1. More Ocean Rock Pools in QLD please Gov,

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2. Seaforth Beach Net, no crocs, no stingers, no sharks, - way to go Seaforth Council, photo from Google - Lozza Paterno

 

Well, actually, I should say; please councils,  -  I believe it is up to local councils to organize such projects. And the more I think about that wonderful net at Seaforth I wonder why ALL the local councils have not done this on their beach’s; Sarina?  Grasstree? Salonika? Harbour Beach? Lamberts? Blacks? Eimeo? – all the way up, WHY

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3. Odd Little Cow / Colour Association Story. Colour Therapy

In my mid-20s I decided I really didn’t like the colour yellow - bright yellow that is. And some nosy meddling women at that time, were really curious about as to why I didn’t like the colour yellow, especially considering I was a fashion designer, and working with a lot of colours, and have been known to design a lot of brightly coloured outfits! But it was determined, by those “colour therapy experts”, the root of the problem was traced back to when I was a child living on a farm, and the farmer would occasionally slaughter a cow, and he would give our family some cuts, (wow! – they don’t make landlords like that anymore), however this beef had a very specific and distinct flavour, and as a fussy 8yr old child, I refused to eat it, and I gave that meat a particular name, which I can’t repeat here. I just didn’t like it, it had a most peculiar flavour which no one could explain, and, actually, no one else in the family even noticed the flavour, and all were happy to eat. Years later, I discovered, when talking to a biologist, that the root of that flavour, was mustard weed - mustard weed grew everywhere back on the farm, total weed, it had these bright yellow flowers, and I guess I associated yellow with weedy nuisance, but some reckon, it was really because if that bad tasting beef - so I’m a girl who truly thinks with her stomach!!

Here’s a good spot to mention the colour pink. I've noticed in life, there are many people, men and women alike, who do not like the colour pink. And some of them I believe, have psychological problems when it comes to handling this colour! Some women think they will be accused of being 'little girl' if they wear this colour.  Some men accuse women who like the colour pink as being 'little girl'! And often men associate the colour pink with weakness, girly weakness. For me, this is very peculiar, I adore the colour pink, especially pale pink. And I have it on good authority, unlike what some may believe; I am certainly not 'little girl'. But instead of a psychological problem with pink, I possibly have the opposite "psychological anti-problem", - if there is such a thing!; when I was a child I loved to cook with my mother in the kitchen. One of our favourite things to make on the weekends was meringues. I specifically remember whipping those egg whites into a shiny creamy mix, and then adding that one drop of red food colouring, which miraculously changed the whole thing to that beautiful shade of pale pink. So deliciously yummy -licking the bowl and the beaters! Another stomach related colour association! Lol.

Also, I believe, because there is such strange 'little girl' association with the colour pink, that anyone who has the ‘audacity’ to wear the colour pale pink, especially a woman, is kind of the opposite of a 'little girl' - as they have the courage to do as they please. And most women, underneath all their tough, macho persona, secretly, (possibly even subconsciously!), will like  the colour pink; it's a very pleasing and beautiful colour, even if you never made meringues as a young child!

After reading this happy positive story, here is a reminder of my current life:

What no train beeping this morning? As a little sidebar, this year, as I've been rewriting and editing, uploading more photo stories on my blog, and other various locations online; whenever I do, I have the local train boys here, tooting its horn; “you win you lose”  -they are total nutters. Always, they do it, with each upload. But not today, perhaps they are on Christmas break? 11th December 2023. Although this morning I did have old men perverts hanging around next door at the new peoples unit, until I had done my daily business (as one has to - Disgusting perverts, then phone girl coward pervert thief  afterwards, ‘releasing them’ so off they went – WHAT THE FUCK? – Piss off you stupid non thinking dogs. {Plus typically then, a microsoft restart}.).

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4. Lying Tafe Teachers in Gunnedah

One time I did a ‘Finance and Small Business Tax’, Book Keeping course, it was at the Gunnedah Tafe in the evenings. The teacher (unfortunately I can’t remember her name) was a tall middle-aged woman, she would’ve been a mother, married, a big woman.

She was teaching the class, that the GST tax that we had to pay, was 11%.

I mean I thought everyone knew that GST was 10%! GST is 10%!!

But she was teaching all of those students that it was 11%, and that you had to pay 11% tax to the government. She wasn’t making a mistake, this was a deliberate attempt to steal from people, by making them pay more than they should.

I don’t know what her motivation would be?  Maybe she has a lot of tax income dependent people in her family? who knows?

