The Daily Gaggle

Of course it is easy for the likes of myself to blather on about staying at home taking it easy. Being a person with many options; mostly whether I do it or not, all depending on my state of mind at that particular time, a person in the workforce does not have this luxury and in most case's pulls a sickie if he hasn't already used them up to watch sporting activities. However this is mainly for those workaholics and sadly in some cases people totally dependent on being there or being fired. THE CASE We are currently being bombarded with television adverts encouraging us to take Codral Cold Tablets so that we can continue to go to work despite suffering from coughs, colds and even influenza. The implication is that by "soldiering on" you are being brave and conquering adversity, and that Codral Cold Tablets will help you win the war. In fact, you are being stupid and anti-social. As I have written before, "there is no evidence based research indicating that over t

Bargain priced 'No Frills' cars and utes(pickups) Guaranteed to spend more time being repaired than being of practical use to the owner are now on sale in NSW OZ. Now you would expect these soon to be rust buckets to be significantly cheaper when compared to the trustworthy history of other models that Tradesmen and ute lovers have become accustomed to, well they 'ain't mate', they are just a nibbling bit off the the regular mob prices but that's where it ends and your maintenance cost on these piss poor Chinese chariots become more expensive to support than Paris Hilton with six kids. A duo of these utes are now in Oz, both of these inferior vehicles are lacking some of the most basic safety features which are mandatory in other vehicles made or allowed into Australia. It is a pity I'm forbidden to use the 'F' word to describe the pair of 'Great Wall' named utes of differing power packages. However, a tradesman hitting a wall in ether of the

March 2009 Andrew B .The Perfection Fascist. Andrew B, I have known for close up to thirty years from his age of approx 40. Andrew reminds me of Rowan Atkinson a bit; plus a super nerd with an answer to the worlds problems at his finger tips, at times he can be flippant and angry at what most people would regard as sufficient information to make a point during discourse. Physically non violent, Andrew will remain my friend regardless of his recent outbursts. Andrew's most recent outburst in an Email received today follows that of his rebuke regarding a recent post in which I posted a 'Joke Poem' , submitted by my bean counting friend Graeme, in the post titled. WRIGLEYS CHEWING GUM 9 March 09, in which Andrew submitted the following stupid corrections. Vest said... Andrew: my right to reply, without further remarks, regarding your audacity to infer that my English is imperfect. It is something I am already aware of. The following Email was sent to me by a friend Andrew B. W

Andrew B ims. I have spared you the indignity of exposure by not posting your vitriolic email contents worldwide although you will be aware by now a selected number of associates do have the full contents. Remember, True friendship is unconditional, at least it is with me. Andrew: May the almighty, grant you the serenity to accept the things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Have a thoughtful day, Vest.

And I suppose blokes too might give it some thought. Forget busty Pamela Anderson and scrawny Stick insect Paris Hilton Most blokes would prefer a Miss Average. The size 12 to 14 figure being the most sought after by men The most attractive woman is aged between 25 and 44, about 165cm or 5ft 6ins tall, with 40 inch hips and 30 inch waist, so skinnies beware of being the ugliest of all unless you come into the jumbo size bracket and wearing size 30 red flannel bloomers with galvanized gussets. Mind you it does help enormously if you dress to suit your body details. A while back a cocky young wench told me she had made the dress she was wearing, I told "I can see you have you must be very poor". Then again this study on obesity I have been reading indicated that chubby people with a few love handles may help a person live longer and the bad news is; thinner people have the shortest life expectancy. So professional Rolex clad blokes and other bad sorts of all ages still believe

The visit to the doc yesterday confirmed my hopes, the day started miserably cold and wet, on leaving the Docs office the sun was shining and even if it were not I too felt much better than I have done for a few worrisome days. Today went well too and the sun shone all day for our not too comfortable trip on the train to Sydney(mainly coming back with school kids). Stepping out into George Street from central station I started humming the ding dong song, jeeze it reminded me of lunch hour on the streets of Wanchai and Kowloon, however the main purpose of the day was to visit a particular govt department to discuss a query affecting the progress of a future project. The Govt Bloke I must truthfully say seemed to be the most polite helpful non pushy bureaucrat I have come across ( Rosemary thought he was most handsome)Also I suggested before the interview we must at no point of the conversation touch our noses**. in the wash up we emerged sorry-I emerged 250 bucks lighter in the wallet b

A Dreary start to the week was the West Indies beating England in the Twenty - 20. That Goof De loit who invented the reduced overs plan for teams batting last in the game of cricket in the event of rain reducing the game, needs a good shagging - particularly the Twenty 20 version when it becomes totally ridiculous when the same number of batters are available, even silly Jimmy with half a brain could work that one out. However the better team lost. Mind you, having an Aussie Umpire didn't help the cause, grumble-mumble-*#)@^#*^, ce n'est rien, sod it. THE NSW Govt which controls a Quarter of The OZ population, is probably happy with the Nat/Aus Bank Muslim loan thingy(last post)And are now putting the bite on the yellow hordes of the North. Billions of Bucks worth of Government designated goods and services will have to be Sourced from Real Dinky Di Aussie companies and a total ban on China Products is envisaged, thereby protecting Australian jobs. Main items will include Buil

