emilyconstancebieman, life stories, blog HOME PAGE, About P1, There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. (So weird: fuck off). And, I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. (AND hence why I have not been able to walk for the past six years - just some stupid unknown arsehole who wants to fight . “Hey unknown dickhead, I'm not going to pat you on the head, ever, - deal with it). Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me as a result. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, OR WORSE (edited for coward society and bimbo mother oppression censorship made-up rules), then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So, at first it was just describing stolen items with photos, (photos see people can see, real items being stolen (there seems to be a lot of narcs in the police who refuse to believe me)) but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you, but generally that is an overstepping of boundaries, and usually done by someone with the mental health problem of "narcissism" - which I have discovered is a big problem in Australia, and a lot of my winging on my Blog , as it turns out, is specifically about this personality type. Although, I suspect the real reason, the main one as to why I have been persecuted in this repetitive minor way over 20-30 yrs, was because I was HAPPY - happy, unmarried, single, no money - yet still HAPPY – the dogs just couldn't stand it. {And I say minor persecution like that, because some people will, and do turn around, and say to me, “oh, well, was your house bombed (?), was your whole family killed and shot by soldiers (?), etc etc”}. The harassment and stalking is so prevalent on a daily basis, that I believe now there are people orchestrating parts of my life to incorporate ‘pain and negativity’, so they don't have to see someone who's happy and get jealous. Can you believe that? I am just too irritatingly happy! I know this is to be 100% true I've had stupid bimbos read it and then “evacuate” out of my life, it's like “oh, I'm not jealous anymore – I can see her anger and resentment, plus she has no money!!” So even the need to ‘control me’ has been reduced, by those stupid women wanting a “project” (real reason why some twit women have kids) or want to use me to product place. – Although, there's a lot of people who want to do that, so get in line! I need to say those jealous women are truly dysfunctional - as in MENTALLY UNWELL, they want to see me in pain, just as much as they are. So if I put down all the things that are painful in my life on this blog, they are vindicated, and thus not jealous. It's like how I mentioned on one of my stories, about the chocolate shop, (one of the longest established business in Australia) if I went there every week and had my HIGHLY DESIRED chocolate, the shop would be closed down, because of the dogs who don't want to see me happy, NOT KIDDING. They really can't stand it – yet STILL follow me around. TOTALLY SICK. So, some of those narcs are in positions of power or are just rich, so they can just close the shop down, they do all sorts of wicked things. Now while that story about the chocolate was an example of what could happen, all my stories here actually happened. The chocolate shop is still open! Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just a typical arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. Get off my back you stupid monkees. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I blame mothers breeding like rabbits. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is a main contributing reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. Those people have NO RESPECT for my privacy, total bullies. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the blonde dogs) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them, what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. Sidebar: You know one day I was watching a YouTube show about illegal littering and rubbish dumping in Ireland by its councils. It's an extreme problem today, as it was 20, 40, 60 years ago. They are just turning a blind eye towards it, there is no policing or regulation at all. What they showed was disgusting, and a total unlawful disgrace. It showed some of the men responsible too, it named them. And I'm thinking, you know I bet those men haven't been ban from Facebook, and most social media platforms? And look what rotten evil people they are. Yet call a stupid blonde a stupid blonde on FB, and you're ban for 4 years! Case in point stupid blondes. Case in point. Actually, I was later advised by birdy, the real reason (as FB never said why they ban me,{mmm, because the name calling would be stupid wouldn’t it?}, so it was because they didn't want me to ‘name and shame’, they think humiliating someone who steals from me is not right (whereas everybody knows that it is the right thing to do when it's the only way to combat ADULT bully thieves and crime), aside of course from making them pay money- but since nobody actually holds these bimbos accountable, name and shame it is. Btw, those dogs who are obsessed with me, and track me online, EVERYWHERE I go, (to ban me, and make sure I stay banned), is one of those poeple who doesn’t want anyone to think about anything negative; they don’t want anyone to know about the thieves. They don’t want anyone to know about the harassment, nor any of the home truths about life, such as what I discuss on this blog. They seriously want to sweep everything under the carpet. So weird. They want everyone to be barbie bimbo happy. They are seriously dysfunctional and I can’t believe some idiot has put them in charge of banning people. There is absolutely no hope when you’ve got stupid dogs like that being allowed to ban the truth. I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. They are fucked weak people. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. (Its insanely so). I have been advised by people who know me, that I have to change my “anger” on here because it makes people think that I am a homicidal psychopath maniac, when they know me to not be that. But I am that angry about these thefts and harassment, so I don't want to change it too much. You'll have to work out (reader), you'll have to separate the fact that I am a healthy psychological person, but I'm angry about these negative issues. I have rewritten some, reworded some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I do want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche in certain areas. Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested, but as I cannot sell them anymore and make money, so I don’t really do them anymore – so that was a bit of blow, as I really enjoyed that avenue of creativity, plus it was better work physically for my body. (I hope those spnfl dogs get their comeuppance) - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - www.localseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds/ oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that in 2024 by Daniel Breves Ribeiro; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot.). I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay under a different name – AustralianBackyardNatives. I have to now use prepaid tracking envelopes in order to stop the theft on ebay with fake reports of “did not receive”. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) Although now living here in the subtropics, my knitting needs are very minimal! I do miss it! By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. But I did not write this blog to be entertaining, as a 1st born I don't have that 'need to please' desire that so many 3rd borns have (!). But I found as I come back and update, my writing is actually improving somewhat, and becoming more interesting. I have my moments in between all the ranting and raving. Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being young and stupid is not an excuse either. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not, a mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of deliberate attack instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. And this “never happened” is another big reason I do my Blog – IT DID HAPPEN, and you ARE a revolting person. SEE. (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. 😁 They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} Later updating this page, I did a word count for the word ‘dog’ it appears no less than 70 times! So I want to add here: COULD YOU PLEASE PUT YOUR DOGS ON A LEASH, they are problematic for me, they cause monumental problems for me, and it has nothing to do with me. So I resent having stupid dogs on my back, when they should be leashed. Plus, there seems to be no acknowledgement of the fact that there are ‘dogs’ in society, human dogs, that need to be leashed. (Aside from at my new latest address who do signs “she’s here, leash your dogs” lol!). Having said that, I've noticed I throw the name now to anyone who is on my back. So they may not necessarily fall into that specific NON-THINKING ATTACK TYPE OF PERSONALITY, but they're just a nuisance, so I name call, plus there reasons for being a nuisance is probably dog related anyway. Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised and harassed whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. Doing so would be a kind of permission to continue being disrespectful towards me and anyone else they don’t like. I say this, as there are bully little women out there who are antagonizing me in this manner – waiting for me to forgive them, threatening me with more bully behaviour unless I forgive them – I STILL DON'T: shove your bully behaviour up your arse and rotate on it you STUPID little dog: you want to carry on like a stupid bully, that’s your STILL your problem. I am not going to fix it for you. HA. But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. Honestly, I feel like I am being punished for being unmarried – OMG – you stupid little bimbos! The ABC especially guilty. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). Also, I can no longer where nice clothes, not only are the extra nice ones stolen out of my closet, but the bimbo girl thief associates nice clothes with an invitation to steal, as; they must be rich! Curse those bimbos. If you knew my background in fashion, you may be able to understand my anger about this. So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. (I think she may have read this bit in my blog, as when I went back there in 2024, there were no good plants and I was poisoned in their nursery with pesticides/herbicides, I strongly feel it was deliberate. I was nauseated all morning and developed hay fever symptoms all week, when I do not have hay fever. I got no response from manager when I complained. Twice. (That one is run by women).) And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. I really feel you can't actually live your life in a unit, that is, without a garden. You need a house and a garden to live life to its fullest, to experience all that nature can offer you, all that life has to offer you. I found it weird how so many people don't really get this, and are happy to live in units. Got to say, one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away – almost perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. It’s really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. I'm not even sure I believe in same-sex massage, as in, I think a male would be more responsive to a female's body when giving them a remedial massage, or physio for that matter. Unfortunately and sadley, I haven't had enough experience in massage to be able to back up my theory. 😁 Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus). And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there were so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli…. I include this story, as such evil entities are a real threat to a singles. (I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the Gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me, there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was, particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique, and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! An inbalance. {I was later advised, they are female demons because there're married to arseholes, and they are used to talking “arsehole” to their husbands to keep them inline, and so they continue talking “arsehole” to people they encounter during the day, force of habit now.} I would say seriously, consider divorce, but in my experience, I see, it is usually a deserved bitch who marries an arshole anyway. When reading my blog you'll start to notice my attitude towards mothers; and how absolutely hopeless they are at child rearing. Some exceptions, (mine), but not many due to the “moth to flame” aspect about me (all normal people are at home minding their own business, so I never see them!). I believe, no, I know, that for all the troubles people give me – the thefts, the harassment, the following, the “big brother” type tyrannical behaviour; all these problem are caused by their mother in the family unit when they were young. All of them. It seems to be a big secret in life, a taboo subject that is NEVER mentioned about just how inept many women are at all the skills needed for raising a child – so strange, as its is pretty much the number 1 problem in society!! Mothers in society who bumble along and unknowingly create all of these dysfunctions in their child. It’s like their mother has messed up their child by not teaching them any better, not setting any good examples, not taught or guided them in how to be genuinely happy; what it means to be respectful, careful, caring and honest. How to be an independent thinker and an independent person; so important. All of those things are meant to be learnt in the family unit. So anyway, I mention this now too, because it has been suggested to me recently, as I come back to update this in 2025, that people as described just above with such ‘same gender dilemmas ’, are this way because their mother has raised them in such an oppressed and controlling manner, that they are not no longer sure of who they are, or who they are meant to be – this part of them is not fully developed. So sad. I guess I ought to add fathers can play that over-controlling card too, ‘power trippers’; who just want to have kids for the control and not for love, but ultimately it is up to the mother to ensure her child is being raised in sane manner, she has to take action to make sure her family care is healthy. I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Or, who knows maybe it’s just a 1st born / 3rd born thing – with 3rd borns being slightly retarded in every aspect. But, well Tina Turner wrote a song about it “What's love got to do with it”. EVERYTHING IS ABOUT CONTROL. {It’s a good thing I had the parents I had, otherwise I may think they were was no such thing as true love and the whole thing is a non real fairytale - they were infact inlove, and loved each other, and I personally believe, ‘won’ in life because of their love}. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden; why is it, on so many various encounters, after we have to parted ways and our transaction /conversation is done, and I should perhaps never expect to see that particular sales girl or whoever again, yet that person seems to seek me out in stalking fashion! And sometimes its same day, next day, next month, even many years and even decades later. You know, I would assume that they would have some sort of mental health problems ? I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies, and I was later informed, dare I tell you, as there is such naive stigma about this issue: he as an older man now, is a rapists of women in the metaphysical world, like a lot of older arrogant men, I was also advised that was why heath was my neighbour - a child still, so no problems like that.)) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” Total retard. BTW, I updated this on Saturday morning, 5 April 2025. Actually, I initially went to check that it was still all here, as I find some segments of my blog gets removed, and I thought the part where I mention Heath Barwick used to steal from my brother is quite condemning, so it may be something that would be removed. But it's still here, and I re-read it all, and corrected a few spelling mistakes and re-uploaded it - within a matter of hours, my neighbours stole another yet another frozen kangaroo meat out of the freezer. I had left the back door unlocked for lunch my lunchtime period, as I was washing (rain finally stopped). And you know my neighbours worked in cahoots today, to try and distract me to not lock the door so they can steal (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not, and took a roo mince instead – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. This is what goes on in my neighbourhood before, after, and now; in fact, all neighbourhoods across Australia; it comes down to the fact that Australians are pretty much fucked thieving people. At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been ban, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me. (admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. Everything is about control. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. I especially have problems related to this from my neighbours, who like to try to control me, but they don't see it that way, they think they're being “helpful”, which is the biggest delusion of them all. If for instance, I forget to take the washing in or out (as washing is not really a high priority on my list, never has been, I just don't care if washing is left on the line ALL NIGHT ! - so they have been doing this for years – I have termed the phrase; I have “washing nazis”), so, with my failure to get the washing in, they think that's an invitation to start doing crazy signs in nature, like banging and tapping, and throwing a tantrum - so that I hear, so that it triggers my mind; ‘oh there's something I have to do’. Sounds annoying? IT IS. I can't believe how they can't see how wrong they are from doing this; RACK off you stupid DELUDED narcissistic leach neighbours. {They especially do it on the weekends, so they must be bored; work all week and then have nothing to do on the weekends - and can't think of something to do because they're so bloody stupid! It's those people that kind of sit around, wait around, and watch what I'm doing, who notice if I go outside for instance to hang the washing out, and forget to lock the door; it's an opportunity then to steal. It's been going on for so long, and it still happens today, 2024. Unfortunately locking the door and being completely Nazi about locks, especially as my home is quite private now,- it's just not something that has been instilled in me as a child; we grow up on a farm where nothing was stolen ever, in fact we left the doors and windows open all the time, it was like a different world back then - with no little bored and stupid cunts hanging around watching what I do.} But, it goes on when I am out and about too, in shops; a typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, to try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. And of course those girls who do the opposite ‘well you're asking us for product help, but we're not going to tell you which is the good one, because we wouldn't want you to think that we were trying to control your purchase’ - bloody dogs. The whole tall poppy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police who told me that my landlord could have done something about the thefts at Rangari, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type, they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. {This behaviour is encouraged by primary school teachers: I can just imagine some teacher, thinking what am I going to do this Nuisance 10-year-old? “I know: go out into the hallway make sure there’s no bad people”.} There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, but guilty of not paying attention mostly. I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken family revengers’, it was deleted). In life, after having experiencing people who really DO pay attention - so much attention, that they become obsessed - this is a big problem. A dysfunction that causes a lot of problems, resulting in narcissism. I would say having a father who didn't quite pay enough attention, rather than one that was an obsessed arsehole, is better. I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So, either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or, you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And all the townsfolk are saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had every day, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people into baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot. Jessica White – you better start your path of redemption. Computer nerds do it big time, it’s a thing, especially while I was living at Rangari - they were obsessed with trying to make me look bad for some reason unbeknownst to me – it may be ‘opposite’ related, as in some people, probably ones in TV world would try to “help” when I was out in public with conversation / communication, in the process, making me come across as “effortless” and “smart” – yeah, they really did that. Female helpfulness?? {I thought I was doing fine, but if you want to be a condescending bitch, by all means.} So, computer nerds, possibly male ones, could see that help, and so did the opposite of helpful?? Plane as in aeroplane people also did it – no idea who they are. I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats). Women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace , and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit niave about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day, when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. I believe some mothers are sent away if they are diagnosed with postnatal depression, like a ‘rest”. Well. WHAT ROT. When you have kids you have to be with them, you can't leave them with someone else to look after! I personally believe it's like a spiritual protection thing; if a child has a parents no harm will come to them. so, if they don't have their loving parents around, harm may come: it is like an area of weakness, exposure. So, you can't leave your kids with your sister-in-law and go and have a holiday. You have to plan around your kids, take your kids on holiday. You can't stop and do a business conference for a few days and leave your kids with family and friends. I wouldn't even advise leaving them with mother-in-law's either. One of the biggest factors young women ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so it’s probably more now.) After I wrote this, I was advised, adamantly, that having a child can also bring up stuff from the mothers childhood, like bad memories, crap childhood, abuse from their mother…. So perhaps it is this that can bring on postnatal depression. Which kind of makes sense, although I still stick to my theory of: postnatal depression because she shouldn’t of had kids. End the cycle. Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} This is MY life story blog, get your own, you intruding control freaks.(Lucky, I keep backups, many of these paragraphs get deleted, I have to constantly check my blog and re add VITAL information! 😁) Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. Now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. {Don’t tell beauticians about your life – they are the biggest jealous thieves amongst women.} Women also do this in the entertainment industry to vie for my attention; so if I watch a different show than “theirs” (don’t ask me who “theirs” is), then they organize, via the dog network, harassment on that channel – like they are extremely offensive and rude – a spoilt little brat throwing a tantrum, and I have no idea why – how could I – I am not a mind reader!! This has been a nuisance issue for many years, still in 2025 they do it. Such arrogant peacocks. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photostories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty nuisance on behalf of wix. I do not recommend them, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted or photos removed, so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person d eleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. You can also see ALL photostories on my Shared Google Photos account https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOW7XXz6HknAvCvBfKYJmI3Ul9WoQIoUW__hW5jgBqVv6P5TOrJUX45suakXMVXzw?key=R0psRFlXTnVRZVM0dnFMTUdSNlV0LTU1VURocU9B The first one refers to the trees by the road, above: Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first, because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame (stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types) . So, a little birdie told me, I mean it could’ve been the queen 😁 but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total cunt and deserves it. By the way that woman when she was speaking to me, said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying? 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that an idiot has chopped all those trees down anyway - nature haters, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) 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 800 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. The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had a medical certificate condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Thieving cunts. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory hoop problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee - maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia??). They are unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. This was Bundaberg office at the time; I find naming the Office actually makes a difference, sometimes there can be whole staff sackings with new staff being brought on. Wake up staff. BTW in 2025 they ignored my medical certificate from the Dr; so, the 6yrs of incapacitation would go back to 0yrs. They ignored their rule of 3yrs, so why would they not ignore 6yrs too! Unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. (as I was writing this, again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and they beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place!) They don’t know me too well. Another example of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Actually, I want to say more about those neighbours: Bob Elder, I'm pretty sure I've written about this before, something about Bob lawnmowing and making bang noises with his lawnmower to make a disturbance in the neighbourhood - but I couldn't find it. Probably stolen. It mentioned some of the other antics that my neighbours get up to, to try and manipulate me. Or antics to express their annoyance at something I do, or don't do. It's really strange, it's like they think it's “make a wish”! Well, this is not Make-A-Wish!! You know, if somebody would like to wave their magic wand at me and state Make-A-Wish? it would be: for those people who steal for me to be assassinated, to be shot dead when they're caught leaving my house with my stuff - that's what I want SHOT DEAD – with news coverage, so everyone can see what's going to happen if you steal from someone; you're going to be SHOT DEAD plus your body would be left lying there, for ages, until somebody from Council gets around to coming along, and cleaning up your body. Seriously this is it -if it means shooting the young grandson of my old man neighbour, – then I would be very happy to see the thief shot dead. “Oh well”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ For the box: I have since come up with better ways to get rid of inflammation; involving hot water and essential oil! I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 800 now - 800 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} I list the replacement value, the price not listed is stress from being targeted by bullies. 1. Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle)(2006)Melbourne; a lot of thieves in Melbourne, I think they followed me back to Gunnedah? $40 2. 2 lt pva glue (2006) Melbourne $18 3. In Melbourne - city Council are parking ticket related thieves, nonsensical signs to trick - money making scam, you are going to burn in hell {Gunnedah did it once too} $500 4. 1 tube Liquid nails (2015 onwards) $7 5. Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 6. 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 7. Sunglasses x 2 $100 8. AAA batteries x 7 $12 9. Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 10. Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 11. Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat from Melbourne or family member?) $85 12. Good Dust Brush and $5 13. Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 14. Moisturizer $15 15. Knitting materials $12 16. Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 17. 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st $5 18. Sewing Snippets $10 19. Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 20. Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 21. Tube stock and label $12 22. A4 image print $55 23. Gunmetal tweezers $24 24. Bike led light $15 25. House Keys $100 Anhi DeFranco CDs$50 (I had to re paste this one- someone removed it!!) Beetles vinyl record, it was a blue cover with flowers I think 26. Secateurs x 3 $35 27. Piping bag attachment $35 28. 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 29. Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 30. 5kg mince from freezer $50 31. Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 32. 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 33. Red screwdriver $12 34. Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 35. Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 36. cat brush $2.39 37. RIT dye $10 38. ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 39. Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 40. Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 41. nail curve scissors $20 42. black non-stick spatula $6 43. Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 44. Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 45. fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 46. power board $20 47. 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 48. red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 49. 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 50. marinated onions in jar $15 51. 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 52. Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? 53. Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 54. Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 55. Apples off tree $25 56. whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 57. a photo of that cute little Kurrajong tree at keepit turn off? Did I take one or not? 58. white headphones – taken/returned 59. sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 60. forms/paperwork $stress 61. Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? 62. Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 63. Front Door Key $30 64. 6 in 1 screw tool $22 65. Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 66. X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 67. wooden pegs $4 68. socks/underwear off the line $20 69. scissors $5 70. tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 71. electronic stud finder $30 72. flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 73. 2 plug in light bulbs $12 74. ball of black cotton yarn $16 75. water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 76. dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 77. jar of Duck fat $6 78. 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 79. Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? 80. Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 81. 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 82. 400g white alpaca $20 83. 3 good trowels $40 84. Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 85. Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 86. blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 87. Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 88. 2 face washers $70 89. purple D clip $12 90. Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 91. art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding 92. Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen $70 93. Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 94. Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 95. Key chain $100 96. 7 China graph pencils $30 97. Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) 98. Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else 99. Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 100. Another red irrigation cap $1 101. Blue pruning saw / returned (what happened to my orange pruning saw?) 102. Half head garlic 103. Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 104. Flower seedlings $12 105. Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 106. Acacia seeds, rare $100 107. Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 108. Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 109. Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 110. SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned 111. Deodorant x2 $8 112. Sticky tap dispenser $10 113. Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 114. Unpick, blue $10 115. Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs 116. Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 117. White Cotton voile off the roll $20 118. 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 119. 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 120. Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 121. Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 122. calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 123. freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 124. plug and joiner fittings $5 125. 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 126. House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? 127. Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 128. Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT 129. Tape measure retractable 3m $10 130. Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 131. 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room 132. Hose fitting washers $5 Every time I order from Dural Irrigation, I HAVE HOSE RELATED ITEMS STOLEN $ A LOT 133. Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? 134. Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 135. Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. 136. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... 137. Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 138. 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 139. Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 140. Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 141. Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? 142. car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 143. 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 144. Washing powder (lights outside) $7 145. Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 146. Red ochre pigment $5.80 147. At least 8 torches $80 148. Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 149. At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 150. Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 151. 9 black pens $12 152. Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 153. Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? 154. Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 155. Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? 156. Glass $7 157. CCTV cable $40 158. 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 159. Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 160. Blue nylon cord $10 161. Kodak camera $1000 162. Twine x 1 ball $4 163. Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 164. 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 165. Protractor $12 166. Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 167. Pink silk sleeve pair $50 168. More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 169. Liquid paper $5 170. 1.6mm Bic pen $5 171. Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ 172. pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK 173. Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 174. screw to chain lock $5 175. Blue nylon fishing cord $10 176. Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 177. 2 long wooden spoons then returned 178. 4 more yellow secateurs $40 179. 4 blue secateurs $40 180. 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 181. Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 182. Orange Taylors chalk $5 183. Body Thermometer $1.72 184. 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 185. Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 186. Tat soi seed $15 187. Irrigation filter $16 188. Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 189. Plastic jug $3 190. Eggs 191. Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 192. Metal ice cube tray with automatic lever vintage $50 192. Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 193. Kennedia seeds $5 194. House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 195. Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) 196. Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) 197. Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 198. 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 199. 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 200. 2 more lack yoga tops $30 201. Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 202. My outdoor tweezers from special spot $2 203. Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 204. Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned 205. Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 206. The doctors card with email ? 207. Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 208. Glass head pins(stolen by Heath Barwick for Emma Finylayson)$7 208. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)returned by Mark Kesby at Longs – NONTHINKING ARSHOLES $2 209. Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 210. Toggle $2 211. KnitPro cable $20 212. Mosaic Tiles $25 213. Pima Cotton plant $15 214. Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 215. Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed?) $5 216. Orange capsicum seedlings $20 217. E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 218. Lavender oil from eBay $12 219. Macadamia vandalized Scoured Blue Faced Leicester Fleece 100g 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl - any good things photographed online; stolen$100 220. Letter from Donna Keegan stolen 221. Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 222. Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 223. Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 224. 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- masterchef spoilt brats?? $2 225. Hose spray $15 226. Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned 227. Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) 228. trees vandalized 229. Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 230. Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 231. D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - 232. Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time 233. Rapunzel DUTCH cocoa replaced with NATURAL cheaper cocoa in container; something a dog would do, unbelievable stupid bimbo girls out there, possibly a chef stole it, from masterchef (spoilt little brat) $12+$22postage 234. 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 235. Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock 236. New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 237. More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs 238. Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 239. 32 GB iPod returned to car ? 240. Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 241. 2 tomato plants $15 242. 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 243. Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity 244. Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 245. Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 246. Whole chilli tray $12 247. 1 orange capsicum tube $5 248. More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 249. Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 250. Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 251. Purple head of Garlic $10 252. Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 253. 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 254. Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 255. Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 256. Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 257. Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 258. Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? 259. Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 260. Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 261. F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 262. faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 263. vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 264. hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 265. 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned 266. Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 267. Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever 268. Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? 269. Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 270. More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 271. Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 272. iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both $344 x 2 273. Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house.DUMB 274. Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far 275. Missing footage on cctv after going into town 276. More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 277. Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 278. Clove oil $12 279. Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 280. Pyriformis seedling 281. No more gaps sealant $25 282. Gold brown sunnies 283. Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) 284. Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 285. Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 286. Red handled paint scraper, later returned, then later stolen, plus my 2nd one was stolen $50 287. Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen 288. Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 289. HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 290. ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 291. EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 292. Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 293. Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 294. Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? 295. Plastic seed tray with lid $10 296. Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 297. Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 298. 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 299. Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken 300. Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 301. 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate) 302. Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 303. Rake (the big plastic green one) $50 304. Brazil nuts stolen by receptions friends at barber st Medical centre- pic pocketed 303. Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?$50 307. paper oriental umbrella with my black-and-white design Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, (first Kesbies, then Long Cottage) basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (beginning of 2018), I was hoping thieving would stop, with the advent of new neighbours, but it has not, I think my new landlord likes to ‘play’, like a cat with a mouse, or a whale with a seal – (total drunken idiotic behaviour), Peter Long and also is eldest daughter, both lawyers, aswell as partner Sarah Ferguson and her daughter, a whole stealing bully family, they do not know right from wrong, and have no concept of the whole win/win situation Also at this point I started listing my stolen items online, and, I believe as a result, some items have been returned 304. Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) 305. Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 306. 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 307. Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 308. Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 309. lendrum c clip (pried off with pliers, and pliers stolen too, those pliers have been stolen and returned about 4 times now, those pliers were worth about $60, they were good ones, later found destroyed in my car tyre with the red part missing, I suspect Peter placed it under my tyre so when i reversed out it would puncture it ($200) + $12 310. 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 311. Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 312. So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD 313. Black textas x 4 $20 314. Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! 315. Flat tyre -the pliers that were stolen were stuck in my tyre; I believe Peter Long did it. Then Browns tyre place ripped me off too, with 2nd hand crap tyre that failed inspection few weeks later. Long thought I messed his solar fence (of course I did not) so this was his “payback” game – what a stupid idiot, he has major psychological problems. 316. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 317. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 318. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 319. EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 320. EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 321. At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much 322. Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 323. Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 324. Good sewing Scissors - Could the BLONDE BIMBO THAT WORKS AT BUNNINGS AND STEALS FROM ME WHENEVER I GO TO THERE, PLEASE DROP DEAD FROM CANCER later returned $60 325. Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 326. Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 327. Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 328. Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo 329. Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress 330. Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 331. Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 332. USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 333. Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 334. Remote from blind later returned $30 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) 336. Bunnykins coffee mug – mothers stealing this one egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) 337. pen off desk, later returned 338. pin shelf nail plugs later returned 339. extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned 340. Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned 341. Torch stolen again by another coward later returned 342. chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned 343. Stamps, by the postman Benny Vaughn, I think he delivered them to the neighbours delib? Same with 2019 calendar, 2 sets glasses, pc mouse and trichosanthes seed 344. hose washers x10 in pkt $3 345. Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 346. Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull 347. Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window 348. Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) 349. Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts 350. Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) 351. Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, FARMHOUSE AT Colosseum near Miriam Vale (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, {side door, when I arrived, it had no door, no glass, no flyscreen. Plus, the front door, and back door were missing, along with a couple of windows, (one large ground floor one, and one average size, upstairs). It was my job as a part of reduced rent to install new ones, which I did, it was a huge ordeal with 170km to nearest door shop, but in the mean time, all these items were stolen: {why do all farming families have screws loose?) 360. Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) (returned 3 years later by thief who still was stealing from me, and stole food at the time they returned this clasp – all black) 361. TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 362. allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) 363. Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 364. Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) 365. Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 366. Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too 367. EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): 368. Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 $90 369. Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in super strengthened condition 370. Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 371. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner 372. Slow motion cha cha info on piece of paper 373. Green offensive kitchen beaters (free, seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 374. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 375. Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 376. The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 377. 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo 378. $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police 379. $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me extra rump steak in next order!) 380. Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen 381. Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back 382. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 383. Handwoven woolen cushion 384. a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? 385. ebay Windchime from veranda 386. $1000 generator 387. Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker? Facebook girls? – girls evil thieving creatures) 388. Creditcard from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Telstra and Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had got a new creditcard with new numbers. Money returned later. Actually later I think it is bimbo dog girls at channel 7 telling bank to steal from me, and bank bimbo girls go “ok” – such bitch stupidity going on, it gets worse in 2025, cba steal hundreds off my cc, plus when I get a new cc, the end statements go missing – this is proof enough for me, they are stealing, it is not adding up, so statements are removed from their website - I did request they send them to me – they ignored me. Stupid women at the bank playing “you do not deserve that money” fuck them – I hope they get cancer and die. I have to take bank screenshots every day now so as to prove it - caught them stealing $10 re a retail refunded me $10 (so they personally did not think retailer should refund me, and stole the $10; just deducted it, no "transaction"). So they have been doing this since I moved to QLD, as far as I know, maybe before. $100's. Fuck off you stupid little female dogs. And this is an ongoing copycat problem with every man and his stupid dog in the neighbourhood, including dog computer nerds, wanting to play “you do not deserve that” . Hey feminists: wake up - this is YOUR fault, not acknowledge the truth about women and their patheticness and stupidity. 389. lid to 5L stock pot 390. Ph test kit stolen Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin , mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 396. 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned 397. At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves 398. Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 399. Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 400. Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned 401. Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 402. Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 403. Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 404. 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 405. Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 406. Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 407. Mannequin photo off PC $2 408. Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 409. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 410. Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 411. Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 412. Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 413. Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 414. Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 415. Chook feed from chook yard $5 416. 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 417. 3 trees vandalized $22 418. Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales $10000 419. Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book $5000 420. Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay $20000 421. Coward at flickr deleted and ban me (think all those internet ones related to some Chinese bitch 422. Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis 423. Gin Gin news agency stupid bitch ban me from putting up notices on their public free notice board (landlord related; did not want me to find somewhere else to live) 424. Wikipedia ban, by red head coward 425. The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? 426. Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 427. Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase 428. Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 429. Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 430. Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 431. $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 432. 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 433. 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 434. 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 435. Chrys vandalized $1 436. 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 437. Kale seeds, my big stash with chaff, stolen 2019. In 2021, when I checked RETURNED, I suspect girl from US Netflix farmer ‘restashed’ me, chaff included (they were most definatly not there all 2020, as I purchased 2 other varieties –evil plan to make me appear crazy) so since they been in my seed cabinet, they may have stolen my prizewinning new pink celosia seed, they would have swapped them, so I can’t tell, have to wait and see bout that 438. Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 439. Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 440. Celosia argentea var cristata - Cockscomb SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers, little bee, hunny_bunny_mollys; Netflix uk flowerfight? Anna Avakimova – someone on ebay buys my seeds, whenever they steal my seeds, Sharon Millet at no 9 kooka park, Trigg Nursery, killed her plant I purchased from her as she sold me mislabelled one$150 441. Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 442. Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 443. Clove essential oil $25 444. 2 metal parfait spoons $10 445. Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 446. This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 447. New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 448. 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 449. Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 450. Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 451. another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 452. braided cotton candle wick $10 453. Loctite glue stolen, then returned when I went to Bundaberg post office (they kept me waiting, del, so thieves put glue back in my car, in my handbag) plus was different tube and lid was broken. Post office cunts involved 453. 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 510. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen$80 511. I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" 512. This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS 513. They steal my reminders, my daily outlook reminders - bugger off computer nerd hackers, get a life and stop messing about with old ladies. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park 515. PH test kit from pool $50 516. Hoe (good old one) $50 517. Wifi camera x 2 $180 518. Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 519. Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 520. Fedex stole $26 by saying my measurments were incorrect when they WERE NOT – I know they stole this money, they were copying the other courier in Bundaberg who stole $30 from me at checkout. The trend. Couriers: female thieving dogs. 521. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen $50 522. Metal Boomerang from ute $70 523. Target Mid Brim Raffia Fedora Hat $25 524. My mini sport from my pink Syngonium 525. Large microwave casserole 5quart dish Littonware $200 526. Large ceramic and glass CorningWare Classic Square Casserole 5L dish $155 527. Bag of 50 irrigation drippers, red and black ones $20 528. Bamboo boxes from kmart, I had 5, 1 left, God knows what happen to them all $40 529. Part Almonds and raspberries stolen by Bundaberg woollies delivery driver, so pkt opened, prob heaps more food – Winnifred Hoerr had something to do with it too. 523. Kmart IT Nerds blocked me from my account I had to create a whole new one and waste fucking time 454. Unpicks $8 455. Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 456. Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 457. Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 458. Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 459. 1 reels of tape $4 460. Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 461. Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 462. Good garden trowel $ 463. Wooden dressmakers awl $12 464. Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 465. Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal 466. Back scratcher in the mail 467. Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 468. More pink deformed celosia seed $50 469. Brick $5 470. 2 more luffas $10 471. More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 472. That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 473. That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 474. Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 475. Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 476. Ibuprofen – ½ .80c 477. Another pair secateurs returned 478. (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 479. Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 480. Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 481. Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 482. iPhone charger $25 483. 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 484. 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 485. Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ 486. Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 487. Good pen with string on it $35 488. Glass cutter ? maybe I chucked it out? $12 489. Beige sunglasses $35 490. Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment 491. Floss, later returned 492. Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet 493. Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off (also mops steal items off shelf when they see what is my cart as I shop online - beyond annoying). 494. Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. 495. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) 496. I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer 497. Mad Paws Pet Sitter company stole my time with ‘certificate completion’, only NOT to add me to database $500 498. Tea tree oil stolen from pipette bottle, bedside table (I invariably have tea tree oil stolen over the years, and it’s like they steal it, use some, and then return what they didn’t use, or they just steal a little bit, like tip a quarter of the bottle out and leave the rest. It’s like they’re too tight to buy their own tea tree oil, and “share” mine, I really think the think they are sharing, and not stealing – talk about mentally retarded. Maybe they don’t know where it is in the supermarket? it’s readily available. It’s $8 a bottle. 499. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed 500. Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves 501. Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned 502. Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 503. Microsoft stealing my time with false information and twice paid new edition of Word $500+ 504. Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 505. Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 506. Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 507. Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 508. Good Pen on a string for pattern making $20 509. Yogi marlons dvd for back pain, I bet Cate Rogers stole it. That woman should be shot, bullet to the ear. $30 503. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen $80 504. I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" cost me $600 in 2025 to add more 524. 2 black light cords- 2m long cable with Switch $20 525. 1 black extension cord with piggyback plug $10 531. Wooden chairs stolen x 2 – 1 antique quality one, and 1 quality Woolworths folding wooden chair $200 ANOTHER FORCED RELOCATION TO SARINA, QLD, 4737, AND THE THIEVING CONTINUES, AND AGAIN WITH LANDLORD / REAL ESTATE HARASSMENT FROM YET ANOTHER STUPID BLONDE 530. guy at Reject Shop overcharged 75c, till said it was, so girls scanning wrong barcode when I enter thew shop – the follow me around the shop with their scanners trying to see what is on my list, usual common deliberate tactic 531. Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 532. Blue fringe swimmers $50 533. Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 534. Metal whisk $20 535. Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 536. Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 537. Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 538. My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 539. My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone 540. Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by idiots $10 541. The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 542. Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 543. Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 544. 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 545. Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 546. my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, and geranium great balls of fire seed tray taken then returned with no seed – weird, the yummy pumpkin, also my good Pima cotton that I had been saving since Rangari – the extra super soft and super fine cotton – it was by chance ‘struck gold’ seed $200 547. Bra receipts stolen from my eBay and PayPal, Plus money seems to be on listed in Paypal whether it was stolen or not, I do not know, but I definitely purchased it. 548. Stolen one of my cats chicken in a glass Tupperware container from fridge overnight?, also biscuits disappearing overnight, a few of my crockery suddenly had chips in them over night, eggs missing from the carton, and I found a sponge lying on the floor one time when I got back from posting letters. Locked unit? $15000 549. Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PC possibly $25 550. Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT $30 551. Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS $30 552. Peter Holland re seeds resent – Sarina Australia post is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON 553. Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so) $10 554. Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen $15 555. Ingrid the dog at CBA; giving me runaround for 3/4 hr and putting me through to wrong people and back again – she is the epitome of irresponsible, yet she deemed me ‘too irresponsible’ to give loan too, I have the recording 556. 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling $25 557. 1 rolled frozen chicken breast $10 558. Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) 559. +3 magnification black reading glasses $12 560. Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open $60 561. Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight $5 562. Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand - THIEVES 563. I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer? $16 564. Glue by faulty glue at total tools mackay, I think that dumb accountant followed me around next time I went to Mackay, 2 mnths later $17 565. Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too 566. Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks 567. GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest 568. Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality 569. Tail light broken – hit and run $45 570. Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them- no point – pointless people. bimbo wife stalked me at iga carpark and put sugar in fuel tank, plus stalked on facebook. town bully thugs 571. My entire GumTree folder from my outlook was deleted – I keep every transaction, listing and message – I told you those people are as dodgy as hell 572. More meat from freezer? 573. Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot 574. Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 575. Coles Mackay are stealing by not delivery essential goods that I paid for already on delivery day; so I have to order again and pay the $50 minimum, especially big problem ever since I have been here, 2 yrs now. 576. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality 577. Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023 $22 578. Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 579. 2kg kangaroo mince, stolen 29th, stolen mitre 10 carpark or at the lights by someone on escooter. I reckon stolen by the dogs incahoots with the pet shop in mackay, due to the fact that I thought to myself what a bimbo their staff was, when they gave me incorrect information. Bimbo. I will not be retracting my thought. I cannot go to mackay anymore, they all just steal from me they placed carpet snake on my aircon $20+ 580. Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 581. 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 582. 1 concession stamp $1.20 583. Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108 $25 584. Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS. $350 585. Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central or youtube boys $55 586. 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer $58 587. Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023 $12 588. Apple – big thieves, they turn my iPad camera off when I go into town, so dogs next door can steal food out of my fridge. And Telstra has something to do with it, as often when I have called Telstra / apple / PayPal / ebay – I get the same girl – she is computer nerd DOG. She also has something to do with organising fake jobs providers; getting bullies from my past in life and inserting them in jobs provider positions to do my appointments. Nazis. $10000 I bet so far 589. One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 590. Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 591. 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by idiot dogs) $8 592. Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by moron anti nature idiots 593. Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing 594. Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 595. 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm $35 596. M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervert September 2023 $5 597. Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen $65 598. All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen $200 599. ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN $70 600. ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones? $25 601. LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway $21 602. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 603. Boxfan photos stolen off PC $5 604. Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection $500 605. Another chicken breast was stolen $6 606. Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 607. Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole frozen chicken too. Attention seeking idiots 608. Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer $12 609. Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 610. 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one $10 611. Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute $25 612. Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? 613. Red betta stolen from bucket outside -youtube guy did it ‘keepfishsimple’ – he asked dickhead neighbour to do it, so he did – so stupid plus neighbours at 108 harassing me re feeding fish – they thieves too 614. My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves 615. New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stoeln Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? 616. Rosemary essential oil stolen from bedroom, NOV 2023 later returned near empty, neighbour Jackie is stealing them, I tried to report police 8/2/2024, police refused to record theft, her plates; 049HD6, PC photo stolen $30 617. Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 618. Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet $200 619. Redbubble; A true artists will not stand for oppression, they stealing by hiding my designs from public since 2015 – possible due to theft of my designs? note there are now heaps of copycats of my native designs. $25000 620. 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin? $50 621. 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen $4.61 + $65 in time wasting reporting 622. Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 623. Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane wharehouse 624. Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods 625. Woolworths are stealing if I leave my unit and click n collect, by sending in thugs to my unit when I am not here, then they do signs about it – they are Sarina thieves, all the staff at Sarina Woollies are thieves 626. Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving dogs from Bundaberg 627. Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? 628. Another frozen chicken taken when I went down to woollies to collect groceries, Mon 18th Dec, I suspect new neighbour Jackie, a skinny brunette with a child as partner, she works 7 days apparently then 7 days off, getting bored, these items were taken on her last day here, plus she spoke to me afterwards – dodgy dog - not a cheeky fun little girl you stupid neighbour old men. an evil dog. 629. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond 630. Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen 631. Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the bull I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident (and – you dickhead retailers, wake up). 632. amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! 633. Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths 634. Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not 635. My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table 636. My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email 637. computer hackers hack my computer and break my mouse, so that I have to purchase another one - every 12 months they do it clock work (my new one was damaged and I had to resort back to the old one and hey presto, working fine. No brand, I buy small one, just says 3d optical mouse made in china, it comes in purple or browny 638. centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too 639. Tagetes essential oil stolen - many items stolen in the month I switched to NETFLIX – they are thieves, those so called “actors” – total thieves, they belong in jail. I will never susbscribe again $35+ 640. A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked $55 641. 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings $50 642. Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way $200 643. 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? 644. Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? 645. Black poly elbow with thread at one end – they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit $4 646. Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) – IDIOTS 647. Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced – this was placed in my fridge then stolen 648. 2 bottles my chicken stock? 649. 1 glass air line joiner $5 650. Sleep beanie returned $79 651. Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr – wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process $460 652. Christine Reid’s seeds – mail NARRAWONG Victoria, also proof of purchase stolen off pc $3.55 653. Whole 1 kg pktof Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed $30 654. Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken 655. Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 656. Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 657. Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 658. Daniel Saunders bluesharoom@yahoo.com.au a sabotager of my business, address; SE 8, 100 Melbourne Hill Road, Warrandyte Victoria 3113 aswell as Daniel Breves Ribeiro the faker ($200 short last year) 659. Ray White charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; Molly Dunbaven at RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate – and did, I had no choice but to pay for their shonky building with holes 660. Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers and before that they sent me unrefrigerated items – so off cream and milk 661. Wooden dish drying rack $60 reported 9797954 662. Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera $25 663. Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 664. 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts $15 665. Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time $40 666. Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli $10 667. After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 668. Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes $55 669. Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April 670. Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Daniel Saunders I bet stole them 671. Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory 672. Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen 673. Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges 674. Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay 675. little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? 676. Gumtree theft; whenever I list something gets stolen; listed aquarium pebbles, and lotus stolen. My whole Gumtree folder in Outlook was stolen too. I suspect every single person who’s ever contacted me on gumtree is a thief, and they have figured out that they can be tracked via their Username and so they have deleted all my emails from outlook. 677. Aramax Courier in Mackay wanted $100 to pick up a small parcel thieving little women. 678. Sewing machine thread spool, my spare one, plus one from the machine 679. Marigold ‘sparky mixed’ seeds stolen and replaced with a different variety!! IDIOTS 680. Cinnamon oil missing (149 items) 681. Complied list of every single font – in a ring binder (did it in 2015 – can’t believe it lasted so long – graphic artists are thieves) 682. Sage essential oil taken returned ¾ empty 678. Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ - Capsicum annuum SEED 360. blade and blue pads accessories, stolen from glass cutter 682. stainless steel u shape hose connector for aquarium 683. Key for fuel cap (subsequently put sugar in fuel tank, including yesterday at sarina beach car par $30.99 +tank damage 684 Car camera reversing camera- could get plates from 100m, then suddenly could not, swapped over? $400 685. Googlemaps keep deleting all my reviews, so they are not visible to the public, they are only visible to me – this is extreme tyrannical nazi dictatorship behaviour from GOOGLE. 686. Domain.com, and RealEstate.com, and all the realestates associated with, which I applied for rentals in 2024, dozens, - none of them considered my rental application citing my income as the reason. Considering I receive a standard government income, this is not the reason. All those bitches can go to hell, you are thieving cunts. 687. Someone stole my Coles feedback that I emailed to myself – bloody computer nerds, they are so arrogant and self entitled 688. 1 of 3 yellow squishy massage balls, looks like a golf ball, but yellow $5 689. Scales were stolen swapped over for bad ones, and bread flour stolen, so I think local bakers 690. Tampons – supermarkets get in polyester tampons from Romania or the US, – blatent theft plus disposure of toxic chemicals in other countries in passive aggressive manner. New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest!) Secret location – Note, after probably three months of living here. I suddenly had a dog stalker on Facebook who got hold of my blog and thought they would discredit me by handing out my blog address. (Fucking idiot), but these words Secret location must have triggered something in stupid dog stalker because I suddenly had problems with the neighbours, (14 hurta lane ) items go missing and the ambulance sirens from Gin Gin again starting up. Facebook stalker stupid dog. I hope they get cancer and die (as well as their whole family). 683. Had several items go missing but then turn up next day in the first 2 weeks, so maybe just lost from stress of relocating again? 684. Coles stole shallot, and gave me onion instead – thinking I would not know the difference 685. Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. 686. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 687. Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order 688. Coffee cup people stealing by putting my favourite design set up double price, and making them too tall for my coffee machine $80 689. Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) 690. Dogs still deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable at kmart and Drs waiting room – by making me wait excessive times. Plus they send in female dog who has fake laugh – maybe an app. Bully tactic. 691. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? 692. Organic apple 693. 1.25kg frozen roo mince 694. Another organic apple 695. My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina $250 696. All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs 697. Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 698. After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1” - Saturday, 13 July 2024 700. Australian tax office stealing by purchasing my 2nd hand goods on etsy; so tax is auto taken out, - as I do not have to pay tax on that sale; they spend the money just so I get screwed out of tax. STUPID, really stupid. $150 701. Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000, no refund apun request/tax lodgement 702. Perverts at YouTube deleted my account 703. Facebook fakers putting in fake posts of things I want on marketplace, then refusing me, aswell as businesses discriminating against me, ones run by women - little girls; bowen in sarina, Zomai Hourigan 704. Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing (bidet and motor rotor) 705. I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc 706. Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c 707. App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove CBA, Macdonalds, Brumbys 708. Telstra, centerlink, bauer, dr’s, postoffice, all conspiring to tell me my phone is broken so I have to get another one and pay extra $135 – those dogs thought I underpaid for my original new phone, so co-conspired to force me to buy another one at extra cost, REAL narcissistic dogs. Telstra girl said her name was Catherine Jade – as if real name. 709. Cba stealing weeks later on cc bakery transactions through fake surcharge $1.12, after investigation; stating insufficient proof, after I supplied it, plus no signature at bottom of letter, just ‘Payments Services Utility’ 710. Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little 711. Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE) 712. Magnetic sewing guide, taken off my sewing machine (So many sewing items have been stolen from me over the years it's been quite bizarre, it's like anyone in my local area who can sew (aside from myself), must be a total thief. Literally hundreds of items taken from my sewing room I bet it's bloody stupid bimbo mothers) 713. Staurogyne repens – aquatic plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June Jul 24 714. Photos of unknown Aralia plant from next door -explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 715. no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham 716. sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 717. 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; RACK OFF YOU STUPID DOG 718. coles stealing from me I order shallot they sent me a brown onion and they still charge me for a lotShallot 719. another kangaroo mince stolen 1st sept 2024, girls in pink 720. ‘stand up straight’ outlook reminder stolen 721. Temu refund $15.33 one day then $13.33 next, on all outlook emails, stole $2 & CRAP shoes, trying to kill me 722. 2 flickr accounts again Sept 2024 – attention seeking idiots 723. Chamelaucium ‘Local Hero’ dug up, I do not suspect the local bush turkey, I suspect my neighbours trying to be funny, and breaking the law whilst trying – I hope they get cancer and die 724. Microsoft stealing email access and my time to reset passwords – perverts “We recently received a request to recover your Microsoft account emilyconstancebieman@outlook.com. Unfortunately, we have determined that the information you provided was not sufficient for us to validate your account ownership. We take the security and privacy of our customers very seriously and are committed to protecting your personal information.” – Plus they keep changing my password, they hack my pc, and literally change it 725. These 2 I am not sure 100% :Seed raising mix, part taken, have had to move potting mix / seed mix inside -Seasol, bottle half emptied last night Saturday, car revving near steves mums place? 726. car rear view mirror off this morning, that neighbour been yelling out the last 24hrs, harassing me and beeping, I suspect he knocked it off 727. NOT kipfler potatoes at Veggies unlimited Mackay $10 728. iphone swapped over with phone that has cracks and scratches (3) 729. harassed by centerlink caller today 4 phone calls, she said her daughter was playing with her phone- BULL 730. Sarina Council in cahoots with Mitre 10? poisoned me 7am with sprayers 13/09/2024 – deliberate, still having breathing difficulties? Email I sent to mitre 10 complaining was deleted from my outlook – Simone Sarina Office sarmanager@cporter.com.au, so computer nerds involved - it is a conspiracy. 731. CBA have charged 1 Coles order, twice on cc $245 x $245, they tried on 2nd but I email nazied them, then removed cc, so now I have to transfer cash to paypal before and pay that way – thieving dogs steal if you don’t pay attention ALL THE TIME, including the bank. This is the 5th time I have caught CBA stealing. 732. My car may have been taken out at night and driven up to Mackay? 100km unaccounted Those above things coincide with multiple seed purchase first week october – I am fairly certain they are stealing with one hand, and giving with the other – but not quite making up the difference (by a lot)? 733. Another ½ kg frozen roo meat stolen while I left front door open and got washing out back Friday arvo11th oct 734. Whole Baby spinach plant was taken, prowler last night, and delivery of seed collection related? 735. Whole green tray of chili seeds ‘sweet temptation’ October 2024 possibly co-insiding with rd workers outside? 736. Coles are swapping brisket for cornbeef cut, so mislabelled too 737. Charging cables – suspected local teenagers stealing, plus swapping for faulty ones- I am taking dozens of cables I have had to purchase this year. 738. Cable for waterpick, short cable on 25cm long with aux end 739. Pimelea ferruginea ‘Magenta Mist’ seeds, coinsides with Eddy Tucker and Nindethana order 740. Pink ceramic stoneware lid to small canister from kmart 741. Linda Young, Rupanyup, VIC, 4 seed packs, no money 742. Green hose joiner from outside tap 743. 4th Nov 8am door unlocked apple video footage proving it, with no one seen on camera unlocking it, the neighbour and her dog barking too, and plane - rack off plane you useless idiot. 744. Panasonic lumix camera – the dogs have done something, I line up photo, all is in focus, take photo, then the photo is blurry. Work sabotage; native flower photo competitor sabotaged my camera $1000 745. Large Pink garden hat, stolen out of locked car, police reported 746. Azalea indica 'Carnival Fanfare', dug up and stolen, same time hat was stolen? same time I saw a black dog down near the jackfruit on Sunday 3rd Nov, heading to LL, a friend of LL I whistled, it ran to LL? Killed a roo x 2, arranged on road down to beach. Locals trying to ban me? Cassandra hayes stalking me on facebook and now at neighbours, old man next door. Have blocked her and her family. she probably should be reported to police too, possibly her responsible for putting sugar in my petrol tank at iga and poisoning me at mitre 10. I always get bloody retard dogs stalking me. F-U-C-K O-F-F I think is Sam Taylor, Mollys friend from raywhite harassing me next door too. I have a photo of her up the hill. 747. Grey hose joiner from inside – yeah, well, the cookers thought you were hilarious for stealing this - simplebrain 748. CBA again stole $140 off my creditcard and also stole my screen shot from 10th Nov creditcard statement off my pc 10th November 2024 749. I note dogs on Facebook are working to push fake businesses, and stealing money that way, like fake massage girls, a whole heap of fake mystic "readings" 750. plant notes are being stolen out of Word and reappearing on facebook in different form 751. 4TH November 6:30 pm the same thing happened again I locked the door returned half an hour later to find it unlocked and no evidence on ipad camera of anyone unlocking it 752. Another 2 x ½ kg frozen bag of pet mince stolen from freezer 753. Perfume atomiser with geranium 754. Mackay jobs provider harassment via phone bullying, male this time – prob has blonde bimbo wife 748. 200g rose fertiliser stolen out of new bag that had been sticky taped back up by mitre 10- mackay 749. Brumby's Apricot Danish, lying; madeup flour supplier, computer glitch.disrespectful idiot, channel 9 stole them 748. Possible Dendrobium seeds taken off plant before I collected, as girl did youtube vid on how to sow-typical theft 750. Apple update punishing people who do not have new phones by re moving features, like siri and tab search 751. Sergio Alessandro from Brazil and Mamouni Abdelghafour from Morocco have ban ALL int’l sales on ebay 752. Coles staff are still “withholding” certain foods in my orders 753. 2 of 4 orange 2m long charging cables stolen from garbage bin outside, I suspect fake police vigilante little boys next door in herta lane working for HARIBOL from Amazon 754. team global express Courier, aka Mackay Toll, delayed my parcel or allowed it to be delivered elsewhere and lied about the day that it was delivered to cover their buts or cover the thieving bimbos buts. i think to try and make me look bad for requesting refund - Temu probs 755. stealing in the morning?; Acacia podalyriifolia? Rack off fake ambulance sirens 756. Nutribullet seller from ebay quixma68, stole motor unit by giving me faulty one, only last 11 mnths, not refund - PaymentsinfoAU@ebay.com.au, after they said they would. 759. ebay purchasing my seeds then asking for refunds on them later?? As Ebay order email receipts not coming through on the 30th, I cancel, they do not reorder could be facebook related wannabe doogooders RACK OFF - Or business sabotage; most sellers send it with expensive postage because they don't use a card envelope, so jealousy; jealous sabotage. 758. Target, Australia post not delivery my parcels, return to sender AMAZON ONLY 759. Bob Fox at Pegs Creek $25 houseplant ANOTHER Aus Post PARCEL MISSING -Possible faker do-gooder from Western Australia 360. Spotlight sold me cotton towels that were actually a cotton blend with acrylic – this is theft 361. Retailers are MONUMENTAL THIEVES, they have ‘dogs’ who come to my place and steal after I purchase from them – this has been happening for the last 20 years – they have no morals, no values and are CRIMINAL THIEVES stupid little girls 762. birdseye fish are stealing with 56% flour in their fish – ABSURD GREED 764. Another half kilo of frozen roo meat was taken yesterday Sat 18th Jan, Saturday is a really common day for stealing, so I forgot to lock the back door yesterday as I was distracted by landlord coming over. And its someone who speaks like this “All good hun” 765. Another pair of beige reading glasses, brand new still in packaging, stolen, photo stolen off PC and retailer stole them listing too - .com related thefts. And WAKE UP retailers, make BEIGE reading glasses, so the stupid bimbos stop stealing mine. 768. Apple ipad stealing back features; Tab search in safari, Siri, open file in browser for ‘find in document’ 769. male blonde Endlers out of that first tank, heaps about 30-50 they sell for $6 each 770. aaa batteries? 771. Neutrogena removed my face moisturiser from their product line 778. Arshole next door, went over to Garth and Ally’s and told them to whippersnapper my tree, (I asked if I could plant on their side – she said yes), but her husband whippersnippered it, so I asked him, next time, to remember there is s a tree there, and could he not. So the tree grew back, but 2 days later was gone again. Plus they threw a dead chook on my drive. I am so glad I am not married. Idiots. Beyond me how a woman would marry a child still. 773. black, used, pinkpaint stained, light weight,TARP - 1.7x1.7m, maybe Oct 2024? - just WEIRD, as the bimbos don’t usually take ‘dirty’ items 780. lime seeds (taken from inside house on kitchen table, they were free, given to me. ME). Plus fan front was unscrewed and left on floor. 781. Coles driver or packer stole 1 slice of cheese from Deli Swiss cheese, and left wrapping unwrapped. 782. Coles bakery is skimping on tiger paste (on top of the Tiger rolls) 783. Hillary Hook from North Ipswich tried to sabotage my seller account 784. Theres a dog named Zoe (fake name) who is trying to steal my rental - dogs playing sides (I had a real dog named Zoe as a child.) 785. Cheese taken out of my cart, coles it nerds 786. Temu retail clothing dogs are trying to give me breast cancer with bras that do not fit properly 787. George Grelak from Blakehurst stole 1000 purslane seeds $15.55 789. Cream, or something (?) was placed on my new table after I got back from town yesterday (no roo mince was stolen) wow, they prob stole something else. 790. $2 stolen on 2nd last transaction only, by Pursehouse rural Sarina accountant, who said it was a creditcard recovery fee, and its always been their policy to apply on all cc transactions – LYING DOG 791. Still with train harassment here, although train line is ages away, they still found away to be heard 792. Australian Financial Complaints Authority are harassing me and intercepting Telstra calls and charging me an additional $2 cc fee for no reason, other than theft, as I had complained about cc fees to cba, they keep sending me emails every time they steal from me in this manner FUCK OFF YOU STUPID CUNTs, 7 so far this year, no name on the emails, just Australian Financial Complaints Authority. 791. Photo of my unboxing of Digilex 16L Bottle 8 Stage Water Filter Top Ceramic Carbon Water Purifier, off PC, March 22025, stolen by ebay seller Superpetmaster – as they sent me the incorrect replacement filter too. Not sure why they felt they had to steal my photo of proof of unboxing??? Please tell me? Just weird. I took another photo of it today (minus its filters). 792. Centerlink cunts suddenly refused my Dr’s Medical certificate, to force me to see a jobs provider – in order to “reset” the amount of time receiving medical certificate for health problems. My Dr said “he’ll speak to them” he did 793.Local auto places refuse to serve me at Sarina – backwards small people 792. Stainless steel screw taken out of washing machine during delay wash overnight – microsoft pc security update friday night 28th march 796. Another 1 bag of roo mince from the freezer sat 5th April 2025, ALL neighbours hanging around all morning, to distract me to leave back door unlocked while I was washing and having lunch. (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. 799. Fuel Cap Diesel Locking keys and adding water to my fuel tank, so car goes put put 800. more good large PINK celosia seed stolen when I went to the dr – dr’s receptionists are stealing from me, they were actually swapped for inferior ones. Stolen after I put photo on facebook- people literally leaving comments - message to thief, “yes I will have some too” unbelievable arrogant thieves – self entitled little spoilt brats. 802. 21st April easter mon, 1 of 16 screws taken from my sewing table, plus someone removed a broken safety hook that was stuck in the washing machine in the middle of the day sometime – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID LUNATIC. 803. temu are adding $2-3 on products that are allready in cart they are stealing in this manner 804. don’t want to brandname, so appliance company stole by changing blade to nonheat resistant, so waste of $90 805. decor glass canisters using thin untempered glass that breaks if you hold it tooo tight$24 806. locals not stocking items so I have to pay for postage too, and online - hundreds if not thousands 807. ebay seller CampbellsStore, stated my device was compatible but then said was not – ebay such thieves $17 808. Newly collected native Seed stolen out of car at mechanics (1/4 of the bag)$50 809. Azolla Duck weed, plus Endler fish – stupid little boys 810. Some stupid little bitch on fb local group keeps removing my posts aswell as trying to sabotage my car with car service and mechanics 810. Gov and Telstra stealing from me by fake speeding ticket $483 – not speeding when photo taken:bigger picture, this means no travelling to mackay to sell plants, as they would only cover about less than a quarter of that fine for the whole year, also landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach 810. Robyn Kelly – they doing signs against Glenn Kelly ALP, saying he is going to steal from me or he did, re speeding ticket for NOT speeding $483 811. Cba and Coles Mackay, sugarlands Kensington, stealing from my cc – they are in cahoots, with disgusting delivery driver girl who pours milk in my grocery bags - they are charging my twice for my groceries, on every order. 823. supermarkets stealing in the form of BAD bread 824. looks like mouse and calculater calculations problem, re bank - does not make sense, double check calculations - triple check as mouse hacked, and purchased new mouse, but now working – they do this to get me to buy new mouse – a form of theft, and now time theft. $250+ bank fee, whatever they charge for being accused of theft. 825. Eucalyptus erythrocorys last pkt, stolen by fake ebayer Chez Armstrong, possibly stupid dogs saying they stole all the seeds from my tree at Rangari? taken along with apple. Also email with ebay sale, was stolen, ipad outlook and mail app hacked 826. Large oriental lily bulb stolen; put a photo of it on facebook, next day it was dug up and stolen, it is related, even though I had shadecloth covering the pot. Neighbours behaving strangley. Camera directly on pot: switched off (not by me). Either speak to me directly or FUCK OFF. Stop creating weakness. $40 827. $483 stolen by police via fake speeding ticket; not speeding when photo taken:cannot travel to mackay for FB marketplace plant sales, also landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach. 828. Cba again, placed $187 on my cc (no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, I thought they were returning the missing money from before), but then next day they removed $127 again - no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, just the total available credit was different. Infuriating, I need to know my correct and accurate balance at all times, not just on statement day. 829. $10 voucher from online plant shop – hackers steal voucher codes 830. Cba stole another $127 off my cc today – tried to change banks, all other banks refused my application 831. Coles and Woolworths have started undercutting their weight, all areas, fruit vegetables, and meat. Before they were always over, by a few grams, up to 10 or 20 - now they’re always under by same. I complained – they changed nothing. 832. Big scratch on iPad, I think they did it yesterday when I went to the butcher? Plus pink bowl stolen, so ipad “keyed” all across front. Plus later discovered pebble in my dishdrawer – some one placed it in there, 2nd time. They prob stole food too. useless security camera plus, water in fuel tank at pursehouse when camera on?? – it’s a big deal for them to have to switch my camera off, HA (just had fuel filter cleaned btw, at sarina) ipad keyed after I updated my Daewoo CAR KEYED story, and a few weeks later my blender was “keyed” FUCKING IDIOT neighbours car idiots. 833. This water in fuel tank is an ongoing issue with some stupid twit stalking me, and putting water in my fuel tank – usually only happened when I parked at IGA carpark, starting 2 yrs ago, but last month they did it Sarina Beach, plus came here a week later (on school holidays) and did it whilst parked in my garage. Neighbours guilty. Some abo young boy doing it – I could pick him out of a line up, saw him in carpark. 834. $21.78 stolen by cba -this was a refund issued to me by amazon for a single caster wheel they sent me (a dodgy seller from the uk, selling 4, but only sending 1 PLUS sending wrong size stated in listing – what the hell am I going to do with 1 caster wheel that is the wrong size?), but cba stole the refund money, either gave it back to amazon, or gave it to themselves, but 21.78 is still listed as a transaction refund, it’s just the balance does not reflect it. – stealing in unprovable way except for screenshot. 835. Coles IT change the dried mushrooms, that had Chanterelle's in, replaced with black fungus 836. Large empty card envelope 837. Manufacturers of plastic who sell those storage boxes on wheels, with lids; absolute cracking crap- you ought to be ashamed of yourselves 838. Ebay buyers with fake names, purchasing in order to sabotage (heaps more before I started keeping tabs, usually with the word “fish” in the buyer name) Like what a disgusting little perverted child would do. 6448.frogs, blobby22, gg9546, handley6844, hearobe-2849, jake-a23, jaremoco07, joyce3854, kabr-3536, lamster74, lotfishing, magicsassy, mamabdelg0, playstationdamien, rai2446, razo_7295, smithy1877, sure_643315, zenartworks I am keeping tabs: Ebay STAFF, you stupid twits if you want a competition as to who is the most dishonest- you are going to lose. BIG TIME, you sell faulty items to people, then steal from their homes if they put in a refund – this is THIEVERY. -ebay and .dotcom satellite people do psychological torture for the amusement of their colleagues - they are disgusting evil people. 839. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by Handley6844, Eileen Handley, PO Box 400 Robinvale, VIC 3549 840. $7.90 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by blobby22, Susan Skidmore 15 White Oak Avenue Mossman, QLD 4873 841. $19 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by jaremoco07, Linda Young 19 Stewart St Rupanyup, VIC 3388 842. $16 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Mamabdelg0, mamouni Abdelghafour Duar oled taleb sidi taibi kenitra Kenitra 14000 MA 843. $12 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Talitakum Flowers, Lembang Jl Grand Hotel No 48 Lembang Bandung Barat Jawa Barat 40391 844. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by 4lng05ih, Bob Fox 54b Galbraith Road Pegs Creek, WA 6714 845. $19 stolen via Epipremnum on ebay Gg9546 George Grelak 6 Amy Street, Blakehurst, NSW 2221 846. cassie donnolly from FB stole 1 cup of blood and bone - stupid blonde bimbo who wants to play with me: get a fucking life, grow up, stop harassing me: you belong in jail - up to me I'd be putting a bullet through your ear 847. my blog story “So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater” was changed something missing? 848. I think cba have bean stealing off my cc since 2020 – they changed my card, and the statements for the end of that period are missing? Ebay refunded me $60 for faulty heater and Telstra gave me $60 compensation. I think the bank are trying to make it look like I am confused – when I am not. 849. Glasslock: added to my "stupid" list for not providing replaceable lids for their tempered glassware that will last generations – GENERATIONS (and they are quite expensive) 850. aquarium filter sponge stolen from veranda (4th one stolen over some years) 851. 1 pumpkin from vege patch 852. Still being harassed by bimbos on movies accusing me of being on drugs – fuck off you stupid dogs.(movie deleted later – never happened – such cunts) 853. Redbubble steal my sales money when under $20: so far I have had 3 sales since 2016, have never been paid – they thieves, ALSO sent email: Your margin: US$6.08 (AU$9.35), but online says (AU$8.55) thieves ontop of thieves 854. Brand new GOOD Aquarium adapter for pump swapped over for crap one that keeps falling out of socket $4 855. Pc monitor flui cleaner stolen, I wrote a story about it, then it was returned today, but they stole my pink plate 856. good guys in Mackay beeping me on the telephone ref refusing to refund me my product which is still under warranty - disputed, got a refund, apparently, but more harassment from them, probably they stealing trying to recoup their loss. 857. Ebay order changed in outlook – ebay staff aka Ebony Cosgrove $11 360. Glass jars stolen by dodgy facebook women, then I bought more from woman who tried to overcharge, I think was that girl who stole my wallet at Grave Attire, she has daughter now, let me guess, her name Emily? What a thieving stalking bimbo – I think theres a que now, single mother bimbos. 858. My neighbours in front of me are harassing me with tapping sounds in the morning, usually, and my neighbours next to them are perving on me via kitchen windows, they are also verbally harassing me making sure I can see them – 1 old lady, skinny, and 1 man dressed always in orange. Plus some younger people were there a while back, harassing me at night, they had a fire going, they may have fiddled with my aquarium heater on the verander, and broke it, or even worse turned it up in order to kill my fish, it was around the same time – utter evil STUPIDITY, possibly incahoots with the real estate girl, I saw her there last year, I took a photo of her. Taylor. (btw, those young people were there from guilt, too stupid to realize why they were pissed off, blaming me, when it was them who stole my blonde Endler fish before - A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. And some neighbour is letting their bloody big black dog roam around here at night. YOU STUPID DOG OWNER. (its not Barley) All dog owners are stupid. 859. Microsoft are stealing my video’s quality via Lossy Compression and Re-encoding over years. Significantly so. 860. Amazon re cancelling membership they change it to more expensive one $60 861. Budget beef mince from woollies – not sure what it is but it is disgusting. CRACKED storage box, extra loaf of bread. They are thieves. 862. Pink bread plate stolen today Sunday when Steve asked me to go to his shed and take photos – the thief returned the pc cleaning fluid 863. White bread plate stolen aswell – could be retailer dog related due to dep fair trade and goodguys refunding me – then stealing from me 864. Arnica oil half bottle stolen same time pink plate stolen $50, same thief who stole all my essential oils, but claiming to be a drunk beautician from bundaberg - trying to trick me with identity - STUPID THIEF. plus these last 3 occurred after communicating with liberal politicians? FUCK OFF MICHAEL. But also after eating chocolate outside– jealous bitches? 30ML $70 865. ½ bin full of Potting mix stolen, (my good mix) steve came round and distracted me with stupid questions. Linda Hewitt must be involved in good guys theft? Refunded me then broke into my house and stole $79 worth of my stuff 866. Adapter plug swapped over good to bad (outside on aquarium pump, now it just falls out) 866. car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIME 867. 4 Echinodorus ‘Rose’ - E. horemanii 'Red' x E. horizontalis, (the tall one) stolen, but was mislabelled, actually is ‘Tricolour’ – aquarium industry, the whole lot are thieves 868. Aquarium shops, all of them steal from me, one way or another – they are a total scam. 869. Ebay staff have fake sellers doing product placement, so u wait 2mnths for product (coffee grinder) that was never actually sent 870. Fb deleted my drawer runners listing, no notification, it just vanished, had to redo it 871. Amazon help centre said they would give me a $5 credit for mucking up the subscription – but then never did. 872. Australian website Essentially Australian, fake essential oils – they thieves, operating at Ali and Garths and on FB -could be New Directions doing excess lemongrass and cedarwood oil blends – would not surprise me if this was them? a plot to steal, some fake person on FB doing AI photos of Callitris glaucophylla - White cypress pine, that was Shannan Davies, who also had photo of me superimposed tending marijuana plants – I reported him and my neighbours to police. 873. Next day, after I noted SCAM: 15ml OF THAT essential oil cypress pine stolen 2pm 23rd Sept 2025 while I was doing the washing (1/2 the bottle emptied, plus they left a blue strap on the toilet seat?) $20 fake seed sale Rebecca Jones, 25 Livingstone Street, Yeerongpilly, QLD -HEY BIMBO THAT SALE DOES NOT COVER THE COST OF THE THEFT, maybe they were getting it to test it! Told you. 874. Also more arnica oil was stolen, emptied 875. Korean lacquerware online theft: by search results, so google, etsy and ebay were incahoots to hide the real value of a “compact” inorder to get me to purchase one for $65, when really its value is $25 if that. This is total theft by all online .com, especially google, and including youtube. Ebay steal like this, then try to make up for it by selling my seeds, which may cover some of the theft, but also creates tax hoops. Nuisance. 876. Sand timer stainless steel 877. 1 sewing thread clippers 878. Scissors moved from kitchen to desk 879. 1 brand new unopened sewing tape measure stolen at same time 880. Someone got in day after thefts, and cut lino in 2 spots; saw neighbour hanging around. Related to my Brenda and carpet cleaning story 881. Coles delivery driver stole 2 broccoli from my order, coles issued me a $10 voucher with no acknowledgement of the theft. I guess could have a been a lurker on the verander at night? 882. Beach towel -neighbours, Prob incahoots with stupid kmart trying to product place beach towels fuck off you stupid bimbos 883. Sensor light turned off and camera outside turned to face the other way 884. Apple stole siri, find my keys in latest update 885. car rear view mirror vandalised by 14 Herta Lane, Sarina Beach 886. I'm pretty sure AusPost stole my parcel for ebay customer, said they del when they did not! 887. Big spate of thefts in September by neighbours - In September I got AfterPay - Pay in 4, for Temu order – maybe related 888. Andrew Breckenridge pretending to be Professor Graeme Yorston youtube – involved with thefts, and Mrs Amos, Debbie Tydd (what the) 889. Someone got in yesterday and removed the wedge holding up dishwasher, lucky I saw it 890. 2 frozen chicken breast (frozen is not good compared to fresh – stupid copycat thieves) $10 plus plus future bulk chicken, can't get as steal it 891. Australians on the show Insight, stole my stethoscope so they could product place Apple Watch - fuck off you stupid bimbos 892. Cba stole .75c “international transaction fee” – channel 7 reckons this is greedy opportunists toll money only, and should not be paid 893. My story describing the local men here as stupid young men, was stolen off pc 894. Potatoes: Woolworths, what the hell, refuses to sell roasting potatoes. All their potatoes are Waxy: for stews and mashing. Food shortage. 895. Paypal dickheads help centre run around the call center guy started talking about sex FUCK OFF YOU PERVERTS 897. Australia Post Mackay depot stole my small kmart parcels 898. Apple and microsoft are trying to steal my photos by omitting half in transfer from device to pc plus says wrong type, when is just jpeg 899. My tapo is being monitored and hacked 900. Unbelievable sellers on ebay selling cuttings through the mail! And at extreme prices! That will not work! It is plain theft. Not that I purchased, but I want to mention it! 901. 902. appears to be some retard sitting in a car at 14 Herta Lane, 1020am 25th November, harassing me with beeping - get a life you stupid dog. Do you need councilling? I can point you in the right direction?? 3rd born retard. 903. Blue tack stolen from hose end, by Microsoft computer nerd bimbos -Dural irrigation related 906. Ebay and youtube stealing – Nigella seeds: black seed oil – old seed not germinating 907. Lotus plant stolen from veranda fish tank, plus before some seedlings stolen, about 5, could be ebay girl related, trying to save Brendon who refunded my battery for $6.95 $50 909. Person who hacked my phone had a Wi-Fi name: DIRECT-1KEO:ILCE–6300, and there's 2 more: CAM_ZB978X230202, DIRECT-aiEO:ILCE–6300, - this will be someone at herta lane, go get police 910. Plenty walnut oil not smelling like walnut. Plus something wrong with blackmores codliver oil - farmed fish with pesticides: as hair fell out after scalp application (you idiots) 911. Woolworths for some reason stole $.50 and they didn't deliver my cream they refunded me but they refunded me $.50 less than the amount they charged! I even told them the price. Then they stole the $5 credit and free delivery that they promised me – some nutters there atm. 912. Nothing on my coles shopping list is available - Not sure who, but coles IT nerds have on their website suddenly “share your shopping list” link, and this seems to be exactly what has happened: everything in my shopping list is no longer available - so coles, I do not want to share my list!! stop sharing my list 913. milk companies stealing from Australians by reducing fat (taking cream out WAY MORE than what it was prior 2015), water on my weetbix now 914. large /medium white pipette stolen from outside window- they put slit in bottom of flyscreen and pried pipette out 915. my snazzy diy sauna vandalized by jealous retail dog, zipper broken and nylon ripped -Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 915. inflatable spa punctured week later – so retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent and then this spa. STUPID 3RDBorn DOGS 915. Puncture repair kit – sticker really 918. Sarina Woolworths is stealing my milk and oil from my woolly’s at Ooralea {they deliver, Sarina does not, the locals are not competent enough} 919. Twice now I have been accused and harassed by Telstra for not paying my bill when in fact I HAD paid my bill, then I had to go through all rigmarole to prove that I had paid it. Stop making me into the bad guy you perverts who just like to fight. Plus, pick and see what you want. 920. Silver leptospermum cut off at base of plant 921. Woolworths staff stole this out of cart Help@Hand Tea Tree Oil 200mL 922. 2 jackfruit trees stolen off table out front $40 923. 2 Fishbone fern stolen off table out front $10 - last night, I herd them, after I switched the light out, probably facebook related - 2 people pm me - I would say neighbours Ally and Garth pretending to be Clery Morwood and Rafael Guanais 924. Sarina intojobs.com are stalking and beeping me – harassment, could be them going to 14 herta lane and harassing me, and stealing from me 925. No Coles, I do not wish to share my list! OUT OF STOCK – I think their way of combatting my food theft is to get thieves to purchase exactly what I do, so they can eat it at same time and not get food jealous!! 926. I had another pink bowl stolen, so 2 now in several months. This is related to my stupid neighbours, and the people who hoon around on motorbikes and in cars. I have zero tolerance for thieves NO TAKSEY BACKSEYS, ha. (you stupid idiots this is what incenses you the most: ZERO TOLERANCE FOR THIEVES, so you keep coming back for more, you don’t even know why). 927. www.facebook.com/themorningbulletin ban me from commenting on their posts,- these are the ones that can do something about cba stealing money of cc by withholding money if retailer asks them, as well as charging twice for purchases at coles. 928. 2 Red screwdrivers stolen 2025 929. Someone cut all the chives off the veranda hanging basket over 3 nights 930. Someone from Grasstree Beach who is following me whenever I go into Mackay, they turn off to go to grasstree 931. Dogs on the weekend here again - stole lavender essential oil, they emptied out the whole bottle, left the bottle (was ½ full). 932. Facebook marketplace edit notification alerts are total scan once you have stated what you want you won't be able to find it unless it's at inflated price 933. Fresh herbs! Supermarkets are stealing from people; fresh herbs ought to be cheap, $1.80, not $3.20 934. Lavender infused oil$20 935. Mackay butcher substituted lean mince for veal mince (not lean) – no flavour – blonde dog in store the whole time, then left after I purchased without buying anything, plus she had a little blonde girl maybe 6yrs? who came and stood infront of me, and started at me, twice – I think this is Cadbury related – their chocolate is for 4yrolds that can’t taste the difference. They need to be sued – they are begging to be sued. Plus, then again like all these recent thefts, I have some stupid dog apologizing to me – well NO, I do not forgive you, PAY UP THEN FUCK OFF. 935. 935. . items and still counting I have had to spend $1000’s on padlocks, locks, new keys, CCTV…..security features $3000 So that's 885 items, my list to date, I calculated replacement value is about $22000, and these listed, are the ones that I know about. You know I mentioned on my blog that I have a lot of people, women who just yell out apology to me, like they yell out apologies from across the street, or inside a shop, or behind a tree, or just somewhere where I can't actually see who it is who is yelling out “sorry”. This has happens to me multiple times, and I assume, it's a copycat stupid bimbo thief, who stole something from me, then saw me and later realized she is just a stupid bimbo thief, and so apologised without incriminating herself. The coward she is. Quite frankly, my dear, you can shove your apology up your arse; I want compensation. So not only replacement value, for the thief to pay, I want them to pay compensation for torment – torture, stress, anziety and fear. So, at $5000 per incident, that’s $2,795,000.00 Those stupid thieving dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00 Do you have a daughter? - chances are its her, you bimbo mothers who can't raise a child. So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted. 885 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $22000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all us” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT an evil &^(&^()(*(^& son of a *&%(%%$ I believe this is related to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers? I have on my Blog, photos of stolen items with stories about each, but in 2023, (3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty ^&**& on behalf of wix, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as seeing other people happy annoys them. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 548 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS). I want to portray exactly how ANGRY I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it). Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as now 20years later, I’ve got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little more patience and I would be hair free! I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. People are revolting. I hope the guilty dogs get cancer and die. DOGS ARE REALLY STEALING AND HARRASING ME, trying to make me sound crazy. It started in 2006 after I moved back to Gunnedah from a brief period at RMIT in Melbourne (could be my whole class following me about the countryside? – skanky thieving girls, all of them.) Gunnedah Police do nothing, they are hopeless and bought by the female mafia that runs this country. ACTUALLY, UPON FURTHER new recollections, stealing started after I purchased a Recliner at Harvey Norman, the sales girl, along with my sister stole $2200 from me incahoots, because the girl got away with it then, she has continued to follow me around and try to steal from me wherever I go for the last 20 yrs, she has blonde hair, is short and will be now in her forties. So far, the Police at Builyan have been helpful, but basically, they would prefer to believe that I lose things rather than admit that people in their community – their friends (their kids) are stealing. Since making posters/ forum uploads and comments, naming names and generally kicking up a stink, the stealing has been reduced and items returned, but there are items still stolen from me. Stolen item blurb for Flickr If I catch you stealing ‘red handed’, I have 45 years of pent-up anger - you will not stand a chance. Note: since putting stolen items up on flicker, I have had items returned, - months after they were taken (sometimes years) making a big deal about these little things pays off. There are members of the community that have been around awhile and know perfectly well what’s going on, but for some unknown reason to me, will not talk to the police and NAME NAMES. (it’s often the popular and well-liked people who steal and can get away with it, I don't care who you are, how old you are I HAVE ZERO TOLERANCE FOR ANYONE THAT STEALS ) Don't be intimidated when you hear about the catastrophic stories on the news (most lies anyway), little things that affect your day-to-day life are important too. (I love social media; it really is empowering the people). The Police at Miriam Vale, not only do NOTHING about all these stolen items, but they do not take me seriously at all, and do not believe anyone in my area steals! HOPELESS I also will be ‘willing’ the thief to get cancer and die. (Whole huge new cancer ward was built in Tamworth hospital – SEE) Btw, a long side the theft is HARASSMENT. It is just as bad, and causes just as much anger and stress. Every time I go out, I have someone follow me and they often make themselves known by yelling out to me in someway. Like today (update in 2025, I had my stupid dog neighbour {well what do you know, another short blonde}, - she is currently using loud music to try and manipulate me; like I am trying to set up a car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES – so the dogs who follow me DO NOT WANT me to have a car camera – they would be totally busted and HUMILIATED, so they break my camera (it cost me over $500 so far). So, those people following me and harassing me, are contributing to my death via stress ad anger, so in return, I hope they get cancer and die. I have noticed whenever anything is stolen from me, there are often strange animal type noises and once, I saw someone on a motor bike, with audio equipment strapped over chest – playing kookaburra noises in the bushland– what an idiot, I think it was Heath Barwick, skinny legs and no shoes. Like relentless harassment. 24hrs a day harassment by unwanted bullies. I also have a planes that fly over my house and seem to follow me around wherever I go (I have no idea why, I do not know any pilots, but sometimes they would spray pesticides over me and my house). And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at all-girls school, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina, Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (Don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the blonde bullies at bay. (Why are they always blonde?) WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE Also, I started a Flicker group with photos of stolen items. People notice things out and about, you would be surprised. Parents of Australia – you have failed, it is very easy to instil good values in a child. Life is a bitch; I recommend NOT having kids. (I really am a happy person, but I intend to do something about the thefts and harassent) My email is farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com Retailers stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice – btw, I have a clear and precise mental picture of that girl – you are going to have to pay sweetie, big time, watch out short blondie mouse – btw, she looks like the shooters girlfriend, Mark Eveleigh, who is familiar with my farm property, she also worked as checkout chick at the reject shop and stole from me there aswell. But she could be this girl that was my assistant for about 3 days, in a fashion place in Sydney, same look, mousy girl, she gave me a lift one day and charged me $2, very odd, and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole Mambo labels in a sneaky manner, can’t remember her name unfortunately – she may have stolen all my white 500ml coffee mugs? bimbo} But I literally mean following me home and steal from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen and there was very suspicious and dodgy staff who would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, they would plot traps to try and piss me off, so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos (and I have been advised they are on cocaine). Over a 10-year period they stole from my house, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10-year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here. I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dogs) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Actually I have a story about what happened; on my way over to Tamworth, after, I guess it was about 6 years of stealing, I really started complaining to the police about it because I could see I was being victimised and targeted, and it was most definitely a police matter even though the police are too stupid to see or do anything about it. Although after thinking about the whole police situation I have decided it would make sense that they have no idea how passive aggressive people work in these matters. They are only used to dealing with loudmouth drunken troublemakers with violent tendencies. BUT what happened was there was this phenomenon of fake road workers ON MY WAY TO Tamworth (looking back over the years this is been going on ever since I can remember, I think it’s Council who employs ‘unemployed boys’, young men, to give them something to do. They put on these Fluro shirts then stand on the road with witches hats - half the time they are not actually doing any roadworks at all. I once I saw them just standing around doing nothing, another time they were just sweeping the road literally with brooms! Occasionally they actually do roadworks, but often they do it on sections of road that had nothing wrong with it in the first place -so there’s a whole heap of problems going on in Councils related to roadworks) Anyway, so every 3 months or so when I drove over to Tamworth Bunnings, after about 6yrs, roadworkers starting to appear, and I would always get stopped by these fluros - I didn’t notice at the time, but they had an aim, there aim was to get me to stop and look and connect with these road workers who had stopped me – the lollypop man. If I paid no attention to those fluros, as is typical behaviour, I would later come home to discover flashing clocks and items stolen. But if I did look, then I would have nothing stolen that day. So, this is their game. It is a cat and mouse game for them, kind of a punishment with items stolen for being single. And fuck them! I have the right to be single without having any items stolen!! Fuck all the people involved, there was a lot. Including LifeLine in Tamworth (like, one time I was trying on some glasses instore, I get home to find my reading glasses were stolen, I am sure this was related to my trip instore, the radio was on - it is centerlink Jobs provider/ radio related). CUNTS. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts; Honestly most people have absolutely no idea how truly revolting some women are, they are disgusting creatures, especially ones that work in the radio industry where they can remain anonymous. COWARDS. I believe those cunts are still a problem today in 2025 – they tried to poison me at Sarina Mitre 10 with pesticides. I hope you all get cancer and die. I am proud to be single, and who the fuck do you think you are trying to force roadworkers onto me? Having said that about Bunnings Tamworth, I’ve recently noticed while looking back over the years, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers – seems to be the on trend 2015 onwards, “culture” of retailers to try and steal from customers, anyway they can. The culture of thieving retailers. The climate of thieving retailers. The trend of thieving retailers. I will go so far as to say ALL in Gunnedah and Tamworth try to steal from unsuspecting customers. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless not only because they just turn the power off, but in 2020, I am fairly certain they have new technology to hack cctv and remove footage of any saved video including one your watching playback?