A wife who resides in a house behind a white picket fence ( read cosy neat as a pin suburban house complete with hausfrau in pinny).
I think that this might be unfair to Mrs Morrison who is a registered nurse and in the workforce in recent past ( after many years of infertility she managed 2 kids). If she stays home now good luck to her.
Can’t stand him but no problem with her; she seems to be a decent sort.
My Mum always wore a pinny, and given the state I sometimes get my clothes in when doing housework I think they're not such a bad idea - like the boilersuit Dad sometimes wore at work. It reminds me too of the paint splattered shirt and old jeans my youngest brother wore painting the roof at home. He called them his Rembrandt Suit.
Scomo had Covid back in March. Not that it made him sympathetic to the huge numbers who have died since the beginning of this year. Apparently they died with Covid, not due to it.
Maybe he should say that to someone who’s parent has died with Covid this year. Not that he would be brave enough to do that with media present.
I’ve nailed my flag to the mast this election. Tomorrow I’m spending most of the day handing out how-not- to-vote-for Scott-Morrison cards.
Wishing you well with your vote - I hope you get a better government than ours. (I take no blame for the current clusterf*ck in the UK, as the last election was before I moved back).
Just back from voting, the poor young thing crossing names off had trouble with the alphabet, was looking in the T's for my name which is M, had to spell it three times and still he didn't get until I pointed it out, upside down and no specs!! He said 'too many letters and numbers'. Hubby was killing himself as he heard the banter from the next table.
I was surprised and impressed that the first 3 letters of my surname came up directly with my record. It made me feel unique until I recalled that the search was only within that electorate.
I was surprised and impressed that the first 3 letters of my surname came up directly with my record. It made me feel unique until I recalled that the search was only within that electorate.
I assume that there's some sort of test to be taken before getting to an interview. How did this young fellow go on that? We'll never know.
The polling booth was much smaller than it usually is, perhaps due to the number pre polling. I did hear they were short of folk to man the booths, in our area that is.
Slept in so didn’t get to Darlo Public till 10. Very long queue initially until a kind official directed us Wentworth ( as opposed to Sydney) voters to a smaller queue which sped up the process ( I live right on the boundary; Paddo on our side, Darlo on the other).
Duty done then a fine snag sanger with onion and dead horse for $5. The P& F were doing a brisk trade with sangers; I was amused to see that the vegan offerings weren’t being snapped up at the same rate.
The local party faithful were out in full force handing out How to Vote flyers; I accepted all politely. Definitely Allegra Spender territory; likely bluer the further east you go. In truth Ms Spender is but a Lib in teal plumage, methinks. Climate change and her gender seem to be the only difference between her and Dave Sharma ( the sitting-Liberal-member).
It should be an interesting night in front of the telly.
The local party faithful were out in full force handing out How to Vote flyers; I accepted all politely. Definitely Allegra Spender territory; likely bluer the further east you go. In truth Ms Spender is but a Lib in teal plumage, methinks. Climate change and her gender seem to be the only difference between her and Dave Sharma ( the sitting-Liberal-member).
It should be an interesting night in front of the telly.
We have an independent candidate who has mounted a very impressive campaign. Lots of volunteers spruiking her values, handing out how-to-votes in the shopping centres and so forth. We'd not be surprised were she to come in second.
We stood 15 minutes in the queue, in the rain to vote. Only the 3 main parties had reps there. They were loaning out umbrellas to those who didn't bring one. This location has been a best-kept-secret for decades, famous for walk-in, walk-out voting (in our experience, at least) so to see the line-up stretching away into the distance was daunting! Apparently, the secret's out!
Along with the cubicle cleaning, we reckon cancellation of all outdoor sport across the city might've brought out the earlier voters. And/or spouse's theory: early queues = change of government.
And I had to wait until I got home to ask google what party PHON was. (Wouldn't have changed my preferences in the least, thank goodness.)
That’s a new one for me. I didn’t even bother to give them or UAC a look-in and fortunately none if their representatives were around these parts today
I finished 12 weeks deployment in our local flood Disaster Recovery Centre on Thursday.
