Time might be a great healer, but it’s a lousy beautician.

7. Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone. .

What a Week

Hello everyone out there, I am becoming a little frustrated with my blogging.
I almost threw it all in this week, Merle and Peter have hung in there with me
yet again with encouragement. I will persevere. The frustration was the things
that were not happening me were things I was manageing to do easily. Then I can't?

I have had a pretty rugged week aside from blogging, I did not sleep well
last night woke again at five am this morning. I rose out of bed and turned on
the computer,typed and typed telling the whole world the reasons I am at this
place in this time that I wish I could return from. Boy were you all lucky! I had
typed reams, the blogging world was saved by a tiny mouse. Yes I made a slip
with the mouse and lost the lot.
I would say it was divine intervention protecting those who could have read it.

I enjoyed my time at the computer club today, there was a tutorial on making
cards, email cards etc. It will be good for me to get back into all of that.
I find that I had forgotten so much of it after not using a computer for such
a long time. The cards and poster making can be very helpful for my work apart from the fact that is is interesting.

I am wanting desperately to make a trip to Gympie, not only to catch up
with Jackie and Ken who I have been promising to visit forever, but it would
be beneficial to have some more blogging tuition from Peter. I know there
probablyare always going to be some problems crop up, this is to be expected.
I am not looking for the happily ever after blog ending.

I needed to do my shopping after the club, ran into one of the other therapists from work.She came back and had coffee with me at my place. That was very pleasant,she and I are both off for the weekend. This is my problem with the Gympie trip I have been working five days a week, Saturday and Sunday off is good but does not give me too much time to get away.
The usual homely chores do need to be done, also I must say a good rest is a given, I am pretty tired after five days I can tell you.

Well that is it from me for the present do look after yourselves, make every minute with your loved ones count, I will say a special prayer for anyone who may be feeling like myself.
Until the next time cheers everyone Margaret

Sunday post

Hello everyone, I have once more been very busy for the past week.
I have been off work yesterday and today. It was time for some serious house
cleaning and catching up on washing all the fun things of life. Earlier in the
morning it was time to cast my vote. We have been having state elections
here in Queensland. There has been the usual endless blurb. It appeared
more annoying than previous times I thought.
I have joined a computer club here in Caloundra, I believe it will broaden my
knowledge, and I thought it would be a good way to meet new people with the
same interest. I did not however go to the weekly meeting yesterday I
stayed home and caught up with everything as previously mentioned. Just
too good to be true really!

I have some very good friends that I have had for quite a long time, they are
either living in Brisbane or up at Gympie, my family are scattered between here
and Brisbane also. I also have a lot of family still in Victoria. There are quite a few
people at St Mary's that I could socialise with, they are usually at work when I am
home and so on. Hence my idea to join the computer club.

It has turned cold again here in Caloundra, we are having some more rain
which is great. I have taken my gas heater and put it away, maybe that is why
we are having a cold snap at the moment. I went to church this morning, came
home after picking up a few things from the supermarket on the way. Had a
nice ham and salad lunch with fresh bread roll. From then I have continued
to have a nice relaxing time. Well that's it for me for the time being, I am
hoping to have a little more time in the near future to spend more time on my
posts instead of the rushed moments I have had of late. Take care out there.

Busy time

Hello everyone I have been very busy the last few days, have had a
day off today, have had some time to catch up on the house work Oh Joy!
As you will see i did not quite get it right posting my photos. I was more than a
little disappointed. I now know how not to do it for the next time I post photos.
I will try to do some more this coming work when hopefully
I will have some more free time. Thanks to all the kind thoughts from all on my
posts lately.
I know that I am not the only one who has tragedy in their lives,
however in spite of all my kind friends who help keep me grounded form
day to day, I sometimes just need that little extra push to get on with it.
They say that we are only sent what we can handle, some days some of
us could be forgiven for thinking we have some one elses share as well.
I am enjoying my blogging in spite of mess ups.

My Surprise Day Out

I have been particularly busy this past week working extra hours as one
therapist was on holidays, another one came down with the flu. I
did not work at the weekend, was rostered off Saturday, Sunday and today
Monday. It was not a good weekend for me as I had fallen into one of those
black holes that I am prone to fall into because of the death of my husband
and youngest son. It will be my Husband's birthday on the 30th and the first
anniversary of his death on the !st. On my birthdy the 7th of August a much
beloved niece of mine died under very tragic cicumstances. Hence my not
really wanting to face the world.

However, as I was sitting after having breakfast contemplating several things
that I could do to keep myself busy and grounded, my phone rang. It was
Peter's daughter Vicki. They were on their way to Montville and rang to invite
me to go along for the ride so to speak. It took me about 2 seconds to answer yes.
Montville has always been one of my favorite places to go.

Montville is atop a mountain range with picturesque views from all sides and
many different shops to browse through. The array and diversity the craft
on offer in these shops is excellent. It is a very popular destination for a day trip.
It was such a great surprise for me and I had a truly wonderful day.
I am ready to face the world again in a much better frame of mind.
We had just returned to Caloundra to drop me off at my house when the skies
opened up with some very welcome rain.

Peter and his son-in-law Rex spent time on my computer fine tuning a few
things for me which will make things a little easier for me. That is always a
good thing. Well that is enough of my ramblings for now I think.

Back to the real world.

I arrived back at Caloundra late this afternoon. The Debbie Reynolds show was
just great. Such a talented lady and so dynamic. Kate and I had a meet and
greet supper with her after the show. We were very impressed by her gracious
demeaner. It cannot be that easy to remain so pleasant and inspiring after a
matinee in the afternoon and another full on show in the evening.

We had a nice laid back time at the Rydges hotel at South Bank. We wined and
dined well, nice food and champagne. Did a Wazza and Peter talking into the
wee small hours.

This morning we went to church then out to Park Ridge to visit with a friend,
leaving there about 2 o'clock. We stopped for a bite to eat on the way home
and thus ended our very self indulgent weekend, and re -entry into our real
world again.

I came home to a lovely surprise, Peter had managed to chase the remaining
gremlins from my blog. How good that was to see . It was a little peculiar prior
to this last fine tuning I was unable to see any of my posts on my page.
Everyone else could see them but me. Problem is now solved.

I am going to have a nice quite day tomorrow perhaps do a little garden
weeding, it certainly needs some of that.