-I’m not sure how they would possibly do that, but I witnessed it, footage there one minute gone the next. I believe they can do it with the underlying mission being “we want to protect all stupid bimbos, even if they steal from you Emily” - computer nerds being stupid computer nerds. But now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy, so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out, and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or even hanging the washing: cameras have to be on (aswell as while I am in the shower on shampoo day). As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country? So many people who steal from me, it’s so ludicrous. But then in 2025 they started hacking my devices: iphone footage deleted, Tapo security camera images appearing in photos without me doing it – they get hacked all the time – a hobby of young men; hacking womens devices and home security cameras – never put a camera in bathroom area or bedroom or anywhere else considered very private. It is so obvious that this country has got some major educational problems, which create rebellious people who steal, and think that it’s perfectly normal and okay to steal from somebody, especially when they’re not looking. Like what do I have to do to get bimbo mothers and school teachers to wake up and start doing things the right way rather than the wrong way? Anyway, I recommend not having kids. It was either Coles or Woolworths (my chosen grocery providers) who heard about what was going on with all the stealing from retailers. Their advice was to only shop at Woolworths and Coles, because anyway food is the most important thing, especially if you’re low income like me, so that is fairly good advice, although it still shouldn’t be happening (but like Coles and Woollies are innocent, I am constantly having problems with them both, their IT nerds are always removing my products from my cart, aswell as stating “out of stock” when I know they have some in stock at the local, other things too… they are mongrels. I have noted over the years, well, I first noticed it when I went food shopping after I moved up from Sydney to the farm, and no money at all; I started to notice in the supermarket, things that were on my list, started to be on special with a yellow tag. I also noticed at Rangari, when I needed certain plants, food plants, as I was building my garden, I suddenly was able to find them online. There’s a few other things as well over the years. And while those things certainly were good, and helpful at the time, but, due to a few other negative things that I suspect those “helpful” people were involved with, mainly, including thefts, in particular food thefts, I would just like to say now to those people; if you think you’re going to get some sort of praise and gratefulness from me, you are greatly mistaken, you little fucking COWARDS. To do these things anonymously, does not speak highly about you and your character at all; you are a weakling, and you involved yourself in my life, without my knowledge, permission or even my request, you did it on your own power tripping conscience. So, if you think I owe you anything, think again you stupid little dogs, I do not owe you a goddam thing. And it’s not like now I suddenly have lots of money – you bimbo idiots. Of course, I suspect my neighbours even here have something to do with it still. The guy’s name is David Hooker, he built this house, my house (Cates house), he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see, there are some holes. However, I know my landlord is a bit of a bully, and has certain female tendencies that will create problems in such a build. But why he has to take out his annoyance with her out on me, tells you a lot about this person. And I suspect he or someone in that house, his son, daughter or wife, Sharon Millet, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as David Hooker or someone in that house part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since, again, it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal and be naughty (the way they were raised, a bad and hopeless mother. Actually, I suspect all these thieving problems are landlord related, although as a renter all my adult life I really have no comparison. But before I started renting, I didn’t have any issues with theft. No one stole anything. So, I can only assume it’s landlord related, and yes, I totally agree with the current flavour of the month Tom Cashman, who requested a reference from the landlord after his application for a rental had been approved by the real-estate girl. Apparently, the rental girl got back to him and revoked the application, said ‘you’re no longer approved’ - silly tool of a little bimbo Real Estate girl. Wake up sleeping beauties. I mean I could really write pages and pages and pages of antics that landlords get up to (and have done so, later in my Life Stories) most, are absolutely disgusting people who have, when it comes to their tenant, no morals, empathy, or respect for. I mean actually this is such a huge and obvious problem that it’s any wonder the government hasn’t actually done something about this. I know the current laws really favour the landlord and do not favour the tenant at all, aside from the basic stuff, like you can’t just kick a tenant out if they have a lease. But you know there’s really nothing stated in the laws how landlords must not steal from their tenants, I mean they omit that basic stuff - you actually have to S-P-E-L-L it out. There are no laws about how landlords must not use their tenancies as personal power tripping dogsbody… I really could go on and on about how fucked landlords are, and how they use their position of power to ‘lord’ over a tenant. And how, if they can’t, such as in my case, then they ask you to leave, because really all they want is someone they can ‘boss around’ and control – truly I have encountered landlords just like this – they are literally insane. (I do believe this ‘control’ issue, and no respect for others, is a mental health issue) And young Real Estate girls who are usually in charge of rentals, are the very worst, they are often used as ‘tools’ by landlords because they are young and naive. They have little understanding about powerplay and being used as a reflection. And their need for multiple references, from sometimes, people who lie steal and cheat is just plain stupid. You want to know something about me ASK ME. Btw, I am an excellent tenant, keep the place clean and tidy, always pay my rent, just don't come around here to try to order me about - you will not like the response, I am not the mouse. Some nerve landlords have. I do have good references, just don’t ask for the current hotheads ones phone number, she has a lot to lose if I move. With all this persecution that goes on, apparently, it’s much worse if you have an arshole father, who has done the wrong thing by people - they later seek revenge on his kids. Lucky my dad was a ‘jolly’ type person! to everyone! (Although I don’t think he fully understand his role has a husband, and that women need protection in life, (I am talking about not only protection from ‘bad’ people, but also on a spiritual level, there is intangible stuff that goes on) Most often it’s the protection of just being present. But he did have a very strong worth ethic, and wanted to be a good provider, he went to work every day, rain hail or shine. When my mother got sick, he was able to take all his accumulated sick days, over his whole career, and use them to look after mum, he had about 18 months’ worth or something like that. If he is guilty of anything it’s simply not paying attention. I have noticed a lot of people do not know how to pay attention. Also, I am certain that he used to drink, aside from social reasons, but in order to punish his family, because it wasn’t going quite the way he wanted - even though he never complained, I don’t think I can recall him whingeing about anything ever, actually. He was not a drunk, but he fully embraced the bear culture. A culture which I will never understand, and I consider weakness (patheticness). (This paragraph is a rewrite; the original was deleted too) And by the way, apparently the same thing happened to me at school involving sports, happened to dad when he was at school, Newington - it’s quite extraordinary how, what happens to your parents happens to you - that’s why it’s important to talk with them or your kids about your life what you’ve been through, so the bad stuff doesn't keep happening. Just thought of something bad to say about me – I am hopeless at flexibility, as in gymnastics - I recall as a 9yr child, we had a gym - the town has spent a huge fortune on the local gym and equipment - was a political thing. I’m pretty sure I much would’ve preferred to go dancing, but anyway, at gym, I was completely hopeless - I mean completely, could not even touch my toes. I don’t know how I could possibly be so bad at it, I had a small petite frame, alike many good gymnasts. We had ‘cards’ we had to pass, and myself and one other little girl, Elizabeth Donnelly, we just couldn’t do it!! All the other little girls past 1,2 and 3 within three weeks, but by the end of the year Elizabeth and I, still hadn’t passed card 2! We got stuck on the bend back! Elizabeth had a big frame (not fat in anyway) but you could understand why it may have been difficulty for her, but not me, just couldn’t do it. J I also tried to play the drums at boarding school - completely hopeless - absolutely no skills in this area whatsoever. I thought of another area of weakness – my facial recognition skills are not crash hot, pretty much my whole life without being able to recognise people, however I can often recognise someone by their whole silhouette, particularly if they don't change their hair, so their height, and the way they walk. But face, not really, I don't think I'd even recognise my face, if I saw me walking down the street! AND - why would you push a child to do something that they obviously have no ability to do? Elizabeth and I spent a whole year hop-popping about in gym, trying to do something that we couldn’t do - it was ridiculous, and a total waste of our time, and has probably impacted my general outlook on life, hop-popping around is fine! But you know what, I recall meeting one of my childhood friends, in gym. It was one Saturday morning; all the girls were seated on the ‘new’ gym mat that covered the whole floor. This girl ended up sitting next to me, and the topic amongst the little girls, came up of adoption, and Anne, her name, announced that she was adopted, and I thought she was lying because we just had been talking about it, could not be a coincidence, I didn’t believe her at all - I was very sceptical, I’m not entirely sure why as a young nine-year-old, I was so sceptical? So, she insisted that I asked her mother, and I’m like OK. So, after gym she took me out to the carpark, to meet her mother, we had the discussion through the car window, and indeed it was true, she was adopted, and that was the beginning of a friendship between Anne and myself, plus I did get to know her mother quite well after spending many hours at Annes place playing. Plus, Annes parents became good friends with my parents – many BBQ Chickens together too! Anne and I did have a lot of fun, they nicknamed us the Giggling Gerties! But I do recall Anne was a bit of a nazi; I wasn’t allowed to touch anything on her dressing table or any of her toys in her room! they all had to stay in their perfect place lol! J Someone told me that I was a bit of a nazi to (as if), and in fact, that together we must’ve been a direct reincarnation from old Germany, which would explain why we spent our whole childhood giggling our heads off, as we were no longer nazis but now little girls! Lol (it was the funniest thing I had ever heard!). My personal product placement (no associations!) - Intertek Group - you are BRILLIANT (inflatable spa people, there business mission “Born to make the world ever better”) !! And Apple Tag – genius (no more stolen items) OMG Apple are genius -no less than 5 apple devices! And, sea-electric.com (Electric Trucks) – saving the planet 1 truck at a time! Outstanding luminous people! ABOUT P1 NEXT About P1(this), About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22, Top

I need to mention it was dad who jumped off the bemo in Bali, at one of the stops, after a Balinese man had grabbed his son, (my little brother) and dad raced down the street after this man. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, Life Stories P17 1. After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me One morning I had to pop into the local little shop down the road, as we had run out of milk. I was eating my cereal, and was wondering why it tasted sooo good, and I realized it was the milk. The label said Peel Valley Milk, and the address was Tamworth! I was quite surprised about that; one does not associate Tamworth with dairy industry. But they had a farm on the lush river banks South East of Tamworth. I was so impressed with this milk, I had not tasted anything like it, and it was just plain full cream milk, so I called the business and asked where else I could purchase from, they gave me the places and I told them, best milk I had ever tasted. And that was that. But since, I have been followed/ hounded and harassed by, I assume it was the son of the owner of that business? I mean talk about social retardation. I’m pretty sure he did something to the milk once, he sabotaged it in some way, can’t quite remember the details now. I recall later there was blue cheese in the milk. But looking back, this has been typical behaviour of a lot of business’s, and their disrespect and arrogance has crossed the line too many times, and I am now expressing my total loathing of these morons doing this bizarre behaviour behind my back. None of them bother to even speak to me, they just follow me around and do retarded things. Once I heard a girl defending these idiots, stating, “Well it’s just natural predator behaviour”. I can assure you stalking a woman and acting like a socially retarded buffoon IS NOT NORMAL. I mean, maybe it is normal for the typical Australian non-thinking young male - but that’s what I am saying, it should not be accepted behaviour, and only goes on because of inadequate child rearing. And btw, this socially retarded behaviour is not restricted to men, I have witnessed many stupid women acting the same way. If you don’t have anything to say to my face, then fuck off - don’t be such a socially retarded buffoon. Btw, after I moved, I was no longer able to get this milk, and now all the milk from the super market is disgusting, not sure what they have done, I suspect they have simply removed more cream than they should, (as it sells at a far greater price) Although someone told me it is a PH thing, the balance has to be just right, and if it is too acidic, it has yukky after taste. Can’t remember the last time I had a decent cup of coffee, and I have given up completely eating cereal. I find now if I purchase additional cream and add a teaspoon to my coffee, this greatly helps. 2. Pro a Purring Nation Every flaming movie; either a car, a boat or a train, BEEP BEEP. Why does the movie industry have a complete obsession with tooting horns? ‘Especially at the very beginning of the movie, during the starring role credits, or just after. Not only cars, but boats, trains, buses and ferries. I have noted such an over use of the car horn in the movie industry that I’m beginning to think Sound editors who work in this industry have mental health problems, or at any rate perhaps have reverted back to their childhood, for it is a child who likes to go round blowing horns, blowing whistles and generally making loud banging noises - particularly little boys. We are sick and tired of hearing car horns in movies. By the way, when you’re learning to drive, it says in the little RTA book “car horns should be restricted to use of when warning pedestrians of oncoming traffic”. So that’s it! This implies, that at no other time, should a car horn be sounded. (Although of course commonsense or to be applied if for instance, a car started crossing over into your lane, beep beep). But really and truly, the beeping that goes on in the movies, happens just so we know that it’s a street scene - you know, we are not morons. We do not need to hear a car horn to see that it’s a street scene. So please start using some thoughtful and creative sounds. And encourage viewers, the common man, to not be willy-nilly beepers, and to have some thought for other people and surrounding animals, who, like peace, quiet, and tranquility. Pro a purring nation. 3. North Queensland, first week Impression North Queensland. I’ve moved up here recently, and it’s like I’ve stepped back in time 20, 30, maybe even 40 years; people still smoke, there’s not only 1 tobacconist in this small 500 persons country town, but 2! And, Queenslanders; we no longer put our septic overflow into the local creek! Do you not have any thoughts about the local wildlife or flora? {I have to add, if you choose to be organic, that is, don’t put any chemicals or rubbish into your body, or down the toilet, or down the sink - then the overflow of a working septic is pretty healthy, and most plants will flourish in that water (no-where near drinkable though, and most water animals/insects will not flourish there either). But I recommend, if you have your overflow, flowing into the local creek, as the set up here in this rented block of units does, do Australia a favour, and go organic, it’s easy and cheaper overall. All you have to do is choose the low phosphate washing powder (Biozet), throw all your chemical cleaners out, and purchase tea tree oil only, use that as a cleaner instead of everything else. Vinegar too is useful. Simple. I also encourage to avoid processed foods with artificial preservatives}. Also, Landcare volunteer groups still haven’t ploughed throughout the land clearing all the exotics, so Queensland is rife with exotic plants, like Lantana – huge patch of it just outside Rockhampton on the HWY. You know, all they have to do is wait till it flowers, - March/April is often a good time, then send out council mulching trucks, have one person saw the bush off at the base, (easily spotted, because in flower) and another responsible one, paint the trunk stump with glyphosate, then mulch the bush in the truck, then take it to local landfill for composting. Simple. Maybe Rockhampton council does not have mulching trucks – have you seen them – they are brilliant, they had them in Gunnedah; basically, any size branch they cut down, (like gums under powerlines (der fred)), they feed into the truck, and it mulches all of it, ready for composting or garden mulch. But then it rained here! And rained and rained and rained, all bad things forgotten…. And, look what I saw as I was finding a photo of a mulching truck: Electric trucks – awesome, I can’t believe it! I am so impressed with Victoria - Clean trucks! You know, I think I have developed an allergy to unleaded petrol exhaust fumes, so toxic (more toxic than cigarette smoke btw, way more, yet no one is doing cancer warning on fuel caps). Read about them here https://www.casey.vic.gov.au/news/electric-waste-trucks-arrive-casey https://www.sea-electric.com/ https://photos.app.goo.gl/Ri5HketZD2Sz954v9 4. BBQ Chicken and used Oil story I put an add on Gumtree with this chicken asking if anyone knew where to get one, as according to Google search, there is nowhere up here, in North QLD area, that sells BBQ chicken! I recall at least every second weekend our family and friends, many other families, would grab a barbecue chook and some fresh bread sesame rolls from woollies, then off we all would go to the picnic spot of our choice for that weekend. Tasty and cheap for the whole family! I think people are definitely missing out up here in North QLD, because there is nowhere you can buy a BBQ chook. Nor are there sesame rolls in the local Woollies or Coles, not even poppy seed rolls either! Perhaps no one picnics up here. BBQ Chooks proved to be so popular in our town in fact, that there was a little shop that popped up across the road from our house, called The Tender Hen, where they would sell purely barbecue chooks! I think after our family dispersed; the shop had to close down! What I did notice, up here, instead of barbecue chooks, there are a few take-aways that sell fried chicken pieces. I just wanted to write this little next bit, because I don’t think many people know this, or if they do know about it, they don’t want to know about it, so tend to forget it. So, this is a reminder; when you repeatedly heat oil and cook with it, the chemistry structure of the oil changes and it becomes “yuck”, really you can only reuse oil twice, and then you have to throw it out (or recycle it -I believe there are home enthusiasts who can use the oil in a ‘home fuel set up’ {?}). I know if I’m tempted to eat a takeaway with fried food, I suffer majorly from heartburn after eating it. And I know I should not be eating it at all. Also, it is my opinion that using well used oil causes other major problems associated with heart, and dormant skin cancers like skin moles, and possibly dormant cancer cells too which can sit for many years without developing into a cancer. So, when they say cut down on fast-food, you should actually not eat ANY fast food that has been deep-fried, unless you know the oil is fresh, which I bet it’s not, because who can afford to put a fresh batch of oil in after every fry. In case you’re wondering how they cook barbecue chickens, this is the method where they put them on a skewer, and then they are rotated in an oven that has hot air blasting through it over charcoal. And it creates a lot of oily smelly fumes that come out of the air vent, which people in a built-up area would be opposed to, but I’m pretty sure they could come up with filters to combat any smelly fumes. I lived over a chicken shop for 2 yrs at Pendle Hill when I was 18 working at Bonds, and that’s how they did it. No filters. I had to wash my clothes at night after work, once they had turned off the oven, as the clothes line was directly under the chimney stack. It was pretty stinky and yuk. Update: A couple of years after I wrote this, I saw somewhere, (maybe Facebook), that Woollies STILL SELLS BBQ chooks! All stores still do! (I always order online, and they are not available online for delivery, dam it!) So I made a special trip in store - (which I never do, not since online deliveries started), just to get a BBQ chook. But I decided I don’t like their stuffing, it permeates through the whole chook, and makes it taste “processed”. Nevermind. 5. How to quit smoking; I’ve did it so many times I know how to do it. This paragraph was stolen, I have to rewrite it. First of all, go and buy some chewing gum or bubblegum, get a flavour that you really like. (my preference was orange). Actually, I recall I’ve written this twice now, and twice it has been stolen off my blog. Twice. So, for the third time this is how you do it; (it’s still really difficult, even if you know how to do it) So, second of all, you’ve got to actually want to quit, you have to see yourself in the future not smoking, and being clean and sweet smelling. Most people try to quit smoking, and so they go for a few hours, maybe a day or two even, without smoking, then they start having cravings, and they just start thinking about cigarettes all the time, until they finally give in. So, the key turning point, is that initial thought, that tells your brain that you want a cigarette. You have to recognise that thought, straight away when it occurs, (learn to pay attention to your thoughts), and then you have to change that thought into a different thought. So, I found it helped to say, well, to yell to myself, at that point STOP!! (Not out loud!) It’s really all about mind control, and basically you have to be totally Nazi with yourself. I found that I couldn’t think of anything else, when the urge to smoke was so great, so I had to write down 2 other things that I could think about when I needed to think about something else (so I wouldn’t have to think too hard of something else at the crucial time, you want to try and make things as easy as possible). Actually, it was so long ago now, I can’t even remember what I thought about, I think it was a nice family holiday memory that I had in the past. So, when I really focused on this method, it worked, and I think by this point I had tried at least seven times to quit for real, it was a case of ‘practice makes perfect’. If you have a spouse who can also turn into a Nazi, if you feel like having a cigarette, I’m pretty sure that would work quite well too. If your spouse smokes, forget about it, it’s not going to happen for you - you both have to do it. There can’t be anyone around you smoking. Same with friends, you have to dump them, or give them the ultimatum, they have to get out and leave if they want to smoke. It’s time to toughen up. I wouldn’t stand anyone in my life, who smoked. As soon as I uploaded this, I noted my other neighbour started to smoke too! Perhaps a girl rebel! I did notice at one point some years ago in Gunnedah and Tamworth, girls would come up to me and light up a cigarette, then not smoke it, they just wanted me to smell the smoke – cunts. Out of curiosity I just looked up the price of a pack of cigarettes on Google, and oh my god, I nearly laughed my head off; $25 a packet expecting to reach $40 within a matter of a few years if not months. Well, you just got to be a plain sucker to smoke now, don’t you? stupid. DO IT And by the way, if you smoke, medical people and the annoying powers that be, later, ‘use’ that against you, and may deny you medications, even if you used to once smoke but have not for years. And if you get cancer due to workplace contamination, and there is a big court case - you won’t be able to get compensation because you’re a smoker. So, for these two reasons alone, it’s probably a good idea, not to smoke. To add to that further, there is now discrimination by the “Miss Goody two shoes” type; like in primary school, you remember those girls who were teachers pets and good little girls? So, some female doctors especially who were like that back at school, are today like “well your smoke, so your bad, so you can’t have any medication” - primary school mentality. This really happens I have experienced it! And other people have experienced it too, but in more serious circumstances, like lifesaving transplants and the like. (I personally image, if your overweight and or not attractive, like old, there will be discriminations there too. Little girls in the health sector discriminate against everything and anyone.) I should probably say, when I started smoking my 20s, I wasn't really heavy smoker just one or two every day for about 10 years. Usually after work on my drive home. Then in my 30s I kind of increased a lot when I didn’t have much money to eat. This was before price hikes, so they became food substitutes. (I hate to tell you; high prices possibly could have been my fault!) So that also prompted me to quit. So, I don't think I was even a heavy smoker for more than 10 years. I had planned to stop after seven years anyway; in my 20s’ I determined that its long-term smokers that will do long-term damage to your health, so I estimated that it was 7 years. Safe to smoke for 7 years! So, 7 years came and went, but I still felt healthy, I guess only 1 or 2 is different from heavy smoking. But it was a little more after that, I think in 2006 that I recognised a slight change in my breathing one day. So, that was the final straw: I am to quit. Image above; I rem ember at school one time, trying to draw a love heart, and my attempts were completely pathetic, out came this totally mis-shapen, ugly fat uneven heart. It was quite surprising what little drawing skills I had. About, I guess it would’ve been 20 years later, I needed to draw a love heart, oh that’s right, it was for a design going on the front of a canvas beach chair. I drew it up, I guess thinking about it with a little more clarity and focus, than what I had when I was teenager. I stood back and I was quite surprised, I loved it! Quite frankly, I thought, I’d gone from the most pathetic drawer of love hearts, to one of the best! I love the shape of this love heart! (And no, I am still not gay). The design inside it is from my textile “clouds” collection - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. 6. Demure and Respectful Not Winning I have noted in Australia, a lot of loud mouth bully type people are allways the ones who win, as in, get the job or promotion or are picked to be ‘as right’ when someone is pitted against someone else. It is a little odd for me to fathom, as in my experience at school, those loud mouth types of people, were really not the ‘thinking’ types. At one point in my late 20’s I did some sewing alteration free-lance work around the central coast Retirement homes. I visited pretty much all of them in the area, and one thing I noted, was the old women in the ‘nicer’ type homes – more modern ones, filled with light and comfort mod cons, always had that personality type of being loud and confident, whilst the women I visited in the more older style ‘dungeon’ type units, were really very demure, respectful, and without a fighting nature. A sad but true observation. But and not wanting to seem ungrateful, as I look around at my dark and moldy unit, (all 36m² of it – really; 5m x 7.3m), I think, maybe I’m just not loud enough! J {I am thinking of campaigning for a big glass sliding door and patio out of the back wall…. – would make all the difference, as at the moment that beaut garden view is totally wasted with only a teeny high window (?- what were those builders thinking). Although, perhaps this place could be 2 straws short of being condemned, and most likely is in the need of an investor to purchase, for a complete reno to replace the entire crumbling back wall. See my wishfully thinking quick (out of scale proportion) edits above. It is obvious to me that this complex was built with greed and not love. Unfortunatly rentals are so hard to come by, landlords don’t have to do anything anymore}. I noted this happens in politics too, one term a ‘nerdy’ type wins, then the next a ‘loud mouth’ type wins – very odd. I think this comes down to fear in management, fear of people who are loud and are willing to make a scene, and so management just gives them what they want in order to avoid a scene. If you can see any situation in Australia that’s completely backwards and wrong, this would be a number one reason why. I guess what I observed most in the workplace, is those women who are bullies and work in packs, like dogs - they’re the ones who win, and people who stand on their own, and can think on their own without being manipulated and influenced by others so easily (I say so easily, as everyone is manipulated by everyone sometimes, it is human nature), but they are the ones that lose. This is a very true phenomenon that I’ve witnessed over and over and over again, I have experienced it, and have seen it happen with other people. However as soon as I write this, in fact as soon as I have observed this to be true which was way before this point of actually writing about it, there are dogs doing a whole big thing about how easily manipulated I am. So, they take whatever I say or think, and do the opposite to try to discredit me, but I can assure you what I said above is pretty much the way it is, or at least has been, I guess there are many workplaces out there, and so I’m hoping there will be some that don’t function in this dysfunctional way that I have witnessed. Oh, I did see the dogs try to do this aswell, to my little brother. I was talking to him once, a long time ago now, and he was telling me about one of his co-workers who was bloody hopeless, and was someone who always wanted to sit back and let everybody else do the work, would try to get out of doing as much as possible, but still wanting to take the credit. And the next thing you know, there were dogs on the ABC, saying ‘oh this person works hard as hell, it’s not true what my brother said’. I had to laugh, because my little brother is not someone who would just make up a lie for conversations sake, he wouldn’t see the point of making things up - unlike the dogs on the ABC who do ‘stories’, all the time for money. They were trying to protect that slacker, he most likely had a wife that worked at the ABC or she was friends with someone at the ABC, such is the way it goes in Australia, by going on television and stating my brother lies, to the world. STUPID DOGS. And I think those are the same DOGS who did signs to my neighbours… ones that, manipulate them into stealing from me by saying I steal things. As if I do. So, they ‘egg’ my neighbours on to steal from me. I think there is a little fucking blonde stupid bimbo who does it, meddling mary who can’t mind her own fucking business, and she’s been doing it for about 20 years, and I think it’s the same dog that manipulated my landlord into closing my shop at Grave Attire. SAME STUPID BIMBO. Fuck off your stupid 3rd born dog. She could be from JJJ radio – never listen to the radio. And I guess I should mention also winning and losing, is directly related to a second person. So, if I’m negotiating with someone at market, and I say ‘you can have it for XX amount’, and the person says ‘no, I only want to pay X amount’, so no sale, but, if there was a second person standing next to me who said; ‘no, no it’s worth XX’, then I would always make the sale. So, if that second person is missing, then I wouldn’t make the sale, and this is the same in many situations in life, not just at market selling goods, but you really need 2 people, in order to win anything in life. I want to say, this is also not a ‘weakness and strength’ thing, you can have one solo person strong as bull, it does not matter, you physically need that 2nd person – perhaps showing them an image of a second person might work!! Lol. This is my tried and tested experience, especially, if you are someone that has dogs that follow you everywhere you go, and tries to sabotage and make you lose in a lot of situations – like I do. Well, I am pretty good at standing on my own 2 feet, that’s why they have to do dogs, they specifically don’t want me winning. Its discrimination for being single, and not allowing a husband, the use of a wife at night. Discrimination for not allowing myself to be violated. Also, I was advised there are a lot of unemployed girls from my specific backwards school, and this is why; they were so busy trying to oppress the girls into being ‘ladylike’ and obedient, that none learnt to fight to win. I am not sure if this true, but I was advised they are now teaching the girls to fight. But I can assure you, a lot of ‘non thinking girls in my generation, of what they learnt, is what they expect of people still today (hence why I was ban from so many things), and what they will teach their kids, and on and on it goes. Slow progress only. But there is progress. 7. Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley The photo above is a little bit of a garden that I created when I lived at “Tulcumbah”, near Gunnedah. The reason I included it, (is not related to the below story of 2 little girls) but is because, as you can see, from the Couch lawn, it is bone dry, middle of summer, middle of a drought, yet all the plants that I’ve planted in the garden are green and thriving; because I chose Waterwise drought hardy plants. They are still quite young, and have got a bit of growing to go, but it won’t take long to fill the garden beds completely. So, I wanted to show people how easy it is to create a garden without water, just have to have a little bit of savvy, (like the person who built that house btw - I rented it) I hardly remember these girls, I definatly do not know them, or know anything about them. I think they must’ve been in my brothers year, who was 2 years younger than me. The reason why I mention those two girls, is because there are people telling me they did something bad, in bully form, and not just lately, but quite a few times over the past 15 years or so. I have no idea what they did. Maybe those girls are the thieves? Like I said, don’t really remember them, or know if they are still alive. Although, I have had quite a few people weirdly tell me their names are Dannielle, when actually they’re not. So, I’m not sure whether that has anything to do with Dannielle Wheatley, who knows. On my Life Stories page, I describe one of the worst days of my life where I was harassed at Melbourne and Sydney airports, and I can just recall, those two girls from Gunnedah, were the two girls in that story; fucking stupid little dogs, following me around Melbourne and then the airport, verbally harassing me. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS. I hope they get cancer and die. I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR APOLOGY. The only thing I remember about them in primary school, was they were attention seekers, and one of them, I think it was Penny; her mother had a horticultural business briefly, and we went to her house once when I was young, I don’t believe Penny was there. But I do remember her on a bus trip once - she was a total flirt, as a young 10yr old or so. I vaguely remember Dannielle from the paper, she was into sports. I do not know those girls, just know of them. (So important to have a community newspaper, the one in Gunnedah “The Independent” came out on Tuesday and Thursday) There is none in any of the places I have lived in QLD. NONE This photo below is the girl from the “Big Bang theory” tv show, this is exactly what I remember Penny Awgayer (it may be Penny Allgayer, after doing a google search), looks like, pretty much exactly like that, as I recall, that 10yr old, looked like her. That show, did this deliberate, to let me know it was those 2 following me around like dogs, harassing me, in Melbourne, and no doubt stealing from me. Do you see what the dogs in the television industry do? Ahh, probably not – you imbeciles. 8. New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 From my experience, if I start talking about something, then this attracts people, and I am not really sure whether Sarina can handle a whole heap of people. But I figure the weather is a safe topic, (I had a photo of the garden here, but have replaced it with a photo of another cunt from Centrelink ) and it would be safer too if I uploaded after I leave Sarina, if I ever do, who knows. But I can’t wait. As soon as I uploaded this, there was a truck drive past the block of units making a banging noise, and then someone on a motorbike hoon past in the opposite direction; these are the dogs, telling me they don’t like my review, and I shouldn’t have done it, and they’re most likely going to steal something. Now you might read that bit, and think, this girl’s totally nuts; inventing signs like a motorbike and truck harassing her! But I can assure you, I do have dogs harass me in this manner, motorbikes and trucks, being the most favoured mode of transport for men. I also have female dogs in cars that harass me too. I have written about it, extensively on my blog, but I like to remind people that this is what I live with every day, people harass me every day, and not just a few of my neighbours yelling out occasionally or beeping at me, but a large amount of people harass me, all the time. They also wake me at night (atm it’s 1am). And by the way, this is the main aim of a lot of them, to force me to talk or write about it, so I do not go ‘nuts’, after all its beyond annoying to be harassed by strangers. So, intern people will read what I think, and then think I am nuts. One of their favourite lines; it’s not about you! are you sure about that? It seems for a lot of Australians, it’s a big thing to try and discredit someone by implying they have a mental illness, it’s a form of bullying. And it’s huge in this country - it’s disgusting and I can’t believe people fall for it Hook Line and Sinker. It reminds me of the situation, where you’ve got two people, usually women, women are the worst offenders in my experience; so, one of them does something nasty and bitchy, to provoke the other. But she does it in a passive aggressive way so a third-party person didn’t actually see the first person provoke the second person, but the second person gets totally pissed off, because they’ve been victimised by this number one bully, and chucks a hissy fit as a response to this nasty bitch, and the third person just sees the hissy fit, and thinks “they’re crazy”, when that’s actually not the situation at all, quite the opposite, with the one who’s being the perpetrator, usually the one that has mental health problems. I mean obviously they want to try and discredit someone, that in itself is a dysfunction; they are suffering from feelings of inferiority, so much so that they have to try and discredit somebody else (who they probably secretly suspect is better than them.) Anyway, back to why I think the nuisance person driving outside my unit was banging, in tantrum style, was about the unit itself, with more attention meaning, more likely some bitch will come along (in todays overpriced and hard to find rental world), and try to steal my unit. Although I’m not terribly concerned, as this is an old motel from the 50’s built with asbestos, each unit (13 squashed in here) are teeny tiny, overpriced and not suited to home living, obviously, being a motel. First of all, I had to add this bit; The dogs who hand out viruses, (passive aggressively) were at my forced jobs appointment, at into jobs, Sarina, Community Solutions Sarina. They gave me Glandular Fever, sometimes confused with Mono or Strep Throat. I saw the dogs there who hand it out, medical little girls. But that woman above, was not wearing a mask, she also kept me waiting 30 minutes – and the whole appointment should have been phone appointment and not face to face. STUPID. This was done deliberately; they think it’s funny, playing NAZI. Stupid female dogs. This is the 4th time they have given it to me at a Jobs place. Btw, you can catch this via someone’s breath, or through the air con, it resides in the filters. But also, via touching contaminated doors or counter benches, then touching your skin like rubbing your nose or eye. I am putting a photo of all the Centrelink nazis up, this is the latest one. I have written extensively about what they do, they are the biggest bullies in Australia. So here was a good a spot as ever. Since I put up this one and the last one from Gin Gin, who looks like Heath Barwicks bimbo mother, I have not had any other “forced appointments”. Anyway, my review; I’m finally getting around to writing about the QLD weather, the reason why it’s taken a few years, as I moved to QLD in 2018 and it’s now 2022, is because until this year, I had not actually experienced a rainy season, we were in a major drought, (the whole of Australia) that basically lasted 9 years, and even though there’s meant to be a rainy season each year, in 2019, there was no rain at all, none. It was that dry, and people were literally desperate. Desperately mad, from no rain. So now that I’ve actually experienced a rainy season, OMG, it’s been so wonderful. The weather here is BRILLIANT. When I hear the rain outside, joy just takes over, all negative things are forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire from hearing the rain and being excited whenever it rains. Albeit, rain is often accompanied by the unfortunate stench of all the neighbours septic (no town connections here, slack). I always put my saucepans out now to catch my drinking water, I have it all sorted, as the Ute tray sticks out the back into the rain, so water collects on there, then drips down the centre back into my stockpot! First time I have had no tank water since my brief Sydney living. (There was a whole Sydney water thing then at that time, 90’s, remember? No one was allowed to drink the water…!) Up here in Sarina, the winter is very mild compared to Gunnedah. When I get dressed in the morning, instead of freezing my nipples off, it’s only slightly cold, I only need one jumper on. Plus, after a cold spell of 1 or 2 days with scarf and gloves needed, it warms up again, and back to mildness – no sore throat!! Hooray. In Gunnedah, once winter came, it was there for weeks. I found there is humidity even if there is no rain, and it does take some getting used to in summer, for instance; I needed to do some drilling on the Veranda, last summer, I go outside, I can literally only do it for 5 - 10 minutes before I am covered in sweat, and all my clothes are drenched, sopping. And this started at 10:30am, so basically you can’t really function properly after 10:30am. Usually there’s some respite once the sun starts going down, but sometimes not, no respite at all, it’s the same way, even at dusk; covered in sweat. Explains why a lot of Queenslanders are up at 4am in Summer. I’m not sure if I will get used to it, as in “acclimatise”. I’ll keep you posted. I have noticed a lot depends on your housing, a unit built in the 50’s has no insulation at all, a more modern one, even a cheaper modern dwelling as superior insulation compared to an older building. This makes a huge difference to lifestyle and comfort. Heading into month 3 and the Sarina Rail crew have just started tooting in the late evening and early hrs of the morning - are the rail workers waiting for me to put in a complaint against them? None of the petrol stations in Sarina have proper air stations, so I’m unable to deflate my tyres to the correct pressure. I had to guess! The petrol station when you first enter Sarina, they were doing signs, something about cows - disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I won’t be going to that petrol station again (one of the girls who lives here, works at that servo). The girl at one of the other petrol station tried to overcharge me when I was paying cash – she failed. The other servo is excellent. There seems to be an extreme amount of council Utes on the roads, everywhere I turn there is another one, and another, and another. Especially in the first month I was here. My next-door neighbour tends to do things when bored, like yell out and then get his friends to beep the cars next door - just weird stupid things like that. Plus, there are no second-hand shops in Sarina. Again, what is wrong with people? Also, the BnB across the road has some awful girl there, the dogs at Mitre 10 were doing signs, the opshop was too awful and overcrowded to shop from (only clothes really anyway), the pet shop did not have any of the 3 things I was after, the tip was closed - supposed to be open, the girls at the Rej shop stole .75c by overcharging, and tried to steal from me by way of crap wax. I will definatly try to stick to online shopping. Although still, I cannot sell any of my 2nd hand goods (I sold 1 thing, socket wrench set for $10.) I tried to join the local native Sarina Landcare group, but they refused, stating I will need to be “approved”, but they also refused me the newsletter and the 10 free tubes with registration. Bitches, - happy not to be a part of bitches. And this explains the exotic weed problem in Queensland. I find the general community in all localities now absurd. I will be happy here if I keep to myself. Although the thieving here does not seem to be anywhere near as bad as the thieving in Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park. Probably landlord related. The landlord and friends poisoned my trees. Also, later, I don’t remember this happening last year but this year there has been quite a few fires and they have been really stinky, and lasting all night. This putrid smoke smell happened 3 or 4 times now. And it wasn’t smoke from a fireplace and woodburning smell; it was toxic putrid smoke, so I think it might’ve been smoke coming from Freshwater Point; there’s a little area where I drove down, the old boat ramp I think, there’s a whole heap of rubbish there, so I think someone has lit it to burn it instead of picking it up and taking to the tip. It is disgusting. It was all plastic and glass, and then what’s more I think they lit a fire in the scrubland nearby to disguise it. Men up here are really sneaky and dodgy, they appear the old-fashioned type, they haven’t been ‘gentrified’. Then the smoke all day today and tonight is just wood smoke, so that’s probably sugarcane burning, but I can’t believe they still do it because there’s much better ways to take care of your stubble than to burn it. It’s totally irresponsible and selfish it’s like the whole community is getting polluted and smoke is very bad for lungs. My throat is really sore. I’ve taken a slippery elm tablet doesn’t hasn’t had much of an effect. I can’t sleep because it’s so revoltingly stinky. I think this community is still bloody asleep at the wheel; you should be doing something about this, get those farmers to stop doing it, there should be fines for them. WAKE UP. 9. New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The place I have just moved to, was basically the only rental available, no choice but to take it. They accept cats. Rentals at the moment are disgracefully overpriced, particularly in Queensland. In North Queensland there are a lot of hotels/motels converted into 1-bedroom units, and they’re charging outrageous rent prices for those ridiculously small places which are NOT intended for peoples permanent homes. Anyone forced to live in a “converted” hotel room, is not living a proper life, and is being a severely OPRESSED victim. (It gets worse, it is clear this complex was built with greed, and not love.) Before I go on, I want to mention, first, the petrol people; they put the petrol up during the week I go to leave from $1.45 to $2.20/L!! (I reversed into an ironbark as I was so stressed about it). But then the hire truck, place, OMG, they gave me a truck without telling me it goes into low gear if you do not know how to use their special gear stick they put in all their trucks!!! Hey don’t bother mentioning that at all…. stuck with what I thought a faulty truck. Disaster. Plus, at the counter there was a STUPID blonde girl – SHE IS JUST ONE OF MY STUPID LITTLE DOG ZOMBIE BLONDE IDIOT WOMEN WHO STALK ME - taking a video of me, like really getting in my face and covering my whole body, at the counter (?) what the?? FUCK OFF you stupid little dog. Where is your master as you need a leash. Stay the fuck away from me. I'm fairly certain I saw this girl later at Sarina Beach on Facebook, her and her cohort stole my large pink hat out of my car while it was parked at the Sarina Beach car park, locked. I confronted her on Facebook and she said she doesn't know what I'm talking about, and that her “cohort” was her son. So that woman belongs in jail, and I'm assuming the police do fuck all about this situation, because she has a son; AND they're not going to put a mother in jail; they are such fucking cowards. Her FAKE name on Facebook was Brooke Tamara. To sum up – this place was unbearable. But in detail: So, anyway, my review; when I arrived, IT IS TINY. The photos on realestate.com did not quite capture the situation. A hotel room basically. (7m x 5m, including wall space, tiny). Plus, neighbours 10cm away – you can hear everything. What, is there a shortage of space in Queensland? come on! I mean, is this New York or France? Absolutely absurd living conditions for Australian standards. I mean with a small tiny window in the back room, I feel like I'm in a prison cell! What kind of person would build accommodation like this? I feel like it was built by someone who's a non thinker? Why am I living in a building built by someone stupid? I expect much better than this - pull your bloody socks up Australia. Well at least it’s nice and clean, but after a short while of living there, my hair started to fall out, big chunks were coming out, and I had a big rash flareup on my back, around my side, chest and breast, plus I had a mole on my chest change and become bigger! At the time I did not make the connection that there may be something wrong with the place that I moved to, I thought it must be stress from the move, as it really was a big ordeal that I did on my own and it "took the life out of me". And after a few weeks my hair stopped falling out, the mole was removed, and the rash died down. But after living there, and realising what they do to deal with the old building and the holes in the wall, instead of repairing the walls, they fumigate. Units aren't constructed very well, and insects can get in, and so they are heavily sprayed with poison at the commencement of every new lease, plus whenever. And, when I moved in there, the real estate girl was kind of hurried, and the carpet was still wet from being carpet cleaned, which meant it had only been done that day or the day before, which also meant the fumigation would've only been done that day or the day before - you are meant to wait seven days after a fumigation. Like, if I had a weaker immune system, I would've got cancer for sure, and it would solely be because of those real estate girls. (There was also mould in the unit due to damp walls from a plumbing issue that the landlord failed to fix for many years). It's just weird how that it only seems a small segment of people take the whole "organic" thing seriously, everyone else seems to just ignore the fact that these harsh chemicals cause illness. But I bet if you went round to those real estate girls homes, you wouldn't find any fumigation products or harsh chemicals. I had to pay at end of lease for fumigation too – total real estate thieves, why should I have to pay for their poor construction? Why should I have to pay for the next tenant to be poisoned????? Wake up RTA. (Rental Tenancy Association, up here it something else) This poisoning is unacceptable -and no one is doing anything about it. Someone later reading my blog implied to me, a possible connection between blonde bimbo at the counter and deliberate poisoning? Did not think it at the time, I guess it’s possible. I did not have any “alarm bells” before, but people can be really evil, and I often forget this due to my upbringing. At any rate, my body and I gave those blondes the birdy. It pays to be healthy. {This may explain the reaction I got after standing up for myself on FB, (narcissistic reaction) after pretty much all dog women accuse me of being on drugs – the “baddy” on drugs, Oooh the ugly baddy.} I’ll try not to bragg, but “Sit and rotate”. Back to review: It does have a large 2 car-port area that I can hang my fern collection in (thank goodness, although most of them died anyway, they don’t like it here for some reason – caterpillar problems in a rainforest, and too dark). At Rangari I had a 3bedroom house, and every room was full of my stuff. So, the carport was mainly storage, although I had “lost” at least half my stuff either by ‘stolen’, ‘did not fit on truck’, or, ‘managed to sell on Gumtree’. Such a waste and I still need all, and find myself buying things again. STUPID. So, no other rental, not one, would accept any pets – OUTRAGEUOS NAZI REALESTATE bimbo behaviour. (And thankgoodness it does not have carpet in kitchen and bedroom.) After 3mnths of peacefully living here, {with the drought breaking rain!!!} and 1 good neighbour, plus recuperating from the ordeal of moving on my own; the good neighbour left, the stealing started here, and the trains started tooting at all hrs of the night SUCH DISRESPECT FOR OTHERS. My other neighbour, an old man bikie, every night so far, (12mnths) has strange coughing fits, he sounds like a sick ferret. The garden surrounding the place is a beautiful rainforest garden, and it backs onto a creek, so if I ignore the fact that peoples septic overflow runs into the creek, it’s actually quite beautiful. There are even ferns growing wild. So, the pretty garden was actually quite surprising, and is really nice, I do enjoy walking around the garden with my camera, albeit I should not, so my foot can heel. The town water is majorly chlorine, (plus sourced from the pioneer river which has rural septic overflows too), so I have to leave all my buckets outside to collect the rainwater for drinking and watering. I can see the creek outside from the toilet window, it’s very nice. (For some weird reason the window on the back wall in the bedroom is only 35cm square, so tiny, and I cannot see out unless I stand on tippies – what a waste of a view). I could swim in that creek if people did not use it for their personal waste. Unfortunately, it’s situated on an old highway, and it’s still busy. I was hoping for a quiet spot this time, but least it is not as bad as the Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, there are hoons, trucks and beeping, not to mention the earthworks business just up the road with heavy trucks. (sigh) From being raised on a remote farm and living for much of my life on a farm, it’s now pretty awful living so close to other people. I can hear my neighbour when he yawns too. The walls are thin, and the windows are not airtight, thus not sound proof (the dividing walls in the car port do not go all the way up, so one can hear any noise, conversation coming from next door, from my bedroom). I have a thing about being woken during the night I HATE IT!! It really pisses me off. I can never get back to sleep.