Being a local was very helpful for helping out of town staff (the majority) understand the situation and the geography of the area. Many of the people coming for assistance knew me. I provided maps of the local area that people were coming from and this prompted council people in the centre to provide maps of the LGA. I also prompted the Centre Manager into starting the briefing with an Acknowledgement of Country.
At the briefing on my last day I gave credit to the people there on the way they worked cooperatively, compassionately, and in a people centred way. I also said I hoped that people better understood what a chaplain is, or at understood what a chaplain is not. The centre manager also thanked me.
During the morning one of the agency workers came and gave me a bunch of flowers for the support and caring and calmness I gave her. I half teared up then and she gave me a hug. She said the flowers came from her team, but I know she was the one that went and bought them.
We stood 15 minutes in the queue, in the rain to vote. Only the 3 main parties had reps there. They were loaning out umbrellas to those who didn't bring one. This location has been a best-kept-secret for decades, famous for walk-in, walk-out voting (in our experience, at least) so to see the line-up stretching away into the distance was daunting! Apparently, the secret's out!
Along with the cubicle cleaning, we reckon cancellation of all outdoor sport across the city might've brought out the earlier voters. And/or spouse's theory: early queues = change of government.
And I had to wait until I got home to ask google what party PHON was. (Wouldn't have changed my preferences in the least, thank goodness.)
And new for us also. At least we were able to allocate our 6 preferences for the Senate above the line without thinking too hard - often it's a question whether you want to put X last and Y second last, or the other way around. Only 7 candidates for the Reps, and we put the Liberal at 6 and the PHON at 7. Our big decision was whether to put Labor first or instead an Independent. She'd run a very good campaign, lots of publicity and supporters out everywhere you'd turn. Labor has no chance of winning the seat, but with that campaign, who knows how she'll do. So we put her first and Labor second.
Next to no waiting and fortunately we were inside all the time. Our usual polling location is in the ex-Methodist, now Presbyterian church. Most of the waiting is outside. For some reason, there was a second station 250 metres away at a Catholic primary school for children with a range of special needs - hearing, sight, and so on. We went there this time with that fortunate outcome.
I spent my day handing out how to vote cards and I can say, absolutely, that every person representing creepy Clive Palmer’s UAP, was also creepy. Even the nice young man on our booth looked lecherously at every pretty young woman and watched her walk in or out of the polling place in a far too extended creepy way.
I abandoned going to worship tonight. I did get there but the for the last few kilometres there was water streaming across the road, and I had to take an alternative route when one stream was too deep for me to go through. I apologised to the minister that I was not going to stay and lead the Prayers for the People, as I did not want to drive over those roads at night time.
I abandoned going to worship tonight. I did get there but the for the last few kilometres there was water streaming across the road, and I had to take an alternative route when one stream was too deep for me to go through. I apologised to the minister that I was not going to stay and lead the Prayers for the People, as I did not want to drive over those roads at night time.
If the clouds are heavy enough to produce enough rain for that, much better to stay at home. Any chance of virtual appearance?
And the editor of a legal gossip site I follow points out that Albanese has the opportunity in his first term to appoint a new Chief Justice, and another Justice of the High Court in his first term, with no other scheduled vacancies until the 2030's.
Mrs Curly and I head west tomorrow to visit Little Miss in Bathurst and Middle at Broken Hill, where he's doing a 4-odd month placement for his social work degree. Our plans for camping at interesting places such as Lake Mungo and Menindie Lakes have been put aside as the national parks have been shut again/open again over last while with every drop of rain. We'll see what we can get into when we're there, but day tripping only.
The temptation will be to test every neenish tart we can find at good old fashioned country bakeries, but I'll probably go a cream bun occasionally as well.
The latest 2-candidate election figures for our electorate have the sitting Liberal member down to approx 60% of the vote, close to the lowest ever for a Liberal candidate here. The balance is held by the independent for whom we voted. The Labor candidate had no hope at all of winning, but we thought that the independent might have got there after the campaign she ran.
Mrs Curly and I head west tomorrow to visit Little Miss in Bathurst and Middle at Broken Hill, where he's doing a 4-odd month placement for his social work degree. Our plans for camping at interesting places such as Lake Mungo and Menindie Lakes have been put aside as the national parks have been shut again/open again over last while with every drop of rain. We'll see what we can get into when we're there, but day tripping only.