She was certainly a dog and she doesn’t deserve to be teaching and being paid a TAFE salary, let alone even working at all -in my opinion she’s not fit for the workplace (she certainly would not be fit to be a mother either).

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5. Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari

This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out.

So, one of the above stole this trowel. This was the first of close to 500 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick.

A ‘little birdie’ later told me, adamantly, that it was David Heywood who was stealing all those small items from me at Rangari (about 500 small items taken). Maybe David was one of those yahoo cowboy country types, who spent their whole young adulthood getting “wasted” and drunk as skunks, like so many young men do, certainly did back in my time. So, this lifestyle has warped his brain into being a grown man thief?                Idiot.

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6. You know I am Fed Up with Stupid Women Judging Ugly People

You know I am fed up with stupid women judging ugly people. The amount of bimbo sales girls who decline to serve me or to imply that I was not pretty enough to wear the pretty garment has been just despicable. You know, I deliberately do not wear make-up. Not only is it a time-consuming nuisance and a vanity to maintain, but I like my face, I feel it is my best weapon against pricks.

Anyway, I do my best to look presentable when venturing out in public, I love people who take pride in their dress, (I design textiles) but I do not feel this should extend to a painted fake face. It’s a bit like a young girl stuffing her chest with tissues, what’s she going to do when she gets the guy back at her place? The guy will be left with handfuls of tissues!

Also, this ugly factor extends way beyond bimbo sales girls. In the work place, often disrespect and bullying is targeted at ugly girls, it is an excuse to have a common enemy in the female group dynamic (truly, women together are plain evil). Ugly girls get picked on, especially one with no make-up, they assume they don’t care for themselves and are on drugs. The number of times I have been accused of being on drugs is more than I can remember, one fashion company I worked for sent me on a hemp seminar. (Not on drugs btw, nor do I drink, nor did I back in my 20’s or 30’s, this is hard for a lot of Australians to grasp. I did however get drunk when I was 18 – I glide! I also tried pot, -did not like it.) Anyway, since especially I am not on the market, I find wearing makeup a stupid notion (same with high heels).

I find women have been brainwashed by the movie and television industry. I recall my flatmate in Sydney used to spend 2 hrs, no exaggerations, sitting infront of the mirror every morning putting on makeup. Such vanity. I also went to an all-girls school, so I know vanity quite well!

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7. Unmarked Undercover Police Car in QLD, and Shame on Gladstone Council for Stealing via Unnecessary Multiple Speed Signs

I see again and again Police people in unmarked vehicles try to catch motorists speeding on the Gladstone Benaraby Road, for speeding on piece of highway that is meant to be 90, but jumps from 90 to 80 to 70 in  MULTIPLE locations along that 4km stretch of road. The reduced speed signs were originally put there when they were doing roadworks. But obviously, the Gladstone Council together with the police were making so much money from unmarked police catching vehicles who did not notice the 3 different speed signs in that short area stretch, they must have decided to just keep the new signs there, with at first fake roadworks - so they could continue to make money in this totally passive aggressive manner “oh but we are helping” – helping themselves. {I should mention, aside from the speed limit signs there were multiple other signs along there too – it really is a confusing stretch of road. Not sure whether it still is. I was there in 2018.

Gladstone police are corrupt, they steal money via entrapment speeding fines, they are disgusting people who do more harm than good, and just want to play dysfunctional (mentally unhealthy) cat/mouse games.

They also target certain individuals, who they are after, to get them, to get them to pay sums of money to that particular government organisation.

It is blatant theft and it’s a form of abuse, with the police abusing their positions of power.

The reasons for wanting law-abiding citizen‘s to pay fines are often completely unjustified, or misinformed, or a reason such as a cockaninnie dogcop would come up with.

I suspect the reason that they get away with doing this is because nobody complains and nobody bangs the drum. Wake up sleepy Queenslanders

Btw, in New South Wales not putting a “police mobile camera ahead” sign up on the rd, would be against the law, they have to be clearly signed, well in advance, like I think it’s 500m down the road so people who are paying attention can make sure that they’re driving within the limit and that way the police would only catch reckless people who aren’t paying attention. So, in QLD, they do not sign speeding cameras, and when I phoned their same ‘RTA’ equivalent, the girl I spoke to (and I just know she had blonde hair) said, in a most revolting condescending tone, ”As if they would sign or notify, that’s their whole point - to entrap motorists”. Fucking stupid bimbo, obviously failing to see the actual point of speeding cameras, to slow motorists down – AND NOT TO MAKE FUCKING MONEY off victims – you stupid bitch.