…. So, I do not get proper body rest and memory allocation from the previous day. I have as yet, not been “allowed” to sleep the whole night through since I got here. Actually, I recall it was the same at Kookaburra Park, with me being woken up deliberate, but after I wrote about it, it ceased some – after I wrote this, I got 1 good night’s sleep the next night, but that was it, back to being interrupted at least 2 or 3 times every night). Anyway, I think really, the only word to describe such close proximity is ‘revolting and repulsive’. Even as I sit on the loo, I am thinking, with that echo, the whole block must be able to hear me! I believe they have laws now about the sound proofing between apartments, but they were only introduced in the 90’s. This one was built in the 70’s, it is complete with asbestos, I think it was the 70’s they started using asbestos, maybe it was the 50’s?? But, so, I’m trying not to complain too much, and to be grateful, as after all, this was the only place on offer for me. No choice. Least cleaning is a breeze, and no lawns to mow. And I’ll just ignore the fact that in the shower, I’ve got to stand kind of skew turned to one side because the cubicle is so small and I’ve got buttlength hair, washing it is kind of an arduous process. So when I first got here, the word dungeon came to mind because it’s very dark, there’s hardly any light coming in, at least someone has had the sense to put in a bright cool led bulb in the bathroom, I leave it on all day to try and remove the dungeon feeling (usually all rentals I move into, have extreme low wattage lightbulbs, I really don’t know how anyone can handle such low wattage, and usually the first thing I do is go round and swap out all lightbulbs for the brightest led ones I can get). Also, whenever the neighbours come and go, the ones with ‘bomb cars’, that stink out toxic exhaust fumes, I have to race to the door and shut it, as all the fumes come inside and loiter, (my neighbour thinks his car is really good, but really it’s just a stink bom), same if anyone lights up a cigarette, and I can’t believe how many people smoke still up here – its sooo disgusting, I have to hold my breath and race to the door, then put the fan on if any came in, plus I usually start coughing just from that loitering stench. (The bomb cars btw, often stink because they have not had regular oil change, I told one guy who helped me unload on the first day I was here, (life saver, he totally saved me from utter exhaustion), that his car stunk – he happened to be taking it in to the mechanics for service that day, and the mechanics fixed it! Now it is kind of normal and not totally putrid. But the car next door to me, that btw, does not look like a bomb car, is by far the 2nd worse stinky car in the complex. He works for the government from home by making phone calls (I bet he gets paid a motzer for those 1 - 3 phone calls he makes, usually in the morning for about 20minutes – I can hear him, he is only here temporarily until he can move into his new house at Mackay. (I personally can’t believe as I get older, exactly how unfair and “democratic” some people’s lives are – they are so easy, compared to other peoples. He told me he did not bring any of his furniture up with him when he moved, he just threw it all out, and will purchase more for his new place!! Lucky for some! (I will add here; I met a couple in Moore Park Beach, just before I left, both in their late 40’s, about my age, I asked them both what they did for a living (as beautiful huge house and huge garden, opposite the beach in a serene neighbourhood – really idyllic), and they both said, neither of them worked!!! They used to work together for a large company, but both were paid out large renumeration packages to leave! Can you believe that? Half their luck too; no company I left ever paid me to leave! Luckeeee! You know, I bet they both worked there, not as a couple, at first, but when they hooked up, and became a couple, that’s when their luck changed, and they were offered all of that money!! Plus, they can’t talk about it, it’s taboo subject, for fear that what they got, maybe taken away from them. Such discrimination against singles. Anyway, again back to my review; I strongly know that I’m over paying for this unit, but landlords know about the rental crisis, so know they can overcharge – and do! And, same old same old; I also am harassed by the neighbours who live just next door up the hill at 108, I’m not sure why the neighbours are attracted to me so much, they can’t resist me, everywhere I go I have problems with neighbours, and at least 4 items have been stolen already. Like, are they waiting for me to yell out and disturb the whole neighbourhood with “fuck off you stupid dog”? Do they really need a good yelling at?? Well, no, I am not going to do that ever imbecils. The whole time I have been here, 2 yrs, major dog problems from them. Major- they are seriously messed up in the head. It amazes me how some women and kids have no ability to think for themselves, maybe it’s a genetic thing – why are they allowed to breed? Plus they work in cahoots with car hoons – possible police in plain clothes? Sharon Morgan and Lisa Lynch?? She and her husband were and still are stealing from me. I had to put in a complaint to get them to leave (they stalked me to my next address later aswell – I am not sure of the exact situation in regards to them and the police who stalk me, so far they have stolen $1500 cash from me in false tickets). Plus, I suspect neighbours are somehow stealing food from my online orders (meat) – dog related theft. On the first day I moved here, I heard a woman yell out to me, it was after I had unloaded the whole truck, and Nev my neighbour had taken the truck back to Bundaberg, (another lifesaving moment), she yelled out “ohh, you win”. Great I thought, another fucking dog neighbour who yells out harassments at me, perhaps she was being manipulated by my last revolting landlord? I need to add, their house at 108 is hidden by trees, so when someone yells out from up their (steep hill, probably their house sits 7m above our units) I cannot see anyone – such a typical way that dogs harass me, verbally and hidden from site. Such cowards. And, I think that household may forget, due to the trees and shrubs, that there are actually 13 other units down here, who can all hear them, plain as day, (those bully types don’t often let themselves get heard by other people when they victimize me). Maybe their parents, are trying to recreate their childhood, when the only time they received any attention from their mum, is when she yells at them for doing something wrong? I felt like they were a bunch of complete morons that haven’t evolved and don’t know how to even raise kids. Also, today I could smell pot, coming in the front door, either coming from someone in 108, or someone in one of my unit complex? Could be Sam, she moved in same time as me, blue car. Out of the 13 units, only 4 of them go to work, and only sometimes. Everyone else is pretty much here all the time. I guess that’s good security. Although sometimes someone gets periodic work in the early hours of the morning, and so we all wake up when their alarm goes off, and can hear them up and about, and when their car leaves. We hear everything in this unit complex. So 3mnths after I am here, go find out who started working the trains in July 2022? Not sure if the new girl next door was stealing, or the absence of the good neighbour next door was the reason why someone was now stealing from me?? Also, I filled in one of those dog forms for Council; the forms that you go through the process of reporting a noise complaint, that is recording every time they bark. So, I did this in regards to my next-door neighbours who were harassing me verbally, like dogs barking at me, and sent it off to Council. LOL, so after I did this, then there was a new little kind of shack built in the vacant plot in front of those neighbours at 108, it's not even listed on Google Maps, but you can see it actually on Apple maps now, and then I had someone harassing me who was living there now - but I think they were just like holiday people or tourists of some sort because there was not someone permanently living there. It is akin to how I had people verbally harass me at kookaburra park from the neighbours, plus at 18 Henry st Gunnedah, they harassed me from Ivan the mechanics vacant plot next door that had an old shack on it. One day I went round there, when they're harassing me, and there was an old man there, he was like sitting right next to his car in a canvas chair with the car door open, so I suspect he was listening to the radio, (?) and then just leaning across and beeping on que? I'm not entirely sure, but he was most definitely harassing me with car beeping. He may be the same old man harassing me at Gin Gin. He was a dog. But I know I have cunts who harass me on the radio too. And why do they employ cunts on the radio? I mean it's a public arena; start employing people who aren't dog cunts, entertainment industry. I never listen to the radio anymore, too many thieves, too many bullies. Back when I was inquiring about this unit, the then real estate girl said these units were predominantly elderly retirement units, and I guess that was the intended use after the motel shut down, because they’re so small and low maintenance, better for an older incapacitated person. So, the fact that there are only 4 elderly, out of 13 people here, tells you something about the scarcity of rentals and the desperation of ordinary everyday people. And those 4 also do not fit the stereotype of elderly, they are all active and drive around regularly. I have been contacting governments about this housing issue, because they seem to be a bit oblivious to the housing crisis in QLD, and I was shown a housing accommodation they were doing; it looked like about 50 small bungalows set up on a patch of land. It looked like maybe a school holiday camp, or perhaps if there was a conference for a company, and they wanted to send all their employers to it, they would stay somewhere like that. So, this was the kind of accommodation that they were thinking of turning into housing for people! So, I was outraged by this, and told the politician that she should give up her home and all her possessions, and have to live in one of those! A little later, I saw that project was shut down. She obviously got in touch with her ‘empathy’. Hooray. But the issue still needs to be addressed. I mean there most likely will be people who would be happy in a small bungalow, maybe unemployed man on drugs??? But even “poor” people want a proper house or unit, I can assure you- and are deserved of one. They are trying to do Rental Scheme; NRAS, but as far as I can see, all those rentals are priced exactly the same as the private market. There needs to be at least 30,000 NRAS homes built all up the A1 in North Queensland, at least. There has to be government housing due to greedy landlords. Most of my neighbours in the complex are pretty good, I think there may be, 3 bad ones, with thefts from inside my unit, I saw one possibly steal, one day, this guy was sneaking back in to their unit, he could be a possible lunatic from Gunnedah who follows me about?? Stealing small items: it’s like a bored game for them. But one time the Handyman was here, Merve, and we were talking about the hot water, I didn’t know where it was, and he showed me, it was round the back of the units, I was out the back talking to him, when I remembered, I had forgot to shut and lock the front door. And I could hear at least two cars from the hwy hoons, pull up outside my unit. I suspect those car hoons who I am always winging about on this blog, saw an opportunity, door left unlocked, and drove into my complex and took items. Plus, I definitely think it’s kookaburra Park related, because one of the items, I acquired for free, when I was living at kookaburra Park; there was a community centre there, you could leave things that you don’t want. Someone had left something I could use, a nutribullet cup, so I had taken it, and had used it for the last 2 yrs. It was an item that was stolen out of my unit. I believe whoever left it, took it back. As in, Indian Giver. And whoever this person is, is a hoon that follows me around in their car, looking for opportunities to steal. I don’t know why the police don’t do anything about the hoons. It’s like so obvious, that they’re the thieves. I personally suspect that this person, actually, I think there are several, but they also, change their cars frequently by buying and selling 2nd hand cars – they probably dabble in car mechanic stuff, fixing and selling. Male and female. Or, even the woman who has now left, just down near the middle unit; I discovered she was a woman from Enmore – yet another thieving stalking blonde bimbo. OMG. Seriously? what is wrong with the women in this country are they all completely stupid? (read my Tomato Bread Roll story). Turns out the lock on my front fly screen door, only appeared to be locked; if you kept fiddling with it, it could unlock. So, the thieves knew this and they were coming in while I slept at night unbeknownst to me and helping themselves. (I wonder if I was targeted to live there so they could steal??). Half the items taken while I lived there was food, I had just over 150 items taken while there. I hope the thieves get cancer and die, I believe aside from bad neighbours it was Australian radio/television/movie industry related, Netflix. Anyway, there are no kids, which is great. (Such a privilege not having kids around). Could all my neighbours please quit smoking, this is not the 90’s. Get with it. I have new neighbours who seem to chain smoke in the morning, all morning, it is DISGUSTING. The wind here blows south to north, always, - I say wind, but that is being far too literal, more like slight air movement, always wafts south to north. And I am north of those new neighbours. So, whenever they light up, I get the smoke; it directly goes into my car port then through my front door, through the kitchen and hall, and out the toilet window. If they sat next to their door, the smoke could be channelled through their front door and out – instead of MINE! I can’t go outside and do my things I need to do out there anymore in the morning, and that’s the best time I can do it, as its cool enough. So hot and humid here. Or I have to keep making mad dashes inside holding my breath till I reach my bedroom, the only ‘bad fragrant’ free space. Seriously I think I am allergic to petrol fumes and cigarette smoke, I start coughing with brief exposure to either, and it lasts all week. TOTAL HEALTH HAZARD. Now I can’t hold the realtor responsible for the wind situation or lack of it, but I put in a request for a ceiling height partition between our units, so far the relator has ignored the request. IGNORED, not acknowledgment, no declination. IGNORED. Ray White. It’s like I am getting stalked every time I go out to my little car-port garden – if I don’t want to be accosted by anyone, I have to check to see if no one is there, poke my head out, it’s like they take it in turns to stalk me! One old man from down near the end seems to be trying to engage me for the point of admitting guilt to something I didn’t do – you know, like how in the movies the police try to intimidate someone to get a confession – it’s a thing, ‘under duress’ I think it’s called – so he is deliberatley trying to copy them. He has mental problems. The fire alarms (3 in each tiny unit!) go off without smoke. Maybe the mould can set them off?? Major mould problem here. They are all connected by Bluetooth, and I suspect remote access, someone wanting to play God. Not appropriate. Someone told me they are waking up drug people, life or death situation? I think they are doing when ever someone steals from me. After they have stolen from me. I switched mine off in the end. There is no wind here, it is very sheltered, and as such my washing takes 3 days to dry in winter, then it still feels damp anyway. There is mould on the timber cupboard in the car port, aswell as on my sewing tables, kitchen tables, and inside my bedside drawers. Plus, on the ceiling. It turns out there was a big hole in the outside plumbing, just outside the back wall, and it was keeping the whole back wall permanently moist, which is why there was a mould problem in this whole unit, and which is why the window frame in the bathroom was completely rotten. (Update; after I eventually realised this problem, I politely demanded they fix it, and within two days of the demand, I was asked to leave, they did however, fix it as I threatened them with court action, it cost them $2500 plus labour. Disgraceful landlords, willing to let tenants get sick from mould. The previous tenant died here; it was probably from the mould. We have had 2 rental inspections so far (every 3mnths) – you know how I feel about that you stupid little rental cunts; see my YouTube video of my previous landlords intrusion. On the third day here, I was looking at Google Maps, and noticed that I was only 11 minutes from Armstrong Beach, so being from inland, I immediately, excitedly packed up, got into the car and went over there, but I was kind of disappointed, because I can’t swim there, it’s got stingers and crocodiles, plus it’s really shallow for a long way, there’s no waves, plus its cloudy and muddy. I have to do some more exploring in the area. I think the couple I spoke to at 38 Melba st, Armstrong Beach, may have had something to do with the theft of my swimmers from the back of the Ute – blue top with fringe. What is wrong with people? Flaming idiots – raised by bimbo mothers. The local Posty delivers ALL MAIL to my door or letterbox! OMG Woohoo (if only they would collect too – evil conspiracy that they don’t, as I have to drive down town to box, and they do prearranged signs.) Sigh, bugger off. The weather is great, my head does not feel like it is shrinking too much in winter, like it did further south. When I am sitting at my desk (which is basically right at the front door), and it’s raining, I can look out and see the rainforest garden, see the rain coming down, here it, smell it, and I can just sit there and sip on my coffee, eat my choccy biscuit, and really nothing else matters - after nine years of drought this rain is pretty much heavenly bliss. – It rained and it rained, and it rained, all bad things were forgotten. WOOHOO, I AM HERE (too bad my garden is not here with me ) 10. The Seed Saving Industry Some brilliant person from Melbourne, has come up with a new online business selling seeds. They have called it LocalSeeds.com.au, and he encourages anyone who grows plants to save their seed, and sell it on his site. He takes a 22% profit. Since I’ve joined, my seeds are finally selling again, after being banned from Ebay for the past two years, I’ve had almost no sales, except for some on Etsy, but Etsy overcharge for their fees, so I don’t really make profit on Etsy, plus they take out tax before I’ve earned over the taxable income, which I’m not too impressed about. Tax bitch is stealing from me! The other way around since women are working now. At least there is a new business on the block, and they are making an impact. I did start off selling my seeds for only $2 a packet, but I was selling so much, I thought I’ll be out of stock in a few months, so I put my prices up, and they’re still selling! Although I have run out of 3 species, I did try to rope my brother Tomas, to go sweet talk the new resident at my old garden, near Gunnedah, (1400km away), and collect some replacements, but I got no response. Guess he does not want to do it! (Even though I thought it may be a fun adventure for him and his kids). But btw, I have since seen my species available as seeds elsewhere, and not a mix of natives, but my specific natives I planted only, so maybe someone else has sweet talked the new residents? (Not mentioning any names, but DOGs). So, I’m going to be on the lookout for interesting plants growing around the streets, and maybe in peoples gardens - I’ve approached a few people, and I find people are very generous and will always give me exactly what I’m after if I ask for it. So far, I’ve added five new species to my collection as a result of doing this. I know how people love doing signs, so if you see anything interesting or worthy, sign it out for me as I’m driving along!! A worthy sign! (Although, nowadays, the only signs the dogs seem to be doing are stupid courier ones – no one cares about what the couriers are doing). Although this statement now explains, I see, what the courier van was doing outside my unit complex over the last month or so. Geez. Loiterer. I have found in this business, it is important to sell plants that you have growing in your garden, the ones that thrive in my garden are the biggest sellers, that is my experience. And it takes about 10 years to build up a garden like that. Again, there is that feeling that I am surrounded by completely stupid morons. If I wasn’t Cast out of my home and Garden at Rangari, my business now would be absolutely thriving, customers would love me because I would have so much seed, I could be overly generous. And I would have way more of a variety of seeds by now. As well as showcase of all the drought hardy species, so people can see what could grow in dry areas. It is an absolute tragedy that I had to leave, the whole gardening world will suffer, and has been set back as a result. I would go so far as to say this year, I would have earnt more than the allowable income, before taxes is withheld. So, the gov and the tax department loses too. 11. Rental Crisis in Queensland Could someone please go and tell the local politician, that she has to throw out most of her stuff / furniture, and go and live in one of those lodgings. Indefinitely. That’s practically what had happened to me, I was lucky enough to find a unit, albeit an old hotel, tiny, and lease (for 6mnths) 6 mnths of living guarantee – how lucky I am. (I later saw they stopped building those lodgings, but blamed the greens for stopping further housing development in parliament). In fact, this is actually quite common the more north you go in Queensland, especially up near Cairns and Townsville with a lot of hotel/motels been converted into long term accommodation -since they’re too old to attract tourists. Except that accommodation is not designed for peoples permanent homes. Maybe, if they were charging $50 or something per week, it would be okay, but they’re not, they’re charging huge exorbitant rents on these often one room now units. Units that don’t even have a proper kitchen, bedroom, not to mention laundry wardrobe space, or any kind of outdoor living space. Seriously, I saw one being advertised for $240 a week, and it didn’t even have a bedroom, it just had a pulldown bed from the wall in the one room, absurd living conditions for Australia. Australia is meant to be a wealthy country. Well, I can tell you there’s not much wealth going on up here in North Queensland – as its all being taken by greedy landlords, who are most probably foreign investment any way. You know Polly, you really have to do something about it; it’s not like “make a wish” when people ask politicians for things; things they wish they could have or wish for ways they wish it could be! This is different, Pollyies; you actually have to do something about the out of reach living rental crisis. If you have been following the rental market, as I have been doing since 2020 on Realestate.com and Domain.com, you will notice that there are a lot of houses on the market for sale, but hardly any for rent, it’s like most people don’t want to rent out their house, they just want to sell it and get the lump sum money. In one area I looked at it was quite extreme, there were 60 houses in a 4 block radius up for sale, and only 3 homes/units up for rent, and those 3 were extremely overpriced, like 5 times higher than expected market price. Ridiculous price. So I brought this to the attention of some of the powers that be in 2021, and I feel, their way of resolving this was to increase rents, so more people would want to rent out their 2nd home (probably inherited), which makes sense; only now rents are so expensive, that anyone on low income is spending well over half their money on rent, which means no savings and reduced living. And that’s if you’re lucky enough to find one of the cheaper options. The average weekly rental is more than my combined weekly income – IMPOSSIBLE. If you look at the moment, you will not be able to find anything within a budget, if you’re on a low income. And with my low income I can complain easily, but if I were receiving a minimum wage, and saving up to buy a house, I would want the absolute cheapest rental I could find too, and with the rent prices as they are, even on the cheapest one, it is impossible to save up for a house. That’s then continuing, a circle of poor people, remaining homeless. It’s really disgusting how it works, there’s really not much hope it all, and that’s why I talk frequently on my blog, about if you can’t afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18, don’t have kids. You have to provide real hope. 12. Choose Friends Wisely, but don’t be a Rude Snob This is one of my key points in my “good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I want to further add to it because it’s kind of the root of a lot of bullying amongst kids, particularly women. As a child, in the early 1980’s, I recall when our family moved to a new town: Gunnedah. My parents were very social people, they insisted on having a lot of friends. (Sometimes it amazes me how different I am from them both). So, in a new town, a small country town, you might think it could be difficult for them, but not my parents, it didn’t take long at all before mum was being introduced to new people, new acquaintances, and making many new friends. So, before, she established her group of good friends, she met a lot of different people from different parts of town, and different “networks”. One time we went into town to meet some new friends, who had a lovely home on the outskirts of town. They had young daughter, just a little younger than me; she welcomed me into her home like we were best friends! Just good natured. We swam in their pool, and laid on the pool filter watching clouds! We had a lovely afternoon. We all became good family friends from that moment, and shared a lot of BBQ chickens over the years!! Around that time, on another day, we went across to the other side of town, another family, a large wealthy farming family. They had 3 young girls there for me to “befriend”, but unlike the previous encounter I had had, those girls were kind of like the opposite, they were horrible little bully bitches who did not want me in their “group” at all, and let me know about it. I won’t bother getting into the little girl exclusion antics that little girls do. But this is exactly what I mean when I say choose friends wisely. Try to avoid that latter types of families, and it’s best not to cause any fighting or conflicts – don’t declare war with them, or make it known about your feelings - just keep your feelings to yourself, and avoid people who are just plain “not very nice.” - that’s who they are, it’s not going to change, even after they grow into adults, they will remain the same. It’s their mentality. Their family mentality, and it will stick around all of their life and into the next generation as well. I personally believe this “good natured” personality trait is formed from intelligence – high intelligence. It is the non-thinkers in life who just want to fight and play sides. (Having said that mum ofcourse remained friends with the farmers on the other side of town, and attended a few parties with them!) There was no stopping her on her ‘friend accumulation’ mission! She had many many friends, most of them genuine, the ones around Gunnedah especially, although and I don’t think my parents fully understood what it is about them that attracted certain types of people. It wasn’t friendship. It was the perception of money, they were a little bit blind to this fact, and as a result were used sometimes; they lost quite a bit of their inheritance from the sale of dads mum’s house. On the other hand, there’s some people who could see how many friends my parents had, and thought, ooh, they must have a lot of money with all those friends! My parents were typical, average income middle-class people, dad had a government job, mum did not work but was a house wife until she did a bit of freelance nursing work briefly, when I was at school. They both had a postitive outlook on life, and thought that everyone was good, the notion of someone using them, would not even have entered into their minds. But, make sure the people in your life are worthy (they do exist). Someone told me it is Centrelink who do not want people to have friends, and so go about manipulating the situation so no ‘ties’ are formed – they work at doing this (stupid attitude, and they brainwash people like Victoria Keene’s mother). My design above shows my love of bright positive colours, still. – I attribute my love of colour from my happy childhood. It is “EarthGroove 2020” in bedspread doona from RedBubble 13. Fake farmers markets, Troubles with selling my produce , Cooking, and School food I just watched a YouTube news clip about farmers markets selling produce that was not grown locally from a farm, or organically – as the stall holders claim. But big multinational companies were selling their goods instead at twice the price, using on sellers, sometimes peeling off stickers (caught on camera) and lying to buyers. Shame on those dodgy fruiterers. This reminded me of when I tried to sell some of my organic produce direct from my garden at a corner store in Gunnedah. I didn’t really sell too much at first, it wasn’t until I happened to mention it at a funeral to family and friends, when suddenly I went there the next day and all had sold out! Shortly after that, the store closed down, unexpectedly. I realised it was solely because that store owner was willing to sell famers foods, - the powers that be in Gunnedah, don’t want any farmers markets, they don’t want people buying direct from the farm, they don’t want people buying organic - don’t ask me why this is, (well, ok, ofcourse – ITS GREED from established networks). A definite manoeuvre of the powers that be in Gunnedah, in the farming community. (Actually the same, if it's not the very same people in Gunnedah: this is the reason why you can't purchase solar powered units, as in, the complete setup. Because you need not just the solar panels, but you need a converter (to convert the solar power into compatible electricity for our plug-in devices). So you can't purchase this ‘all in one’ ready to use, just apply sun. that would be too easy, would it? I mean you can make it up yourself, you can go on YouTube and see how to do it, it's relatively easy, you've just gotta purchase the 3 components including compatible cableing, and make it one weekend. But, you cannot buy ready to go. OUTRAGEOUS why you can't buy the whole unit in one?? I can tell you most women, do not want to mess about out in the garage with electrical components. If you could just buy the whole thing, they would be sold all the time - so convenient. so the reason we can’t, and I don't even think it's cost related (because it is fairly expensive), but the main reason is the existing electricity companies, they want you using their power, and not FREE power. Anyway, it just goes to show there’s definitely a market for organic, direct from paddock to stall, but people aren’t aware (no Facebook then). And I think I might have mentioned this before, but I had to hire a channel dirt digger from Gunnedah high shop, and they had just been taken over by a new owner. I happen to have some spare fruit (out of my 16 fruit trees!) and so I thought I’ll take a basket in for these new owners. When it came time to pay the bill at the end of the day, they charged me for the digger, no problems, as arranged, but they also then charged me an additional $100 for their old bom Ute that was required to take it out on the special trailer, so I wasn’t too pleased about that, especially as that morning, I had just given them a whole huge basket full of perfect and fresh ripe organic produce - there would’ve been at least 30 huge stone fruits, with about 6 different varieties. Cream of the crop. Including the basket. This was Gunnedah Aghire, and I thought I saw Victoria Keen there, which was a little strange because I don’t believe her family owned that business or were the new owners either? I am way to old fashioned friendly and nice, when most retailers now are just plain thieves. Like I said before on my blog, every single business in Gunnedah was stealing from me, I hope they all get cancer and die, no more Miss Nice. In Gunnedah there were markets every Saturday, but they did not do much in the way of food. I recall my farmer landlord saying one day, he reckons all the farmers markets he had been to (so not sure where?) but, were all fake – all venders selling food from the supermarket. There was a little shop opened up in Gin Gin, selling farmers produce, I tried some strawberries from there, because the ones from the supermarket are crap, C-R-A-P, and indeed the strawberries from that shop were fantastic, they definitely would’ve been from a homegrown garden, not the hard as rock giant ones from the supermarkets. However, that business closedown after 12mnths, it may have had something to do with the fact that the owner was dishonest. It seems everybody needs to be reminded: you can’t lie and rip people off - they find out sooner or later, and you have to pay for it. (After I posted this, I saw a clip for premium strawberries grown locally now available in the supermarkets up here, but they wanted $30/kg (total rip of), but I tried them anyway, as I was having strawberry cravings, and, they were just the same as the other ones, the tasteless giant hard as rocks ones – farmer thieves at Coles and on the local Mackay 7 news TV – can’t watch live). So, I think it’s a dam shame, that I can’t get fresh organic food unless I grow it myself, and unfortunately being forced to move into a tiny little unit now, with no backyard, this is fairly hard. Before when I was near Bundaberg, they spray their paddocks with poisons, the poisons go everywhere; you’re driving along and you can see it and you can smell it, when you get closer to the spray tractor, you can see it all over the road, and you drive through the mist. Plus it goes across to the next paddock, plus it goes down to the connecting road which happened to be a highway where there’s multiple cars going past. Those farmers are completely careless about spraying poisons. They don’t give a toss where it goes, as long as they’re crop gets sprayed. This is why we need strong governments in charge, so they can lay down rules for these strong willed greedy lazy careless farmers. I’ve noticed there are some things now appearing in the supermarket that are organic like the apples, but they are twice the price, and considering I purchased 2 Apple trees at my Rangari garden, I really have a lot of contempt now for spending money on such an item. Same with all the vegetables infact, I used to grow many, and was near self-sufficient (aside from meat). I try to be healthy still, I keep a bag of kale in the freezer, kale is said to be the healthiest green you can eat, but society is dictating to me, that I can’t be too healthy, because I’m not married to a rich husband. This misogynistic passive aggressive attitude, by the way is driven mostly by women, (who work at Coles), and not men. Update in 2025, since moved to a spot where I can grow veges, thaaankgoodness. Also, there are now even more organic options in the supermarket, unfortunately still a little bit too expensive, although that doesn't really stop me when purchasing carrots; there's nothing like just going to the fridge getting a carrot and start munching on it - if you don't buy organic you can't do this, you HAVE to wash it first. And I've personally noticed with apples and berries that aren't organic, they give me spine pain, I'm fairly certain it's from the pesticides (?), so I think there should be laws; can't grow berries in this country unless they're organic, you have to do it under nets, can't spray poison on them, there's just too many insects to do it outside of a double entrance tunnel. And no imports unless organic, including other products that contain berries. {Acceptable nazi area}. Also, I want to add when I left home at age 11 to go to boarding school, I have talked about how I was a very fussy eater, and there was a whole process I had to go through to fix that issue. So, after that phase, my next phase, I guess, year 10, 11 and 12 - I would just come home for school holidays and my 2 term weekends, and I would cook. That’s all I would do, I would cook all the family meals, I would go through all the woman’s weekly cookbook‘s. I would’ve cooked every single recipe in the Chinese cookbook, as well as Cakes and Biscuits, the Italian one, and of course my very favourite, the French cookbook. Mum had purchased the whole set of woman’s weekly cookbooks for me, as I had shown an interest in cooking from an early age. I remember mum bringing home that little Show Pamphlet every year; Gunnedah had an annual show, and at the show, aside from all the rides and show bags that everybody loved, there were different pavilions, one consisting of food, and one of crafts, there were probably others too. I recall I had a whole shoebox full of awards and ribbons for all the cakes, biscuits, and crafts that I had put in to the Gunnedah show! As a child, the winning prize money was something like $.75 for first, $.50 for second and $.20 for third! I’m pretty sure I was the only young eight-year-old baking in Gunnedah – so there wasn’t too much competition, no wonder I had won pretty much every category I entered! Lol. I remember one year I was so cocky and confident with my baking I decided that instead of doing a typical cake, like a sponge or a teacake, I would make up a cake, without following a recipe, I can’t say it turned out exactly as I planned - I’m not sure I got the whole concept of a raising agent, and the cake was bright pink, which none of the old lady judges seem too impressed about! Never mind I had fun. Anyway, those woman’s weekly books were a tremendous inspiration for me, they had pictures with every recipe, and were just fantastic, written by some talented and organised cooks. So, it seems being on a fortnightly rotation of school meals, may inspire cooking. (I have to mention, food served up at school on the weekends was atrocious, I basically starved every weekend, lunch consisted of a fried piece of tinned pineapple, served on a weeks left over bun or stale flatbread, with an optional piece of tomato and or cheese slice - really unappealing for me, for some reason I didn’t like fresh tomatoes when I was a child, of course now do, but my brother refused to eat tomatoes as well and apparently, he still does. And I’ve heard other kids don’t like tomato’s too – too vinegary, I guess. I recall every Friday night we had battered fish and chips which sounds good in theory, but was basically soggy potatoes, really awful, I don’t think you can actually call them chips they were so bad, although I did like the fish because it was mostly tasteless, and I liked the batter, it was really thick and unhealthy -this was appealing to me as mum was not there to monitor things! She was total health freak. And I want to mention the Butcher in Petersham (again – another little didi that was stolen, or at any rate not showing in microsoft search on my PC), it is the Talho Portuguese & Spanish Butchery on New Canterbury RD, when I first went there, I was blown away, there was food everywhere hanging from the ceiling too, I had not seen anything like it. The service was outstanding, every one there was nice and the food quality superb - best butcher I ever been too. They been there for 30years according to wiki. Sometime before that I went to a butcher near Dulwich hill, - so bad, the guy behind the counter basically refused to serve me, he looked at me and treated me with such disdain, I wondered how he could be in business at all – some people…. (what did he think I was going to do that might so offend him?? – too ugly to serve?? Just didn’t like women???). 14. This is my Hair Planter! Unfortunately, I only had 600g of hair (saved from every shampoo and conditioner shower wash over 10 years!). So, I was 200g short, and had to use eyelash yarn for the top rim. I was a little bit disappointed of being short, but have started saving some more; I suspect in a couple of years’ time I’ll have enough to rip out the eyelash yarn and finish it finally with some more homespun hair yarn! I used 2 strands held together, so it’s actually really thick, and it doesn’t really need a plastic liner, but I figure it will last 10 times longer if I use a plastic liner. You can see the plastic liner in the photo, still waiting for me to trim it off. All in all, hair makes a perfect plant liner, and I’m glad it was so difficult to buy a peatmoss liner, which is how I came up with this use for my five balls of hair yarn! By the way, when I pulled each tangle of hair off my Afro comb, I put them aside until I had 50g worth, then I put the 50g through a Carder machine, and I do have really long hair, so it didn’t do a perfect job of aligning the fibres, meaning when I spun it, it turned out of thick and thin, like it was pretty impossible to get a fine yarn from my course hair, but this is what makes it perfect for the thick liner. The yarn itself is very strong, I couldn’t break it with my hands, it had to be cut with scissors. Well worth the effort, and I have written the knit pattern, and put it on my website, if anyone wants it! 😁 Btw, 80g of my Home Spun Hair, was STOLEN! Update: after 15mnths, I had accumulated another 200g of hair to replace the rim, BUT, when I went out to get my planter, I discovered little bugs eating my hair planter!! They had already eaten the whole bottom part, the part that was often wet. Ah shucks!! Thus ends my hair planters. L I took a photo of the bugs; 15. Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your own Horn I can see, thank goodness, today, times have changed slightly, and people are no longer afraid of tooting their own horn! (I am not talking about Car horns here, don’t get me confused when you read that heading - I am deeply opposed to people tooting their car horns, disturbing the quiet enjoyment of the neighbourhood, like my stupid neighbours at no 108.) But it is really nice to see someone revelling in their own achievement. I’m not sure why people have had such hang-ups on this issue in the past; (and I am not talking about screwing someone out of something by stealing – and feeling like you won – fake won). I remember well from school, the girls school, I attended, there was an issue about being self-assured, arrogant or cocky in anyway. It was specially frowned upon for women to be proud. Even if one, was outstanding at some task, you were still not permitted to say “hey I’m the best!” or something along those lines, because it was considered in extreme poor taste to do so. And if a girl dared, do it, she would be chastised by everyone in a dogpack manner; in the mean and passive aggressive ways that women have, to ‘put them back in their place’ so to speak. I believe just from experiencing life, that this has a lot to do with again, wanting to be English and of Polite Society, they are taught specifically to be “a quiet achiever”, and if you raise your child, or the children in a school, in this way, then you would be considered to be of “polite society”! So, it was an attitude associated with money, so it was something people, women, wanted to adopt so they would be associated with “polite society”. That’s one reason, the other is because (little) girls are threatened by another, who maybe better at them for something – when, that girl is perceived to be of lower class – little girls are really stupid. And there was definitely a double standard for girls, versus boys. Boys were allowed to be cocky and arrogant, but not girls. And in my experience, it was always the girls allowing the boys to be cocky, but who would chastising women for exactly the same thing! Growing up, most of the boys I knew don’t give a toss if you’re cocky or not, in fact they would probably prefer a cocky girl, they could relate more, and feel more comfortable around, someone who is fully self-assured. Although I found this does not apply to older grown men, I did come across quite a few grown man who definitely didn’t like self-assured confident women. This applies in the work place too. And this applies to women who control the conversation. I guess this is a good spot to mention this phenomena. I found in certain situations in life, I have to take full control, like if I’m moving, and I’ve got to talk to the removalist, I mean there are plenty of situations, but this is a really easy one so you can see what I mean because it is the person moving, who knows where the boxes have to go, and which is the best order to unpack your load. It is no problem for me to take control and make sure everything goes smoothly, however what I noticed at the end of the day, is that men really have issues with this lack of control on their behalf, and they’re very aware that a woman has been telling them what to do all day long, and in fact, they’ve got a kind of reconnect with each other and talk about ‘male’ things. I was thinking about this, and I noticed that with a group of women, this is not a problem that women suffer from, in my experience. I mean mostly they don’t suffer from this problem, mostly they’re not even aware of who is in control they just following the flow of the day. However, men are very much aware of this. So rather than women having to ‘wake up’ in this case - it’s more of a “men need to realise that women are allowed to be in control”, and things are not going to work out if they’re not. I’ve also noticed this is a thing in relationships with men not wanting to engage in conversation with his wife unless he dictates what the topic of conversation is, or when they do certain activities or chores. So, the only advice I can give to a woman who is suffering in that kind of relationship is to make their husbands aware that they’re being over controlling in the moment, so call him a big fat arse if he gets an ”attitude’ when you change the conversation, call him up on his bad behaviour. And don’t be afraid to jump in with your comments if someone is manoeuvring the conversation, they might not be deliberately doing it to ‘squash’ the other person, so say what you need to say. However, I’ve seen some women control everything in their marriage, but make it look, to the husband, like it’s his decision. She was very clever and her husband was basically a big doofus, but if he didn’t perceive that he was in control, their marriage would’ve ended in divorce. I personally believe this is big fat ego and I definitely would not put up with such shenanigans from a man, same as I wouldn’t consider being around anyone who has ever stolen from me, or stalked me, lied or harassed me in anyway - there’s just not a chance ever. I think I might have high standards compared to most women, because there’s so many women who are married, and I know the calibre of men is not that good. I guess people do certain things for love don’t they. Or wait, is that money. So, technology, and YouTube, are evolving peoples consciousness. The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is being fought against. People can put out their own personal stories in public view, rather than a story or person, who has been chosen by the powers that be in the media. People are allowed to toot their own horn now. So, I say, go for it, if you’ve done something outstanding, or even just a small little victory, like growing a good crop of veges, tell the world about it, we want to hear about it! (Mum used to hide zucchini and carrot in the Bolognaise sauce, we never knew!) { Oh, and tricking or manipulating your next door neighbour into doing something, something they otherwise would not be doing, - is not a victory.} My design above “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101h ” on wallpaper from Wallsauce 16. Dog Directors and Dog Writers I am going to keep a list You know, there used to not be any ‘dogs’ in the movie industry, I would only have dogs who hung outside my house, or followed me down the street, but now they have taken over the movie industry - since they couldn’t harass me on my remote farm. (Although I was advised by a little birdy, that they have been targeting people in this manner for many years, not just as of late). The directors and produces that let these people get away with what they do; are completely clueless, as to exactly just what they do. Attention seeking rude morons. The women who organize this are truly despicable and evil creatures, it’s all a big dog game for them, they use the movie industry to ‘punish’ or ‘reward’ certain people that they are victimizing, just like some people do when they’re training a dog. Hence dog game. So, if the ‘dog’ did something good, they put in a funny little bit, they make edits, or if the ‘dog’ did something which the evil women didn’t like, then they edit in something mean and bitchy. But there is a whole heap of people that can see or read signs, not just the intended victim. Wake up movie directors, and get rid of those stupid fucking evil female dogs and their stupid condescending dog games. I also am harassed by TV industry using 'empty head' people, there are heaps of them. {Exactly just why are there so many 'empty head' type. What exactly was their lineage? Were their parents just complete hopeless drug addicts? or is it a genetic DNA thing that runs through families? Why hasn’t anything been done about these genetics, we don’t want a whole lot of 'empty heads' running around; they are exactly like zombies from that movie Zombie, I guess with just a little less raw flesh and blood. It won’t be too hard to get rid of the gene if you make people aware.} Movies with Metaphysical world problems from Hollywood, Bad crew, Rapist; The Master (Incidently a movie about a man subconsciously searching for a Queen Bee) 17. How to be sane when surrounded by evil , with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection This still happens at my new address. Sometimes, that is, not always; whenever I walk outside the house or unit, suddenly there is a commotion, like cars turn up at neighbours, or cars leave neighbours, people yell out, sometimes phone rings, they turn their music on, up to 11….all manner of different things happen. Comotion. It happened at my last place at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park, and it sometimes happens here - usually on the weekends, especially when I just moved in. I have no idea why my neighbours carry on in such a manner I can only assume it’s because they’re retarded and make a noise whenever they see or hear a girl, like a monkey. After writing this, I awoke next morning after a good nights sleep (for once) with – not kidding, a monkey or ape / Gibbon, hair stuck to my skin in an almost unmentionable spot. DOGS I cannot do anything about what goes on while I am asleep, I have no control – and see how evil people are. You are not welcome in my house at anytime you wannabe hypnotist. If I saw you, and had a gun – I would blow your head off. (They have done that sleep theft/ interference before, infact I think it goes right back to 1998 when I was living in that horrible suburb, Petersham. They definatly did it at Rangari and Kookaburra Park too, a few times when I awoke to discover unexplained things, like door open that I had shut, windows too open with flyscreens lying on the ground, my watch off and tampered with, necklace off (with key on it), - my knitting; at Rangari when I was waiting for my pool to arrive, I did a lot of knitting, and I started noticing things that were a little odd; when I started knitting from where I left off, it was not quite right. So, this one day, it was just really niggling on my mind, so I made a point of fully remembering where I was up to so, I could resume the next day, and sure enough the next day, there were two additional rows that had been knitted from where I had stopped. Plus, what’s more, the knit tension was the same as my knitting. So, somebody has come into my house when I’m asleep and have knit those 2 rows - and the thieving dogs who can break in to my house without waking me, have found someone who has the same tension as mine – a highly pre organized plan. Somebody suggested I leave my knitting in front of the cameras, because I did have security cameras at Rangari (not that they did much to deter criminals, power off). However, the strange knitting phenomena did stop after that comment. There were a few other mysterious things too. Criminal, immoral and disgusting. Fuck off Simon Baker and that whole crew, could you be any more inappropriate. Or their copycats. Someone told me there are people who can put you into a deep sleep by gentle persuasion. So, if they cannot hypnotize you while you are awake, to steal from you (there are people who prey on ‘sleeping beauty’ types), so if they cannot “get you”, then they can do it when you are asleep, by tricking you in that dream like state - gain your trust and convince you to, for example “go underground – where you cannot hear anything,” difficult to explain, but I have awoken from such places, and know it happens. Well, while possibly my neighbours or TV people are very negative, I can only surround myself with positive things at my place, like my new flowery coffee cups that I purchased from the post office, aren’t they gorgeous! 😁🌺 Actually, here is a good spot to mention something else the dogs get up to, I haven’t mentioned it before, and they’ve been doing this particular ‘antic’ for years. I think if I wasn’t a very healthy sane person, this would deeply affect me in a negative way, so I’m going to write about it because it probably affects other people who are like me, but maybe not feeling as ‘sound of mind’. People, opportunists, in the neighbourhood or situation, latch on to something I am doing, and imply that “it’s too late - you’ve missed out”. When in actual fact, it’s not too late, I haven’t missed out at all, it’s just they’re trying to create fear and antagonism. Like if somebody does the wrong thing by me, which happens all the time, I will give you an example; there has been someone from Centrelink call-centre stalking me, and I go to put in a complaint about him, but my neighbours imply “it’s too late, you should have done it at the time it happened, which was several weeks ago.” OK, so how would my neighbors know if it’s too late, and as if it would be, one can put in a complaint at any time, and I did. I can give you another example, slightly different, when I was late at the Melbourne airport to catch my plane, there was a moment at the check-in where I was told it was probably too late, but I can check to see if the boarding gate is still open, so I was in sight of the gate, and there was suddenly an old man, in his 40’s or 50’s probably, beckoning me to run so as not to be late, but then I could see next to him, the gate was already shut, fuck people are weird; so that guy was an opportunistic arshole, who wanted to see me panic and run only to find out that I was too late after all. I hope he gets cancer and dies. As I was writing this story, and thinking there is a lot of evil, the words ‘Evil Knievel’ popped into my head, and I remember from the 80s, this real show, I think it was American, starring a daring bike rider called Evil Knievel, and all the kids, the little boys, thought he was soooo cool, and wanted to be just like evil Knievel and ride a motorbike. I think Evil Knievel is responsible for this retarded behaviour in grown man today, it’s like those idiots are a by-product of Evil Knievel. Do you see entertainers; how you have to be responsible. They copy everything. 18. Nurses Force Feeding Patients I have written about this on my About Page Blog, but the lack of common sense found within the female dominated health sector is so bad, I am compelled to write a separate story for this topic. They still use disgraceful ‘Nazi’ ‘Gestapo’ tactics to power trip over victims. What happens is force-feeding in mental health wards, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with ‘pressure’ involving looks/stare, threatening remarks and humiliation. And if one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person (adult) to get them to comply (exactly like how a pack of dogs targets its prey). It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. Or well, their motivation is a powertrip, and NOT what’s best for the patient. And their victims are adults and can make their own decisions when it comes to food. This is a form of abuse. They know, say, speech impediments are a direct result of using humiliation tactics to manipulate a person, {usually a child, as they are easier to dominate than an adult, but these nurses and Dr’s have found a legal way to humiliate and victimize adults}. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst a rebel type personality or an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age 7, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. (Having said that about childish instincts, most adults that cross my path are still like that, even a nice (very smart) Dr I saw years ago about my arthritis; I knew at the time I had a slight temperature, and after she took a reading, she was reluctant to tell me what it was, because indeed I did have a slight temperature, I had to pry it out of her, because she did not want me to be right, because I was sooo sure I was right – and she gets to make the diagnosis, not the patient! – see, rebel personality!) So, if you just give patients some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (Same with raising kids btw, this is the very reason why there is a huge network of petty crime; these over controlled over disciplined kids, over ‘yelled’ ats, grow up to jump on the first rebellious band wagon they come across, which in Australia is petty crime – huge network, akin to the fight club in the movie FightClub, only petty theft is the chosen activity.) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. (Btw, I believe they are trying to get hospitals now to be more ‘health’ conscious about the food they dish up.) I can’t believe places like this are still in operation. Change only comes about from naming and shaming; Bundaberg mental health hospital staff - Manager: Katie Rogers. Teresa, Annette, Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex MClymont, Rosalind, Reggie, Dr Menosha, Lisa, Fred, John, Karen, Shas gee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (she force feeds people, god help her is she has kids, in fact god help all the kids of the women that work there, they are all totally dysfunctional, and I suspect that is the very reason they work there – they are the ones with mental problems) -those staff can’t help anyone, if you are not feeling 100%, take matters into your own hands, no one else knows what is best for you. Sometime after I have written about that mental health ward, 2 of the nurses that work there have been charged for unwarranted medication against patients. I have heard that nurses in hospitals use the same tactic if a patient is winging, or they just don’t like them, or are afraid of them (all the poor men with tattoos- you had better watch out – silly twits (male and female) get afraid over nothing, so tattoos would be very scary for them) Although, there was a Dr that I witnessed, who was the main guilty person, who ‘sets’ the bar so to speak amongst the nurses, - it is her you have to get, her name was Menosha. I would like to touch on that “setting the bar” issue, as this happens a lot in life, I’ve noticed. It’s like people can’t seem to respond in their own language and ways, they have to take cues from the person they’re speaking to, so if I’m speaking in a nice pleasant manner to the person, they are going to speak back in a nice pleasant manner. If I speak with a hint of sarcasm, intern the person I’m speaking to, will speak with sarcasm. The same with any other array of emotions like anger, hostility, “sneakiness” or even if I use an accent like slang, or certain body language. It’s bizarre and happens all the time. It’s like everything you do is mirrored back to you all the time. So particularly a DR and someone in a position of power, somebody that is looked up to, they have to be especially good, and set a good example. And I noticed after writing about force feeding, there are certain types of people out there, who are trying to also force feed women, by using images of food (they heard that being overweight actually increases breast size, so they have an extra motivation to manipulate women in to being fat. STOP DOING THAT OR YOU WILL GO TO HELL. 19. Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Gunnedah Landcare refused to serve me because I was a single woman. I suspect the person in question, was the ‘dogs’, who drive a white SUV, are afraid I’m going to seduce and whisk away, was the owners son, who is probably the owner himself now, Josh, and, is also probably married now. I went to horticultural school with him, and he used to ‘use, as a tool’ the slightly retarded boy - his mother told everyone he was retarded, (his mum was doing the course aswell) although I do not believe that he was retarded in anyway, aside from being slightly socially retarded and slightly deluded about other people who he held in awe. So, Josh, would use this boy for reflective purposes, to basically have a go at me – verbally disrespectful – he would ‘egg’ him on’ - this happens to me a lot, see another example in my “water cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery” photo story. It’s amazing what people get up to when they think no one is watching. Usually, it’s woman I have this kind of problem with, older arshole woman using younger woman in the same manner, but not this time. Josh was an arsehole because that’s what arseholes do, and they’re the worst kind of arseholes, because they’re cowards. So, you see little girl in white SUV, there’s not a chance in hell that I’ll be seducing your husband and running off with him. Wake up stupid bimbos. You may have been fooled by your man, but I certainly was not. That boy Brandan, I was advised he had Asperger’s disease, and I don’t know if you’re familiar with the French language, but Asperger is the French word for asparagus. So, I’m thinking the doctors have encountered someone like Brandan and put their hands up in the air and said “fucked if we know what’s wrong, we’ll just call it Asperger’s”. Or maybe it’s related to eating too much asparagus each spring when it is abundant! who knows the thoughts of people who try to be funny, or try to ‘box up’ people who they don’t quite understand, as to why they don’t function exactly the same as everybody else. Although my personal opinion of him was one of an environmental circumstance, I could see even though he didn’t speak much, he certainly wasn’t stupid, he paid attention, and could read the situation. He was raised by his mother only, no father, so no strong leadership or discipline, and I would say limited social interactions especially when he was younger, and thus limited skills in this area as a result. Although if you read my blog, I often talk about sleeping beauty syndrome amongst women, I’d say he would be suffering from this as well, especially when around other boys who are bigger better stronger faster, and I personally believe this is not a direct lack of brain cells or function, but maybe a lack of stimulation and empowerment; as kids need to be woken up with encouragement, excitement, activity, inspiration and restraint. And I know the women in Gunnedah, tend to raise their kids in a Conservative manner, so basically their kids end up pretty much oppressed, and as a result, they act up, in rebel mode, in situations when they think nobody‘s watching, it’s like they do the opposite of what they’ve been ‘trained’ not to do, as a direct result of a ’leash’ that has been too tight in one or more areas. Giving a child the ability to make the correct decisions and be responsible, is something a lot of parents don’t know how to do and it’s the most important one. Infact often when I encounter teenage boys, my main mission is to get through to them how ‘useless’ girls are, so they in turn have to be the ‘responsible’ one, as most of them are deluded about girls, and think they are all the straight A teaches pet responsible type – and well at school they might be, but it all changes out in the real world, that’s why boys have to be the responsible type and not the rebel type – and once they understand this – life changing – they totally step up on the right path. I would also tell a young man, if he was thinking of asking a girl out, because he wanted to get ‘partnered up’. He ought to go and look at Adam Thomas’s youtube videos, and practice how to do Adams “desert” massage, {he calls any massage that is not specifically targeting an organ - a desert massage!lol}. The reason why I’m writing about this boy is because I suspect he has been another one of the people who have been harassing me particularly online, I can’t say for certain if it’s him, but it’s someone who goes by the name of Brandan, and if it is not Brandan from horticulture, then it’s someone who wants me to think it is, and I would say, write about Brandan, so this is the Brandan story. 20. Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Enough! Fuck off you stupid bitch. I’m goddamn sick and tired of having these stupid little nonthinking pervert monkeys on my back; fuck off and get a life, mind your own business, you are not welcome in my life. Stop trying to make me feel guilty, about things you have absolutely no understanding off, you stupid little girl. This revolting person has been trying to do this for 20 years, they are truly evil and should be shot, I would gladly do it, maybe then I would actually have something to feel guilty about, but I doubt it. Also this reminds me of behaviour from some marriages, where, before she married, perhaps before they met, she had a relationship/s with other men, and the husband constantly reminds her about the relationship, and teases her - it’s just another disgusting form of bullying and revolting antagonistic behaviour by someone trying to dominate the relationship, and most likely a drunk. This is exactly what those stupid bitches are trying to do; get it through your thick bimbo heads; we are not in a relationship. 