The temptation will be to test every neenish tart we can find at good old fashioned country bakeries, but I'll probably go a cream bun occasionally as well.
The wide open road beckons. This is a good thing.
mr curly
Travel safely. It's great country out. If you have time, the drive from Broken Hill to Wentworth is well worth it. Just make sure you keep to the speed limit, far too easy for the speed to creep up and that's usually just before an unannounced police check.
Mrs C, our next door neighbour when I was a child made the best Neenish tarts ever and, even better she shared them. We were fortunate in having good neighbours as I have now.
Piglet the neenish tarts I had were both sweet and sour which was the special thing about them. Not all those I've tasted got the balance right, Mrs C always did.
The Neenish Tarts I know have chocky and vanilla icing and have a bit of a lemony taste.
I love them! Not that I have had one for 6 years plus ... now I can't stop thinking about them!
We have just returned from three nights and two and a half days in Sydney. We had a pleasant time visiting our old haunts in the inner west, staying with friends in Glebe, and seeing the Archibald, Sulman, and Wynne exhibitions. We were pleased to see that Bar Italia hasn't changed much - good gelato and no fancy milks provided for coffees.
However, small businesses in the inner west have obviously suffered from the effects of the pandemic.
Having breakfast at the top of our garden this morning we heard a crash in the forest behind. We decided to investigated what sounded like a (hearing of) a tree falling in the forest. And yes, it was a falling of a type. 15 years or so ago a 40 metre brushbox blew over in a storm, and was caught by some other trees and dead trunks to end up at a 20 degree angle to the ground. It lived with half its roots in the air and new branches shot out at the new vertical from the trunk. Some were probably 8 metres high. So the noise was the tree falling the final 20 degrees to the ground. I have hopes that it will continue to live.
One other thing about our visit to the Inner West of Sydney. The area's birdlife was so dominated by Indian Mynahs that we saw hardly any other bird species. There had been quite a few when we left in 2004, but the almost total exclusion of others was disappointing.
There are plenty of noisy miners in that neck of the woods but far more around home. We also have magpies (the local tribe probably moved from the west during a drought some years ago), pigeons galore, cockatoos and ( groan) bin chickens. Indian mynahs seem to have moved on. Haven’t seen a sparrow in years , and as for rainbow lorikeets….
One other thing about our visit to the Inner West of Sydney. The area's birdlife was so dominated by Indian Mynahs that we saw hardly any other bird species. There had been quite a few when we left in 2004, but the almost total exclusion of others was disappointing.
More than disappointing, but it's hard to think of the right adjective - dispiriting perhaps? Mynahs are very dominating, but fortunately we've kept a fair bit of variety, with galahs, kookaburras, currawongs and even occasional rosellas in the mix.
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I think that this might be unfair to Mrs Morrison who is a registered nurse and in the workforce in recent past ( after many years of infertility she managed 2 kids). If she stays home now good luck to her.
Can’t stand him but no problem with her; she seems to be a decent sort.
My Mum always wore a pinny, and given the state I sometimes get my clothes in when doing housework I think they're not such a bad idea - like the boilersuit Dad sometimes wore at work. It reminds me too of the paint splattered shirt and old jeans my youngest brother wore painting the roof at home. He called them his Rembrandt Suit.
Maybe he should say that to someone who’s parent has died with Covid this year. Not that he would be brave enough to do that with media present.
I’ve nailed my flag to the mast this election. Tomorrow I’m spending most of the day handing out how-not- to-vote-for Scott-Morrison cards.
Will be out the door at 8 to do my civic duty; hoping for a snag sanger at Darlo Public.
Thanks Piglet - our present government is one of basic incompetence.
I was about to say that too!
Just back from voting, the poor young thing crossing names off had trouble with the alphabet, was looking in the T's for my name which is M, had to spell it three times and still he didn't get until I pointed it out, upside down and no specs!! He said 'too many letters and numbers'. Hubby was killing himself as he heard the banter from the next table.