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8. Fish Story at Pretty Beach

When I was young, we used to holiday down on the central coast, at my grandmothers. We were a large family, 4 kids plus my cousin was always around. One day, dad said he’ll take the boys down fishing off the wharf, so off they went with their new Christmas fishing rods. After a bit, I decided that we (my little sister Penny, 5yrs, and I, 10yrs) should go down too, and try our hand at fishing! I decided that we should get dressed up for the occasion, it was a phase I was going through as a child ‘dressups’ so we found all Grandma’s fancy gear, from back in the day, big jewellery and make up too, then we traipsed down to the wharf. You should’ve seen us! What a site, these two young girls prancing along! When we got to the wharf, all the local boys were taunting and cajoling “girls! Those girls think they can fish, ooh girls, AS IF, go home girls!”  (back then, it was typical for boys to hate girls, I don’t know if that has changed, but there was a lot of hate in the 80’s, for women from other people in the greater community).

So, dad straightaway said, no, come on girls, he gave us a real (no rods left, but those little plastic reels worked just fine) he showed us how to bait the hook. I kid you not, less than 30 seconds after I dropped the line, I got a tug and I pulled in (with dads help) this massive fish. -the biggest fish anyone has ever seen down there! it was over a metre long! huge, I think it was a flathead, can’t quite remember (not into fish). But, you wouldn’t believe it, to everyone’s amazement, 10 seconds after I pulled in my big fish, my little sister got a tug, and she pulled in one about 3/4 quarters the size of mine! NO KIDDING! Someone took a photo showing my sister and I with our fish, don’t ask me where it is now.

All those boys been down there all morning, caught nothing! Teach those boys!

And girls, lesson for you; you want to catch a big fish, you gotta get ‘dressed to the nines!’ (Although I am pretty sure it was the act of doing fun girly kind of things  with a little sister, that really did the trick – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it).

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9. Forget about the entire cleaning isle at the supermarket - cleaning aisle

All you need is vinegar in a spray bottle, Tea Tree oil and a scourer, (save yourself from cancer) all those chemicals they ‘trick’ you in to buying are a total waste of money. Here are some tried and tested ways to house cleaning basics, I never have any need for any other cleaning product (aside from low phosphate washing/dishwasher powder):

Microwave (and my convection oven) - spray with vinegar, leave 30mins, then use cloth with a little TeaTree to wipe clean, - 30 seconds and microwave is clean!!

Windows – spray with vinegar thoroughly, leave to soak for ½ hr (spray every 5mins) then wipe clean with a wonder cloth or shallow scourer (too abrasive and it will leave scratches on the glass) When wiped clean, dry with either a new cotton cloth or scrumpled newspaper for no streaks. Some people swear buy a window scraper to dry with.

All floors – mop with warm water and tea tree. This and vinegar will work in bathroom too, but if you can’t be bothered even for that, then spray mould with bleach – use only a little, do not saturate, as bleach is harmful to a balanced environment, and a little goes a long way. leave overnight, Voilà, all clean with NO scrubbing!!

Actually, for general all-purpose cleaning like benchtop/fridge wipe downs, I had kept any empty spray cleaning bottle from the supermarket (so, a good bottle that does not seep scent, or leak from the sprayer), and I keep that filled with water and tea tree, and usually some orange essential oil too for good fragrangrance, sometimes geranium essential oil too. That with my favourite moist cloth – the Wonder Cloth, it works well.

Also, especially do not buy oven cleaner, OMG, why not cook your open roasts in toxins? So disgusting. Now those old ovens are much harder to clean, and as a result, I personally do not use mine, as a renter, I just use my byo convection microwave, which is 55million times easier to clean, I recommend you do the same, throw out all those old coil hot plates with ovens below.

I worked in house once that had a Self-Cleaning oven, you would turn the oven up to the super hottest setting for 20 minutes, and it cleaned it. That was pretty good too!

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10. Nursing Home Concerns Blurb

A few years ago, when I was unemployed, I was FORCED by Centrelink to work at a nursing home in Gunnedah (the female nazi CUNTS there, said they would cut my payments if I didn’t go. By the way, forcing Centrelink unemployed people to work at a nursing home, or anywhere for that matter, takes away PAID jobs (much needed shifts) from nursing-home staff.  According to the Centrelink rules, they’re not allowed to do this, yet they still do it. Nazis, I tell you, Nazis.