21. Widow Pension OMG, COME ON!! I have just discovered this. This is a payment given by Centrelink to ANY woman who was married, but their husband died. It is the most sexist thing I have heard of, after unequal pay for same work. It’s like reward for getting married to some barbarian. The government is saying “well, you, got married to an Australian yobo man, and for doing that, after he dies, when you are single again, we will reward you by supporting you with a generous fortnightly pension, so you don’t have to worry, and be treated like unemployed scum, like all the other single ladies get treated – we will elevate you.” I can’t believe they do this. I am single, I have never married, and I am pretty sure I would have way more ‘societal’ problems than a woman who is a Mrs. Infact I know I do, if you have read my Blog – Single Lady Persecution – you will see that I do. So, if that woman is entitled to pension for now, being single – GUESS WHAT, so should I be. Stupid and unfair Centrelink. I would go further and state most women by the age 40 – are a right off, they can no longer work due to “FEMINE BODY WEAKNESS”, yet Pension age is not until 65. (I may be a bit bias due to my scoliosis: infact I have to update, as not “femine body weakness”, but Scoliosis, and my condition is considered severe! lol although I have seen severe cases, and it gets way worse. – And btw, it was never treated or acknowledge by any Dr after my 40’s- due to being unemployed, (discrimination yet again): apparently my Xray was stolen by the female hospital staff at Bundaberg / Gin Gin to give to their friend for disability payment - thus stealing my disability payment). Ah the health sector in Australia – total inbred female thieves. However, if you check the scientific facts about women, Centrelink: I was advised that after a woman goes through menopause (menstruation stops), she undergoes rapid degenerative decline. ALL woman that is. It’s like it’s a secret – ‘oooh well, we don’t want anyone to know that an older woman may not have all her faculties’. A secret due to pecuniary interests! What are they meant to do in that time between 40 and 67 if they are not married to a rich husband? This current society still does not have common sense. Women are not looked after. They are not after to retire after menopause. Btw, don’t think that some wives won’t send her husband off to a fake war in the hopes he gets ‘off’d’ and she can get the Widow Pension. Real. And, since I know of 2 women who receive a disability pension, and have no disability, but after getting to know the personality of such women, those women have certain traits, like being easily used and manipulated, will not cause any problems or question anything, will lie in order to aide oneself; it those traits that make them the perfect Centrelink recipient – dogs. You know if I were selling an item, but thought the item crap, there is no way I would lie to the customer and state this is the best item ever, you should buy it – but centerlink favours those women who do just that. Liars. In Australia it does not pay to have morals – it is a weak country. I want to add to above when I said treated as an employed scum, - such an irony, because there’s so many industries, receiving government grants or subsidies, way more than unemployment totals WAY MORE. I’ve heard of some farming families, receiving $20,000 a year, total subsidies, so that doesn’t include the profits from what they actually grow. So, you see, those people are just the same as someone receiving unemployment benefit. The only difference being they are greedier and have worked out a way to legally steal money. AND THE STUPID BANKS recognize them as responsible and someone on unemployment as unresponsible. Such irony. They really pick and choose who they want to have money and who does not. Now you may be wondering that my grudge against Centrelink is too severe, but I think I have done a pretty good job outlining on my blog, about the evil that they do- true evil scum at Centrelink. But here is yet another issue: I have a medical certificate from Centrelink, due to degenerative disc problems as well as collapsed arch (the Dr still did not acknowledge my Scoliosis for the past 6yrs, just ignored it). I first received this medical certificate in 2020, I could have got it in 2017, as that’s when my arch collapsed, but as I was doing my seed selling as part of their “hoops”, it did not seem necessary to me. {Essentially, a medical certificate is so you don't have to run through employment hoops, and more importantly be treated like 3rd class scum with their tyrannical nazi activities that they later introduced}. I did apply for a pension, but they denied me – apparently both feet have to be out of action to receive a pension. (Again the “pick and choose”). In 2023, as obviously I still have all of these conditions. I applied for a pension again, as it says on Centrelink that you can receive a pension if you've been receiving a medical certificate for illness you have had for three years or longer. But Centrelink, being who they are, cynts, refused me the pension again. So, in 2025, I suddenly receive notification from Centrelink that they're going to ignore my medical certificate now meaning I would be3 forced to jump through their CUNT hoops. Ignore! That's pretty much what they said, word for word! Now obviously they can't do that, and obviously it was notification sent by some Centrelink cynt, playing "I want to be a tyrannical thief" game. So, after a lot of bother, I get a different person, and they said "oh yes we see you have a medical certificate from the doctor, so you don't have to run through employment hoops". – plus, they give you $5 pharmaceuticals allowance. So, I don't know if you can see what's going on here, but they did this so that it would not be recorded, as me having a medical certificate for 6 years. Because I'm entitled to a pension and they basically refuse to give it to me. As they are CUNTS. Now I know there are probably people with far worse conditions than me, but it is up to them to complain about their situation – I am complaining about mine. This is my song! (People imply to me that I don't have to do anything, stop winging. They say "all I have to do is eat!"), this is not actually true - I still have my seed business, I have to make sure I have a continuous supply of seeds, which involves manual gardening work. I still have to lodge my tax return every year, albeit always under the “taxfree threshold” non lodgment. (People who earn less than $22000 do not have to pay tax – although they changed that this year so NO additional income after unemployment, can be earned without submitting tax form {what a bloody nuisance}. I personally believe they did this as I have stupid people who steal from me thinking I owe gov tax, as I did not have to lodge tax form when under the “taxfree threshold”. Such is the stupid nature of the dogs in this country. So I still have bills to pay, rego to pay, omg electricity bills (I would have medical bills too, but since I can't afford those, there's none!), and besides, whenever I start to feel lucky, something always goes wrong, I get sabotaged: it's like those dogs try to make people feel guilty for being content. "You're not lucky you've been totally screwed" be miserable ha! Actually, as I update this story, there was a bit missing, I will repeat here: last time I put in a complaint to Centrelink about being harassed by some woman from Centrelink - she kept calling me and leaving messages {I think she was from Gunnedah?}. After I complained about that, that’s when they stopped the medical certificate. It was like a punishment for putting in a complaint. So, this TYRANNICAL behaviour is a big no-no; even in organisations and retailers (who hate complaints), they make a point of letting all their customers make complaints, because if customer does not get a chance to complain about their grievance, then they'll do something to retaliate, like steal from them. So, my written grievances here, probably have a lot to do with the fact that I can't actually complain to Centrelink about how they mess up, and how evil they are. Also, and I don't know if this is true, but someone told me it was the Dr’s receptionist who stole my back x-ray 2021, to give to her friend, so they could receive the pension. It most definatly sounds like something the thieving dogs would do – especially those ones down there aty Bundaberg and Gin Gin. I believe it, and way worse things they are probably doing to wrought Centrelink. Well, I am sure the government will simply turn a blind eye, like they do to all the stealing that goes on in this country. So on my third attempt at my Centrelink pension application, I come up to where it says "businesses you're associated with" and I see my business there: Farm Plants And Seeds, (my successful money making conglomerate of $40-60 a month! ) I make sure all of those details are correct, and then the question takes me to companies that I've been involved in, and I just assume they're talking about Farm Plants And Seeds, but it wouldn't let me continue unless I filled in another company information (?) so I put in all of this information again, but then it asked me about hours and I'm thinking well this is an issue, because you have to have a certain amount of hours and they clearly wanted to make me state incorrect hours – this is what they do – passive aggressive. So I closed the browser down and log on to my PC, onto Centrelink, because they work differently from device browser, and I realize something really sinister may have been going on, because under my business, it says that I'm involved in: Bieman family trust, however I am NOT involved in a business called Bieman family trust - there never was a Bieman family trust; dad worked for the government, dep of Ag, he didn't have any significant money for a trustfund! As if. I am aware that dad told Centrelink about a trustfund, as I was there at the time he did it, like, I thought he was joking around, as he was completely drunk, it was about 9pm at night. I thought someone might have put him up to it?? Egged him on? Was he being manipulated by someone? Cunts at Centrelink? I'm not entirely sure. But I certainly knew he didn't have any money at that time; in fact, I knew he was still paying off his mortgage. So, the whole thing was a bit bizarre. And actually, he hadn't finished paying off his mortgage when he died of pancreatic cancer shortly later. And I know Centrelink, know full well how much money Dad had, and I know Centrelink knows full well how much money I have - so the whole thing doesn't make any sense from where I'm standing from. So, I'm thinking, maybe some young Centrelink staff have seen "Bieman family trust" on my profile, and I think maybe that's why they are around hounding me and harassing me and stealing from me because they think I have money from a Bieman family trust!! This is probably why I have stupid dogs on Prime video telling me how rich I am, so it is ok to steal from me – STUPID LITTLE DOGS. Dad's arsehole joke. Dad worked for the department of agriculture, I mean how much money did they think they pay their workers? I seriously have had so many problems from Centrelink; how many stupid young people were there, to read my profile and then start harassing me?? HOW FUCKIN MANY? So anyway, I'm going to be calling them on Monday and getting them to remove it: Monday comes along, oh guess what, I called them and they couldn't see any trust fund on my profile “so they couldn't remove it” - and this was after putting me on hold for two hours, some Indian woman, most likely a call centre in India - bloody hopeless. So, then I called the Centrelink complaints line, who also put me on hold, the same music, so obviously the same people doing this. And this girl said that she can see it, and that she will go ahead and start the removal process, which will take several months - this is exactly the kind of bullshit bitch behaviour that Centrelink does, they are evil cunts. As you can see I do not have very good feelings about Centrelink, And the staff who work at Centrelink. Only made worse by the fact that yesterday, I collapsed my foot again, after it was nearly almost better (??). When one is unable to walk, one can spend a significant amount of time writing. Who knows maybe after another six years, my writing might get so good, I can write a story for someone else to steal, and cash in on. Australia. Free Flickr photo of Sydney Opera House – no attrition necessary, hooray for this person with commonsense. 22. More Bloody Beepers, I am never going to be friends with you, stupid girl When you fight with someone you are wanting to enter into a relationship with them. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN MY LIFE. Someone in this direction beeped at me. I had just stopped at the post box to post letters and sure enough someone beeped again, they beeped at me last time I was at the post box, they beeped at me just after I got fuel the other day. In fact, whenever I go into Sarina, and where ever I’ve been in my past - they beep me. I have actually seen 3 of my neighbours beeping at me while I’ve been parked here, so possibly it is one of my neighbours following me down town – that’s what my neighbours at Kookaburra Park did, stalk me where ever I went! Sickoessss. I don’t recognise any of those cars at Sarina, and it could’ve been someone from behind the trees on the other side of the road beeping, who knows, who cares about stupid people who beep, just go away. You’re a nuisance. They also beep whenever I talk to someone on the phone – they drive past on the hwy and beep outside the unit????? Twice this morning again. And by the way, I believe someone read this, and said well why don’t you ask them nicely instead of swearing and being angry, and I would like to point out - it’s not up to me to sweet talk some arsehole who has been, and still is harassing me, – and knows perfectly well their behaviour is INTOLERABLE. It’s exactly the same thing if, there were two people standing side-by-side and one of them was smacking the other on the head with a stick, and the other person being hit, was screaming at them black and blue, to stop, and telling them to fuck off. And then someone coming along and observing the 2 in the situation, and saying to the person who was being beaten up “well you should ask nicely, and don’t swear”. Can you not see your condescending absurdity in asking me to be polite, to a criminal cretin who is being an ugly unlawful perpetrator - it’s the most ridiculous argument I have ever encountered, and the person who said that, you are so stupid you should never speak, ever again. BIMBO HOUSEWIVE I BET. Btw, I had the same response from some arsehole (it could have been the same stupid bitch) from Agnes Water, when I was on the Facebook forum, telling people about how I had someone in a plane harassing me, and spraying toxic poisons over me, they saw the letter that I wrote to the authorities about it, and said I should’ve been more “sweeter”. IDIOT And btw, my neighbours now are using kookaburra sounds on a sound blaster (like the ones radio people use) instead of yelling out as much. I mean, it may actually be kookas, they are around this area, but is it a coincidence that they go off every time when a girl in a white car turns up here? The sound is coming from the shed that has appeared at the front of the neighbours place, and also at the very back of their place? 23. Finally Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me So, the other day I went to sit down and eat my lunch, and watch some funny cat videos on You tube, they started with these very 2 offensive adds, which I suspect they can now target individual browsers, as I certainly have not seen those 2 adds before or since. And this reminded me of one of the reasons I no longer watch commercial TV, the antagonistic moral-less advertising people doing predatory offensive adds. Could all the ADD people from YouTube – who, I suspect maybe the same ones as from Channel 7 GO AWAY, leave me the hell alone you perverts. You do not get to decide what I watch and when. Comprehende? Who do you think you are? Get the hell out of my living room. (I really love YouTube, just not the pervs) AND you must obviously be adults who needs to be reined in by a parental authoritarian, so consumers don’t get so offended and riled up by your antics of such juvenile antagonistic and DEPRAVED behaviour. Grow up and get some morals. And while I’m at it, this reminds me, another thing those same people seem to do, and have done so for many years now, it is, they do something which does not quite make sense, then sign “you gotta start again” they have done it so many times, I no longer pay attention, but I remember Rove McManus started doing this years ago on his show, he was the first, but it seems now he has a whole lot of retarded monkey copycats. I notice, since I no longer watch Commercial TV, (since they have “teleban” me!! Lol – NOT FUNNY {little girls playing the exclusion game, channel 7 especially - they don’t want me watching to see what’s going on, like, between the lines, the actual truth, and tell everyone on my blog}) -it’s computer nerds who also have found a way to do it. They all seem to need to be literally told to vamoose - get it through your thick little heads, stop harassing me and leave me alone. Plus, I have no idea what they’re talking about, or what I should be starting again? If anyone wishes to discuss this with me in a respectful manner instead of doing DISRESPECTFUL SIGNS, (who are the only people that seem to find themselves clever, amusing or fun), why don’t you contact me? Run boy Run. Coward – the irony of it. And btw, whatever you are talking about and constantly repeating: I’m not going to be starting again, I don’t have to start again, or do anything that you desire. Comprehende? I’m living my life the way I see fit, and some overcontrolling wannabe invisible big brother sister, does NOT get a say in it. Only if I were married would I consider advice from another person, everybody else; my life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. I am the one that would know best about my life, better than you, I have had 49years of experience. Quite frankly, the fact that you’re still doing it after all these years tells me, that you do not actually have anything really important to say at all, you are just a pathetic attention seeker harasser who thinks oneself as a clever know it all. You are not my personal dictator, dumbass. And get lost Toyota ADD people, you are way too cocky and your cars aren’t even that good. You have created nazi cars -trying to take the control away from the person driving, and in the process, made the whole experience not actually work properly. And WAY TO SLOW on EV mode. (I don’t know how that last sentence got there, I have never driven a car with EV mode, nor do I know anyone with an EV…...) J but I will leave it there, its prob true. lol I know for a fact, that these people, have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with me, (just slightly), and these people have money, serious money. And I suspect it is them who arrange all the cars to follow me when I go out anywhere. Even in a remote spot, I would have at least 10 to 15 people who present themselves around me or infront of me, so that I would have to speak to at least 1 or 2. Sometimes they drive up to me and stare, or get out of their car and just stare at me, - very common, has happened to me all my adult life, but does not happen every time I go somewhere, just mostly, and somewhere good, means more people, but say somewhere mundane like the post office, only 1 or 2 people! But then what always happens, is after the strange people have all finally left, and it is back to being quiet and peaceful, somebody (I have no idea who) apologises to me. Every time. I have no idea why they arrange for 10-15 people to stare at me, or then why they’re apologising for it – EVERYTIME. But why they continue to keep doing it, when they just always apologies for it? it makes NO SENSE. I CAN ASURE you I deeply resent having 10-15 follow me to a spot, then simply stare at me. It is really stupid and annoying, and it would fall under the category of harassment. I didn’t have time to get a screenshot of the exact two offending ads on YouTube, that really annoyed me at the time, when I wanted to watch a cat video, and I suspect I won’t see them again. So I just made a little collage of an annoying thing on YouTube, so you get the gist. Btw, I do not know anyone associated with YouTube, aside from of course all the videos that I watch that random brilliant people upload. So, I don’t know any computer people who run it, who founded it or are admin or associated with YouTube at all. None. I don’t know anyone at all. So, all of them are complete strangers. If you want to obsess about someone, I suggest you get a wife or husband and obsess about them. And, as you know from my blog I’ve been ban from heaps of social media sites, but, YouTube hasn’t ban me, and I notice people are looking at my vids. But if I make comments below on certain someone’s video, they pick and choose what they will show to the public. For instance, a printer video showing how to refill ink cartridges (instead of replacing the whole cartridge) saving you a lot of money; I made the comment that Canon have figured out how to stop people from doing this by putting a computer chip in the ink cartridges, which I was outraged by, and expressed so in the comment, politely. Plus mentioned people ought to buy the Epsom refillable printer where ink cartridges don’t even exist (all you have to do is tip the ink in a little slot when it runs low saving about $50-$90 every three months). And so that comment was not shown by YouTube See what mongrels there are on the Internet. It is no longer FreeSpeech anywhere. 24. Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is This woman (Elenor Riese) died from the medication TREATMENTS, that so called ‘mental health ward’ staff, force on to people, mostly woman, who, they want to play cat and mouse games with. That screen shot is from the movie “55 steps” with Hilary Swank and Helena Bonham Carter, with the biography portraying an American civil rights lawyer trying to get them to stop FORCING patients to take their medication. In Australia – they still force medications, on involuntary patients. STUPID, those staff are murderers. I was later told nurses in hospitals also do it, if they have a patient they think is causing trouble (like even asking a question – oh no, not a question), they will force a syringe into them. Can you believe that? They so need to be sued. Anyway, the woman on the right is a real-life hero woman named Collett Hughes, who is a lawyer, and is aware of the injustice that is going on in mental health institutes. As far as I know, she’s the only person that is aware of the injustice. She is trying to do something about it. It was portrayed in the movie that she got them to stop forcing patients to use antipsychotic medications, however they still do this in Australia, so I’m not sure whether she actually won or not, it was not clear. It is said after the movie, she focused on trying to get mental health wards to stop restraining patients in isolation. There was a line in the movie that really resonated with me it was when the lawyer was discussing the case with her colleague and noted that Elena had realized what was happening to her body due to the medication; it was killing her, and she was so furious about it she was willing to fight with a lawyer to get them to do something about it. This is how I feel about my life and what I’m trying to betray on my blog, the injustice of all the thefts, the rich (and poor) people in society who like to play cat and mouse games, and try and inflict pain and injuries, and fear on other people, the stalking and verbal harassment, the Centrelink cunts.…all causing stress. Then including my seven-day forced lock up in a mental health ward to “determine whether I was crazy or not”, so many injustices, and so many things out of my control - all accumulating into making me furious, especially, how all those people just get away with it, and what’s more most of them think that they’re “helping”, like those stupid mental health workers in in this movie, who are real, who have ended up killing Elenor Riese with their stupid money-making medications. I want to add, aside from the pharmaceutical industry wanting people to put on drugs – so they can make money – it is the police who aid and abet pharmaceutical industry by using mental health wards. The police love locking up anyone they don’t like, or rubbed them the wrong way, plus of course total drunks or whatever etc. etc., so the “mental illness” is the perfect ruse for them, otherwise if they don’t break the law, they can exert their power tripping ways over them. So, the police love the power mental health professionals have – and I assure you they have way more than the police too, even if half the time they are dealing with dipsy nurses. I did google this story, according to google it is most definitely real, based on real people. I double checked it, because Helena bottom Carter’s previous movie was about pickpocketing, and it was at that time that I had heaps of items pickpocketed from me at Gunnedah – I felt the whole ordeal was movie related. Maybe people of Gunnedah copying the pickpocketing on screen? They also copied her previous movie with fightclub. I think she must have a lot of fans in Gunnedah. They copy everything they see on television, so movie produces really have to be responsible people. 25. Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story When that movie Fight Club came out, and, for many years after; the whole of Gunnedah was copying it. There were made up fights breaking out, there was contaminated food left right and centre. It was truly a disgusting time in the history of Gunnedah, and in my opinion the beginning of the demise of Gunnedah. When I left in 2018, everybody in Gunnedah hated everybody and all the retailers were stealing and overcharging, it was really a horrible place to live, and I believe there was a mass exodus, with people coming to the realisation and that there are far better places to live, not only culturally but weatherwise too! Do you see that milk seal, this is what Coles had to do, to stop young people who work in the milk industry from contaminating the milk. They are disgusting (not to mention stupid). Every single milk that I would receive from the supermarket (around 2015) had already been opened, there was definite sabotage going on, and one of the sons from one of their local milk companies was harassing me, and so this is what Coles have to do now, to their milk, so to make sure it doesn’t get tampered with. You know, the Dutch dairy farmers have invented something called “Fierljeppen”, which basically translates to River Pole Vaulting. So that’s what those farmers get up to in their spare time; come up with ways to jump the little rivulets that run through their farms, and they turned that game into a National sport. Compare them to the Australian farmers; you can really see how backwards Australians are, can’t you? Shame on Australian dairy farmer mothers for rearing backwards kids. This Australian behaviour is not going to change unless it’s talked about and dealt with (you idiots in charge who don’t have the guts to talk about this bogan behaviour). So, stop banning me from social media and let me get on with doing what needs to be done, so Australians can evolve into a somewhat “unretarded” nation. {That includes the Australian police; get off your arse and stop worrying so much about comradery, stop using the law to destroy people‘s lives, instead of getting rid of the real “Bogans”.} 26. Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller This PayPal seller , is one of those dodgy sellers on Pinterest, who advertisers’ popular products for only $26, then later states; actual cost is 10 x that amount. She is dishonest, and she may or may not be aware, that it is against the law to sell like that. Products must be sold as advertised cost. You cannot deliberately deceive the customer like that. She sounds like she is from China – where they do not have any consumer laws. So could someone please tell her, what she is doing is against the law. And I know, nobody in Australia would do a dishonorable thing like that, otherwise, they would have the Department of Consumer Laws, on their back. I believe there have been victims, who have paid the $26, and have not received any product. 27. Scam Podcasts Podcasts are a total scam, they’re all about product placement, and they have your IP address, and they know what you’ve downloaded, and who you are, so there will be targeted ads for you - they are sneaky bitches who are masters of manipulation. (Except ofcourse, Stuff You Should Know). I should mention this was back in 2015 or so, when there were hardly any podcasts back then. I was advised there are 1000s and 1000s now. But oh, I did have a problem with the bimbo dogs – they couldn’t but help themselves when they knew I was listening, to insert irresistible product placement Greedy Bloody Women. I can’t listen to podcasts unless the podcast is male, or joint both – yinyang, but certainly not any that are solely run by female, they are so irresponsible - so disappointing. ☹️ Same with audiobooks, some of them are really good, but most of them, I can tell, had been changed from the original, like classics – been changed. And some were specifically targeted at me, and not always re product placement, it was like some people just wanted to talk to me, they were disrespectful, like 12year old boys, only they did not have a childs voice. It was really odd and unwelcome invasion of privacy. 28. Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths New rental, new toilet set up!! Gone is my compost loo, but now, it is quite nice at night in the dark, when I get up in the middle of the night…not to have to worry about compost bugs biting my butt! I have arthritis in both of my knees (and fluid on one of them, whatever that means), So the issue I was facing was pain when I stood from a seated position, including the loo. For some reasons the toilets in Queensland are really low, and one has to squat to sit on one. They are quite4 absurd: built for little girls only. So, I have raised my loo by 15cm. 15cm! I did it with my old wooden toilet seat – 5cm, then, with a Homecraft Raised Toilet Seat – 10cm. So much better, so easy now. Why don’t they make all toilets this size in the first place!! I recall visiting a public toilet in a park in Bundaberg last year, and OMG, it was like the ladies’ loo was built for a 5yr old little girl – setting a new record in how low can a toilet go. Tiny teeny, ridiculousness! Such wishful thinking on behalf of some pedophile council worker in charge of toilet blocks. So then on mine, I attached my handheld bidet, I use it with cotton dry cloths instead of toilet paper - NO TOILET PAPER, less trees to cut, and soo clean – BRILLIANT! Quite frankly, I seriously don’t know how so many households in Australia survive without a bidet. After being totally used to using one now; at a new address, I had to ‘go‘ before I had a chance to install, (I was busting), so was forced to revert to old-fashioned ways and use the traditional Australian loo paper. And OMG! talk about awful! Without getting into too much detail, if you only use loo paper, you can still smell traces of urine. Like it’s 100 times more hygienic to use a bidet. 29. Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports One time my sister and I decided to have a game of tennis. We went up to the local park that had at a tennis court (that anyone could play on - no charge, no one there to monitor it, - and what a really good idea ). So, we played. Now, while I did have tennis lessons when I was younger, I certainly didn’t claim to be proficient at tennis in anyway (chicken arms), and given my fairly uncompetitive nature, I expected my little sister to beat me easily. I wasn’t in it to win it. But what I noticed interestingly enough, as the tennis court was in a public area, there were specific people coming and going nearby, trying to distract me at key times, (yelling out, banging and tapping….) to try and get me to lose. I’m not even sure they would be friends of Penny’s, I’m thinking they were just dogs who play sides (I have mentioned them before, they were on Facebook too, they follow me, and are obsessed with me, and want me to lose in every situation. – unfortunatly not a figment of my imagination, and they have always been female, although this is changing). Then, there were other people, who could see the girls trying to make me lose, and they intern would try and stop them. At this point in my life, I know how rotten people are, so this kind of unsportsmanship like behaviour, didn’t surprise me at all. What did surprise me, was they thought I had a chance to beat my sister in the first place! Lol! And this reminds me of a story I saw on TV with a famous soccer player talking about what he did; A skilled soccer player, was about to shoot, had a clear shot into the goal. The goalie recognises the fact, that at that moment, the contest, was a battle of wills, because both of them were equally skilled, and so the goalie had to do something to interrupt the kickers train of concentration, and thought process, and imagery. So, he cleverly came up with a tactic to distract, and that was to do a little unusual dance just before the kicker made the kick. Goddamn sneaky, and smart, and very affective, and I wonder why nobody has thought of it before, albeit extremely sportsmanship like, but I guess when the steaks are several million dollars, players aren’t really thinking of sportsmanship like tactics. And another one, that I found extremely hilarious, {I was laughing about it for weeks}, and still do; a famous basketball player would use his “image transfer” skills, to show opponents he was going to take the ball left, but then in reality, he turned right!! So, they were already headed left, and he was off, clear path down the court!! Perfect use of his skill! For history buffs; James VI and I (King of Scotland), and VI King of England, and King James I of Ireland – {all the same person}, who wrote the book "Demonology", and caused unspeakable carnage for 100’s of women. YOU LOOSE. The intangible is not evil. 30. Bush Turkey at Sarina Can’t blame the Bush Turkeys. Why do the rail workers think it is perfectly acceptable to beep their train horns multiple times at 3:15 am in the morning? Yoo Hoo – IT IS NOT. They would wake up the whole small town of Sarina. Are they socially retarded? Yes, they are. And are they trespassing on all the sleeping citizens with their imposing behaviour. Yes, they are. {When I first heard them, I thought they must be beeping at all the wandering drunk loosers to get off the tracks. – 5 pubs in this small 5500 populated town. 5, 5 pubs.} Every night I am woken up, if it is not the rail workers, its something else – I am so sick of being disturbed during my sleep. (aaahh – yelling really really loudly) Finally after two years, I figured out a way to get rid of the train problem, and it was by simply stating on my blog, after I'd mentioned that I've been banned everywhere online, as bullies do not want the public to know what I have to say - so after that, I said “apparently the rail workers read my blog with great interest, and toot with every new story – they like to say whether they like they story or not like it!” and ever since I wrote that, I haven't heard a peep out of them! Lol Plus, I've just discovered my new thieving neighbours who have stolen food from me since when I was living at Colosseum/Miriam Vale, are moving in 2 months’ time - so thank goodness, because chain-smoking is truly disgusting. Every time they light up, and 1 is unemployed, so here all the time, bored and smoking, the smoke just comes directly into my carport area and then into my desk space, and kitchen, and then out through the toilet - it is truly disgusting. I have to hold my breath and race to shut the door. And I start coughing if I can’t hold my breath long enough. I mean talk about "poor conditions", and living in a "poor" area. In my opinion, this is truly the epitome of "poor" - having to put up with somebody else's chain-smoking smoke - it's disgusting. I put in a complaint to the real estate to extend the carport petition all the way to the roof, so the smoke wouldn't come in next door, they said no. In fact, they didn't even say no, they didn't bother getting back to me, and I had to ask them a couple of months later as to the outcome of my request. NO they said. Ray White Real Estate this is. Not sure if it is related to this smoke story, I suspect it is – old man related (socially retarded non-thinking old man who don’t like women related, rebellious kind, like maybe the kind you might find working on the railway? {Suck it up normal ones who work there, it’s for the greater good} ). So all next month, there was burning at night, every night, and it has been a putrid smell, of toxic plastic, so not bush fire smell. Absolute disgusting people burning off disgusting pollution. Perhaps I ought to have updated my blog with this story at the time….. I have had not had any more problems from the Bush turkeys digging up my plants after writing this either! Life Stories P17 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17 (this), LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Items stolen whilst I live at Sarina Page 2 The reason I did this video is because there seems to be a lot of people under the impression that anyone who has mould in the unit or house, is lazy and doesn't clean. They said, (they being quite a few YouTube videos originating from the UK), "having mould in your unit is a lifestyle choice!" So I would just like to clear things up; people who have mould are not lazy, and they clean a lot, as you can see from this video. The mould here persists, because whoever built this house, cost-cut the roof by not extending the eaves out far enough so that rain didn't accumulate at the base wall of the building, and not putting on big fat gutters that can handle downpours. Also in this particular case, there is a leak in the plumbing at the base wall of the building, allowing moisture to seep into the back wall (over many years). 1 Set a Car Trap to Catch and Arrest Thieves TOO EASY I’m pretty sure I mentioned on my Blog, that time when I was volunteering at the Gunnedah art gallery, and I was knitting by the big glass door in the light, one Sunday arvo. And I could look out onto the street and see my car; at one point I saw a man walking along the footpath, and when he saw my uncovered Ute, he veered over to the back of my ute and looked in – he was very quick, kept walking on, (there was nothing in the ute). He had blonde hair (!), was in his 30’s, I would say, average build. (I should point out my ute tonneau cover is broken and ute bow stolen, so unless there is something in my ute worth covering with additional tarp and ocys (which also get stolen), it does not have a cover on – they key trap feature). I’m thinking if there was something in it, he most definitely would’ve taken it. I’ve had a few items stolen from the back of my Ute. I’ve had farmers say that that’s the main reason why they have dogs, and bring them into town on the back of their utes - to watch all the stuff that they purchased, when they go into town. I’m thinking at this point in my life (50, 3 days aga!! J), I’m so pissed off with all the stupid little thieves, I think if I was back in Gunnedah, I would be setting traps; put something good in the back of my tray, (like star pickets and new hose fittings) then set up multiple cameras so I could catch these arseholes red handed. This would be a surefire way to catch thieves. It wouldn’t take long, I would say within 20 minutes of parking in ‘just the right spot’, you’d have something stolen. Question for the police; if they have a clear image of the person on camera stealing (clear image of their face too), can they make an arrest? Seems to me they could and should. I mean, if they couldn’t, I would definitely be putting the footage on Facebook. Although being banned from Facebook, I would have to come up with alternatives. Also, and I guarantee you, if you were passively following me and watching my car, wherever I went, you would see a thief, several actually. Possibly there have been people / police who have done this, seen the thief, but done nothing about it, as they think it is funny? Someone told me, and, they were quiet adamant about it, that it was actually the police stealing from me. Some of them, or one?, had got an obsession with me since I reported every single little theft to the police back in Gunnedah, and instead of doing something about it, they decided to join in. I guess in this case, my little devious trap plan, wouldn’t work. Police are not going to set a trap to catch themselves now are they? I have mentioned how stupid the police have been in in certain situations, in my experience - but they’re not that stupid. I was also advised by a police woman once, that most police (including herself), are recruited or join up, because they are bad. The powers that be think they can put them on the ‘right path’. I was also told about numerous stories that cadets get up to, the problems they have not only in a physical tangible sense, but also in the metaphysical way, with strong personalities ‘willing’ naughty situations. So I know that there are other people who are victims of thieves in Gunnedah, my advice is, why don’t you actually do this, catch those stupid little arseholes and have them arrested - teach them a lesson. And the image below came in a Christmas sale catalogue emailed from T&R Sports! I had to include it, as I know, if I were to push this around, down the street, I would have ALL the thieving dogs instantly start following me, stalking me, and spying, to see where I lived. – I would have many items stolen, if I purchased this product in particular!! Thieves are really predicable and stupid, despite how sneaky they are. After watching this movie last year , I was inspired to add to this story; Anger, Violence and Rioting, is a direct result from disrespect It is clear in some situations, when people have had the wrong thing done by them, they act out. This movie has an excellent example in it; every action there's a reaction. Don't get me wrong I'm all in favour of ”locking up” all the thieves. They all belong in jail as far as I'm concerned, in fact I am frequently stating on my blog, that they should be outright shot. Even though I know crimes do get way worse, really nasty stuff, however, believe it or not, I'm not a fan of the death penalty, even though I would secretly like to shoot their heads off. I really do believe in rehabilitation; I’m not sure whether it works. I don’t know much about the prison system. Perhaps they could try compulsory church twice a week. I’m guessing most of the inmates have never been to church, so it couldn’t hurt. Dancing, church and Cats. 2. Food Thief Again Whenever I purchase any of these amazing tasting noodles, (these ones are the tastiest, in the supermarket), one of them always get stolen. If I buy one packet only, and use one lot, leaving two lots in the open packet, then one of the two will be stolen at some point before I go to use them again. This has been going on since 2013, at any address where I live, it is now 2022 and I have had 6 address’s in that time in 2 different states. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. I no longer buy these, as they get stolen While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. 3. More Sarina Food Stealing Another 5 frozen chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer over the last couple of weeks (what a thieving loser). Someone who drives a grey car stole frozen kangaroo meat out of my car esky while it was parked at mitre10, and I think that number plate was 026 something, so if you see a grey car with numberplate O26... go and punch them in head for me. All this week there has also been some idiot on a motorbike hooning up and down range road at night, but not for long periods, just two or three or four times. That person on the motorbike has definitely got something to do with the thefts. Police, could you be any more hopeless? Why don't you just ignore ALL the problems going on in society. While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. And I have noticed a pattern forming: With each stamp order that I order for my business from the PostShop; one stamp gets stolen. {Before at Rangari it was one whole pamphlet booklet, now it's just one stamp} And with my chicken breasts; they are stealing one chicken breast out of my four chicken breast in each packet. And out of my 10 washes that I purchased they stole one washer. And one pair of reading glasses out of my pack of glasses were stolen. One Wondercloth out of my 14 were stolen. And this is just the things that I know about, because I have missed them, but there will be heaps of other things that I haven't noticed, storage items. Could this thief be any more juvenile delinquent and stupid? Fuck off you stupid dog and I hope you get cancer and die. 4. Melaleuca trichophylla tubestock STOLEN Another missing seedling from my seed table, it was a tubestock of a Melaleuca; Melaleuca trichophylla, only 7cm grown. It was taken November 2022 sometime. I hope the girl who stole it, dies asap. It grows to look like this: image from FloraBase I know there are drones that will go out and look for this, but it will not be visible for a few years – slow growing, you will have to wait, but you will be able to see my stolen purple petunia now – find it, get the thief – and this time don’t just find out who the thief is for your personal curious information. Report it - don’t be afraid - show some balls! 5. Telstra slow internet problems again at Sarina starting from Oct 2022 27/10/2022 - idiot sadist negative nancy working at Telstra and in cahoots with one of my neighbours? who is switching my Internet off in the morning, so then I would have to restart the modem - “ah ha you have to start again” - they are truly retarded. Rack off and go and pesta your mother. Maybe they are incahoots with microsoft nerds - poor little people, can't find any one to love them, so they pester anyone who is single. As I am sure they have heard many times, from their mother whilst growing up: "go away" 6. Again, my neighbours are stupidly stealing from me - male aquarium fish Another male aquarium fish taken last night. Makes it about a dozen fish stolen. My neighbours are definitely stealing from me as they act rally strange every time something is stolen. Although the fly screen was door locked, so I am at a loss to know as to how they get in??? Do I need to dead bolt the door in Summer, in the boiling heat? Curse them. The ones in photo were involved, aswell as a truck, infact 2 drivers in trucks have been going up and down my units all night. All week. Those neighbours were talking this morning next door at 7am, (I do not have a photo of the new couple next door as yet, the girl has black hair shoulder length) and she ‘pretend’ talks to me on the phone so far every morning I have been here, I have to go inside every morning to avoid her – yet this morning she has taken off? Not a coincidence, and I think she is in cahoots with the real estate – Molly at Ray White?? Who I happen to contact last night by email, as there is a leak in my roof. I sent Ray White office photos of the leak, advising them of it. (these units have recently been listed for sale with NO mention of all the structural damage). And the younger man shown yelled out while I was on the loo this morning. Thast was the guy I saw one time when my reader card went missing, as I was outside and had left my door unlocked, I saw him sneakily return to his unit. Caught. - bunch of bloody thieving idiots. I am not sure if this is related but I was having nightmares about aquarium YouTube videos ‘keepingfishsimple’ – this young boy has done 100’s of videos, seemingly helpful, but not once does he mention his name, therefore dodgy, in cahoots with some blonde girl. Fuck off you little idiots. I suspect he stole my red betta fish last week. Plus the neighbours at 108 up the hill harass me re feeding my fish, twice daily, they seem to want to do reminders – FUCK OFF. Then later still early this morning, I was having typical dreams about the dogs – female bitches who give me a hard time in my dreams! “Nicholas is on the phone for you” - then they give me the phone and then hang it up – stupid dog thieves. Fuck off. Fuck I hate having neighbours and living in suburbia. It sucks! 7. All the Business’s in Sarina who have stolen from me Been here almost 2 years now. And note, all these shops listed - it is WOMEN who steal from me. Women are so stupid bimbo irresponsible; they can't help themselves to steel something, somehow from me. How did woman get the vote again? Truly useless. Sarina chemist tried to steal from me by not giving me the Pbs listed medication. (pbs- Pharmaceutical Benefits Scheme, meaning capped payment of $5.55 instead of $27) Sarina Dr Clinic tried to steal from me with unnecessary imaging and unnecessary appointments. Same with the other Sarina family medical practice, did exactly the same thing. Pursehouse Sarina tried to steal $20 by overcharging at checkout , and then was reluctant to refund after I called them out on it later. I won't ever be shopping there ever again. Sarina mechanic stole $75 and wanted to steal hundreds of dollars more by saying they don't know what the problem is when they did – mechanic was male, but he was under command of the receptionist woman. I won't ever be going back there ever again. Sarina mitre 10 stole five cents and $.10 – they thought it was a game, the stealing game. Then later a girl refused to sell me a drill bit for the large screw that I had purchased there, so I had to order online and wait. Plus I suspect, one of the staff back then was a fake staff from Centrelink, stalking me and harassing me, and getting me to go back to the store several times because I have a sore foot (they sold me the wrong things deliberately). Sass hair Sarina charged $10 more than the initial quote, and didn't even include a shampoo/ head massage. I won't ever be going back there again. The local Pet Shop stole via overcharging at the checkout but then the bank later refunded me, after initially telling me in writing that they couldn't refund me. So, CBA are guilty here as well - but then, all my fish were stolen, so I think they refunded me so that they could steal my fish and think to themselves that they were justified because they refunded me the initial purchase in full (as opposed to just the bit that they overcharged) -it was very odd, they are thieves, and I won't ever be shopping there ever again. The real estate Ray White is stealing from me by overcharging rent, plus I (plus others) suspect they poisoned my trees. Sarina Woolworths steal from me by mucking up my order and wasting my time. So, I think this is basically every single business I've been to so far in Sarina who have tried to steal from me. Maybe the post office has stolen a couple of items too, ones that never turned up, untracked items, but of course that could've been 2 dodgy sellers who never sent it?? No way of knowing. But as I know at least one of those postal couriers stole my petunia, they could be the thieves too. Oh wait, the petrol station, there are two of them, one of them tried to steal from me by overcharging at check out, the one on Sarina Beach Rd. I don't believe the other petrol station has stolen from me. Well that’s a miracle. Oh, and the Butcher hasn't stolen from me or overcharged me. So 2 business out of all the businesses that I've been to in Sarina over the last two years have not stolen from me. That is ridiculous - you all ought to be ashamed of yourselves, and you're all going to hell, and you're certainly not worthy of my company. Note, there are several “tried” to steal from me’s listed above. I think this is because I'm really used to people trying to steal from me now, I'm very aware that any shop I go into, if there is a girl there - they will try to overcharge me. So now I always catch them before they do it - so if you're not paying attention and don't really think about these things, and don't know automatically, that all women are thieves (myself excluded), then you won't notice that they have overcharged you, and that's what they're counting on. I think those shop girls think most people from Sarina are stupid and don't pay attention, which could well be the case? But I do pay attention; forced attention! 8. Black Outs and Electricity Problems at Sarina There is a correlation between the power going out and thieves stealing from me. I noted this at Rangari with multiple power outs weekly. I think ‘old men network’ did it?? Old men hate seeing single women win. (By winning I mean, simply being happy). Since I moved to QLD, it is significantly better, hardly any. But after last night’s power out, I will now keep track, because people copycat. 2022 - Power out one time, but did not write down when, old Merve the handyman was involved? I had things taken, maybe related? Mon 6th feb 2023 350pm – did not pay attention to anything that may have been stolen at that time? But I had things taken, maybe related? July, Saturday morning, can’t remember exact day – out for ½ hr, the whole area, I had to phone Molly the rental girl from Ray White, as no neighbours were home, and AT FIRST Ergon said NO KNOWN OUTAGES! They changed their message when I called back after speaking to Molly who said whole area out. I had things taken, maybe related? 9th Aug 2023 – only my PowerPoints went out at 9pm, so I still had ceiling lights, but nothing else worked, it happened for no particular reason, no explanation, I suspect foul play downstairs at power box, I would say someone has flicked my switch off. I have no key to the room downstairs where the power box is (the Mould room), and Ray White Real Estate failed to fix it - lazy antagonistic bitches. It was the SAME DAY that the rental inspection was, and I would say Molly wanted to play Nazi (she must not have a boyfriend – she needs one, go and find her one), plus that day she had asked me to move all of my plants over by 2 inches (!) what the hell! It’s not like there were ANY complaints from neighbours - dick head woman. I would say because she asked me that, she was the one who poisoned my plants – so she should be fired and put in jail. I mean, if it were up to me, I would shoot her point blank. Also, after Molly (property manager) said she would not come here with key to turn my power back on, {not really sure what her problem with me was at that time? The only time I had spoken to her before was when I requested my ceiling fan in the kitchen be fixed, as it had broken or stopped working on my first day here – it took her 3mths to fix it, and only was it fixed, because I had had enough, (it is hotter inside here than outside in summer – it’s quite disgusting) so, I went ahead and arranged a tradie to fix it – so she got wind of that somehow, and sent someone in the next day to fix it. Did I yell at her? NO! did I chastise her in any way for being such a useless twit? NO!} So, I phoned the owner of Ray White Sarina, Richard Murphy, for him to flick the safety switch, he said he’d be here at 7:30am next morning to flick it. But he was not here at 730, he came at 830, and only then because I phoned him 2 times asking where he was. They both had said “well it’s not an emergency so you can wait” Arsholes. Why would you want to set up this kind of hatred from a tenant? They must be stupid. Even Ergon has a faster fix rate than them. So, another bloody stupid blonde as a landlord – God save me from blondes. There is a photo of her here, https://photos.google.com/search/molly/photo/AF1QipNsUF_FmoXm6LZYY3Q0TVLygCX8PYbkML5kN6S3 I can see from her body shape, she was starved as a baby, no doubt the reason why bimbo. I later put in complaint to RTA, as I should have access to power board. They said, they have no rules about that. Again, another unfair situation where they favour a landlord’s rites over a tenants. It also happened again, again I had to wait 24hrs before one of them bothered to stop by with the key. 24hrs no fridge, in this heat. Bad real estate, another bad one. 2nd Nov 2023 Black out 530-532pm today – I think they stole my wildcat trip on Friday? I had been waiting for it ALL YEAR to try and fix my foot again. (I went the following week instead; it did not work the 2nd time). Frozen chicken was stolen, 5 of them from the freezer, plus an elastic band appeared mysteriously when I was in shower, had been looking for it before, it was nowhere to be seen? And a key turned up in padlock that was previously missing? 9. Missing 45 Photo Stories from my Computer and Website, that I’ve had to Re-Upload You know I have all my images in multiple storage spots. One of them is Flickr, and all of my images of photo stories are listed in the public domain, meaning you can use my pictures, my photo stories, for whatever you want. I have no problems in doing this, but I should mention, if you could not delete my originals thanks very much! All the 45 missing images below are are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International license (CC BY-SA 4.0). You are free to: Share, copy and redistribute the material in any medium or format as well as to adapt, remix, transform, and build upon the material for any purpose, even commercially. No conditions. I don’t expect attrition, or even a grateful email letting me know where and when any of these photo stories are published. Free is free. Centrelink Nazis Daewoo Car looks like a mouse Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars How to be sane when surrounded by evil, with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls The Calling of Nature Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants This is what your teenage son does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS My good flyscreen door. Woodwardii Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Companies which never paid me my super well, you can try to keep up Santa pot belly theory Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Good outback driveway I want out I want out I want out - animal cruelty right before my eyes still getting followed around by tv people the cruel martingale still getting followed around by tv people Average Weekly Australian Paypacket Bimbos on tv who do reflections fake families used by ugly women dl photo showing 2 planes in sky above my house Dogs on Phones (re seedy and David Heywood) Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, How to quit smoking Supermarket female rebel frenzy 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, from my church pew storage at gin gin Self-declared important people We can see your garden on Google Maps School art story Ant Nest story with recreation story 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Maybe she thought I was Jewish? WRONG! Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Dr Receptionists? Product Placement The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty Demure and Respectful not winning Monumental Problems with Receptionists So, I created a new email address, new name, and created a new Flickr account, after I was ban initially. Well actually Flickr don’t ban people. They just delete their accounts without any communication - Nazis - Nazi behaviour. But I have been storing all my photos from my “stolen items” and “my blog”, in my new fake name account, mainly just to keep it there for safe storage, as I’ve mentioned many of my photos are stolen, but I do have six other different storage areas, so I can usually always get back any image that has been stolen. I name names, I don’t hold back, if you’re ‘gonna’ mess with me, then I’m going to let everybody know about it. I don’t care who you are, or how old you are. If you harass me or steal from me in anyway, I’ll be naming and shaming you. I will not be ‘saving face’ for any stupid little thief. {btw, I can see an attention seeking peacock a mile off, so don’t get any ideas of how you can drum up attention for your career.} Anyway, this name and shame philosophy of mine, is the main reason why my accounts have been deleted, and why I have been banned from social media. I call people up on their bad behaviour, I call bullies up on their bad behaviour, and they don’t like it one single little bit, they are sooo arrogant. Some powers that be, even having the audacity to tell me; “well, they’re young, and they make mistakes”. Well, I tell you, they certainly should be punished for “making mistakes” -making the mistake of harassing someone and stealing from someone, is by no means a “mistake”, these are the deliberate actions by spoiled little shit heads, who have had no discipline, from their hopeless parents, and if they aren’t reprimanded, they will continue on their power tripping bully ways, just getting worse, and worse as they get older and older. Its text book. Infact mainly, the people who harass me are women in their 40’s and 50’s – so, yeah, real young! Btw, I recall listening to JJJ back in the 90’s, and there must have been some incident that I was not aware of, with some blonde woman, because the DJ’s on JJJ started doing all these blonde jokes, like they went on and on with “how many blondes does it take to change a light bulb….” etc etc, like 1000’s of jokes, at first it was a little amusing, but then as they just kept going on and on, it was nasty. I felt like infact they were coming up with jokes for my benefit, to amuse me there in my shop at Enmore. This was the time, when Helen Raiser would sometimes “loose the plot”, but I knew exactly what she was talking about. No plot lost. So, I suspect because of all those blonde jokes back then, there are irate blondes who associate me, with coming up with blonde jokes, they blame me for the nastiness on JJJ, and that’s why they steal from me – they really are stupid. So as I always put my photo stories in the public domain, so they can be downloaded if wanted, and I’ve been doing that for the past couple of years, so last week I ran out - you only get 1000 photos. So, I created another account in a different name with also a different email address, to divide them up; “stolen items” in one account, and “my blog” photos in another, however, every single account that I created with my new fake name and fake email address was deleted; so, Flickr is another one who have me tracked, and delete my accounts. (Perverts). So, I wonder why my existing account, the one that I’ve been using for the past couple of years, hasn’t been deleted; when I look at the photos, they really haven’t had many views, but I noticed when I created the new accounts, in the first 24 hours before they were deleted, I had many views. I’m not really sure what’s going on there, maybe Flickr have decided I can keep an account providing no one else can see it? Maybe they have arranged this somehow - without telling me of course if this is what they’ve done that’s news to me. Oh, maybe they just think one account is ample and the “view” thing was a coincidence? But, I also noted; when I search for any of my ‘specific’ named images, – search on Google that is, they don’t show in the results even though PUBLIC DOMAIN. So, something has gone wrong at Google too? Maybe there are some baddies working there. Get rid of them. Off with their heads! Actually, I think they hide my photos because some young stupid bimbo steals them, and so the computer nerds know which ones have been stolen, and plagiarised (and who), but as the thieves are pretty bimbos, who nerds love, they have hidden and ban me. By the way, the original image at the top of this photo story was one of the images that again was stolen, but today when I updated this, I discovered it was stolen again! The whole jpg and psd was gone, only the text remained! So, I did a collage of stolen items I want back. Beanie, fringe top, and my Electric pink frangipani. 