I'm the only one in Australia with my surname!
The polling booth was much smaller than it usually is, perhaps due to the number pre polling. I did hear they were short of folk to man the booths, in our area that is.
Duty done then a fine snag sanger with onion and dead horse for $5. The P& F were doing a brisk trade with sangers; I was amused to see that the vegan offerings weren’t being snapped up at the same rate.
The local party faithful were out in full force handing out How to Vote flyers; I accepted all politely. Definitely Allegra Spender territory; likely bluer the further east you go. In truth Ms Spender is but a Lib in teal plumage, methinks. Climate change and her gender seem to be the only difference between her and Dave Sharma ( the sitting-Liberal-member).
It should be an interesting night in front of the telly.
We have an independent candidate who has mounted a very impressive campaign. Lots of volunteers spruiking her values, handing out how-to-votes in the shopping centres and so forth. We'd not be surprised were she to come in second.
Along with the cubicle cleaning, we reckon cancellation of all outdoor sport across the city might've brought out the earlier voters. And/or spouse's theory: early queues = change of government.
And I had to wait until I got home to ask google what party PHON was. (Wouldn't have changed my preferences in the least, thank goodness.)
Being a local was very helpful for helping out of town staff (the majority) understand the situation and the geography of the area. Many of the people coming for assistance knew me. I provided maps of the local area that people were coming from and this prompted council people in the centre to provide maps of the LGA. I also prompted the Centre Manager into starting the briefing with an Acknowledgement of Country.
At the briefing on my last day I gave credit to the people there on the way they worked cooperatively, compassionately, and in a people centred way. I also said I hoped that people better understood what a chaplain is, or at understood what a chaplain is not. The centre manager also thanked me.
During the morning one of the agency workers came and gave me a bunch of flowers for the support and caring and calmness I gave her. I half teared up then and she gave me a hug. She said the flowers came from her team, but I know she was the one that went and bought them.
And new for us also. At least we were able to allocate our 6 preferences for the Senate above the line without thinking too hard - often it's a question whether you want to put X last and Y second last, or the other way around. Only 7 candidates for the Reps, and we put the Liberal at 6 and the PHON at 7. Our big decision was whether to put Labor first or instead an Independent. She'd run a very good campaign, lots of publicity and supporters out everywhere you'd turn. Labor has no chance of winning the seat, but with that campaign, who knows how she'll do. So we put her first and Labor second.
Next to no waiting and fortunately we were inside all the time. Our usual polling location is in the ex-Methodist, now Presbyterian church. Most of the waiting is outside. For some reason, there was a second station 250 metres away at a Catholic primary school for children with a range of special needs - hearing, sight, and so on. We went there this time with that fortunate outcome.
If the clouds are heavy enough to produce enough rain for that, much better to stay at home. Any chance of virtual appearance?
Power at home has gone out and I am posting this using laptop battery and modem/router powered by an UPS.
The temptation will be to test every neenish tart we can find at good old fashioned country bakeries, but I'll probably go a cream bun occasionally as well.
The wide open road beckons. This is a good thing.
mr curly
Travel safely. It's great country out. If you have time, the drive from Broken Hill to Wentworth is well worth it. Just make sure you keep to the speed limit, far too easy for the speed to creep up and that's usually just before an unannounced police check.
Piglet the neenish tarts I had were both sweet and sour which was the special thing about them. Not all those I've tasted got the balance right, Mrs C always did.
It certainly put the town of Grong Grong ( my late FIL’s home town) on the map😂😻
I love them! Not that I have had one for 6 years plus ... now I can't stop thinking about them!
However, small businesses in the inner west have obviously suffered from the effects of the pandemic.
I assume he was late because he kept going back for another tart?
One other thing about our visit to the Inner West of Sydney. The area's birdlife was so dominated by Indian Mynahs that we saw hardly any other bird species. There had been quite a few when we left in 2004, but the almost total exclusion of others was disappointing.
More than disappointing, but it's hard to think of the right adjective - dispiriting perhaps? Mynahs are very dominating, but fortunately we've kept a fair bit of variety, with galahs, kookaburras, currawongs and even occasional rosellas in the mix.