I also had to sign a form saying if I got sick, I wouldn’t sue them -whole other story there with deliberate virus exposure, which if you’ve read my blog, you will be familiar with just exactly how poised off I am as a result of getting sick from being forced to be there – I WAS NOT MNMEANT TOI BE THERE YOU STUPID DOGS) But this story is about the conditions of elderly people in the nursing homes. I can assure you, all your fears about nursing homes are true - staff don’t care about the old biddies, they give them sleeping tablets to subdue them and they force it down the throats of those who object.

Some (by some, I mean a lot of female) staff have such a lack of common sense it’s downright scary. —female dominated industry (major unhealthy imbalance).

And of course, the food is terrible, all exported, really bad, and the ones that can’t feed themselves tend to miss out. This experience, and my experience in hospitals, tells me, we actually need a whole new Course /Diploma, at uni, or Tafe, re commercial food prep; re ultimate healthy food, thus creating a food nutritionist slash chef (we especially need this in hospitals, where people’s health is the whole point). Common sense – where is it.

I would strongly suggest home-care as a far better alternative to nursing homes in Australia, but  what I witnessed happened in public, so what may go on behind closed doors or at night, maybe a whole lot worse. We really do need robots.

When I was there, there was one woman who worked there in the Kitchen, she was such a bitch. She was the one that the nurses would go and get, when someone wouldn’t take their medication, and this girl, Trish, would force these patients to take the medication, she would literally shove it down their throats. When I first met her, on my first day, she just had some snide comment to make about my mother, stating she wasn’t really a nurse. Unbelievable - my mother was most defiantly a nurse, and she would run rings around that little bitch. {Dad later told me she (they, but it would have been her) was exceptionally rude and disrespectful to my mother not believing she was a nurse, as my mother used to go there to see her previous patients, (she was a visiting home nurse with her own business). So, mum used to go to the nursing homes, not to treat anyone, but to see how they were doing, she was a caring person and liked her patients and her job, something those staff who work there now, no nothing about}. Trish the monster also started going off at unemployed people, at me, saying they all should be shot – I explained to her that you can’t just write someone off for merely being unemployed, there are way more people, who do really bad things, and would be far more suitable candidates  for being shot. (I really don’t know how you could compare a criminal with someone who is just merely unemployed, there’s no comparison, either you’re a criminal or you’re not.) Some people are so stupid. I went on to further explain to her, people have all sorts of issues going on that she wouldn’t know about, there are many people in their 40’s+ who suffer from physical pain, that you can’t visibly see when you look at them. There are others suffering from emotional pain that you can’t see. And in my personal opinion most people who ‘don’t fit the norm’ or have problems that don’t enable them to function as other people would like, is a direct result from abuse, from public schooling, or abuse from elsewhere in the community, possibly the family too, but most often, outside the family unit. Plus, unfortunately there are a lot of predators in the community who just like ‘hating’ and picking on people, like Trish. Plus, big business, will go to any lengths to sabotage a competitor, thus making them unemployed (I witness this ALL THE TIME).

So, from the start when I met her, she was revolting - a person that shouldn’t be there, she shouldn’t be working anywhere (infact the world would literally be a better place without her in it), she doesn’t deserve to live in the planet she’s such a bully. Anyway, I have people pretending to be her atm, it’s like they want me to tell the world about this woman Trish. So here she is, this is the woman that works at the Gunnedah Alkira nursing home. And she represents a lot of bullies – there are countless non-thinking women with no learnt morals, just like her, work in nursing homes, and many other sectors actually. (The forced medication, was the sleeping tablets, so not a necessary medication). Just a bitch. They exist, they’re real – there’s no trying to saving them.