10. The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name? The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name Another frozen chicken stolen after I purchased some at Woolworths. Last month I had five chicken breast stolen out of the freezer, so I made a point of emptying the freezer, except for one, and they still stole it! Either stolen while I was at Woolworths, because there was one in the freezer then, or that night when I was asleep? The door was locked at all times. And note whenever someone steals anything of mine someone makes a purchase of my seeds at LocalSeeds.com, NOT A COINCIDENCE. I have sold hundreds of packets of seeds since it opened a couple of years ago, thousands of dollars’ worth actually, - and all of that money I guess, is compensation for items that have been stolen from me - but they don't compensate the full amount only part amount - see on the left the receipt. The buyers name and address are always different, and I have many customers from all over Australia, but mainly South Australia this year, and occasionally a few in Queensland but mainly before this year was Victoria. I have never been contacted by anyone who I have sold seeds to that has corroborated my theory. I was told its ‘Political’ and people find it amusing to see someone else stealing from someone else – it makes them feel better about their lives. Most people are stupid. I have old man who do signs about the thefts, as they know who is stealing from me, but don't want to say anything because the people who are stealing from me are a big conglomerate retail network of dogs. So, I have the postman doing signs "to look" - as they have come up with this rule, a bimbo old man rule, where I've gotta see that it has been stolen within a certain timeframe - if I don't then it's too late, I'm not entirely sure why it's too late, if it's stolen, it's stolen. Time frames don't matter. And also, they send a motorbike hoon past my unit travelling up to Sarina range when they're going to steal something, which they did after I contacted Nestle - nestle are my biggest suspects for this frozen chicken. I had purchased some Nestle chocolate, (Not very nice), and before I opened it I could see that half the chocolate bar was missing, well actually, probably a quarter, so it was unopened and I could bend the packet over on an angle, because it was just missing a big chunk - so I complained to nestle, and they gave me a $10 gift voucher (after I sent them all the requested information -which in itself was time-consuming and probably worth at least $50). So I'm pretty sure it was the girls at Nestle who organised the theft, because I know it's a big retail network that's involved in stealing from me, because Apple people are involved - there was a big update on my iPad before I left to go down to Woolworths; this is another thing they do, whenever they steal something, they do an iOS update - not a coincidence every time (I use my iPad as security camera, so they can somehow turn it off because I've never caught anyone) - yet items get stolen. I also have neighbour dogs who try to play God, the girl next door, who claims her name is Danielle, (yet another neighbour whose name is Danielle), she is guilty of this, like if I tell her something she'll start going "oh well that's fair" - like she thinks it's her decision to decide whether it's fair or not. When the situation does not call for such a decision. Trying to play God - she, like so many bimbos, wouldn't even know, that that's what they're doing. Because somebody who thinks like that is somebody who's likely to steal if they don't think it's “fair” - so they take from the person who they think is not “fair”, and give to the person who think has been ‘hard done by’ - but you see, these bimbos are really stupid, and they get things wrong all the time, and they have no idea how wrong or stupid they are. She has psychological problems. The dogs who work at CBA do this too – NO IDEA HOW STUPID YOU ARE. And don’t get me wrong, this kind of behaviour can work in my favour too – especially since I seemed to be always getting “wronged”, but they more often get things the wrong way around, and steal from someone who has been stolen from; it’s just the ‘other dogs’, know this is what dogs who play God do, so they in turn play sides and try to trick the dogs; which usually works, since they are stupid. But often nothing has anything to do with me! So, leave me alone. Dogs go and play with dogs. I do have a new neighbour who spoke to me for the first time that day, she said her name is Jackie, so it could've been her? When they moved in, it coincided with my figure 8 silver necklace clasp that was stolen four or five years ago now, and 2 address's ago, while I was living at Colosseum on a farm- being returned to the floor in my sewing area, along with all my sewing needles that I just painted for easy identification, they had been strewn on the floor as well - Maybe that girl is trying to save Olivia Newton-John? I have said this numerous times on my blog; fuck off all musicians you're not welcome in my life you seem to not have any brains, and you seem to be all of thieves. The new neighbours play music from the 90s it's really annoying they have no thoughts or consideration for anyone else because we can all hear it and nobody else plays music loudly (no one in my units, the dogs up the hill do), but in fact no one plays music here at all - everybody else who lives here has a brain. They also pretend call me on the phone, both of them, they're a couple. I can't tell you how annoying it is, to have girls following me around with phones trying to speak to me. So, to have 2 living next door now - unbearable. Leeches. FUCK OFF. The door is always locked, so I don't know how they're getting in? Why are they living here anyway in this tiny motel accommodation, they say they both work, so why don’t they have a mortgage, which is much cheaper than renting. I suspect these are dogs specifically placed here due to me, to try to save the stupid blonde who steals from me. As I write this, I'm so pissed off and angry. I can feel the stress accumulating in my stomach and in my top part of my head. I curse whoever stole my food, and whoever is tormenting me - and I hope they get cancer and die immediately. Get the fuck out of my life, you're not welcome, you greedy thieving attention seeking leeches. The police don't do anything about the thefts - they are hopeless. I think some of them even do signs "well it's political", as in, "if only you were more popular, then no one would steal from YOU ". fuck off you big fat police bullies, what is this, high school? oh, and one of the units is a guy, that hoons by in a monster car, and I think, I'm not sure about this, but he just reminds me of someone in my primary school, named Warrickson or something, I can barely remember, and I did try to find my card where I've got the whole class's names listed, but it is it's gone, it has been stolen! So, it probably is him? maybe he's decided to join in the thieving too? maybe he's some sort of psycho from Gunnedah that is stalking me, just because I'm from Gunnedah? well, who knows - of course it could be someone else entirely - my facial recognition skills are pretty bad. When they took my last chicken breast, they also took my Mini pink lotus plant, and they placed a chip in my mug (same mug that I recently purchased a replacement of, but they did not deliver it) - chips are a common thing that passive aggressive dogs do. The probably also took some of my homemade rocky road from the fridge, at the time I ate some I thought some was missing, but dismissed it as ‘I probably ate it’ - but when I found out about the other things taken, they probably took some too. It’s really good rock road, with a secret ingredient, and no nuts, infact the recipe was ‘signed’ to me, I will share it online now Divine Rocky Road 150g Coles Pink and White Marshmallows (quartered) 190g of that horrible Woolworths Belgian milk chocolate block (melted) 100g Lindt Excellence Supreme Dark Chocolate 90% Cocoa block (melted 180g Nestle Plaistowe 70% Cocoa Baking Chocolate Block (melted ¾ bag Allen's Ripe Raspberries Lollies Bag 190g (halved) 7tbs Desiccated Coconut Plus, I will include a photo of me doing “food preparation” as I was cutting the marshmallows in to quarters, I especially took this photo to show my FILTHY NAILS, I had been gardening, so they were full of dirt. Extremely unhygienic. So, I took this photo quite deliberately as I was cutting away, thinking of a plan of how to stop people from stealing my food. So now you know, you had better not steal my food, as it may be contaminated with anthrax, and botulism or Toxoplasma gondii oocysts – seriously I have cat, he defecates all over the place. Little birdie told me, they are stealing from me when I purchase from Woollies, as the oppressive, jealous and stupid dogs, who reside on my back – wishes me to shop at IGA ! such idiots; you don’t get to decide where I shop and HA about that! And also, HA, I AM SPECIAL ha hahahha ha ah ah……… 11. Molly Lookalike on Warrior Women show by Bimbos On Prime Uk Show - Get Off My Back You Stupid Dog I'm really sick and tired of bimbo girls in the television industry (dog types), who interfere and meddle in my life; they get lookalikes of people who cross my path, and put them on screen, such as in this instance, in this show called Warrior Women in the Prime Video app, (A show about Joan Arc, although when I saw the lookalike, I just switched it off - as it means that whatever they're saying from then on, is complete bullshit - they certainly are not taking their jobs seriously. I mean when I used to watch Netflix, they had dogs who would just steal from me, but these dogs seem to want to interfere in my life, and psychologically manipulate me. Plus they somehow pulled in my next-door neighbours who live at 108 range Road, into the whole manipulation process, again by frequently yelling out and beeping their car horn at specific times. The lookalike, is of Molly the rental girl, who has stuffed me around on multiple occasions, and basically is a bitch. Are you trying to remind me that she is a bitch? Are you trying to play sides? or what the hell are you REALLY trying to do? I received an email from Molly yesterday stating they have closed and gone away on Christmas holidays. However as I'm uploading this photo, she turns up with 3 people who she started showing around the property (Property is supposedly up for sale, but that Real Estate and Molly, are people who play games, so I wouldn't take anything that they say as fact). The 3 people in the end said they were not interested and left. Oh what a surprise. Those 3 people are somehow related to television dogs? Possibly same meddling producer of Warrior Women has sent them to annoy the crap out of Molly, as they knew she was on holidays?? Or possibly they're annoying their crap out of me? As you can see from the response, which I seem to have to write about, in order to stop, because I can assure you, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, it has been happening for years and years and years and years. I'm really bloody sick of it. Rack off you stupid dogs - just fuck off and get your own life. Your money is not welcome here. Things to look forward too and be happy about: 12. People Who Drive Around All Day Looking For Single People To Leave Their Homes, So They Can Steal From Them I stopped outside the front of this house, as on the wide footpath area, there was a bottlebrush, that I was collecting seed from. After maybe 30 seconds, I was beeped by a woman in a dark black car who was driving past me, (towards my house) she had auburn blondy brown hair. {I frequently get beeped at, and not by people who know me and just say Hey! -But by interfering idiots who tell me “You lose” or “you win” – the dogs have figured out a way to do ‘codes’ – and no, this is real, and not a crazy thing (unfortunatly its real)}. And there was some guy, he was tall, black hair, I think he might've been Islander, who scooted past me at the same time, on a 2-wheel scooter. I felt like those two were in cahoots, like they were territorial dogs, implying that I had no business to stop there, and collect seed. When in actual fact I DO, and I can. I do not need anybody's permission, or need to explain what I am doing. Collecting seed from a public street tree on a footpath, or medium strip area is perfectly fine. And NOT anyone else’s business. I had items stolen from me, when I was out that day - frozen chicken breast from my freezer. It's like whenever I leave my unit, somebody, and I'm fairly sure at this point, it is most definitely those car hoons, that seem to have nothing to do except follow me around, and dive outside my unit - up and down, all day, and often all night. I think somebody actually pays them to do it? Surely they couldn't be that retarded, to have nothing else better to do? One other time, shortly after I moved here, I was talking to the handyman here, and forgot to lock my door as we talked and went downstairs, and I literally heard those hoons drive in off the street, and park outside my unit. – taking full advantage of the fact that I forgot to lock the door. They took my nutribullet cup. However, they must have since leant to pick locks, because I ALWAYS lock it when I leave, since that point, even to check mail or do the rubbish and compost. But they still get in and take many items. Whenever I look at a car hoon, is always a young female driver. DOGS, just like what the neighbour next door is breeding. Dogs breeding dogs. This is the trash that needs to be dealt with. People who ‘trash talk’ are not usually the trashy dogs. Don’t be fooled. Infact they probably would never be. Dogs are quiet and sneaky, so as to go under the radar, to sneak in and steal. Police and politicians (well the Bundaberg/Gin Gin Politician, Colin Boyce MP) do not understand how dogs operate at all. CLUELESS. So, there were actually 4 cars parked at that house when I was collecting my seed that day, 2 inside the gate, and 2 outside the gate. I did not get a photo. But later, after I realised about the beeping and the theft, that it might have had something to do with the owners of this house, so I went back to get the photo of those cars, but they had all left except for that black SUV. I am not sure if that was one of the four cars parked there on the day, but I checked several times later in the weeks following, but the other 3 cars never returned. So, this really confirms it for me, the people in this house are guilty too. 13. Kangaroo Mince Stolen from my Locked Car at Sarina Mitre 10 Carpark I just had driven directly down from the Pet Shop in Mackay, to Mitre 10 carpark at Sarina. In that time 2 bags were stolen out of my eski from the locked car. I had purchased 9 bags, but the thief took 2. I should mention I did have all the windows open as I was driving through Mackay, so there were A NUMBER OF LIGHTS, (especially at GlenPark st/Sams Rd/Joint Levee Rd intersection), where a sneaky thief may have had a chance to steal through the open back window, via distraction method. However, at the Mitre 10 car park, I saw a suspicious old lady pull up next to me (that’s why I know my car was locked, as when I saw here, I doubled back, and checked it). Old ladies steal. I later saw her at my new address, at my neighbors. Cunts. Now, there are also a few other varying factors, one, there was also a GIANT snake on my air con when I got home, he appeared to be stuck there, - with a huge bulge – he was digesting something quite big, either big enough to be a cat (neighbours cat went missing, or a bag of my kanga! Next morning he was gone. I do not believe in coincidences, the whole theft and snake thing may be related. Or perhaps the sales boy who did the finale sale transaction for the additional 2 kg of roo mince had some sort of weird grudge, as I actually had left the shop, but went back in 5 mins later to return something that I felt was overpriced (not that I said it was overpriced at the time), but instead of asking for a refund, I requested a swap for the 2 additional roo meats. Maybe he is some sort of stalking psycho? However, there is another factor; This frozen kangaroo mince theft has happened before, MULTIPLE TIMES, heaps of frozen roo minces stolen out of my freezer. HEAPS. Starting from when I lived near Agnes Water at Miriam Vale / Colosseum. {I don’t recall that kangaroo meat was stolen when I lived at Rangari for some strange reason??} Anyway, so apparently there are a lot of stupid wives, and apparently, it’s all my fault that they’re stupid. Well guess what! Of course, it’s not my fault. Your wife is just bloody asleep, and I was trying to wake these bloody sleepy beauty women up on Facebook, but I was banned by doing so, because these little prick husbands don’t actually want their wives to be fully awake - they like having stupid wives. Take your fucking dysfunction and shove it up your arse. I will not have a bar with any of you. Get it through your thick fucking heads and stop fucking stealing from me. By the way, Mitre 10 advises me, that there is a camera across the road that looks directly into their car park, placed by QLD Roads and Traffic. I am in the process of applying via “right to information”, for the footage, although they want $55 for the footage, and the woman I spoke to was a dog. Such thieving bitches at QLD Government. I also put in a police complaint via their online process, however they got back to me and said “There wasn’t enough information to put in a report”. - gee, I wonder what that’s about. Police saving the thieving DOGS, instead of doing their job. Time and time again, this is the case. Thieves in this country just have to flutter their eyelashes, and they get away with anything. Useless police. Was the same in Tamworth, when I used to go across to buy my kangaroo meat, not only would items be stolen out of my house back at Rangari, but stolen from my car and in the shops. They used to literally do signs “where’re sweet talking the police, you can't do anything to stop us”. Wouldn't surprise me if those thieves were people who worked in the television industry: those people are so cocky and they can do as they please. They seem to have a certain ‘status’ in the community, like someone who's unemployed, they won't stand a chance if there's someone saying making accusations who works for a television network. (No chance since the police are really stupid; in this sense they're like blinded by money and status. Stupid police.) Also, btw, there are cameras at many of the lights in Mackay. And over the course of the day, and the day before the theft, I mysteriously received multiple seed orders. I believe this was a planned robbery by the stupid dogs and now someone, possibly a husband, or someone trying to play God, has seen how stupid his wife is, and has tried to compensate me with seed orders. While it certainly, is nice getting multiple seed orders, (to pay for Tulips roo mince), it certainly doesn’t compensate for the theft in anyway. Comprehende. Stress, Time, Bother and Peace of Mind – you cannot afford to steal from me. I may have not have won, re the theft – but the THIEF LOST big time. They just can’t see it yet, and maybe never will. Stupid. I want to add re the usual dog people problems I have, as in, “Ye who can hear me is Ye who is stealing from me”. Well, a few days before the theft, I was listening to a podcast, and I personally believe it was because of Josh and Chuck’s little disrespectful comment, that triggered the theft. Stupid little dogs who can hear, pick up on the ‘tone’; they are like monkees, who copy everything and are ‘egged’ on, and they would especially copy someone like Josh and Chuck. Making a joke at someone else’s expense is what trashy people do. Btw, Josh and Chuck should do an episode on “How not to waste your money”, like for example, don’t buy a pet if you can’t afford to feed it, and don’t buy a brand-new car when you’re young, always buy a second-hand. I mean that’s a really obvious one, but I’m sure that Josh and Chuck could think of some creative good ones. (Btw I have no regrets purchasing my new Daewoo car at 23! It was a cheap small car back then. If done again, I would do the same thing, I loved that car!!). Read my “Bike Stealing in Boganville Australia” too, as I mention the story about who may have stolen my cousins fancy whackydoo bike back in 1993; my friends sister and her then boyfriend, (a married man), as shortly after that, she moved to Mackay, so I am not sure if the married man moved to Mackay, and that’s why she moved too? But a definate “slight of hand theft” may have been done via escooter and the open back window?? The guy in the pet shop?? That guy was short, I have noticed it seems to be a thing amongst short people, some of them feel inferior to anyone who is tall, and it’s kind of a nuisance, because they take out their annoyance on tall people, even though, tall people are innocent. Its like a 2nd born always trying to “beat” a 1st born later when they are adults, as they still feel inadequate, due to when they were 4 or 5yrs and remember the older sibling always being able to do anything, since they were older. An automatic area of psychological mindset. So my 5th and final cat, finally died this year. He lived ages considering he was had some disadvantages in his early stages. And, as sad as that was, as much as I miss all my little pussycats, hooray hooray hooray - I no longer have to buy kangaroo meat, not only my saving money, but I am saving stress, because they can't steal it any more! ha ha ha ha. 1hr update: Today after I just uploaded this, I got in my car and went down the rd, - after attaching my car cam finally – it has taken 2 yrs to get it properly installed, so the camera is new, but purchased 2 yrs ago. And guess what - it wasn't working. So as I was driving, the dogs sent me some black guy on a black motorbike, then same black Ford Ute (I am not sure if is ford – who cares what brand it is, but it is snake related, maybe a pet owner of snakes? As well as there was a same red Ford Ute following me. This tells me that they have somehow fucked my car camera, as it is brand-new. See, bullies don't like to be caught on camera. I told you I have bullies who follow me everywhere I go. Plus dogs sent me an email from an x jobs provider of 2yrs ago asking me to do a survey about there service. Idiots who deserve a bullet to their ears. 14. Devious Mouse Theft This is the PC mouse that I use, I've been purchasing this model (I say model, as it is unbranded), for quite some years now. It's perfectly suited to my feminine hand. Most mouses are made for men and their man hands. I noticed 4 years ago, this mouse suddenly started to not work properly after 12 months, and I had to purchase another one. I thought every time it happened, that maybe my computer was hacked, some computer nerd was mucking about with my mouse, as 12mnths is not long enough for a mouse to fail. But when I purchased another one, the next one worked fine, so I didn't really concern myself too much about it - until this time; with my brand-new mouse, something happened to it and it just stopped working altogether, so I got out my old one, I hadn't thrown out yet, started using it, and what do you know, it was working perfectly fine! I would say most definitely, the computer nerd who made this mouse, is hacking peoples computers and making the mouse misbehave, so that their customer has to purchase another one. This is an absolute disgraceful theft, the person doing this belongs in jail. 15. Shift in Mentality needed re Plant Material Theft Do you see the plant above; notice there is a stem without a leaf? I came outside one morning and this plant was lying on the ground, not only that but my shade cloth had been moved across. I sometimes note there seems to be drunks who wander around at night and do stupid things? Well, I just thought this was yet another stupid thing, until I noticed the leaf missing - this, I feel was not just an accident. I suspect, as I had that day, moved the planter to the back of my Ute, where he could catch the rain - so someone has driven past, seen it, thought "how pretty", and has come back and stolen a leaf, so they can do a leaf cutting (leaf cuttings are fairly easy, particularly if you've done a horticultural course). So, I am writing about this and expressing my annoyance, because this is theft, plain and simple THEFT - which is considered a crime by the Australian police, and which you could be charged for, and incarcerated. And indeed, if this person had been caught with proof, then this is what would be happening to them - over this tiny little leaf. And I've noticed that there seems to be a mentality where people think if they take a cutting, or a branch, or a flower from someone's plant - then this is not theft. Well wake up bimbos, because it is theft. And possibly I'm being a bit too severe here, because I believe people need to learn that it's wrong to take plant material from somebody else's plant. If you observe a young child; their natural instinct is to just take what they want, (Natural Born Thieves), and an adult is meant to have LEARNT not to do that - but some of them get to adulthood and have not learnt this. Or maybe only associate that 'rule' with certain things, and not plants as they grow in nature "for free", and so just take them for granted. They seem to just completely put out of their mind, the fact that the owner had to pay for the plant, from a nursery, and then has tended it, cared for it, plus, may not wish to make the plant available to the rest of the community. Not only is taking any plant material from someone's garden theft, but it's just plain disrespectful. And so far has monetary value goes for that little leaf - I mean that person might make a plant from that leaf, then from that plant, produce more and more, infact hundreds of plants could result from that 1 leaf. So, that actually is a significant monetary value. What I find bizarre and ironic about these stupid bimbo thieves, is that if they had just asked me, I would say sure, and I would've cut them off a whole stem that had roots on it, but instead they decided to sneak around at night, break into my carport area, and not only take a leaf, but vandalise the plant in the process - stupid stupid stupid. Unfortunately, I am hearing a lot of plant thefts going on worldwide at the moment. The Americans and the Thais are having issues with public stealing their plants directly out of nurseries in afterhours time. Biologist and scientists are having difficulties with data and information about plant discoveries of plants out in the wilderness - with them having to change and edit their findings, so as not to reveal the location of such species; so they are not dug up and stolen by people in the trade who sell them. I really feel this has become an even huger problem in the last two or three years; it's like the world is finally waking up to nature and the environment, and what a good thing it is - unfortunately this bad behaviour is a side effect of 'woken people'; theft of a good thing. Btw, that plant above was a side shoot taken from a store bought Syngonium “Neon”. The side shoot, I noted was a slightly smaller dwarf version of its mother plant, which I was a little excited about and wanted to grow on to see if it keeps its smaller features or if it was just smaller when young. So far, still smaller. 16. Chip placed in my glass tank after I uploaded my YouTube aquarium vid 17th July 2023. It’s like this thief is waiting around for me to like them, and or behave differently than how I am, and then since I never do (and never will), they throw a tantrum steal from me. Could they be any more STUPID? I don’t think so. And it reminds me of that obsessed house mistress from school, who has proceeded to stalk me around. One time I heard her, {I am fairly certain it was her – since she is such a coward, and only stalks me from afar, I’m never 100% sure}, but she mumbled something about ‘oh we are friends now’ like implied that we were fighting before, but now we are friends. Fucking LUNATIC! So, it could be her stealing from me? We are not friends WE NEVER WILL BE Get it. I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU ON THE HEAD, YOU STUPID DOGS. 17. Seed Stealing through the Post- with Australian Government Saving the Thieves Just as I suspected. I've had quite a few seeds "disappear" in the post, often I would receive a letter a couple of months later stating seeds have been "confiscated" by Australian quarantine at the airport. But the letter doesn't actually say what seeds they are, and who they're from or even the country they are from - which is a bit of a nuisance when you're ordering multiple packets of seeds from various people all across the world. But I've always thought that neighbours were stealing them because, I know they have, at some addresses - The Posty delivers them deliberately to my neighbours because they know my neighbours would want such seeds- they often highly desirable seeds and ornamental. I belief someone in the government is trying to save those little thieving bimbos, by sending me a letter saying the seeds have been confiscated. Either way, I know some such Australian government department are targeting me, and stealing my seeds, whilst everybody else is allowed to receive seeds from overseas. Get off my back you thieving blonde cunts in government department; who not only steal my seeds, but still many other ideas I have. SO UNGRATEFUL and blonde. 18 Missing Sticky Tape, similar to this but with yellow label, Dec 2023, Sarina I'm thinking it was stolen by my neighbours who took it at the same time they returned the clasp that they stole 4 years ago now (or however long it was). They took it when they also strew my sewing machine needles all over the floor (for some bizarre reason), and placed yet another chip in my good mug, (thast 2 they have done now), and stole my good cotton seeds, and of course, took the food out of the freezer. Oh, as well as stole the 8 inch air stone, mini lotus plant, and I'm pretty sure they took some potting mix as well from the carport. So they did this when I was asleep - I am fairly certain, although I can't be too certain? I just know that the door could be unlocked when I'm asleep, plus the needles appeared on the floor one morning when I awoke. But I did notice a few other things gone after I returned from a trip into town. So I am thinking, maybe they are stealing when I leave the unit? I mean, I just can't be certain? Am I meant to not go anywhere from now on? For fear of being broken into and having this ridiculous absurd, highly antagonistic, petty theft, going on in my life? Am I meant to say to my seed customers: “Well, there was a delay on your order, as I was unable to get to the postbox to send them; you see, I have to wait until my new 'thieving little girl' of a next door neighbour leaves - as they stole from me last time I left my unit. So, I'm just waiting upon their departure; she leaves every seven days, and then returns seven days. {Although it seems to be all higgledy piggledy over the Christmas / New Year.} - So sorry about the wait - but the unfortunate nature of the 'bimbo bogan Australian', wanting to jump on the conga line of stealing from me, has caused many problems in my life, and has now extended to you; those silly bimbos don't realise it is not just me that they are affecting; my path crosses many other peoples lives, what affects me affects many. Stupid Little Australian Bimbos. Off with their heads.” Why my posty who delivers to my door, is unable to drop off my letters; is a nuisance. Anyway, I have had my door lock fixed, and I have not been anywhere since the last theft; so I have had a short period of time with no theft. Such bliss. This was returned later. 19. Dodgy Australian Thief Exposure plus their media REWARDERS So, this seller on Ebay who remains anonymous, (as a typical coward thief does) stole my pure essential rosemary oil, my brand-new FULL bottle. As I need my rosemary essential oil, I wanted to purchase some more, but I didn't want to purchase from my usual supplier because I only wanted this 1 bottle, and postage would be considerably cheaper to purchase a single item on eBay. I've done in the past. So, I purchased this 1. It turned up a couple of weeks later, and IT IS NOT PURE ROSEMARY ESSENTIAL OIL at all, it is diluted, so they have cut it with a carrier oil of some sort. There is a noticeable difference between this product and my usual suppliers bottle. The brand of this product is Lotus, as you can see in the photo. The seller goes by the name of lotus_oil - and NOT by chance, when the oil was stolen, they stole my lotus plant too – dug it up out of my mini pond. So, this person as far as I'm concerned is the thief, they stole it, and have used it to dilute a carrier oil, to sell on ebay. So, there would be other victims too. I highly recommend not purchasing essential oils on eBay, especially Australian ones. I also want the police to go and do something about this stupid little bimbo thief. Furthermore, the rosemary bottle that was stolen, was returned to me three months after it was stolen, with the bottle near empty. I can't believe how arrogant “entitled” people steal in this manner - they have no idea about the consequences that they're going to have to face. And, ha about that you stupid bitch. Although now that I have exposed this little stupid bimbo in public. I am sure there are going to be numerous computer nerds out there, who are now going to reward them with free business promotions. I've seen this happen REPEATEDLY with thieving dishonest sellers. And there are heaps in the seed business, and plant/horticultural world. These businesses have gotten where they have gotten because they stole from me, and then been rewarded for it. I'm not sure entirely who is rewarding thieves, in “Ned Kelly” type manner, I suspect it's the ABC, as they also reward ”baddies” by putting them on television. But for anyone with common sense, and who's honest, and is apposed to thieves; do not buy from this person they are a thief. Plain and simple. 20. Stolen Cotton Silk Shirt, Short Sleeve, Summer, Slightly Transparent, Taken 2023 At Sarina,QLD I know this is a terrible photo, but it's the only one I have. That shirt was stolen last summer, 2023 from my rental unit at 110 Range Road, Sarina, (near Mackay, Queensland, Australia). Obviously, it would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo; name and shame them, (that's the only way they'll learn). Unfortunately I don't know who stole it, however after I posted a photo of it on Facebook in 2024, (when they deemed it was safe for me to go back onto Facebook - the 'stupids' that is), so I mentioned, in particular, the buttons, because anyone who saw a photo of that shirt would recognise it out on the street, because of the buttons, they were a distinguishing feature, large wooden and colourful. So then I had people doing "signs" (a very common and annoying thing, unfortunately), women on some movie show, saying they stole it, and now they had to take the shirt to a seamstress (who was a male gay friend, they said), and they had the buttons swapped out, so they wouldn't get caught! So, I don't know if it was just some arse in the television industry being antagonistic, trying to press my buttons, or if someone from whatever show I was watching, I think it was on Prime Video (?), an American network (?), who came to Sarina and stole it!! Most unlikely! Or maybe it was someone next door who was using the actors on television as puppets, and they were doing reflections for one of my neighbours? I know that happens A LOT - for those who think that it's not possible - it is, you naive little bimbos. (One of their "signs" the other day, was 'your neighbour doesn't understand what you're talking about here, because she's a little girl still!' - I had to laugh when I saw and heard that one!) So many little girls. Sometimes I think they just steal my things so they can create a classic mystery story of "who done it" - if this is the case, what an idiot, NO ONE CARES, get a life, (your own life), and leave me the hell alone. I know I've had problems with Netflix as well, as I have mentioned on my blog; they would frequently talk about all the items they've stolen from me - like I cannot watch Netflix now because of all the young people in their 20s and 30s who steal - they're disgusting, it's like a new generation of thieves, because they had crap parents, and crap teachers and crap police/ community who let them get away with it. I'm putting up this photo again on my feed, no one will probably recognise it because it's such a bad shot, but if you do - you know what to do. Bitch fight. Get it back for me, I want it back. I also want to add how I came about this shirt, because they also did "signs" at the same time saying they thought it looked like a Gucci shirt -a designer label, and that’s why they stole it in the first place. (With a train of thought, correlating that idea, with the police stealing the shirt, so people do not think I buy designer brands, and thus I am rich and thus steal from me – the police trying to stop the petty theft by making sure all my clothes are tatty, as they are sick of my police reports of petty theft.) But just before it was stolen, I had worn it down the street when I went to the pet shop in Sarina. Where, by the way, they are total bullies in there, bitch bullies with blonde hair. 2 of them. (As I have mentioned numerous times now on my blog, whenever there's a blonde bimbo in a retail shop, that shop steals from me). The other time I was in that Pet shop, I'm pretty sure I recognised the guy; from Oxford Street in Sydney, back in 1992; he was a total stoopid peacock! “look at me look at me”. It would make sense that he's now working in a Pet Shop in Sarina! And btw, not only did my shirt disappear, but I've had ongoing fish theft; fish stolen out of my unit at Sarina, also shrimp and plants, plus then when I moved to my current secret location, I've had dozens of male blonde Endler fish stolen from inside the house, from my tank in the kitchen. So I now suspect it's them, this Pet Shop at Sarina, and their associations?? I mean how more offensive do I have to be fuck off you stupid blonde bimbo. So, I made that shirt in 2021. It's an extremely comfortable beautiful black silk summer short sleeve shirt, it's slightly transparent and has wooden buttons. The fabric is silk pongee. I purchased the silk in 2020 from kraftkolour, it was cheap remnants, (that's the only way I could afford a silk shirt), and, in 2 pieces, each under 1m, lucky both pieces were the same fabric and from the same batch, plus it was a raw silk, so undyed. I purchased some black dye as well, Drimarene, (I do remember that it dyed very easily). And I made the shirt while I was living at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin. I remember how pleased I was with myself, as I had a VERY small amount of bargain priced expensive fabric, albeit in 2 pieces, and I managed to make a large size shirt, with only a little tiny sliver of scrap left over!! (Finally I'm at that point in my life, where experience and lessons learned in the past, has paid off - (and ha ha you can't have me!). So the fabric scraps and dye cost me $22plus postage, a total bargain for a silk shirt in a large size (a silk shirt would retail for $200+ and that is if you can find one, I don't think they would even sell them this far up in North Queensland). Size 16 to 18. So, I'm thinking, maybe someone from kookaburra Park stole it. I wouldn't be surprised if it was my landlord. My previous landlord was Cate Rogers, if someone would like to go check her wardrobe for it? I know there's many people in the community that have absolutely no problems waltzing into somebody else's house and going through their wardrobe, and all of their things, in fact. So why not put your unhealthy perverse medalling abilities to some actual good use. I would like to know did she take it or not. I later thought she did not, as she would have stolen it after I made it back at Gin Gin. Note; so the buttons have been changed, but I'm thinking the name tag will still be there, with my name on it. EMILY BIEMAN, (I had my own labels done up when I was 24, I had 1000 woven labels made, I've got probably a quarter left!). I did hear on YouTube that there is a thing now for secondhand clothes, and designer secondhand clothes in particular, as it is seen as being 'Eco' and an affordable way to buy designer labels. That youtuber was implying that there is a lot of thievery that goes on in this area, by women. Although I'm more inclined to think they stole it from me just because they don't think I deserve to wear something so "nice" , as that shirt being transparent, plus it had a very flattering cut, it was a really nice shirt that made you look and feel good - that's how spiteful those girls are that steal, nasty little dogs. After I wrote this, there was a bunch of girls in the media, saying “no no, that wasn't the reason why the stole it, they stole it because they don't want people being respectful to me. {I have mentioned this before, when you look good and wear nice clothes, one carries an air of confidence which people respond to on a psychological level - people are respectful to me}. So, there is a group of women who do not want other people to be respectful to me, “dogs who play sides” – they are very sad obsessed people. I know those claims are true. There are some women who get absolutely incensed when someone is nice to me, and respectful, they are insane with jealousy, it's like “how dare they be nice to her, she’s no one”. I am thinking today they are from the movie industry?? No, I bet music! Such retards. And I bet, third born. Stupid mother's breeding more than two kids. Btw, this is just one of the ways they are trying to combat their feelings of inadequacies, by getting other people to be disrespectful to me, but they also target others in my life, like they are working on my landlord, well they were, I saw them, but actually I think they have succeeded with that whole family, such weakness. Mmmm as I write I recall the Gwenda story and the laugh, so must be stupid dogs on Radio National. Such cowards to leave me guessing. Error: that photo above was taken in 2016 (I checked metadata). So actually, that is my other very dark larger brown rayon shirt, that I still have. (It’s such a bad shot, even I could'nt recognize it). So, I do NOT have a photo of my black silk shirt. ☹️ Infact, it was just after I made this shirt, that I thought about taking photos of every finished product I do, the photo may have been stolen. Naming and shaming thieves was one of the main reasons I created a group on Facebook, called Sarina - Mackay, Say What U want, Name & Shame, No Rules PublicNoticeBoard (Amongst other reasons like being able to whinge /moan, and express personal grievances about community issues, or personal injustices. Big fish little fish stuff. When I named and shamed this particular THIEF below, on a different community group, I was ban from the group by coward admin. Most unfairly, especially since I was not the criminal/ the thief - they were. Don't shoot the Messenger. So as much as you would prefer I be silent on this issue I AM NOT. Find some other small frame person to steal from or suffer my talking consequences! Car industry thieves in SARINA: Master Mechanical and Sarina Pet Shop When I went there, the owner muttered under his breath to me, that he was going to steal from me, and then he did, $72.50 plus he wanted me to bring my car back for $700+ “looking” for problem. But I had told him what the problem was – the dashcam. I just wanted him to fix it – but did he – NO. He and his receptionists (woman with child under knee), infact the whole crew down there are thieves. How is this business still in business? Car thieves. {I am new in town, perhaps he thought he could get away with it with a new person?} The CBA did try to recoup my money with a dispute, but they failed. Although later, several months later, I suddenly get a bank message saying that they were able to recoup the money and it has been refunded. So that was a little weird. Now, I left a review for this business on Google Maps, because as far as I'm concerned it's unacceptable behaviour, and this business, as they are thieves, they should be closed down. They should no longer be in operation. Now, the thing is, as far as I know, I'm the only one that can actually see my Google reviews when I'm logged in. Because if I'm not logged in, I can't see them, so I'm pretty sure no one else can see my reviews (?). But one day on Facebook, I had problems from some girl who was stalking me on Facebook, and out of the blue, on a different subject, she started talking about my review for this Car shop, which was very weird. She seemed to have the major shits that I left a bad review, even though they are thieves. This girl must've been a bimbo because she thinks stealing is ok, and you're not allowed to talk about it! {Not addressing problems:bimbo behaviour}. So, this got me thinking, as I'd been having problems with someone putting water in my fuel tank when I park at the IGA carpark, so I'm thinking it was this girl who seemed to be so irate about my honest review. Maybe she worked for master mechanical? maybe she was his wife? or the blonde receptionist? or his daughter? She obviously decided to seek spite-revenge by putting water in my fuel tank. Happened every time I went to IGA car park, about five times in a row. {The side effect of water in your fuel tank is ‘put put’ as soon as I start my engine, then for the next several km’s, plus along with terrible smoke coming out of exhaust as it burns off.} So, then I mentioned the water on Facebook too, and it suddenly stopped. It was the owner plus in public forum that I had mentioned it to, so I suspect it WAS someone who worked for him? Yet another reason that business ought to be closed down. So, I certainly standby my review and my words. I am not going to be intimidated by some silly water yielding bimbo. I believe that business should be closed down I know I might be asking a lot to close down businesses who steal from people, there might not be any businesses left (in Gunnedah and half of Sarina this would be definitely be true). I believe there is some serious retardation going on in Sarina; when I went into the pet shop and said hello to the blonde woman behind the counter, she just stared at me and then got back to doing what she was doing. Such eeeexcellent retail manners from Shopgirls. Actually, I think I remember a place in Tamworth doing that same thing, only she didn’t go back to her work. She just stared at me the whole time I was in the shop without saying anything. Guess what, she had blonde hair too! Starting to see a pattern in my life. Just an observation. You know what, now I remember, when I went to the Pet Shop that day, I was wearing my good silk black shirt that was later that day stolen - you know a woman who obviously is so rude and disrespectful to a new customer, is certainly not beyond stealing my good top in my opinion. POLITICIANS, if you need examples of personality types to see which ones should be breeding, and which ones should not be; I have heaps of bimbo names I can give you. Start off with the woman at this mechanics, Rebecca, she said her name was. And, you may wonder why I bring up the Pet Shop and my stolen black silk shirt incident, into this story. I believe it's related; it goes back to Hong Kong; when I was 20, I saved up for 2 years at my first job on minimum wage, and went to Hong Kong with my friend whose parents lived there, I stayed there for 2 weeks. In Hong Kong, you're not allowed to keep a car that's older than three years, so everywhere you go, on all the streets, there are brand-new cars - it's like a total ‘revhead-heaven’ world in Hong Kong. I don't know if it's still the same today, I'm talking over 30 years ago now. But I mean the people who really are into cars, are young men mainly. So, it is like a young man's world in Hong Kong. And the other thing that's big in Hong Kong was aquariums/ fishtanks, and again this is another industry that caters to a lot of young men. I was reminded of this when I was trying to sell my fish recently on FB marketplace, and I was unable to, it was like there was a monopoly on Facebook marketplace for aquarium shops only to sell their fish and hobbyist’s, are not allowed to sell online, with the fake pretence that it goes against their policy - biggest load of bull I've ever heard; it's just another way that young boys have monopolised this industry, the same as they have in Hong Kong and their cars. So, there were a lot of young boys in that Pet Shop when I was there that day, I'm thinking, not a coincidence. And what the? (give me my shirt back). Plus, I have had heaps of other aquarium stuff stolen, ever since – its now 2 yrs later, and my Endler fish – about 50 of them STOLEN, also, I think they turned the heater of my veranda tank up and cooked my fish – absolute scum with scum mothers). Plus the water in my fuel tank continues whenever I park at IGA (and forget to put my camera on now) Social retards of Sarina. {You think the people of Gunnedah are backwards hillbillies - try the people who live at Sarina}. Glad I no longer live there. Narcissistic women problems following me trying to but in it is not up to me to maintain your property - you stupid lazy landlord This septic mess is down and out the back of my property, an area I rarely frequent. I only just happened to be down there, when I saw what was going on and took a photo. There has been a crack in the septic ever since I moved in here, but due to some sort of blockage today, I can see the full extent of the problem, I assume nobody else either thought the hole to be a problem. I can see now that it is a HUGE problem, and it is moisture from that, slowly leaking out of the hole in that septic pipe which is going onto the back wall and causing the whole back wall to rot and also causing mould in my unit. So, I asked the landlord to fix this hole, and remove the overhead tree branch which is blocking the gutters. And they refused to. And they gave me Notice to Leave. (!) So, this is the kind of issues that parliament should be dealing with; Dodgy landlord that instead of fixing problems they just asked the tenant to leave. Plus, having to deal with rental girls about these issues, causes problems for me, they are all bitchy and tyrannical, and they expect me to do all of these things for them, when they don't do anything that's required of them, like this maintenance. This whole rental situation is completely unfair, I suspect nobody has done anything about it because nobody has a loud enough voice to get anything done. And I just want to mention the whole rental world is dominated by women there is a whole big dog network, and this is possibly why nothing has been done about it because I haven't met any man in fact who can stand up to a tyrannical woman. And I bet nobody else here in my unit has put in any complaints about the mould and rot. There's 13 people that live here, I bet I'm the only one that has been brazen enough to make a complaint, and now look what's happened OUT. Disgusting real estate and landlord behaviour. Real estate girl is Molly Dunbaven at Ray White, landlord is Val Badham, who apparently has dementia, and her son manages this place. Oh and I need to say: the pipe with the hole can't be replaced because it is in the cement part that comes off the septic tank, it's all connected, one great big cement mould must've been used. But it can still be fixed easily. I'm just wondering, maybe they don't they know how to fix a hole in a cement pipe?? My suggestion is to go onto YouTube, there's heaps of videos on how to fix such problems. (men; they don't make them like they used to). And, I would say, this is a problem I could easily fix, but guess what, this is not my property, I'm not going to fix it for you because you treat tenants like crap, and you kick them out whenever you feel like it - even if I fix the whole place up for them. Landlords are disgusting selfish greedy people. How many septics have I fixed over the years? How much gratitude have I received? (Heaps and none). YOUTUBE NAZI MIDDLE AGE UGLY FAT MEN, DELETED MY ACCOUNT: SO THAT INCLUDES THIS VIDEO: {but then I was later able to create a new account with my real name only - so I personally am not able to use a fake name - I still have not updated this video, as I am not sure which one it was....} Getting to the root of the problem; bacteria mould in my unit Items Stolen at Sarina - Page 2 BACK 1 2 (this)

Is there a list of Sadistic Doctors and Dentists in Australia? I would like to name and shame a few that I have had personal experience with. I know there is an organized network, akin to paedophiles, people who get thrills from inflicting pain on other people / animals. But I guess I’m out of the loop. I now record all Doctor / Pathology etc with BodyCam - Gunnedah pathology GRH, stupid zombie bitch) Not to mention recently - Dr. Norman Sadick and 2 Dental assistants (1 was NEGS girl by Mia Life Stories P11 Rosey Tulip Violet Lil 1. She who spoils her cat the most, wins In 2000 I adopted a rescue cat who was found abandoned in a building site, Mia, I named her. A cute little tabby kitten. I was planning on getting Mia desexed, the book said to wait till she was six months old, so I waited and, in the meantime, there was a bit of a cat raucous outside on the farm, I quickly stuck my head out only to see this GINORMOUS Tom cat strut off and few weeks later my poor little young Mia was suddenly fat and expecting. So, I’m thinking maybe four or five months, not six months! But actually, this little oversight was the best thing that ever happened, I was able to keep 3 of the kittens, (Rosie, Lil and Violet) and give the other 4 away. (They weren’t all female, but a farmer neighbour came over and inspected them, and told me “They’re all girls!” - ahh, country bumpkin neighbours!!) So, I had 4 cats with me on the farm, which were great company, and it was a privilege having them around and looking after them, plus I could get roo meat for $3/kg, so affordable too. In 2006 a 5th cat came into my care, it was either death or be saved by me, so I opted to save him, and he was a small wild ferocious cat. I named him Tulip, it took some years but eventually he stopped biting and scratching me. I’m not entirely sure he makes a great companion cat, when compared to my others… but I still like having him around. They loved my garden, and loved watching me create it. I had some fun making them a great big huge carpeted cat tower, which they all loved and would regularly use, climb up on, infact if you have cats, having a cat tower for them inside somewhere where they can sit high up, is an absolute must. I made a few other things like cat fury little houses, but they weren’t too impressed with those, they really only liked the high cat tower with large carpeted shelves, and the big ones - it’s surprising how many cat products there are that don’t have big enough shelves for the cat to fully lay out, and stretch out in a comfy relaxed manner. One of their favourite toys was a peacock feather. I had peacocks at one point, and they invariably dropped the odd feather, I would pick them up and drag them behind me, kind of waving the head around, and the cats absolutely loved this, they would follow me, chase after me, and try and get the feather head as I walked along, bobbing it around on the ground, it was their most favourite thing to do, and definitely heightened their hunting instincts. I even managed to get Violet to come out from under the bed where she lived 24/7, such a scared little runt, and I think after playing with her, she managed to catch a skink! I have to mention about the wildlife, I had heaps of skinks on the farm, literally there were 100’s of them, and I had a habitat going on for them so they could hide from the cats, hollow logs, rocks and the such. When my cats were at their young height of voracious hunting, I made a point of feeding them every morning, then unlatching the Catflap door, so they could come and go as they please, and then feeding them again in the evening before dusk, and when they’re all inside eating, I shut the latch on the catflap door, so they had to stay inside at night. But during the day they could wander around the garden and go hunting if they wished. It seemed to work really well, only sacrificing a little wildlife, plus still allowing them the use of their wild instincts. I see cats on Pinterest today, that are not allowed outside, they are indoors only. I feel so bad for these little pussycats, because I know their heart will be getting wrenched out of their bodies, by not being able to go outside into nature. Although my brother had a cat, and he lived in the city, and it was allowed outside, and it got run over and killed. He thinks his neighbour did it deliberately. So, I’m thinking if you lived in the city, it would be worth fully enclosing a backyard, so your cats can go outside into the garden, not just a cat run, but enclosing the whole garden. That’s what I would I do. In my new location, in suburbia, if I see a cat out wondering at night, I feel sorry for it, because I know they aren’t from a ‘caring’ home. I have to mention, I was creating a large garden, and I would frequently have to walk around, checking trees, fixing tree guards, giving them a bottle of water, especially in the summertime, and my cats would always accompany me. Actually, Violet was still a little bit too scared to wander all the way down to the bottom of the paddock, but Mia, Lil, and Rosie would go walking with me all the time, they loved it, and for that brief time when I had to stay at dads in town, with only his quarter acre block, all fenced in - I could just sense them asking me “we want to go for a walk, we want to go for a walk!” Tulip is my last remaining cat today, 22 years later, he is blind and never hunts anymore. I miss the other 4. I would like to mention, 3 of my 5 cats died tragically, all preventable, one from the heat, another one from spot on flea/tick treatment (cancer), and another one from cancer; from eating of a hydrochloric acid cleaned floor. The other died naturally at age 18. But with all 4 deaths that I went through, with each one, I noted that there is a process they go through, a dying process, and as a result of observing what happens, in the death process, I definitely don’t recommend euthanasia. I mean there may be some pain that you may prevent, by doing that, but I feel euthanasia is mainly more for the owners benefit, as they don’t have to care for the pet as they die, because they do require extra care and TLC in that process. And when the time has really come, they usually make an appearance to say goodbye, then they will take their leave and find a quiet spot to hide and quietly depart. I watch a lot of YouTube cat videos, and I need to mention, on the rare occasion when one of my cats, maybe they jump off something and misjudge the landing, and crash – this is not something I would find amusing, I didn’t and still don’t laugh at my cat if maybe he does not see something and crashes into it, a rare thing. Not funny in my well sighted cats, and not funny in my blind cat. But they do do funny things, like I have just put a ramp up to my new raised bed, and Tulip instead of walking down, he has figured a new way to get down, and he kind of slides down on his 2 front paws, and walks his back legs! Funny Whereas, I have caught glimpses of YouTube videos with cat owners watching their cats, and when they fall, they stand there on camera and laugh hysterically at their poor cat, who sometimes, most likely would have a sore leg or something from the fall. I really can’t believe how thoughtless and careless most people really are. The pleasure they derive in somebody else’s misfortune is pathetic. I mean, is that the reason why you got cat or dog, so you can watch them hopefully fall and crash? Idiotic reason. Idiots. Also, by the way, if I see a posting on Pinterest, that exhibits any sort of cruelty, like if I see someone inflicting fear in an animal, or are making forced demands of their pet, like making them jump into a wall of unseen gladwrap, I always make some sort of comment to make my point clear about how I feel about that, sometimes I will go to the bother of blocking that person, or even reporting it (although under the list of reason to report, there is no Animal cruelty, wakey wakey Pinterest). But what I’ve noticed, is that I usually get a lot of likes for the comment, from the rest of the public, but nobody else makes such comments. I think everybody is trying to “play nice”, (not rock the boat, maybe they don’t want to get banned!) that’s how people get away this bad sometimes fully ignorant behaviour. Speak up. 2. Spot on Flea Tick Treament causes Mast Cell Tumors - Cancer Mast cell tumours are a type of skin cancer that can kill your pet like what happened to my cat Lil and Mia. My other younger cat Tulip was showing the tumour symptoms, but I stopped the application and his immune is still strong enough to fight the skin cancers. He is still alive. But today, (he is very old now) I felt one of the tumours on his back – a moment of weakness, probably from being out in the sun {when cats and dogs are old, they cannot tell when their body overheats from being in the sun, especially of they have eyesight issues; can’t see if they are lying in the sun, rather than under a bush in the shade – you physically need to keep an eye on them and move them when the sun moves.