The National Australia Bank plans to tailor loans for Muslims Islam-approved line of finance. This is obviously a scam by the National Australia Bank to bypass archaic Sharia law which forbids money lending. The Federal Govt and all state Govts will go along with the idea seeing this will reduce Govt spending in the public housing sector. However , in the small print- so as not to make it appear a hand out for Muslims only,there is a small mention that non Muslims will be afforded this privilege too.(Probably if you swear on the Koran) Nat/Australia Bank is planning to introduce "Muslim-friendly" loans that do not charge interest, to comply with Sharia law. It will structure an Islam-approved line of finance to make money from alternative methods. These include profit-sharing on the transaction, joint-ventures or leasing-type arrangements. For example, to get round the Islamic ban on usury - or unfair lending - a Muslim mortgage often works by the bank buying the property, th

Here we have a solution for the mess that we are in economically now . I bought a bird feeder. I hung it on my back porch and filled it with seed. What a beauty of a bird feeder it was, as I filled it lovingly with seed. Within a week we had hundreds of birds taking advantage of the continuous flow of free and easily accessible food. But then the birds started building nests in the boards of the patio, above the table, and next to the barbecue. Then came the poop. It was everywhere: on the patio tiles, the chairs, the table .. everywhere! Then some of the birds turned mean. They would dive bomb me and try to peck me even though I had fed them out of my own pocket. And others birds were boisterous and loud. They sat on the feeder and squawked and screamed at all hours of the day and night and demanded that I fill it when it got low on food. After a while, I couldn't even sit on my own back porch anymore. So I took down the bird feeder and in three days the birds were gone. I clean

An Excerpt from 'Waving Goodbye To A Thousand Flies'. When Rosemary's elder sister in England passed away, she left an old diary that was shown to me by a relative. I recorded some amusing segments. It stated. I had made cakes in the oven and was enjoying the break from my baby sister, little Rosemary, who had already smashed her porcelain doll with a pair of pliers. This is typical of her behaviour. She will probably grow up to be a psychopath. Rosemary is a destructive young child. I had to leave her to go for a pee and found her teddy bear blocking the ‘S’bend in the toilet pan. Mother and father will be very annoyed that I was unable to control her tantrums,and my right arm is very sore from the bite marks Rosemary has inflicted on me. I am worried about the radio, as the acid from the accumulator burned into the oak table when Rosemary knocked it over, Rosemary pulled out all the wires from the radio, I put them all back, but somehow one of the valve things flashed and

It is now into winter where I am right now, outside the sun is shining-hardly any clouds however the wind chill factor from that breeze from the south is a stark reminder to wear your winter woolies. Today's Sydney Daily Telegraph was very sparing in the sports dept, likewise was fox tel in the main news, a mention about thugby that was yer lot mate, maybe I thought if I search the hardly read interior pages where the bad news is tucked away between the likes of 'Hair Loss' and 'Ten percent discount on a treatment for Hemorrhoids' adverts where only few dare venture, I may find the embarrassing truth in small print, No not a thing about the supremo's of the Cricket world , the masters the top dogs, the very so called Best players the world has to offer thrashed in two games and out of the tournament,(That will teach them to be up themselves and too cocky. Remember the "Come On Aussie Come on" chant from the stands in the past, well it was certainly the

June 06, 2009 12:00am WHAT a life. Professor Chris O'Brien made Australia a much better place to live and by all accounts enjoyed a fine time doing so. His death at 57 is immeasurably sad but certainly not from any perspective of chances missed or potential unrealised. Almost until his dying day, Professor O'Brien made the most of his chances and reached the very limits of his potential. His life is essentially a how-to guide for honest and spectacular achievement. It should be a matter of national celebration that Professor O'Brien lived long enough to ensure that his vision of an integrated cancer treatment centre would come true. The ultimate tribute to his life and work will come in 2012, when the centre is expected to be completed. People who have never heard of Professor O'Brien - people who may not even have been born yet - will continue to benefit from his decades of hard work. Meanwhile, those close to Professor O'Brien have lost far more than a master medi

Numbers effect our lives more so than we imagine and sometimes they finally come home to roost when numbers you feel over time cease to become significant any more, except to those you leave behind who may cherish the timeless moments you shared with them in your lifetime. Apart from the number One on the house where I was a fostered child together with my Brother Christopher RIP When I was a six year old and Chris seven, I was not bothered by numbers too much even those at school bothered me little as at that time being a child in a happy rural environment was all and everything. My unfettered lifestyle came as a heart rendering crash when I joined my brother in a Nautical preparatory school at the tender age of ten years and four months; and from then I became Boy 117, my Brother Chris was boy 253 After being sold to the British Royal Navy for about 25 pounds sterling when I turned 15, I joined a class 17 at the RN training establishment and then joined my first ship on the 27th and