There was a positive that came out of my forced ‘nursing home’ experience, and that was I discovered “empty shells”, and how some old biddy’s walk around with basically just their body, and their soul has long departed, or others are going in and out. I discovered nurses have all sorts of fun playing tricks on people via an “empty shells”, through reflections, which I talk about in my “Things I wish I was told when I was 18” go and read it, as in retrospect, I can see this whole reflection thing is not restricted to old senile people, I have witnessed many young girls acting like empty shells, there are many in the inner-city suburbs of Sydney, Glebe… - they are leeches (just don’t catch public transport in Glebe). And I feel more people need to be made aware about this, because not only nurses but other wilful people (like lawyers) will take advantage of an older person who maybe is not in a nursing home yet, but has started the ‘reverse’ process. Money is at stake. Plus, I learnt how people who are not empty shells can inadvertently use people who are, to do bad things, like I was looking after this one old biddy, a nice old blonde lady, a blonde biddy, with apparently dementia, but she was fairly coherent (there are different types of dementia). That morning, another old biddy came into the laundry where I was at the time, and she had come up with a joke that she was telling the laundry woman, it was a joke in poor taste, something about dogs. And I left to go and get my ‘charge’, and for the next hr or 2 I was thinking about that awful joke and the awful old biddy, so anyway, the next thing you know, blonde biddy and myself were walking outside and happened to be resting on the veranda that was outside the other biddy’s room who came up with the bad joke, and all of a sudden blondy reached over to the Lilo, and ripped off the label that was sticking out, she did it like as an act of revenge, as the Lilo belonged to the joker, and she could hear my disgust with her!! So, it was not like I told her to do this bad thing, she just did it. (Not that she actually did any damage, who cares about the content label on a Lilo!!) She was making a point.

I feel this most definitely happened to both my parents when they were in the process of dying. I wasn’t aware at the time that I was being tricked, but I can clearly see what happened now, and I’m pretty sure I know who was doing it, someone in the local community, and while they didn’t have big devious plans, just having a little so-called fun, (devious in my opinion, but not bank breaking) I’m pretty sure in other situations with elderly people who perhaps are quite wealthy, it would be very easy for someone to manipulate the situation. In fact, I’m pretty sure it happens a great deal, because, whilst I was listening to my parents in these particular times, thinking well this is out of the ordinary, it’s not something they would say, but I wasn’t thinking that they were being manipulated by someone else, and so I just went along with their request. So, I know for a fact that this will go on and people will be getting ripped out of inheritance left, right and centre. So, you need to be careful if you’ve got elderly relatives who are a little reflective. Just be careful.

Little Birdy told me the reason Lawyers are so hopeless in this country is because they have all been chosen from primary school age, and have been oppressed, so they will stay on a tight leash and not do this kind of thing (they did not factor in lawyers kids, Baxter child).

Actually, I feel like I might have been a little vague here, and I need to give an example; so here goes. If your elderly relative has been talking to other people or listening to them, and then a little later they start talking to you and manage to say in their ‘pre or dementia’ state, they want to buy a bunch of flowers (or a big teddy bear) for so and so, can I help them - it might seem like a normal request, but actually the elderly person asking to buy the flowers, isn’t someone who would ever in her whole life by anyone flowers, let alone this particular so and so. -So, that’s what I mean by being tricked, and while it’s just a bunch of flowers and no big deal, you can see how it could easily be much more than just a bunch of flowers. Good thing my parents didn’t have large sums of money lying around! I’m a huge fan of building big homes with a large detached granny flat - it is the number one way to care for your elderly parent.

By the way this is one of the stories that I managed to get onto Facebook before I was ban. Only it wasn’t as detailed as my lengthy little blurb here, I just summed up some of the bad things that happen in nursing homes. And there was a definite whistleblowing vibe. Some of the comments afterwards, implied; this girl is not ever going to get a job in Bundaberg because she’s a whistle-blower - and every business in Bundaberg does dodgy things, just like that nursing home!

So that’s the community attitude of Bundaberg; all the businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and uncaring! After living nearby, I can confirm, it’s true. Maybe that’s why they ‘abducted’ me for 7 days to determine if I was crazy? “WE CARE A LOT” – I noticed it was a general theme at the mental health clinic, “Well, we care about you and we want what’s best for you” ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT; CAT AND MOUSE GAME. POWER TRIPPING. BULLYING 101 – no care or love at all.

I’ve gotten to the end of this blurb, and I realise I have not mentioned anything about sickness. I guess I have written about it in my virus story. But yeah, highly contagious viruses are found in nursing homes and hospitals. Plus, one of the women used to bring her kids in after school for a few hours before she went home every day, and those kids were all over the place -  that’s why glandular fever went round, those kids pass all the virus on that go around the schools, that’s what happens if ditzy mothers bring their kids into the workplace.

And, I recommend once a week, nursing home patients are given the option of McDonald’s takeout for dinner – so someone would literally have to go and get, then bring back. This would be an unheard of, and out of the question thing, when I was working there, none of those oldies had probably ever had Maccas! But, times are changing, and I know how slow staff are to change, so here’s a prompter!

Btw, I am NEVER working in a nursing home ever again – you can take your sickness and your nazi nurses, and shove them up your arse.