} so, Tulip recovered, and is still going strong. But, about Spot-on, it is really true and I would not risk any brand of spot-on treatment at all. I did get a vet biopsy to confirm Mast Cell Tumours. To treat tick paralysis; mix a small (very small) amount of garlic in cats dinner. If it has tick paralysis, this will cure it, as it cured my tulip completely. If you give your cat too much garlic, he will have a heart attack and die. In NSW, ticks are not much of a problem, so it is fine, but in in Queensland, whole other story, Tics are rampant and ferocious, actually I don’t recommend you even own a cat or dog if you live in Queensland - which is very sad and unfortunate. Queensland is just not conducive to cats or dogs, and the treatment that vets give to treat ticks, causes cancer, so it is a no-win situation for cats and dogs who are allowed to romp outside. And well, keeping a pet indoors only, for me, really falls under the cruel category. They are here to experience nature. Also, I’ve written about this before, but for some reason it has disappeared; if you see a tick on your cat, STOP, don’t do anything, because if you just grab it and pull it off -you’ll leave the head in the body, which is bad because it may become infected, and is really hard to get out. So what you do if you come across a tick, is go and get some tea tree oil. Tea tree oil is really potent and strong, and if you just dab a little bit on the tick, with a cotton tip, then the tick gets a little bit shocked, and stunned, then at that moment, you just grab it and pull it out, use tweezers. Then the whole thing will come out easily. This is what I did when I saw a tick on my cat and it worked a treat. There is a train of thought (or just some wishful thinking chemical company girl’s opinion) that my cats in particular were targeted by bully IT Nerds from the Netherlands in Holland, because they heard me bitching one day about some stupid thieving dog, and assumed I was talking about them. They are “not right” in the head. I don’t personally know any IT nerds at all, let alone ones from the Netherlands. So, this was their revenge; to kill my cats. Can you please tell me how much more stupid and idiotic people are? Btw, ebay said they were from the Netherlands. It could have been ebay staff, there are some stupid ones on there. In Australia, a common cause of death is heat stress, specially with older cats, they tend not to realise that they're sitting in the sun, and it can get 40+ degrees. BTW, one of my cat developed hypothyroid issues at age 6 months, (he was half staffed as a Kitten when I found him), he's had it his whole life, I haven't done anything, except his diet consists of local raw kangaroo meat and occasionally a raw egg yolk - He eats an extraordinary amount, (more than the other four cats combined) plus he drinks a fair amount of water. This has been his routine for the past 17 years, he's still going strong albeit looking like a bit of a walking skeleton for the past 4 years, but he is still with clarity. I'm glad you mentioned the food bit, really you can't purchase prepackaged pet food at all, you have to give them fresh meat from the butcher for optimum health. I should mention that my cats ate very well because I could get kangaroo mince for $3.20kg. - and they absolutely loved this, they were so healthy. It went up to $3.50 after 10 years - still very affordable for me. But this ended when I moved to Queensland; I could not get kangaroo meat at all at some places, and then if I could it was up to and or over $10 a kilo, with some places charging $18 a kilo. ABSURD. My poor remaining 1 little pussycat who’s only had good quality kangaroo meat his whole life, suddenly had to change his diet, (to raw chicken), plus now he costs me at least $20kg, and then some, plus here, I have to purchase kitty litter, as he refuses to go outside any more after an encounter with a python. So my cat actually costs more than me, a fortnight to eat and maintain. I definitely don’t recommend having pets if you live in Queensland. Oh, and my cousin's cat had the same hypothyroid condition, and she said that she had to take her cat to the vet and there was a treatment that cost a lot of money, involving injections every day. I think it was $50 a week for the rest of its life, an extraordinary amount of money. After 12mnths, she ended up putting her cat down. (I don't know whether it didn't make any difference, or it was too expensive, or she could not manage the daily syringes, but I know that a vet (big pharma), will want to make as much money from you as possible regardless if it is necessary or works. If you just stick to a raw healthy meat diet, you can't go wrong. Someone suggested nat mur to treat hypothyroid, and that is only $12, whether it works, I do not know. 3. We all need the Right Nutrition from the Womb Now, I’m going to put up a little story here, because with all my postings of the items that have been stolen or situations that I’ve talked about on the Internet publicly, I keep going on about the bloody female dogs that harass me, I find them such a big part of my life, as they follow me about everywhere I go, and no one talks about it and a lot of people do not seem to understand what I’m talking about or do not want to know, but after years of thinking about what makes a bimbo act in a stupid non thinking way, I now know. (And I know, you know, what I am talking about) – that kind of absent-minded chitchat that a lot of girls seem to enter into. So, amongst other things, I believe this loss of focus, is caused from a lack of nutrients, and not because maybe they are hungry or they skipped dinner, I’m talking about from the very beginning, in the womb. If the mother wasn’t getting enough to eat back then, or enough of the needed essential nutrients, then that causes slight brain development problems. I’ve come to this conclusion from observing a litter of seven cats from birth to death. What I noticed is that the firstborn cat (Lil) was an outstanding hunter, fully aware, and very precise and clever in his tactics, he was also naturally confident and outgoing (and I’m pretty sure he had a sense of humor!) he was intelligent and not reflective. Then what I noticed was that each cat after that, (so, the next born, then the next…) was a little bit like that, but a little bit less so, and by the time you got down to the seventh cat, her personality was quite the opposite of the firstborn very shy, very timid, very scared, quiet reflective, especially in her older years, and not outgoing at all, infact she never ventured outside for the first 4 yrs of her life, and obviously, at first when she was born, she was very tiny. Now, I have to point out, the mother was a stray Tabby rescue cat, and as far as I was concerned, she was going off to the vets at six months old to be desexed, so at age of 5 months when she started getting a bit fat, I actually thought, in my naïveté, that she was putting on weight and I cut back her food, which turned out to be a huge mistake, as she was pregnant, so the first cat inline inside her uterus got the most food, and the poor one at the end would have been starved (Violet). (I soon discovered she was pregas and increased her food), and after the kittens were born, I fed all the cats very well, they had lean kangaroo meat twice a day, and expensive type of biccies that I’m hoping were all good (I know the cheaper types are terrible, you may as well be feeding them cardboard). Violet btw, went on to be big, and she outlived all her siblings!! I would say mainly due to her sedentary lifestyle (19yrs). Now, I thought well, you know, maybe that’s how it is for a cat, but a human who doesn’t carry seven but instead just one at a time, maybe different, but after thinking and observing people, some more over the years I’ve decided it’s exactly the same. You may need to think about that last statement. I have known plenty of 3rd borns who think they are smarter than their first born sibling! (they think it!!) By the by, Spot on Flea/Tick treatment causes Mast Cell Tumors (cancer) and will reduce the number of years your cat lives. 4. Cat Stories - To bath or not to bath. You will find this tedious if you are not a Rampant Cat Fan When I first got my cat Mia, I thought she should be bathed every few months or so, and so did this in a big cement trough. After she had kittens, I continued also to bath them. One day when I had violet sitting in the large cement trough, the water came up to her neck, she was very placid, although did not enjoy a bath, suddenly I saw her whole head was covered with some thing moving, and upon looking closer, I was so appalled, she had fleas, all the fleas had climbed up to her head, there were hundreds of them, crawling over every single milimeter of her face, her nose, her mouth, her eyes. So happened that I was able to get hold of some stuff from the vet the following day and treated them all, and it so happened that I was moving that day to a farm at Bulga, so it worked out, we could leave the fleas and flea infected house behind us. (That house (yard) was infested with rabbits, that’s why there were so many fleas) I think any bathing that I had done before, obviously didn’t make a difference to fleas, and it wasn’t long after that when I decided that they probably did not actually need to be bathed, and have never bathed any of my cats since. But I do notice now, that I get dust mites if I don’t wash the sheets every week or so, and I suspect this might be from the cat, the last remaining one, Tulip. But I’m still not going to bath him, I just don’t think he would like it, he’s very clean, anyway, he always licks himself clean. I don’t really like doing things that cats don’t like to do - they know what they want, and what they need. Forcing an animal to do something it doesn’t want to do is usually the wrong thing to do anyway. I did try a cat collar on one of my cats once, when I was in Melbourne, and gee! I don’t think so - the poor little thing, he didn’t know what to do, he started walking backwards!! Plus, my neighbour told me that she got a cat collar with a bell to protect the birds, but then she saw her cat put his paw over the bell when he was stalking the bird, so the bird won’t hear it! How about that for smarty pants! Of course, I’ve mentioned not to use flea and tick spot on treatment on your cats because it causes tumours, so if I had of known that I’m not sure what I would’ve done back then, (it was 2000), maybe a big strong dose of garlic would’ve worked? Or maybe just 1 application of SpotOn is ok? One day at Bulga, back in 2002, it was the middle of the day, hot, my cat Mia came inside and she was absolutely dripping water from head to foot. Saturated. I couldn’t believe it. Where had she been? What had happened? We were in the middle of a drought! So, I asked her! And she started kind of pacing, going meow! meow! Like she wanted to tell me what was going on, what happened, but she couldn’t, she was definitely worked up about it, and I can only guess what happened, a possibility of 4 things; about 50m up the paddock was a well/bore, which was covered with a board, so possibly, maybe, she got underneath it somehow, and fell in, then manage to clamber out again, it could’ve been at least a 30 foot drop down into the water, plus it was 50m up the paddock, and when she came in the house, she came in dripping wet still, literally the floor was a puddle of water around her, so I think it was too far from the house for it to be the well. The other possibility was the cement water tank near the porch, maybe she fell in the manhole, for some strange reason it did not have a cover on it. But how she would’ve got out of a cement tank that was half full of water, I am not sure. it would’ve been absolutely impossible, I think, and if she did get out, no wonder she was so worked up, because it would’ve been incredibly difficult for her to climb up the cement wall and then over to the opening, in fact I don’t know how that would’ve even been possible. She would’ve used up one of her nine lives if that was the case. The third possibility; there was a trough for the cattle near the well, maybe she fell in the trough, but I don’t see why she would get her whole body wet if she fell in the trough, she would’ve just got her feet wet, but maybe she slipped, and her whole body fell into the trough – but again, 50m up the paddock, she would have dried off some, plus probably stopped to lick herself. 4th possibility, someone kidnapped her and wet her. (But I don’t really think it was that?) It was a mystery then, and it still is a mystery, and often I think how on earth she got dripping wet in the middle of nowhere where there was a drought on. The photo above was when she suddenly sat right at the gate, down the bottom of the garden one day, I looked at her and thought how typical a cat she was, that was such a cat thing to do, now she is like all the other cats. Now she is normal like all the other cats. I believe that was when she got cancer; from the hydrochloric acid cleaning chemicals on the floor, where she ate her biccys off the floor. The cancer sat there dormant in her cell till some years later later when she died from it. Poor Mia. (not that I did, but if you smoke - you can’t smoke inside, with a cat indoors – special message). Arshole young boy Wikipedia admin 5. Country Feral non-thinking Tight Arse’s I want to mention here, the bad vibes that was created after the actions of a stupid country feral non-thinking tight arse idiot; One day when I was having a fine and dandy time paddling down the Namoi river on dads Kayak, I turned into a bend, and it was very eerie, I can’t quite explain it, just total bad vibes that I was picking up. I looked around to see if I could spot any problems, there over by the shore was a hessian bag. I paddled over, opened it up, and how awful and gruesome - a bag of rotting drowned kittens, no wonder I was picking up bad vibes. So, it seems I need to mention that you shouldn’t do this - bloody pay the $100 and get your cat desexed you non-thinking idiots - (and animal nazi haters). (actually, I personally believe council should be paying for cat/dog desexing anyway) 6. Cat Scratch with Anti Tetanus Story This cut is near my eyebrow, the red part is the infection just under the skin. I guess back in the olden days before antibiotics, they must’ve died from cat scratches? BTW, as well as prescribing Keflex which is an antibiotic, the Dr gave me a tetanus shot. That shot was definitely not necessary. Not only is it not necessary because the antibiotics will work just fine, but I developed this intense pain in the exact spot where the puncture was, and my whole arm was really sore, I was unable to lift it up past my waist, and it lasted for about 8 months. (I want to mention too, in this time I had to re-locate, so it was very difficult) Antibiotics will also do the job of fixing a really severe infection, so there’s no need for tetanus ever! Drs just like prescribing it because they like stabbing people with needles, but mostly, they get paid from drug companies who sell tetanus. 7. Tulip, his Whiskers give me Whiskers This is Tulip, he is 16 now, and blind. The number of times where I have thought he was going to die has been at least nine times. The reason why I have thought this, is mainly due to his diet. I’ve had to switch over from my usual fresh kangaroo meat, which I could purchase for $3.50 a kilo in Tamworth, to now having to purchase in Queensland, commercial food as there is no fresh roo mince. I can assure you there are some highly dodgy pet food companies. The worst one being ‘gourmet delight’ packed for Safcol Australia, and made in Thailand. This one is truly revolting, making my cat very sick, repeatedly, and they still sell it, even after I told them it makes cats sick. Anyway, after this big ordeal, whiskers finally came up with a gravy meal that he likes, if I add some grated chicken breast with it, he likes it. He has this twice a day plus biscuits, plus some melted fat with chicken, and he still is a very tiny slight cat. When he was younger, going through what I call, his ‘teenage years’, he used to eat more than my other four cats combined, it was quite extraordinary how much food this little pussycat could consume, I suspect this is so, because he was near starved after he was born, and he probably came from a long line of stray cats that used to hang around the Gunnedah Tafe, who were also half starved, plus he was highly active, he used to be able to see, and he was a voracious hunter, hunting and wondering all day long. Although a little birdy told me, he eats so much because he has a medical condition, some sort of thyroid problem, there is a treatment but it costs $140per month, so obviously not something I can afford, considerably cheaper to feed him 3 times as much as he ought to be consuming at his age. Anyway, the main point of why I’ve done this story up, is because I’ve noticed now in winter, as he is so tiny, he comes inside to be warm. So he often comes up to me on my bed, and rubs his chin on my chin, but I’ve had to stop him from doing this because what happens, after he does this, my chin breaks out into little hairs, almost like whiskers!! And sometimes they get infected like an ingrown hair, it’s like his whiskers, give me whiskers. I just wanted to make a point of saying this is what happens, and it is not menopause. I was advised by a nurse who didn’t know, that I was NOT going through menopause. Not yet dearies!! Also I want to say, as hard as it is for me now in this tiny unit/motel room, it is just as hard for Tulip. Poor little tulip is suffering as much as I am, he’s come from this beautiful quiet peaceful tranquil garden, where he had all his hidy ‘spots’ worked out, he knew how many steps from the bushes to the cat flap inside, there were no pesty Bush Turkeys or neighbour cars. Now he frequently whinges to me because he’s got hardly any outside spots where he can relax, curl up and sleep for a few hours, and there is no space for him inside, plus he tells me it smells. Poor little Tulip, curse all the dogs. 8. Bank staff trying to UNEMPOWER customers Dogs at Bundaberg Commonwealth bank are trying to UNempower me, last time they did it by insisting I go into the bank to update my phone number, rather than do it over the phone or online (dogs) – then the tattooed girl in the Bundaberg bank, asked me to state my address while female thieves behind me in the cue and standing also near the counter would hear it, as soon as they heard it, they all up and left. Whether they stole anything from my house I am unsure of, but I did have 2 kitchen spatulas go missing around that time. Always problems in the bank. I strongly suspect they suffer from “GoldStarDog theory”. In fact, I know they do. But in general, there are a lot of tyrannical wannabe authorities in Bundaberg, infact, the authorities in Bundaberg are desperate for “lawbreakers”, so they have something to do, and can go on their power tripping dysfunctions. The only good thing I have to say about Bundaberg, is that around that time I had to go to the bank, all the thousands of Murraya’s that had been planted several years ago, were now all in full flower, and the most amazing fragrance filled the entire citytown. Absolutely beautiful fragrance, divine. Bundaberg is the best smelling citytown, by far. Here is a good a spot as any to mention, the town of Gladstone is truly the worst town that I’ve encountered in Australia thus far, worse than Gunnedah. It is a small city consisting of totally corrupt police and councils, all the women in it are complete bitches - there’s no exceptions, and they all hate each other and try to steal from one another, similar to Gunnedah, I guess. One time in Gunnedah, I called the CBA bank, as there was an issue with sorting out a replacement credit card, and I happened to be in a shop wanting to purchase something with the credit card, so I was on the phone talking to this girl from CBA, who wasn’t really making any sense, she was definitely suffering from what I have termed the female zombie problem. It was literally like she was part asleep, living in her own little dreamworld - actually she was being a bit of a bitch too, and so I thought, it would help, if I put her on speaker phone, because I wasn’t the only one in the shop, and as soon as I did that, it was like I was speaking to someone completely different, she was suddenly fully awake, and prepared to sort out the issue. I tell you “Walking female sleeping beauty zombies” are in every corner, of every industry, ready and waiting to be as stupid as they can. And waking female sleeping beauty zombies ought to be a priority in schools and family units. 9. Often People are Described as Died Peacefully in their Sleep Often people are described as “died peacefully in their sleep”. Well, it’s usually the opposite of this, especially in a nursing home; they give patient sleeping tablets, (especially the dementia ones who often wake up during the night) then the patient has a nightmare, which raises their heart rate, but because they can’t wake up due to the tablets, their heart continues to beat rapidly, and they have a heart attack and die. mmm, yes peaceful. In my experience, I find most nursing staff delusional about medication. Often people are there because they are in the process of dying, and there is no help that can be given, but a nurse has only the knowledge that they are there to help, so if they can’t help, then they can give them a tablet and feel then that they are helping. And this is not just true in nursing homes, they do it in hospitals and especially, mental units, where a person has been put there because they are scarring the pencil pushers, (often just for speaking the truth but in a loud ‘scary’ voice) so they are classed as someone with ‘mental health issues’, RIDICULOUS, and thus must be put on medication. In fact, that’s really the number one priority and work that those mental health ward unit staff do; subdue the patient and administer tranquilizers, have you seen those mental health called staff – all big build people, they lay in hopes everyday in their job to get some loud mouth to come along, so they can use the physical strength and medication to fight and subdue, thus feeling like they have won, and accomplished their work - they are the biggest dogs of them all. This is really a joke, and I can’t believe it has not come to light about the complete stupidity of this practice. That type of medication will do more harm than good. WAKE UP bims. Oh, and I believe there are some nurses in hospitals, who when dealing with someone who’s had some major medical problems, and therefore have no control any more, they sometimes get anxious, argumentative and angry. So, a nurse, who should be taking the time to explain what’s happened to them properly, so they can be calmed, will often not do this, as often nurses aren’t patient people, some are there to make money, and not there because of their caring, healing, or patient characteristics. So, they just tranquilize someone, because it’s easier to do that than deal with their frustrations of being sick. Sick nurses! 10. Morning Tea with the Old Lady Neighbours I touched vaguely on this before, but that piece of writing is missing, at any rate I couldn’t find it. So, I thought it probably worth making a point about it. When I first arrived at kookaburra Park (Gin Gin QLD), I had morning tea with the next-door neighbours a few times. My next-door neighbours here, are all pretty much elderly people, which is great, I don’t mind living amongst elderly people at all, usually I find elderly people to have far more common sense than young people. However, I’ve decided, after the third time, that it would be in my best interest if I do NOT have morning tea with the old ladies again. What I found was that morning tea for them was a game, a kind of social piranha fish game, where you have to win with everything you say, and be perfect and ‘good’, and the smartest! And if one is forced to lie in order to ‘win’ – then THEY DO IT. I guess it’s pretty hard to explain, but old ladies have a way of seizing the situation, in order to take advantage of a younger person‘s naïveté, and given the fact that I didn’t actually know any of these ladies or weren’t friends with them I felt like I was at a major disadvantage. I felt it was also a desperado thing, like they were desperate for new intelligence, and new things to ‘sink their teeth’ into, and provide talking (medalling) subjects. Maybe it was about pecking order too. As I described in my Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue story, I pretty much don’t do pecking order, - I find with most girls, that’s what they want to do, the pecking order game, and why I gladly pretty much don’t have a social network (aside from being ban and cast out) - surprising how many ‘little people’ there are, who are wanting other people to “obey my authoritae”; even about topics in which they are completely clueless - you know, is it the way I speak? is there some strange sound in my voice which encourages people to try to tell me what to do or give advice to? even in areas where they know nothing, and I’m actually quite an expert, it still happens. I blame the pathetic public education system in Australia, and nazi parents for this non-thinking authoritarian attitude (its bimbo, only bimbos do it). Don't get me wrong, I love people who help other people, and if they have something to add it's always wonderful to hear what they have to say, but I'm not really talking about that, I'm literally talking about people blurting out often irrelevant information but makes them sound authoritive, it often involves “you’re not allowed to do that” a lot. I recently learnt about the book ‘Animal Farm’ by Orson Wells – he mentions it in that book, the way people try to ‘police’ other people. apparently they do it out of fear (?) – possibly from nazi parents and teachers making sure they obey every rule?. When I was younger, I caught myself once, I caught myself out when I was talking to dad, and realised I was kind of “silencing” him in a way. I made a conservative effort not to do it from then on, whilst doing, I realised in society, a lot of people do it. And it’s so annoying; and actually some men do this to, but whenever you say something, they straightaway without thinking, contradict you and say something opposite, negative or contray to what you just said. And this act changes the whole situation to a kind of hopelessness feel, in a very passive aggressive way. There’s no thinking at all. In fact, it’s amazing how much of a quick straightaway negative response they have. Negative nancy. Sometimes when it happens, and I just don't say anything, like I don't fight back to defend myself or my point, I can see the other person kind of wondering what's going on, as in like, the whole point of what they said, was for me to fight and argue with them. It's like I've called out their subconscious bad habit. It really annoys them. Really annoys them. As now they have silenced the conversation. I do not feel asking a question is a sign of weakness, or an invitation to be 'mothered' or 'fathered' or 'teachered', in a weird psychological way. In fact, just the opposite; someone who asked questions is a sign of someone who is aware, intelligent, curious and happy. (I guess it may not apply if they're asking really stupid questions or asking questions for the point of controlling the conversation). Anyway, at the morning teas, I kind of felt used, and actually had far better and more important ways to spend my time. And after these morning teas I decided it would be mentally healthier for me not to attend morning teas with my neighbours. I invariably mention on my blog that all these problems I face with women, and their dysfunction in society, it usually comes down to one person's fault, and that is their mother, so these old ladies here, possibly that would be them, in fact I know it would be them: someone who's completely mentally healthy doesn't act like a piranha! Here is a good spot to add this little story I heard about it back in 2016 or so whilst living at Rangari near Gunnedah. And this story is what I feel differentiates me from most other females, as I have no problem “playing on my own”. Here it is: In about 2016, I kept coming to the realisation how truly revolting and evil women are, as I kept on encountering a lot of greedy thieving bully girls. Actually, I was having a difficult time grasping it, since my childhood was so free of such behaviour for the most part, and I had a few good female friends, and got on well with my sister and mom, and aunts. But, at this time, they put on, I think, it was on SBS, or it could’ve been the ABC, a documentary about a university study that some psychologists did, involving 3 little girls aged 5; The girls were put in an average room with 2 toys, one good toy and one not very good toy. As the psychologists were watching, hidden, they discovered something truly remarkable in the way these little girls dealt with having / not having the good toy. What happened, is that the girl who had the good toy, was suddenly excluded by the other two girls, it was done in a very passive aggressive way – not verbal. Eventually affecting the girl who had the good toy, so badly since she felt so left out, that she ended up dropping the good toy, so she could go and play with the other two. Leaving the good toy open for somebody else, and of course one of the other girls straight away went and got the good toy. It was a plan. An evil 5yr old plan. So, you see, that’s how most girls operate, when they’re really young, (I was tempted to say in a ‘non-thinking’ juvenile way) but, I can assure you that’s how they still think, when they’re fully grown adults, and have all the age / wisdom and intelligence that life offers them. They are revolting and slightly evil when they are young, and remain that way until their death. And it is why, if I ever encounter any young men, I always tell them about how irresponsible women are, and how they have to be the responsible ones (in their hopes to get them to see) I think it works. Back in 2015, when there were hardly any images online, someone put an image of a cup of coffee and some biscuits, and there was like a splash into the coffee or something; it really tickled my fancy! I loved that image, I wanted to use that image on this story, but of course I could not find it anywhere online, and now there are seemingly millions of photos of coffees of cups with biscuits and splashes. So I did a quick collage of my coffee cups! 11. Sterling Silver double Open Infinity Lobster Claw Clasp for necklace STOLEN They left the necklace that Grandpa made me, and just took the clasp off.I would put money on the fact that it was a girl that took it, no man is going to fumble around with a tiny clasp. (These clasps are the best, and do not ‘accidentally’ come undone - that’s why it was stolen, the best) I did not bother reporting it to the police, because the local police here do not believe anyone up here steals, I believe it was taken by a girl that was harassing me from Builyan, the same one who stole heaps of my seeds from my seed chest. - The girl who was known by certain people, certain neighbours like Suellen and Donny, as that thieving girl bought them off with free ‘empowerment’ activities for their little zombie girl daughter. Suellen and Donny – such cowards, when I am being literally tormented by this thief with 100’s of items stolen. Shame on them. Also, this might be related to a musician, because quite often I have songs that just appear on my iPod shuffle as its playing, like when Dolly Parton released her new song, suddenly it started playing in my shuffle iPod. When K.D. lang released a song, back in 2015 or something, same thing - although I did try to find K.D Lang’s song again to listen, but it was gone! So, they can literally put songs “on” and take songs “off” my iPod, - this would be Apple related too (the genius of the people of Apple) So anyway there was a song that appeared on my iPod which was a slow-motion cha-cha, I’ve mentioned it on this blog before, and I think that thieving girl has heard me listen to that song, and has assumed that I have stolen that song, when I certainly did not, in fact I don’t even think those songs had been yet released (?). And so, she has stolen my goods, either out of an act of revenge, or she’s just jealous - a stupid jealous bitch, who wants new release songs to appear on her iPod (probably Olivia Newton John – no convictions). Whoever it is does seem to have a lot of money, because she buys people off where ever she goes, SHE IS A SOURCE OF EXTREMEM TORMENT (like only a musician knows how to do), so could well be Olivia Newton John. So, I need to literally spell this out in order to stop this stupid girl thief - fuck off all musicians - stay out of my life, stay off my iPod, fuck off {and I have nothing to do with putting on and taking off new releases from iPod, so stop taking your jealous frustrations out on me). And no, I am still not gay. The unknown girl who took this from my bedroom, was not invited in. That reminds me, other times they ‘mess’ around with my ipod; one day, while cleaning the house, I heard this really good song on my iPod shuffle, (magically mysterious how songs just suddenly ‘appear’ on my iPod) and note, when I was cleaning – got to be landlord dog related. It was a type of slow-motion cha-cha sound - fast fast fast fast slow slow. I really liked it, as I had a sore foot, and could not Cha Cha any more. Anyway, I wrote it down because I knew I’d forget it, to listen later, it was a weird classical song of some sort with a weird name. But someone stole the piece of paper with the name on it, and I suspect the person who stole it was xxxxx xxxxxxxxxx (I have no idea who) and am left pining after that song….. So in 2023, when Wix put a limit to the size of my blog and I was rewriting everything, including this little story, one day I walked into my little sew room, which, the day before I had just put in a brand new packet of lycra needles, which were kind of special, because if you've ever sewn with Lycra you know you need exactly the right needle type, and I had had extreme difficulties up to that point because plain stretch needles just don't work, you need a specific weight needle size. So finally I received my new needles, and had taken them carefully into my sewing room after painting the ends a colour, so I could identify them quickly. So that next morning I could see my sewing needles were strewn all over the hallway and all over the sew room floor! I thought well that's really odd because I had definitely carried the needles carefully in their packet and placed them in front of my sewing machine I was quite deliberate. Now, there weren't any needles missing, all my coloured marked needles were accounted for. Odd, because I do have problems with people stealing my stuff, sewing stuff in particular. But then, I noticed on the floor too, was a silver clasp, the same one that had been stolen all those years ago. I checked my box to see if the replacement one I purchased was still there, and it was. So not only did someone strew my needles on the floor, but so many years after it was stolen, and at a 2nd address, they had decided to return this silver clasp! I don't know if they had a guilty conscience, or whether they were just stealing it for the point of keeping it from me, only to one day return it? Maybe that was there cockanninnie plan? But, I'm thinking guilty conscience - finally that bimbo thief is starting to realise; you have to actually pay and make up for all the bad things you do in life. She has realized, she does not want to be in dept to me. Too late. Hehe. 12. Covid cash grant money Spa experience 2020 / 2021 One of the best luxury purchases I’ve ever made has been an inflatable spa. And I tell you, once you have relaxed on a soft inflatable cushion of air, there’s no way you could ever purchase a hard fibreglass or metal spa tub! Plus, they cost a fraction, cheaper and more comfortable. And furthermore, at this point when I purchased it, I had inflammation in my foot from a collapsed arch / plantar fasciitis, and I’d had that lump of inflammation {visible lump}, for at least two years. When I first filled the spa tub up, I used solar water from the roof, as well as the built-in heater, and so I wasn’t sure about the temperature, when I put my foot in it, it was way too hot to hop in, and being a somewhat impatient person, I couldn’t wait till it cooled, so I put my feet – it was just bearable, I added some Ylang Ylang essential oil, (which I knew was good for inflammation), and turned the bubbles on. I had my whole foot and up to my knee, immersed in this hot water, waiting until it cooled down so I could hop in. my whole leg under the new turned bright red! But, and OMG, the next day, I was just sitting around, taking it easy, when my foot, or my big toe really, got an itch, I reached down kind of absent mindedly to brush or scratch it, like what often happens, I am constantly being bitten by little bugs, mozzies, nats, flies landing, there’s always an itch of some sort going on. But I noticed on the back of my knuckles, which is what I used to scratch whatever was annoying me, suddenly, it was wet with moisture, I looked, and it was like a biggish pustule on my big toe, down near the nail, had burst, and out poured about, I don’t know, maybe, a quarter of a teaspoon full, of fluid, was like a clear liquid fluid. I just know it was the inflammation, or possibly lymph fluid, that had been stuck all that time in my foot, I had finally got rid of. Hooray! So right, then in there, I got my money‘s worth! Plus, it worked out, because we were in the far end of a 9yr drought, and I was on tank water too, so there was definitely no spare water to waste on spas (actually it was 14 years since I had even had a bath!). So what I did, was filled spa to the minimum line, which was still ample, then after keeping water in for 2 or 3 days, having a spa on each (it remained hot for some time, especially in that mild weather we had there plus, I could heat it with the inbuilt heater and it had a lid for insulation, so two or three days maximum, and then, after that, the water started to go rank with bacteria, so I put my submersible pump in, and used that water in my washing machine. I could get five loads from one spa fill. I just waited before I did a wash for about two weeks, so I had a big accumulation of stuff to wash, then did it all in a day or two! So not only could I recycle that water from the spa, but I would then also save the washing water (I had purchased a little kiddies pool and emptied that water into the kiddies pool). When that was full, I added some compost loo drip overflow waste water - which I’d save in plastic milk bottles under the compost loo exit pipe out back. I used my other submersible pump to water the garden with it - and I tell you, my God, the plants absolutely loved that water with the compost loo drip overflow (I use low phosphate washing powder as well -is a must.) So, but, actually purchasing this spa was pretty much the most difficult thing I’ve ever purchased in my life. Talk about a nightmare. This was the time with COVID-19, and the government had issued out cash grants to everyone. Usually if you receive job seeker payment, you miss out on any cash grants from the government, but the government decided to include unemployed people this time, although not the full amount, the full amount was thousands and thousands of dollars, at least $8000+, but I ended up with about $3000 total, I think. And 2mnths prior I had seen an inflatable spa at big W for $500, and I was so tempted to buy on my Credit card, but I thought inflatable, I’ve actually been the victim of people pricking anything inflatable just out of spite -it seems to be the stupid Australian Bogan way, so I decided I wouldn’t, because I could only put it outside anyway and it may fall victim to pricks, (btw, those so called pricks are usually always of the female variety, the jealous female variety). But then I kept thinking about it, it was in the back of my mind, niggling away, when we were kids, we used to go to the squash club with dad and hang out in the spa while he played Squash - I remember it with such joy! And so, came January, with the cash grants, I decided, I was definitely going to spend $500 and get the spa. Of course, with everyone going on a shopping spree, they were sold out, but I found one on a different website, catch.com for $550, so I got that, but annoyed with myself that I didn’t get it before and I would’ve saved 50 bucks! And so, I’m waiting and waiting and waiting, and my spa never turned up! I was so disappointed. On my original photostory here, I went in to GREAT DETAIL about what happened; purchasing another one, that broke, so then purchasing yet another one, a 3rd one. But it didn’t work because it had an American plug, so then there was all the drama of converters, and then more powerful converters, none which worked! Plus, hopeless couriers who refused to communicate, retailers who refused to communicate – nothing arrived and anything that did, did not work. And ALL my covid cash grant money was gone. And still no spa. Then my original spa that I had purchased finally arrived, 4mnths later. So meanwhile the whole time, my neighbours {what, with their antics of playing spa noises to try and trick me}, the couriers, Ebay, everyone it seemed, was just messing me about deliberately sabotaging me and stealing my spa from me. So that’s exactly how my cash grant was stolen and wasted. Sluen. Anyway, eventually, my spa was fantastic! It was so lovely, finally I could have my spa. There were just bubbles everywhere, so warm, and it was really worth the cost, although not the drama and other costs…. For someone who lives in “normal world” where everything works out, and you get what you paid for – it is worth it. One day I was in my spa thinking about things. {As a single, I spend a lot of time thinking}. This day, I thought well, this is totally what I need, some total ‘me time’ and pampering time, because I haven’t really had much pampering since I lived in Sydney, and when I was in Sydney, I did a bit of nanny work which involved cleaning, and I got quite a lot of aches and pains, and so then I spent most of my money that I made, on massage - which was lovely, but didn’t really make working, worthwhile. One of the massages that I had, was an Indian head massage, at neutral Bay, and it was so fantastic! I couldn’t believe it, it was such a luxury, and such pampering, and I thought you know, my mother, she never had anything like this in her life, she was basically a “slave” to her family. I mean, I had this realisation at that moment in my mid 20’s -she totally has missed out in life because she did not have massage and pamper time to herself (not than I am complaining about her mothering skills, she was a fantastic mum!) But massage is truly a wonderful thing, I strongly feel like, it’s something that gives you vitality and lengthens your life, it’s really, that good, and a healthy “must do”. You are allowed to ‘feel good’. No need to feel guilty about self-indulgent. I think actually, because she didn’t have any ‘me time’ in her life, any ‘self-body worshipping’ time, so to speak, this is part of the reason why she got sick so young (also aside from dad who was only half present in the marriage/family and in protecting her throughout life - not that I want to have a go at Dad, because as far as fathers go, he was pretty good, he just didn’t know about some of the ‘bad’ things he should have known about. He did understand, however, the sacrifice that it takes to raise a family by committing to working every day, rain hail or shine, to provide for the family. (He understood that, as his dad died when he was 13, so he knew the difficulties from not having a dad around) I’ve come across some dads who have been absolute vermin, and I count my lucky stars a lot.) Anyway, just my personal opinion, and I’m pretty old and wise, I can tell you - I talk to a lot of smart people!! The above photo shows the spa I ended up with from Catch on the veranda. The oval spa from America was relegated to the garden for plant water too, and the other oval spa from America, I was able to return (for $700 that paypal paid for) and the converters, I had to throw out. But oval bath type spa – BRILLIANT! I have not seen any available in Australia – Intertek Group ought to do 13. Character Reference from Lizzie Blake Note; I asked Lizzie for a reference at some point in my 20’s. { I think I should explain who Lizzie Blake is (was); She and her husband Tony were family friends of my parents. My parents had a lot of friends, but in particular they had a circle of good friends and the Blakes were one of them. They socialised a lot. All their circle of friends had kids, we often had picnics on the weekends together. I remember Lizzie often popping in to our house for coffee on a regular basis, she was a very social person. Mum really liked Lizzie, and admired her taste and values. Tony had a successful agri business in the community. I felt Lizzie had quite definitive social rules and norms, which mum was happy to go along with, Mum seem to be pleased that she was friends with someone who was so prominent in the community. I recall Lizzie and mum getting involved with the art group and doing a play in the town hall “Oklahoma”. I recall them doing the weird and strange phenomenon of country car bashing which seemed to be some sort of competition with multiple cars racing around the countryside going on some sort of treasure hunt. They played tennis too, and golf. Basically they were good friends. So when I got the reference back from her, I read it, and I was totally unimpressed. I thought you know; this woman does not know how to write a reference at all, she doesn’t know what an employer is looking to hear from in a reference. First of all, she started off by saying “I don’t really know Emily, I only know her parents” ! - I thought that was extremely rich, because, we had spent pretty much, parts of every weekend together for the last six years in Gunnedah, having picnics and social gatherings and whatnot. So, I just kept the reference and didn’t bother giving it to any potential employer. However, in 2018, when I had to start looking for new rentals, the rental girls, (these young girls in their 20s, where asking me for references) {brainwashed by primary school teachers – btw, if you want to know anything about me, you ought to ask me. As if you can possibly rely on somebody else’s reference – does nobody not understand the true nature of most people. The true nature of females and their bias. So, to rely on a reference is a ridiculous concept. But, so, anyway, no rental without one, so I went and found all my references, and I re-read, Lizzie Blake’s references, I have attached it below, and as you can see below, there is no mention of what I just mentioned above! This reference has been totally changed, and NOT BY ME. I know her daughter Fiona was an old NEGS girl too, in a year or two ahead of me, so I’m not sure whether again this is a tactic of the ‘dog network’; maybe possibly those girls saw that I was not in full-time work, and were like ‘well how come she doesn’t have to work? - Maybe no-one has written her a good reference!’ LOL! LOL! Such irony (“how come she’s so happy, how come her life is so good?” LOL!! ; and so they have changed it?? Or, possibly someone else, maybe one of my Centrelink jobs provider has changed it to a more appropriate wording?? I don’t know. But it was definitely changed from the original - slightly. (I still laugh about it every time I read it) – I am one of the good ones – and you all miss out!!, and ha! – serves you right from stealing from me). But so, typical of a woman – so intent on being ‘tough bitch’ or playing STUPID dog sides - they cannot see the big picture. I don’t believe any other of my refs have been changed. Although I do recall when I was 18, I did work experience at the local Gunnedah chemist. When the ‘chemist’ gave me a reference at the end of the week, it was so pathetic, that I threw it out immediately. It wasn’t like he said anything mean, but it was brief, 1 sentence long, and pointless. And, as I had just spent the whole week doing his stock-take, because it was at the time when they had just invented shop coding, so every product in the store had to get a sticker with a code on it, then scanned, so they can use their digital device to know the price and keep track of all the stock. So, there were actually 3 of us, 3 work experience girls, all NOT getting paid, at all, and we did a huge monumental task for him, he had 1000’s and 1000’s of products. But he was so ungrateful and pathetic, that I was disgusted by it. I want to add this too, because I know my sister was deeply upset at the time when it happened. And there is a little bit of a life lesson in it; When mum got sick at such a young age, {it was a very slow progression}, and eventually she got to the point where she really relied on the people around her to just sort of guide her along the way, just a little bit of help was needed at that point. It was a very slow progression. And when it came to mum's regular Tuesday golf with Lizzie, Lizzie pretty much refused to be that supportive person for mum, and did not allow mum to continue golfing with her. The life lesson being, choose your friends wisely and don't be caught up on people who you think prominent and respectable. 18 Goodwin RD P0 Box 589 Gunnedah, NSW, Australia, 2380 7th July 2005 Reference I have known Emily Bieman for most of her life through a long association with her parents Fran and Dick, who are long-standing and respected residents of Gunnedah. Emily is well educated. She has a strong, independent personality and is extremely artistic and creative, attributes that have served her well in establishing a career in the tough and competitive women's fashion industry in Sydney. Several years ago, she returned to Gunnedah to be close by her mother who had tragically been diagnosed with a terminal illness. During her time back home Emily developed a small business enterprise to allow her to stay in Gunnedah and utilize some of the skills that enabled her to succeed in her fledgling fashion career in Sydney. I believe Emily has the communication skills, ability and adaptability to succeed in whatever career she undertakes. Lizzie Blake 14. Thoughtful Sign in Bundaberg I took a photo out driving around Bundaberg of a street sign, it says: “You are passing through a residential area PLEASE DRIVE WITH CONSIDERATION” First time I have seen such a sign. I like it! I and feel they need to be more of them. Could truck drivers and TRAIN drivers, especially, take note; all areas are residential, as your horns are so loud. Show some EMPATHY (look it up if you have to). 15. The rentals with “little girl landlord problems” The above photo, 2nd along, shows the rental house in Builyan, where I lived for 5 months. This house was at Builyan, QLD, in the Boyne Valley. I also had such problems at kookaburra Park Gin Gin. So, I guess 2 out of (16 rentals) isn’t too bad. Oh, there was another at Tulcumbah, so the 3, “little girl landlord” problems that I had, were extreme problems, it is surprisingly how weird and evil little girls can be. (All of them were adults from 23 to 53 yrs of age) If you are having landlord little girl problems, note; nobody likes to be around someone who is hostile. So, if you want to get rid of someone who’s coming around, without seemingly being hostile, you have to do it in a clever, sneaky passive way. I would say the number one way to do it, would be to invite at least 5 ‘hoodlum’ looking young men around, so when she comes through, they are all leering and perving on her – this will work easy on a young rental girl. Maybe an old man might have the same effect! But as I don’t have any such people on my Bec an Call list, I would have to come up with something else. If there was a fireplace, try smoking them out, maybe try insanely strong aromas of incense. Or borrow a neighbours dogs that sniffs their crotch the whole time. Or get council men to make the trip out there really long and tedious, with road blocks. Or laugh at them – this always works, no one likes being laughed at if they did not make a joke. Ofcourse, making sure there is no ‘fuel’ for them to winge about, like make sure the place is clean and tidy. you’ll see they won’t come back. (Although one of my landlords made a point of going there when I was not home – I have cameras now. – they do sneaky things if I am not watching as they go through the house, like, totally nosy stuff, go through my wardrobe, filing cabinet, use my spinning wheel, take things…. You must know what women are like – how dare there be laws in place to allow a landlord to enter the premises when I am not home HOW DARE THERE BE. Wake up government, and change that form18a standard lease, Terms and Conditions. If anyone has got any other unseemly hostile ways to stop people from pestering – please let me know! In the photo above, it shows a tyre out front, I had planted a tree in it, and the tyre stops the rabbits from eating it, and council from mowing it. But shortly after, it was yanked out and tossed back in to my yard, by the idiot neighbour, (single father in his 30’s) who then got his simple clueless bimbo of a mother to come round and yell at me for planting a trees ‘so close’ to her sons side of the verge – country stupid mongrels. Her son was a despicable person who belongs in jail. 16. Bad Wikipedia admin -ban from wikipedia for no reason, other than personal IT admin bully attack I grew up and lived in Gunnedah, NSW, Australia, for most of my life. I looked up Gunnedah in 2020, on Wikipedia, and there was a brief little blurb about it. I felt it quite inadequate, and lacking in realness and guts. REALNESS AND GUTS I wished to add information about the drought, the annual rainfall, the big coal mining boom and the impossibility of finding somewhere to rent at all, let alone at an affordable price, (albeit plenty of brand-new vacant houses around and up for sale). Not to mention the crime, the petty theft, and the general bad will, that had built-up in the last 20 years in Gunnedah and neighbouring Tamworth. Not such a friendly country town anymore. Infact, people pretty much hate each other now. I was advised by little birdie that “there is a war going on out there” (so was better to hang out at my place!). So, I did add my info, citing my name as well, but it was swiftly removed within half an hour - more oppressive nazis on wiki too. And see how I am tracked, tracked for years now since 2020 or maybe before. {Later when I was sent a wiki ‘ban’ notification, the admin’s name was stated, I looked them up, and that to the right, that was the person. A red head – possibly someone trying to save the stupid blonde bimbo? To me, that guy looks slightly retarded, possibly someone that ought not be allow to be an admin, so typical modern times, some people trying to “empower” people who ought not to be.} While I am at it, aside from that ‘lack of guts and honest truths’ page listing, I often go on wiki to find out stuff, and it has been very helpful, and usually the facts I have read have been accurate. But yesterday (July 2022) I saw a good movie on Australian iView about Australian politics and the introduction of legalized abortions. After it was over, I wanted to check some facts, so I looked it up on wiki, and, low and behold, I was reading incorrect information, with dates that were completely wrong. Plus, names (politicians were added), obviously for the point of making the wiki interesting, or some other such reason, lord if I know. Maybe they just guessed? Not saying the good movie was inaccurate, as they never mention dates or real names in it – so typical {btw that’s why there is corruption; cowards who don’t name names}. But the ones on Wiki – definatly inaccurate. False. Liars. I’m really annoyed to see this about Wiki, because I’ve been using Wiki for a while and it’s always been quite truthful, so as of now, 2022 one has to be more careful as there’s ‘bullshit galore’ on there. And isn’t it curious how they won’t let me write up about Gunnedah - the truth about the town, yet they let people bullshit like this. They don’t ban them or remove their content. So, what is wrong with the Internet world? There’s something majorly wrong with it. The good guys lost and the bad guys won. If you didn’t know; anyone is supposedly allowed to write up anything on wiki, you do have to provide your name and reference details etc to encourage truthfulness. And btw, I have written up information on wiki before without any problems; way back when I was doing my horticulture course and there were still big gaps in the Internet, when it came to plant species, I thought I would contribute with a created listing for, and photos of the beautiful ironbark: Eucalyptus melonophloia - Silver IronBark. I note, my images are still there; back then I had a different email, it was rbieman@bigpond.net.au , so it says! I was ban purly from being tracked by stupid obsessed IT nerds, who have ban me from pretty much all social medias (except YouTube! – account deleted later in 2024) stupid. https://photos.app.goo.gl/sk8uZ6EcVwqgu98x5 17. My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent The photo used to show; showing a woman flexing her muscles. I’m doing a photo story about this because when I was building up my business and planting many trees, shrubs and creating a garden, I used all my strength, and thought nothing of it - doing tasks that, in retrospect, weren’t really necessary, given the amount of energy I had to expend for it. I didn’t realise in my 20s and 30s that the work I did then, I would later have to pay for with my body. Well, I guess what I mean by that, is we have XXX amount of energy over a lifetime, and if you use it all in your 20s and 30s, then you’ll have nothing left for your 40s, 50s, 60s and 70s. And nobody tells you these things. I mean if I had of known I would’ve taken it more steadily, not pushed myself like I did. I thought, back then, after I done a whole lot of hard constant work, like chain sawing until everything was finished without stopping for a break, that I had accomplished a lot, and I was pleased with myself, but in reality I had just set up my arms to be weak in the future. So while at the time, my arms looked in top condition, like the above, really it was just a disguise. BTW, it’s the same with fat - we can eat xxx amount of fat before the heart chucks a hissy fit, so pace yourselves. 18. Councils Hogging all the Men According to Google Maps, there are only 5 reflexologist in the whole of Queensland, well, 5 today, yesterday there were only 4. I have been on all of their websites, and they are all female. I am noticing this more and more, with women dominating the health sector, but I personally would prefer to see a male reflexologist, as reflexology is hands on so to speak, with strength in hands and arms required - something that women don’t naturally have. I mean, I did see a naturopath once who was able to massage too, and she was brilliant, I don’t think I’ve had anyone come close to how good she was, ever, making her unusual, but she was actually a tall and big woman with strength. So, what’s happened to all the men? Are they at home sitting on the couch taking drugs? Oh, wait a minute, I know where they are, they are doing the government’s local council schemes, of putting all the men in lollipop suits and getting them to do councils fake roadworks - It’s really true! They’re out there on the roads by the thousands, if not doing real roadworks, then they’re just standing out there making it look like they’re working, so they can take home that pay packet to keep their wives happy. I think this is a new phenomenon of men, not been able to think for themselves, and only being able to do work that women tell them to do. It’s really bizarre, they seem to have lost their initiative. I’m not an expert in men, but I do know council admin have big loud pushy personalities types, who no doubt can muster up all the men, so I blame Council for hogging all the men. Men should be divided up into other areas, where they’re more suited, especially the slim wiry type of man, those type of men, who may perceive themselves as weaklings, compared to other ‘muscleman’ really are not weaklings at all, they’re very strong when compared to a woman, they have far more strength than a woman, even if they are slimmer. Those men are perfectly suited to the health sector. However, I’ll quietly just mention, the highway between Mackay and Rockhampton is quite atrocious, (worst tar Road I have ever travelled on), not that I’ll ever be travelling that way again, but I’ve seen so many roads that don’t need road work, and are receiving it, due to councils ‘winning money’ and wanting to have something for their local men to do, so, here is perfectly good example of a real area, that really needs to be done. Beautify that you NEGS BORDER THIEVES. Also, I was prompted to write this after seeing a YouTube video by a reflexologist who was demonstrating how to do a lymphatic drainage. Talk about BRILLIANT. I tried it, and it worked. Practically instant relief. And now, a few months ago I paid a physio in Bundaberg, female (at Friendlies) for a lymphoedema massage – and she was absolutely clueless as to the whereabouts of my lymph nodes CLUELESS, total waste of money (plus I was on a gov care plan so should not have been charged at all anyway – thief too) but it amazes me how the medical society in Australia- universities, can produce and allow these total incompetents to practice. Thankgod for YouTube and that reflexologist. Don’t get me started on all the female incompetent medical people I have encounted in my life – AN EXTREME AMOUNT. 19. Non thinking people from the past wasting space I am talking about Waverley cemetery on the sea in Sydney . But, well, really, ALL cemetery’s I mean talk about a BIG HEAD, if you think YOU ought to be taking up space after your dead! Choose cremation! What a waste of space, and they should be bulldozed and turned into a park. I saw a girl jogging daily in the cemetery, and so I guess SHE was determined not to let the space go to waste! I saw one country (I think it was Ethiopia?) they had a collection of obelisks representing tombstones of great leaders in the past. I really got annoyed when I saw. It it's like egotistical mania! If I was p.m. there, I would have them all removed and the whole area replaced with a beautiful landscaped park, and I would call it “Leadership Memorial Park” to remember the great leaders of the past, maybe with a simple plaque with names? So, people would go to this park if they needed inspiration in good leadership! This was another photo story that was stolen, not only stolen from my computer, but stolen off my photos in my Google account and in my Pinterest account and off my wix website. So how about that! I’m not entirely sure of the exact problem or issue, but obviously I was touching some sort of nerve. Btw, this photo is a free non-commercial photo. Update below, I saw this cemetery on a Korean Television show – now, those Korean movie makers, run rings around Hollywood when it comes to cliché Cemetery scenes. Just look at this one; Koreans are going environmentally friendly; family trees are being planted with ashes scattered. SO CLEVER. Hollywood is still stuck in the last century. 20. More detailed list of the things I wish I was told when I was 18 Look after your feet! Check them every few months, check your shoes every few months, throw out tatty shoes. Get into Reflexology to handle work place body deteriorations. (Remember “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix”). Don’t listen to house wives when it comes to medical issues, (or any issues). Keep a “good things in life to own” list, and update it regularly, you’ll see after a few years that some of the things you wanted before, aren’t that important, so this helps keep things in perspective, of how not to waste your money. Some people have a mentality where they like to piss people off, just to watch their reaction. Total narcissist bitches do it, and the tend to pick on young women. They exist; you have to deal with them, although ignoring is the best tactic against them. They particularly exist at airports, in the luggage arena. The staff will target someone, usually a young pretty woman who’s on her own, and send her luggage off to some other destination. So, then the woman has got to deal with this nuisance situation - and they’re all waiting to see what you do. You, as a single woman, are constantly being watched. There are a few things that I wish I was told before I left school about the work place, and that includes stuff about all the workers’ rights, minimum wage, salaries, holidays, sick pay, unions - all of that should be taught in school, so a school leaver is very familiar with all those details before even commencing working for someone else. SO important to know that you have to guard yourself against dodgy bosses – and they are ALL DODGY (although females are way worse). This wasn’t ever discussed in my 12 years of schooling, which I find extraordinary since, after school, work life, is the whole point of school; to prepare you for the future. And BTW, obtaining that first mortgage as soon as you start working is more important than purchasing your first car! I know that might be hard for a young person to hear. Aswell as; music is targeted specifically for young people, it really is a type of brainwashing, plus if you got an older person liking similar music that an 18-year-old loves, that adult hasn’t quite grown into a mature adult yet! Music is targeted at young people. Another issue is dealing with people in the work place who you’re just not going to like. I mean, I don’t think I really had too much of a problem with this issue, as I’m a fairly respectable person, but still it would’ve been a helpful issue to be familiar with, because, it’s a HUGE issue in the workplace, not just something that might come up, it’s GINORMOUS – there are always going to be people who rub you up the wrong way! I’m mentioning it because there’s a lot of people, young people, who don’t think before they speak, and this will be helpful advice for them; when you start working in the workplace, you’re going to get to know people in a way that you haven’t previously known people before, and sometimes you are not only, not going to agree with them, but you will dislike them, and some are going to absolutely infuriate you. So, instead of saying maybe directly what’s on your mind in these situations, like “don’t be such a fucking idiot”, you can’t do that, you’ve gotta be respectful, and try to work around the issue, because people have big egos, (another topic not discussed in schools), particularly older ones when dealing with younger ones, and sometimes a young person can’t see the big picture, like an oldy can. So, you just need to bear that in mind. The hardest thing, is being able to handle disrespect from a boss; a bad boss, and there are a lot of them, especially if you unfortunate enough to have a female one, a cockanninnie one, will feel superior to her employees, and will do little things to show her disrespect, little passive aggressive things that really piss off someone who is not in a position of power, because you can't do anything about it, except quit. And that is the number 1 reason why there are so many men in the prison system, they do not want to have to put up with a boss's disrespect, they would infact prefer to be in prison than work for an arse, or work around people who are disrespectful. So, respect is a big issue, and this was an issue not even discussed in the Private school sector where it is notable, that students have a certain level of respectfulness, so what the local high schools produce in this area is worrying. Why this issue is not dealt with in all schools, is an area of great concern - stupid little girls in department of education.