I am sorry to say this blog will soon have its final post, this post may be my last. I would like to say "Thank You" to all of you nice people with whom I have been in blog contact over the past sixteen years. Unfortunately, my health issues have become worse over the past two weeks, my mobility is at its lowest point; and I become dizzy after a couple of paces, I am using oxygen permanently. It feels like I am falling apart; I have Kidney - Heart - Lung and Bladder problems, plus many other add ons to stir the mix. I am still living? at home, where I have a comfortable environment and the necessary assistance,. I do not sleep well; probably due to loss of body activity. My eldest son Christopher will be the person to inform you of my final time on earth. I need to lay down for a while right now. My best wishes to you all. Vest Daily Gaggle, AKA. Leslie John Bowyer.
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I watched in amusement as city folk walked the streets of Sydney with their fragile little respiratory systems sheilded with face masks.
Surely a little Dubbo NSW dust is a lot less harmful than the polluted air you fella's suck in every day.
Wednesdays dust storm is a regular occurrence in the country.
It was torment to watch Sydney's CBD being hosed down, windows of high rise buildings receiving a tender sponge bath and dust covered vehiles lining up to be pampered with the one thing we don't have here - Water.
Imagine how our farmers would kill for the water Sydney wasted washing streets and cars.
Hopefully Wednesdays dusting will remind out city cousins that we are doing it tough out here.
Remember who put your Wheat in Weet-Bix and the beautiful racks of lamb that are served up in metropolitan eateries.
How about you using this as a reality check.
There's life over them there hills - and it's tough.
Jane Keenan. Central West.