-- Good thing my workplace now is in seclusion, as my respect of such little girl bims has run out!! Everyone you encounter from age 18 onwards will try to steal from you in one form or another – EVERYONE, not only strangers, but also including long term friends and family. A lot of the women that you went to school with including younger ones in other forms; most of them will steal from you. You really can’t trust any women after you leave school. NONE. So far there has been no exceptions, you need to know this when you are 18. Jealousy is an EXTREME PROBLEM in Australia (with all the 3rd born, 4th, 5th…morons), and you need to keep your “wins”, a secret. Actually, and this is a bit of a secret, but working for you, Emily, is actually not worth it, because people can read you like an open book, especially as you’re not married. I would go so far to say, it is not worth working unless you’re married! because people suck – they discriminate against singles, (also another secret when you're at school). But when you're young, you have heaps of energy, (this dissipates over the years), so this is the time in your life when you ought to be working hard and making money, but there's no point in working for a job that pays minimum wage, it'll be a waste of your time, and you'll be used by your employer - so good luck with that. Your plan of not having kids is perfect. Maybe you should have got a sales job in the spa and sauna industry? To hell with a career. They steal from you - they steal everything, any money that you earn, any money that you receive in anyway, they will figure out how to steal it. Not just criminals, but the government, the police, the electricity company – they all want to steal from you, and DO. (And get away with it – I am at the point now in 2026 where I have police stalking me, reading my Blog, then copying whatever story I write about – so if I update a story stating how my x landlord would prefer to go on a power trip rather than have clean carpet – the dog next door will break in and cut up your floor with a Stanley knife – many other copycat things they do now – utter stupidity, and I believe it is actually the police doing that, since I winge to them about all the petty theft and how they don’t do anything about it -2 speeding tickets in the past 6mnths, $1000 and first one at least definatly NOT speeding). There's even no point in having any good ideas or inventing anything awesome, because the dogs will just steal it! Best way you can spend your money is on food, because you eat it, and so they can't get it, once you've eaten it!! (They do steal your food later when you move to Queensland, you have to throw out your second freezer, as they just steal food from it. They steal food every time you leave the house infact, and they have major connections with big conglomerates, who can switch the power off, switch cameras off, copy keys, they can do whatever they please, money is no object when it comes to stealing; from me stealing is the main thing, even if it cost them more to do it, it seems. It is some sort of rebellious lifestyle encouraged by musicians who hate sweet pleasant ‘sweet talkers’. { ♫ Got to pic a pocket or 2…) Stupid manipulative musicians. But police a big problem. Cannot travel up to Mackay as they give me speeding ticket – old retired police officers are on Facebook and are incahoots with Mackay police – luring me with cheap good items. So, they ignore all other drivers in peak hour traffic – and just stop me – definite target. They are pathetic cowards. One old man I saw good have been that fake ambulance driver at Gin Gin who paid $20 for my $1000 generator. They are total thieves Another is most people will “sell out”, by that I mean after they have kids and are settled into their life, they will do ‘amoral’ things inorder to keep their family in money; like sell cigarettes (known killers) and push pokie machines onto the poor and addicted. Or use people for personal gain at their detriment. Also, and this happens to everyone, young and old, not just me; when arranging with someone a time to meet in the future, expecting someone to remember exactly what time, is not going to happen – they just forget. So, one person turns up at 12, the other person turns up at 1230 “ I thought you said 12” “no no you definitely said 1230” etc etc. Whether it be through fault of memory, or evil forces at play to re-havoc on the humans, there's always problems in this situation, and it happens to absolutely everyone, my suggestion is always giving "a time" in writing, just write it on a piece paper and say “that's the time, don't lose that paper”. It will be hard, but try not to throw anything out, like that old crêpe skillet – you will want it later. So only buy good essential items, you have to keep moving on your own, it gets too hard later. And buy a really good stainless steel cook set ( 2 saucepans, 2 frypans, 2 large stock pots) when you're 18 - it will last you the rest of your life (providing nobody steals it, probably worth even getting your name engraved on each piece.) I am writing this as I am today, a renter, but ideally and I want to make this very clear here, as I have noted renters are victims, they are at the mercy of stupid rental girls, or pervert landlords or bad neighbourhoods….the list goes on. You have to buy a house when you're 18, and start paying off your mortgage as soon as you start working (unless you go to uni or TAFE, then as soon as you get your first job at 21 or so). A 10year mortgage is ideal. But you definitely need to be purchasing your first house right then, and avoid the whole rental situation. Even when studying, you need stable living conditions, obviously if your parents don't live close by I recommend purchasing them a house near their study, maybe only to later sell it again once they finished. Obviously you can't purchase your own home at that age without a deposit and good credit rating - so you'll need your help from parents. So, if your parents haven't provided this for you at 18, you can write them off as “uncaring”, because this is really important. There is so much competition today, one can't possibly get ahead, unless this happens at this age. The ugly truth. There are female “friend networks” who work like a pack of dogs to ‘prize’ money out of other people, especially women. Be very careful with every scent you spend. Every $1 is being fought for by the dogs, all the time. There are heaps of fakers in Australia, fake beauty therapists, fake masseuses, fake healers, fake podiatrist, fake physiotherapists. It’s not always a case of ‘you pay for what you get’. Also, if someone does something for you, it is an effort for them, so don’t take anything or anyone for granted. Not that I think I did, but young people don’t think about ALL the work that maybe involved in the situation, still self-orientated. Another useful thing I think it would've been good to know as a young person, is if you have anyone in charge of you, organising something, there's a good chance that the whole thing is about them, and something for them to do, and something for them to brag about; street cred in society. It’s a big thing for often older ‘family’ type people. Because this whole street credit is kind of a new thing for a school leaver, a child doesn't fully understand pecking order (because it’s stupid – ALL people ought to be respected regardless of their job title), so peoples motivation is often simply to put themselves in “respectable position”. So, what you're doing maybe totally pointless, irrelevant and useless to you, but it will be good for the person in charge’s image. Infact, what I mean by pointless working; in Australia there is a ‘thing’ to work for the sake of working, so as long as you get to take home the pay check at the end of the week, it doesn’t seem to bother the powers that be if they are not doing something constructive and serves absolutely no point at all, and by the way, nor does the government, as long as you know there’s “job creation” so they can be deemed ‘honest, respectable, hard-working, citizen’, then they don’t care if they work is pointless! This to me is absolutely absurd. I have a huge problem dealing with this kind of issue, it totally lacks common sense. I mean it would be better just vegging out watching movies doing a bit of gardening, than working for absolutely no reason whatsoever, aside from the pay check. Most things on Telly or in Movie are bullshit. Schindler's List : “Schindler's Lifts”, since 1874 (it’s a business). They start product placing in school. YouTube later is helping. If you ever have to work standing up at a table, you have to make sure the table is high enough for you specifically, because if it's not up near elbows, there's some sort of spine thing going on involving you leaning slightly across the table it doesn't hurt at the time but this affects you later. And, you should know most people don’t really give a toss about what bad people get up to, like I’ve told certain people who the thieves are in town - and nothing happens. No one gives a rats arse. Plus, you will have other women going around trying to ‘play sides against you’, but the worse thing about that, is the other women have no problems in playing this bitch game - like it’s fun for them regardless if they believe the horrible gossip or not. So, you will have absolute complete strangers who you have never encounted before, being extremely disrespectful and rude to you – so that’s why – dogs playing sides! - some stupid jealous twit who probably just does not like your hair, and wants other people to chastise you (fully sick people who I do not even know) - The Common Enemy - women are completely mentally retarded, plus those girls doing it would have no idea that the manipulator has a major mental health problem at all. Most likely sexually depraved. Although, I really put that whole thing down to stupidity more so than mental health issue. Most people are really stupid, and when you are 18 – you just really didn’t know the extent of people’s stupidity - it just would’ve been nice to be warned about it I think. {George Orwell, (famous writer), has put this behaviour down to "hate" as in, people who have been around hateful people, like if their parents are hateful; people who constantly bitch, and pick on other people, a lot, (I know they exist), then the offspring behaves in this manner. I have encounted a lot of girls in my time – where I can see their family, either mother or father, or both, are “haters”.} One more: I remember going to a friend’s house when I was 18 for dinner, and I had problems with her brother who seemed to be just “in my face”, he was like obsessed with every move I made, and not in a good way - he was kind of making fun of me, like one of those naughty children who mimics their parent (like on that episode on friends) - he was being basically an arsehole. He was 17 then I think. So, I had no experience with this kind of behaviour at that time, this was pretty much the first time it happened, {but it certainly wasn't the last - this seems to be a common thing that idiot boys do}. I guess going to an all-girls school, I wasn't really familiar with it, plus certainly none of the boys I knew in our circle of friends would be behaving in such a disrespectful manner. So, I'm thinking what I should've said to him in the scheme of things, and to stay amicable with his family for dinner, was call him out by his name, and say “hey! are you right there, obsessing about what I do, watching my every move - like a PUPPY DOG!!” - I'm pretty sure if I had said something like that, that would've been the end of the situation, because no young Mucho man wants to be known as a puppy dog! And I actually thought of something else to put here, not sure if it's the best spot, but it's a problem in this 2026 update, and actually is a good summary of my life atm as a single lady; writing about my life and my blog, in public arena, I sometimes get the feedback that I must have been disrespectful for that person to behave in that bully manner towards me. - Man, this infuriates me! because no! I was not being disrespectful, this person has just acted in this way because of their own personal issue, whether they're having a bad hair day or they think I'm too ugly to take seriously, (this happens a lot), or they discriminate against me on basis of sex or race, or their friend told them to be a dog bitch because their friend didn't like me.......I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this at least five times now on my blog, but it's it's so annoying that I have to talk about it again. As again like this morning "oh you should've been respectful" - granted that person was a total arrogant narcissist, and anything such a person says should be taken with a grain of salt but, it still infuriates me. And especially because I have found in life that if you're a man it's perfectly fine to be arrogant, but if you're a woman, you will get totally shunned. But I have been surrounded by so many turkeys at this point in my life, that the way I feel about most people, compared to me and some other people that I have encountered, my attitude is going to have an air of arrogance, I have no control in regards to this personality trait now, as there have been so many nasty, awful, horrid, bullies who are cruel to animals, and they litter.......(the littering one being the most important factor as to why I feel far worthier than some… ). What I find a comical about it is because I'm unemployed, which is where the issue lies with seemingly all the dogs – (total disdain for the unemployed), well actually I'm not unemployed but I do receive unemployment benefits to supplement any income I make from seeds because my seeds only sell for $4, so I don't make enough money to live off selling seeds. In fact, I fall well below the tax-free threshold - meaning I don't pay tax because I don't earn enough, as per the government tax rules. However, I have noted they have recently changed the Tax-free threshold to include any money sales - and this I believe was done because I have these stupid little boy monkees on my back: they could be the police, the tax department, or just some dog idiots out there who think because I don't pay tax that I'm breaking the law. So now that they have changed this, and it’s a big nuisance as I have to lodge my tax return and go through all that red tape – and they make it so I cannot put in my business expenses, which would automatically counteract any profit by a long shot– business expenses include rent and the use of a car – so that is all the money I have anyway, a little left over for food. They are dogs, deliberatley making that part of the tax form not work – its all online now, before I used to do it in the paper tax form, it was actually much simpler than it is now – but I do have it nerds that wreck everything, so maybe they are just wrecking that part of the digital lodgement? So, whereas before last year, I didn't have to do that -I could just lodge the ‘non-lodgement form’ to declare my income – although I always sent them a copy of my sales sheet anyway – I could fit a whole year on 1 pdf page! Lol - I like things simple!! So, I think the Tax people have done that purely because of all the boymonkees who follow me and hounded me thinking that I'm not paying tax -and in fact I've just had to pay the police $1000, and I think it might be related to second hand goods that I'm selling on Facebook marketplace, which have already had Tax paid on them. I do not have to pay tax on my 2nd hand goods, only on plant sales. (Last year my landlord asked me to sell some of his old shed junk on FBMP, as he could not work the internet due to his finger problems. So, I did, I sold a few items for him, about 20, if that, – after a while in September infact, September 2025, suddenly the stealing started up AGAIN. So I stopped selling his stuff, as the 1st, 2nd and 3rd items stolen, were stolen when I was talking to my landlord and we had gone up to his shed. Direct correlation. (An assortment of crockery was stolen). My landlord gave me 10% of the sale, except sometimes he forgot and did not give me anything – he is a bit dodgy, he used to have a second-hand shop. So, it was not much money, but more than my seeds. Maybe the police are taxing me for his items?? – they would do something stupid like that. Make me the scapegoat. So, then I do not think it would be the tax office or the police……, as the money does not add up, they are stealing way more than any money I received from Steves 10% or my fb sales. So just stupid dog thugs stealing, maybe as an excuse to steal – “got to declare to gov”??? -idiots. Sometimes I think they see my triton Ute and assume I am making money and not declaring it – where as infact I purchased the Ute with dads inheritance which again has already been taxed. The tax man gets my income every year – as does Centrelink – as does the bank; I hate cash, as people steal it out of my wallet, so I always deposit any money from cash sales immediately. Although I will no longer, as I will no longer be selling my plants to Mackay people – as it is Mackay police who steals from me. They miss out on the pink native beauties. Ha. And people in Sarina and surrounding areas do not buy native plants – no one even gardens around here, let alone spend money on plants! Plus, I have hardly any 2nd hand stuff to sell since most of it has been stolen. No hope at all, the dogs make sure of it. Stupid stupid stupid thieves. I only have this problem BECAUSE I AM SINGLE. And so, see; when certain people encounter me, they don't understand why I would be feeling “cocky” about anything – to them I am just an unemployed loser, - for them it's like my personality doesn't really match my lifestyle!!! But I know I am righteous, I don’t waste my money on alcohol or drugs; I just have to laugh at those people, because it's a perfect example of how they 'play class' and they make assumptions: humans ARE STUPID. And btw, I have a major money shortage. There is no secret excess!! How could you possibly think any other way? Are you that delusional?? Yes that thief is. RACK OFF. And who does anything about this unfair theft – NO ONE. No police. No politician. No landlord. No friend. No neighbour. No family. No one. No point in any of them. and no, I am not going to get hitched for the sakes of stupid thieves – rack off you too. 21 Exactly just WHO am, I talking too I think today, after eating lunch, Telstra called me, stating they were from Centrelink complaints – Government Services. And wanted to address the complaint that I put in 2 mnths prior, concerning how Centrelink address complaints; will they get back to me by email or phone, - so I choose email, but they actually are not allowed to correspond via email, for identity purposes – but they still have the email option there! And if I choose it – well quite frankly I expect to be contacted by email with a proper response, (I require a response in writing, as I know what they are like). So that was my complaint. But this woman wanted to address the original real complaint I had made before that minor email/phone complaint, which, I believe involved discrimination. She wanted me to state on the phone that I was discriminated against, because they thought I had money, and so they refused me a Centrelink benefit. This is what she wanted me to state on the phone, but I did not state this, because, for them, it is not a valid legal discrimination. Even if it’s true, (which it is). But, so, I know, there’s no point in complaining about it. However, as I know it is a valid complaint that’s why I mentioned it in my reasons which may have involved discrimination. I have also written about it extensively on my blog. I hope you can understand what was going on here, because all is not what it seemed. Now the reason why I say I think it was Telstra that called me, saying they were from Centrelink complaints, is because whenever anyone calls me along such lines - as wanting me to talk about something specific, something perhaps of a derogatory nature….there are girls in the background giggling. I have mentioned it before on my blog – they used to call me regularly about a wide and varied array of topics, and in the background are girls giggling – like NOT a proper workplace environment, infact it kind of sounds like a brothel, (or what I would perceive a brothel may sound like if there’s a lot of waiting around). And usually, those calls are accompanied with theft of some sort. I am pretty sure it’s the dogs, and I’m pretty sure they’re from Telstra. For some reason there are dogs who work at Telstra and they have been harassing me in this manner for as long as I can remember in my adult life - they are stupid dogs and will be going to hell. NOT FUNNY. {I do happen to have a brothel story, somewhere along the lines of Alice in Wonderland, - it was related to clothing needs by such courtesans. As much as the dogs would like me to share that story, I will not be sharing that story. Even though it was not of a derogatory nature. I also had other clothing customers from the ‘trade’, as a dressmaker in Enmore, who would visit the shop. Suffice to say the girls in that brothel had more dignity and class than the dogs who work at Telstra and Centrelink}. 22. Example of people who should mind their own business (and rack off) Fighting medalling Mary nazi bimbo types Example of people who should mind their own business (and rack off) Fighting medalling Mary nazi blonde bimbo types Over the years with my experience, and with other people‘s experience, I have come to the conclusion, that it is not just me, that gets ‘Pounced on’ by the “hall monitor” type of person. Here are some examples where those nonthinkers (or as I like to nickname them, “retarded dogs”), should mind their own business and rack off. One time, many years ago, I was at a petrol station and I was there with my brother, and he left to pay, so it was just me and we both had a cigarette, we both smoked (young and foolish days…) so after Daniel left, some guy came up to me (he waited till Daniel was gone) and then absolutely started chastise me for smoking at the petrol station, I mean he was really having a go, like a rabid dog. FUCK OFF YOU STUPID POWER TRIPPING COWARD pick on someone your own size you fucking dick head - And in case you’re not aware, no PUBLIC petrol station in the history of time has ever been blown up due to someone smoking. STUPID1993 blue FORD convertible CAPRI driver. Small. Another time that resonates a lot, also, many years ago, because I was so worked up about it; I was forced to take my cats to a cattery, because my sister‘s flatmate suddenly announced she had an allergy, and I couldn’t stay there, she was a bitch, but anyway, so I had to take them to the cattery and this cattery insisted, that they won’t take them because they weren’t vaccinated against cat flue, and I was furious about this because I do not believe in the virus cat flu vaccination at all, it’s a total moneymaking scam, but I had no choice, and I had to go to the vet which was a huge ordeal, scratched by one of my cats, and pay, you know a huge amount of money to get all four vaccinated, then take them back to the cattery. And at the cattery, there was NO other cats there, mine were the only ones, and they had so insisted that they get them vaccinated so not to be contagious to the other cats - THERE’S NO OTHER CATS! I mean, this is a perfect example of stupid bimbo nonthinking Nazis. You know, take these rules and shove them up your arse. If you can’t apply common sense to good people‘s good intentions, of when they make up these rules, and you’re just plain stupid. Such as the people who owned that cattery. The confusion amongst the public about potential weeds; for instance, the beautiful Arum Lily is a weed in a specific small tiny area in Western Australia, it’s not a significant problem, but it’s recognised to be a known weed. So, then the whole rest of Australia (women in particular) have deemed Arum lilies to be a weed everywhere, and should be banned, and if you have an Arum Lily, they’ll chastise you for it “that’s a weed, that’s weed that’s weed” – pleased that they can tell someone, that they are doing something wrong, and want to shout it. (Again, power tripping idiots) In fact, it’s not just the beautiful Arum Lily, I’ve had countless women tell me about different plants and what I should grow/not grow, like Cerinthe, which is by far, not a weed threat, at all, it’s just an exotic, and the kind of people telling me about these things, vary from stupid nonthinking non-gardeners, to even gardeners, and industry people, who know better. One person, who also recognised this stupid nazi factor about what people do (bandwagon mentality), they were so annoyed about it, (it was about Pampas grass), back in the day, there was a big issue about Pampas grass, about how you shouldn’t grow Pampas grass in Australia because it be a weed. So, this particular person, bought a whole vacant block in Gunnedah, and planted the whole block out with Pampas grass! So, being a Nazi Hall monitor type, and trying to boss other people around, will backfire. People will eventually say enough is enough and they will act in a rebellious manner like this person did. If neighbour starts a fire BBQ or incinerator in their backyard – I had one neighbour in Melbourne spying on me, (NO high temperature summer fire ban), and when he saw I was preparing the incinerator, he literally yelled out from behind an 8ft fence “don’t you dare start that fire” FUCK OFF YOU PERVERT If you knit during a show (one famous knitting lady was chastised during an opera performance, for knitting, by a man in his 40’s who was sitting nearby) OBVIOUS POWER TRIPPER who just wanted to yell at a victim. Also, there is a hall monitor here at kookaburra Park who monitors the rubbish bin area, and the mail locker area. From my perspective, it is quite extraordinary, exactly how ‘dog like’ this person is. It is a total territorial instinct, that comes from a dog, it’s like they haven’t quite evolved out of ‘animal phase’ fully, into being a human. Their main job so it seems, is to monitor who is leaving rubbish in the rubbish bins, (I don’t believe there’s been any rubbish related problems?) And, also to monitor who is collecting their mail, plus also to write annoying disrespectful messages on the blackboard, and remove other people’s notices from the noticeboard. I suspect they also throw out people‘s donations, as in, if someone has got something they don’t want, and it still is valuable, they will leave it at the mail locker area for someone else to take (good idea, and people do not leave their rubbish there), I suspect the hall monitor doesn’t want anything left down there, they want it all neat and clean, (again the territorial issue) and so if something is not taken after a day, they throw it out - obviously, it is a woman doing this hall monitoring. Actually, I think it’s Sharyn Kahukiwa. Or some girl named Teagan? Although anyone who contacts me in a coward manner like she did, later, usually give themselves fake names. That stupid short blonde woman - I think she’s part albino, she came up to me one time at the mail lockers, and just started yelling at me. She was unbelievably stupid – and absolutely retarded when it comes to knowing boundaries with people, and knowing whether you’re wanted in the situation or not. (This tells me she grew up in a situation all her life, where she was not wanted. Stupid parents too obviously). Absolutely clueless woman. I later believe that woman tried to defend herself saying she had mental health problems. Well, I don’t think it is a mental health problem, I think it’s just plain STUPIDITY. And also, I’m pretty sure that was the stupid short blonde woman following me at the removalist place. She was there video recording me at the counter as I was paying them for the rental truck (they were stealing from me in the form of overcharging) - fucked if I know what she was doing there, and why she was recording me, but obvious; another STALKING BIMBO again AGAIN. Now where is that sign on my forehead that says ‘please follow me around, and act like a stupid bitch’, or even, ‘why don’t you come up to me and start yelling at me?’ {She could have been the short woman at the Dr’s who started bitching about my foot too?} I know about the little birdy network, so incase no one has told that stupid short blonde bimbo; YOU ARE NOT ACTUALLY WANTED , SO GO HOME AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. By the way, I’m pretty sure this is not the short blonde from Gunnedah who was stalking me and stealing from me too. This one was a different weight, much bigger frame. But I think there may be a general theme going on here with short blondes; STUPID. RACK OFF There are heaps more…. As I’ve been writing my blog, more and more I come to the realisation, that this is a big theme in Australia, fighting off the stupid nazi non-thinking hall monitor types. And how that personality type tends to pick on people they perceive as ‘mouse type’ people, or really by mouse type, I mean people who are not outspoken, or in positions of power, or are young, or on their own…. But those kinds of people are often pretty smart, much smarter than the non-thinking hall monitor type. I have witnessed a lot of people in positions of power coming up with rules, just because they can, and not because there is any merit to those rules. Often the rules are stupid. One always has to apply common-sense, in any situation. (Someone from the police later told me, most people who work there do not have any common sense, that’s why they have their “rules”). I know I might be asking lot here, for the hall monitor type to apply common sense, TRY. Do yourself a favour. Artwork for this story is my Umbrella Woman 23. Bundaberg / Gin Gin Truck driver stealing petrol money from Taxpayers This truck driver hoons up the road, turns around at Bullyard and hoons back. Sometimes they compression break, usually at about 4am. But they continue going back and forth, usually till about 9am, then they leave, ending with beep beep beep,- boasting about stealing tax payers money. Girls organize it. (sometimes this happens) POLLUTERS - all petrol engines emit a toxic fume that causes lung cancer - YOU WAKE UP This truck has a specific loud noise and a kind of swooshing noise. This truck driver is disturbing the peace in the whole neighbourhood. And is a nuisance. Bugga off Australian polluting noise makers. (Truck shown is not truck that is the problem one - free google image) Perhaps Bundaberg Council should introduce “Adopt a Highway” like they do in Alaska! Try to encourage nuisance truckdrivers to instead of racing up and down stupidly on this Bundaberg gin Gin Rd, he/she can perhaps stop his truck there for the morning, and collect all the rubbish along side of the road, make sure the signs are in good order, or mow the sides of the road - just do something actually worthwhile. I recall in Gunnedah they decided to make up a little new department in Council for creative girls with nothing else better to do, and of course, who were unemployed and looking for work. In the new department, they named their project “The Beautification Project”. And the most beautiful and obvious thing they did, was one of the large main roundabouts was planted with hundreds of ornamental flowers, like colourful poppies, so a hidden 5-6am automatic sprinkler system was also installed. It was absolutely gorgeous, and a joy to drive past. It makes such a difference to people‘s attitudes when they see something so public, and so beautiful, that’s obviously had care and a little bit of money put into it. It gives people a sense of pride which intern makes them act more responsibility and respectfully. {I don’t believe any of those flowers were stolen - I did seem to enjoy them for quite some time before they faded} I’ve noticed since posting this, trucks disappear at set times, but they’re still always around constantly annoying the whole community. I’m pretty sure there’s copycat trucks, who copy previous trucks, ones that I have talked about, and now there are trucks trying to compression brake, because maybe there’s some truckdrivers who have never compression braked, and don’t even know what it is, so they drive by my house and try to do it! I found in life, everyone copies absolutely everything, it’s weird. Someone once suggested to me that I shouldn’t write down all of these bad things that people do because then there’s just going to be a whole heap of copycats. She kind of does make a fair point, but in my opinion, these problems are so big and continuous, it’s not until I write them down and acknowledge them that they disappear. I’m guessing they’ll will copy the stealing, as I know they have done, now, it seems all retailers are stealing from me. But, well, at least over the last 3 mnths or so, I have only had 3 items stolen (pen on string, green rod and birth certificate) maybe they have changed from weekly to monthly, as a result of this blog?? I suggest, if you have any problems like this, write it down put it on a blog or put it somewhere. 24. Not Gay, he’s just a Bitch Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not I was thinking one day, why it is, that some people think certain men are gay, when they're not. Well, I have worked out why; it is it's because those particular men have a common learnt trait, and that trait is “bitch”. I find it happens to men particularly if they're close to their mothers, been raised by their mothers, or have many sisters and are close to women. They simply learn how to be bitch! For instance, if you think of those 2 famous characters on TV; Jerry Seinfeld and Chandler Bing from Friends; both of those gentlemen sometimes received comments from women about how they thought they were gay. And it's specifically because those characters make bitchy often sarcastic comments. It could not be any more obvious! Only just this morning someone online from an Adobe forum (who had an icon of an old man, and said his name was Larry), but he implied to me that I was lucky to be using the program that I am using, and I should be lucky and grateful. I thought well you know, that is a bitchy thing to say, as it implies for starters, that I am ungrateful in the first place. So, I told him, I was, then asked him if he was actually a girl? He said he wasn't. So, this is another perfect example. I bet he gets confused by other people too if they didn't know that he was happily married. I think I should make, it my personal mission too, to rid the world of “bitch” character in men. It’s bad enough we all have to endure women. But “bitch” in a man, well, it’s disgusting, and certainly a turn off! It is definatly a dysfunction. Raised by bitch mother; you could not wish that upon your worst enemy! I would go so far as to say it’s a mental health issue! Actually, I also thought of another factor, and that is sport. I am thinking men who didn't play sports as a child, in particular team sports, don't learn how to have that kind of "tough macho competitive - I'm going to eat you alive" attitude, that some sports instil. I know when I was a child I didn't really play any team sports, I did horse riding and swimming, solo sports. And I think that is why I'm a little different from a lot of other girls, and had such difficulties at my first job at Bonds, with all the other “tough macho bitch type” women there, basically all of the women who worked at Bonds were that type? Actually, looking at the big picture of that whole scenario, that is a little odd, and most definite a dysfunction going on in that company. I remember my Aunt too, in fact I've mentioned this before, but she must've realised at some point that her only son was a sweet and gentle boy, and that this was going to lead to some problems, so she took him down to Saturday morning sports in Balmain, as much as she would not like to do that as a single mother; going down with all the other parents every Saturday, she would've hated it actually (just the same as I would hate doing something like that), but she felt sport would have been that important. She probably noticed the difference too with mum’s (her sister) 4 kids, as we all played multiple sports of some sort. Image above is me in my car port at new location in the subtropics – taken just before I chopped of all my hair – too hot for long hair here. 25. Roof going on Back Deck November 2020 Cate Rogers, Winfried Hoerr and Andrew Kelly 3rd photo above shows my landlord put a roof on my deck for Christmas! Much better now. See Cate Rogers in the stripes, that’s my landlord, her ex of 7yrs in the green, Winfried Hoerr, who lives just across the Park, who helped build this house together with the builder across the Rd - David Hooker. And on the roof, Cates current Andrew Kelly, they live together with Cates adopted son Raj, in town, in Gin Gin, but purchased a house in Bargara, so prob live there now. So, this is the back of the house. I’m taking the photo and standing in bushland here at kookaburra Park. The deck roof has 2 big skylights in it too, so I now have a beautiful fern collection underneath the Veranda. Ferns love the weather here, just as long as they don’t dry out. Juicy gossip; whilst Cate was having a relationship with Win, he said that they should wait before they have kids, and after seven years, the truth came out he didn’t actually want kids, and never did! So, she broke up with him, and out of spite travelled to India, and adopted an Indian son, and called him Rajesh. I have to mention something, not about the fact that her reasons for having a child were absolutely disgusting, but the name Rajesh; there are heaps of women (mainly Indian ones) who are naming their Indian sons Rajesh, because the Indians are (like the English) so hung up on the class system still, and Rajesh translates to Lord of all kings, as in, the top of the class system. I just feel somebody has to come along and point this out, and their absurdity; why don’t you just call your son Rajesh the magnificent! 26. These are the Kinds of People that Email me, contact me – ‘yuk’ people (Photo showed screenshot of my Arum Lilly gumtree add, with a comment from someone named Bob “Seriously is there something wrong in your brain.”) It’s like there are no normal people left, and all I am surrounded by are bully-ars-bitches like this. Pretty much on every listing I get some moron make similar comments, or sometimes they text me or leave crap voice message. Mostly they call and hang up. Sometimes they call and instead of leaving a voice message, they play music on the voice message. IDIOTS – rack off you nuisance clueless 3rd borns. On the next photo story I originally had here, it showed a couple cleaning, with mops and brushes and the like. I said on it "If anyone thinks I need help, please send a cleaner over as soon as possible, otherwise bugger off." I mean it! What with so many bloody women meddling, and thinking they are helping- AS IF, get real, and stop power tripping. 27. If there were no 3rd borns the whole of the entertainment industry would probably close down The Show Offs For many years now, I have noticed this phenomena of people wanting to impress me, and show off their skills. It mainly is women who do it, because apparently, women have been oppressed for so long, and have been out of the workplace, and don’t have any skills, so now that there are many women in the work place, who have learnt some very clever skills indeed, I am finding, they want to tell people about it, and show off! “Look how clever I am”. J I have seen amazing things from people in a vast array of industries. And quite frankly, I love seeing people show off their skills to me, I never feel jealous or threatened. I just am usually in awe {unfortunately unlike a lot of other women, I have noticed they are to threaten to handle show offs}. Maybe I should start keeping a list of all the talented skilled people I encounter! I also have noticed, that some people I encounter, seem to be showing off in front of me, and they don’t appear to be showing off to me, but they’re showing off to somebody else! I’m not entirely certain who? Is there someone standing behind me? I can only imagine they’re showing off to the ‘powers that be’. Maybe the media, radio people? Maybe they are showing off to God? Who knows. It is as if they are showing off to the whole world. Afterwards, I notice, someone always drives past and beeps, as if to say, they did show off, and they ‘out showed’ you!! I find people very weird to imply such a thing. I often feel like some of those show offs, are seeking love and attention, and don’t realise their dysfunction. There “need to please”, stemming from their slightly dysfunctional parent’s parenting skills. Their personality formed as a young’n and carrying through into their adult life. Glad I don’t have that need to please. But it is kind of fun seeing people who want to impress you. I also think it comes from having a big brother or big sister, and wanting to impress them. I do believe it’s a privilege being a 1st born. Although, if there were no 3rd borns, the whole of the entertainment industry would probably close down! (Another little story I wrote years ago, but is missing). 28. Public Movie Scenario Creators There is an element of total copycat retardation that is going on; what happens is certain people recreate scenarios from films and try and implement same situations into reality, for instance, there was a new release; Back to The Future 3, I think, not really a fan, and suddenly I had people appearing in cars (that car above – same car as ‘starred’ in that movie) as if out of nowhere, out on those quite country roads, out back of Gunnedah. Not sure if this is a good example, and if you can grasp what I mean, but they do it and have done it to me, multiple times over many years now. Those people are ruthless, they appear to be marketing women, and have no respect for me, their greed makes them blind. I also noticed news readers on channel 7 or 9, copy movie stories that are being made at the time, and invent a fake news story that mimic’s the movie story. (As in the opposite of what usually happens). Now, every one loves a good movie - but movie makers are not GODS. 29. Companies which never paid me my super Image clothing, closed now Jodie Boffa Designs, closed now Discovery clothing – still ripping young girls off, I bet. Gazal, also still ripping young girls off, I bet. Grave Attire (Lisa Fry), closed now None of the domestic nanny/housekeeping positions paid, except one. (This is a disgraceful area to work in, do NOT work for some housewife, ever.) Landlords (in exchange for “‘reduced” ‘rent, Peter Long, Darcy Alexander Ward (do not ever accept an arrangement that includes working for your landlord, they are dodgy thieves. Work requires proper hourly rate plus some…) That Fish and Chip shop in Gunnedah, closed now Gunnedah Abattoirs, closed now (if you don’t give a girl her privacy, the whole world is going to go to chaos. ha ha) The Pool Kiosk, Straun! New owners now The Emergency Button, Mitzy Skyring Alterations in Double Bay South Pacific Fabrics, King! Quite a few catering companies I worked for back in my early twenties (omg I was so underpaid when I was working) Could be more? Basically, NONE of my employers paid my super, except 2; Bonds (now defunct or in China), and one Financial Planner I worked for as a Nanny, not a good job, but he, btw, was the only employer that paid me a proper wage, not just the minimum or less, PLUS, not only did he pay my super, but he actually tracked me down after I left to find out my Super account details, he got the white pages and looked up my family name, and found me this way. I can see he’s going straight to heaven on judgment day, unlike anyone else I have ever met (except mum! And possibly the families I grew up around in Gunnedah, except the Whites). You know, not much incentive to work, when you’re not getting paid properly. Life is a bitch, I recommend NOT having kids. Australia you have no idea how to look after your young and ensure the future of this country, instead you have allowed Chinese manufactures to take over the world. The Chinese have pipped you at the post, and the way Chinese parents raise their young is where it starts – single child families. AND, I have noticed, you have much better chance of getting paid properly, if you work for a male boss. Female employers can’t be trusted at all, they will try and steal from you and rip you off any way they can, especially if they think no one is looking. There are no exceptions to that rule, in my experience. 10 out of 10 women will steal from me in some form, it’s like their bimbo nature makes them vulnerable to stealing. Often, I notice people’s thinking is very short-term; they see an opportunity and think, “oh no one is looking, I could get away with doing that” But they don’t think into the future, that someone will look back into the past, which I can assure you, will, and does happen - there are people born with such destiny, watch out! (Unfortunately, in Australia, in most cases those people have friends who then proceed to protect them, and lie to cover for them. But I know, I, will persist) also, the “myGov lost superannuation” women, will lie and say no there is no super put aside for you, as to whom is lying may be questionable. Best advice, pay attention to these details when your young; why they do not teach about these issues in Secondary education is beyond comprehension! Minimum wages, wages vs salaries, industry sector wages, average wage, holiday pay, super – that ought to be just the basics. They don’t even teach about money investments, like why you have to start saving as soon as you start working, and secure a home mortgage as soon as you can, encourage discussions with parents about paying for home deposits. It’s truly ridiculous. In fact, I don't recall ever in my whole childhood, in my home family, or within the school education system, public then private, where money was ever talked about, EVER! EVER! There was not one single class that mentioned money! Although in year 10, I recall my Asian studies teacher, a lovely Indian woman, very smart; went around the class and asked each of us what we were going to do when we left school (the only person to have asked me this question, ever), some kids had an idea of what they were going to do, and stated their career, and she would make comments sometimes “ah good, good money in that industry”. So that was the only time money was ever mentioned before age 20. Can you believe that? Even though the whole world only revolves around money, it was just not talked about. BIZARRE! Stupid parents, stupid teachers: bumble bumble. These issues ought to be made into an ongoing whole class subject every fortnight for Year 12 (possible even year 10) “Careers”. The whole point of school! They also ought to include financial hardships that people will face, they need to give real examples, like; when I was doing my horticulture course at Tafe, one of the girls there, said she was in class because she was “fired”, in a polite kind of way, more like ‘made redundant’, when she turned 21, from her child daycare job, because 21-year-olds requires more pay, than an 18-20 year-olds. So, while this behaviour is highly inappropriate, and I’m not sure, even legal, this kind of thing happens – so not legal, not fair, but still happens in life. Teach these issues, you non full thinking teachers. (The child-minding business was then called ABC childcare, in Gunnedah. I’m not sure if they’re still operating, but they are a chain). And by the way, so, they employ young 18-year-olds, who are fresh out of school, with no experience or skills, or training in childcare, so, I personally believe, you have to be completely nuts to send your child to a daycare centre. I even have issues sending them on to school when they turn 5 (I wouldn’t do it either). But sending them off into the care of some ‘institute’, before age 5, is absurd. Also, they don’t tell kids who leave, or consider leaving school in year 10, that there are many many many employers who won’t hire you unless you’ve completed your HSC. (Must have been a ‘thing’ back then), but even if they don’t really care about the marks you got, like they don’t care if you failed, but they care that you stuck it out at school and did the final exams. There are kids certainly back in my day who no one told them this very piece of useful information. The school curriculum is pathetic, and it is run by pathetic non thinking women who know nothing about life, and are only concerned about control over those kids. It’s a disgusting situation. If I had kids, I would never send my child to school, ever. Btw, if you do have kids, and (if for some reason, can’t send them off to school like usual), if, in those times, you can’t stand having your kids hang around during the day, then you shouldn’t have had kids! It’s not just Dep of Education that’s needs to wake up, wake up little mother bimbos. Life guidance is also required when parenting. Notice on the pie chart above , that of all the Government spending, that welfare, and unemployment is the SMALLEST section. Oh, I just remember my work experience, I have written about it before, I will mention it again: So, there was no mention to do work experience at school by the teachers. But mum for some reason, got it into her head that I should be doing work experience, and she arranged all of these places during my year 9/10/11/12 holidays. I also did more whilst at Fashion school holidays! I did something like 14 weeks of work experience. And I have to say what an absolute waste of my time that was. All of those employers taking on work experience kids just wanted to have a little slave, they didn't want to teach them, they just wanted them to do all the work that nobody else wanted to do. For free!! – mum, asleep. Well, I guess that could be considered work experience: learning that work sucks! I'm pretty sure I didn't need 14 weeks to learn that; I guess someone wanted to drill it into me! I do remember my mother going “you've got a start at the bottom in a company and work your way up” - that was her kind of life advice for me. Maybe that worked for some people, but in my experience that doesn't work, for most people once you get a lowly role, you are known for that position, and treated as such, very seldom to people get promoted, especially at a big company like Bonds. I mean unless somebody else, like one of their peers, like me for instance, promotes them: if I tell the boss ‘This person alongside of me is brilliant, they do their work properly, and etc etc’ then that person will no doubt be promoted, but like that hardly ever happens, I never saw anybody else doing that kind of other person promotion - they would rather promote themselves only. One week I did work experience at The Hilton, in the kitchen, it was year 9 school holidays when I was thinking of going to the Ryde Cookery school, {when I mention this to people, ages ago now, they have such a weird reaction, like “oooh the Hilton, she’s had a silver spoon”, So, I don't tell anyone anymore! When I was there, I recall I was the only female in the kitchen. It was a very professional domain. And I don't think this is an area of discrimination at all, because is bloody hard work being a chef, physically hard. Women will be able to do it for a while when they're young, but they won't be able to go the whole distance in my opinion. And that's what I got out of that work experience: this is not a suitable and appropriate environment for me to be working in. So, in that respect I was glad that I worked there. And there was one other place I hated, but because I worked there, I got my first job at Bonds, so I guess, was worth it in the end….not really. But was reminded about my mother and how clueless she was about the workplace and what's involved, the physicality. Guess she thought women only need to work for a few years then they will be off having kids and being married – like her and all her friends. Not quite mum!! I think too many housewives are having kids so they can say “will you look at my baby just look at me” - they're not actually raising children for the future, to be independent. 30. The Brutal World of Money I've mentioned this before somewhere on my blog I couldn't find it so I thought it was probably worth talking about again, growing up in my family, four kids, mum and dad; we never talked about money. I don't ever remember having any conversations about money, I mean talking about money as it is in the world, like the way the world works, how people go to work for money, different incomes, lifestyles. Pretty much anything really money related just wasn't talked about in our family - for some weird bizarre reason. I mean, I had an understanding, I guess, I remember going on holidays and you know mum would be deciding what we do, and the kids would be going ‘let's do this let's do that’, and then she goes ‘oh no, we don't have enough money for that, we'll do this’. I can still hear her say “no mon no fun”. So, I guess along the way I kind of learnt that money is a good thing. But you know we didn't really go on too many family holidays anyway, and quite frankly I had more fun staying with grandma so I could go to the beach! Which looking back, didn't cost any money! Also, we weren't really given pocket money when we were young either, except, we could do chores like vacuuming or cleaning the cars, and mum would give us money like $1 or $.50. She was incredibly tight, looking back. I can't really remember ever having any money, except for once I had saved up $7 from vacuuming my room. And so, I needed a wallet to put my $7 in. So, when we were in town one trip, I got my wallet, and it guess how much it cost; $7! So, then I had a wallet but of course I had no more money! So, I thought, that whole thing was pointless. (Sound familiar? Reading that out loud to myself now; working in the workplace as an adult on minimum wage). But I don't remember having any money in my childhood, just that empty wallet sitting on the shelf in the playroom for the rest of my childhood! It wasn't till I went away to boarding school, and in the little pamphlet that mum read it says 'they recommend giving the girls $30 a term for spending money', and my mother, she's like WHAT! why on earth do I have to give more money after we are paying all this money for school fees! Like she just didn't understand why she would have to give me spending money! YOU know, maybe, just maybe, this might have something to do with the fact that now, I don’t have any money! Lol Actually, it’s not, that fact is way more complicated – but, I want to say: teach your kids about money, and I guess, some liberties as to what they can purchase with their money; see them make ‘mistake purchases’, like a child would, and then talk about it? I’m not the expert in this area. I imagine, if someone hears this story, who doesn't know me or my mother, they might think that my mother was this tyrannical Nazi Olga of a mother! - but she wasn't really at all, we had a lot of free reign as kids, and we seldom went without. I find a lot of kids, girls in particular, they often have mothers who try to tell them what to do in every situation, and control everything about their life (I believe it’s called micro-managing). I feel I'm fortunate that I did not have a mother like that, because that really damages those kids in my opinion, and it lasts their whole lifetime. Some employers although, try to do it, aswell as many ‘small’ people, they all try. {Best purchase I ever made was an Apple tag for my keys in 2022. In 2025, one time, I lost my keys in a haystack! Literally, about 6m² and 40cm deep hay that I had just spread out - it would've taken me hours to find them, and what a mess it would have been if it weren't for that Apple tag: I was able to get the location down to a 1m˚ area, then dig up, finally I found them with that annoying echo alarm it has!} The other issue I am aware that I had limited understanding of, was the value of items, like just because it looks old doesn't mean that you should throw it out - a child doesn't really understand sometimes the value of items. I wasn't the only child that didn't have these things explained and now there's a whole culture just chucking things out and buying new ‘plastic’ from China. I really think more of an attempt to explain the value of items ought to made to the young. Oh wait, I believe it’s too late; the world is chocked with rubbish and plastic. And I noticed that anything that I own that I think is worthless, or old and shabby, and not very good, like I did when I was younger - they'll always be someone who will hear you and thus try to aquire the item in passive sneaky ways, like confirming “oy yeah that’s crap, chuck it out”. So don't be so quick to write off anything. More money issues: I’ve had retailers trying to rip me off on practically every purchase I make, but the reason I am not angry about it, is because there are laws in place to protect the consumer, which I can use to my advantage to get my money back. All I have to do is contact the Department of fair trading - they investigate the case, and if I have been ripped off, they can tell the trader to give me my money back/ or exchange; or the consumer (me) can take them to tribunal, where possibly, more charges might be applied to them (which I’ve had to do 4 times btw). So, in NSW, at any rate, 10 out of 10 times, I got my money back (I should mention just over 100 cases was put in to the Department of fair trading, by me, against retailers trying to steal from me over as 10yr period -that’s a lot, it says a lot about the times we live in – it says a lot about how disrespectful the shop owners in Gunnedah and Tamworth are. It says a lot about how people will try and pull the wool over someone whose on her own. I’m thinking they should get ‘people’ into schools, from kindy up, and do a whole new class called Ethics and Morals) Anyway, Queensland Department of fair trading, however, is still in ‘naive fairy world’ where, all businesses are honest and all consumers are the enemy - and so far, they haven’t been able to do anything about any of the retail thieves that have ripped me off - so, actually, I am a little angry about those incidence’s, (totalling at least $3000 by now) and I have done separate name and shame photos/stories for them. (There’s a whole “he/she who has the most friends wins” in QLD; still living in mates rates times.) But for the most part of my spending life, I was able to recoup any money that was lost through dodgy retailers. Also, I know people lose money from dodgy investment brokers. My grandmother lost $45,000 from AMP Super back in the 1970’s, which back then, Super was a scam. Good thing times have changed. I’ve had family trying to convince us to purchase their products, to advance their wealth (and not mine). Also, when I was young, I had $1000 in cash, and I moved into my grandmothers basement, I didn’t have anywhere safe to put it, she said she will look after it. When I asked for it back, there was only $900! She said she didn’t take the $100, but since she’s the only other person who lived there, I’m not entirely sure whether that’s true, at any rate, she did reimburse me the additional $100. BUT the dogs had started hanging outside the house at night at this address, so could be them. The ones from triple j - thieving perverts. They could be the same ones following me around from address to address?? DO NOT EVER LISTEN TO THE RADIO. MUSCIANS ARE THIEVES. (Unfortunately, and disappointingly so, I’ve also had adult siblings steal from me). So, white collar theft is big. And that’s why I wanted to write this; you really can’t trust anyone with your money at all. I want to mention other ways retailers steal now (I’ve only noticed this recently, as in 2015 onwards -this hasn’t been a problem before then, so much, at least with me, at any rate) As retailers are learning more and more about the consumer rules, they can see loop holes and ways where they can overcharge a customer, and not be held accountable as a thief; what they do is put the shelf price as XX (inflated) dollars. The consumer sees the shelf tag as XX dollars and pays XX dollars, unaware that they have been overcharged, by sometimes up to 300%. So, this is not considered theft by the Department of fair trading it is considered a ‘buyer beware’ situation. But, you are not entirely powerless to do anything about this, if this happens to you; what you can do is confront the retailer and yell at them - because nobody likes to be yelled at (especially shop sales girls/boys who have big egos, and think they’re superior to every other single person on the planet {KMART STAFF}, and perhaps this will persuade them not to do it in the future, and in fact when I did this to Harvey Norman - who did exactly that, charged me $100 for an item that I discovered later was only worth $2, they gave me a full refund! So, it does pay to get angry if you have been overcharged. There are other things retailers and financial instituters do aswell, especially since NOW there is a lot of online shopping and they can track you and know your income and spending habits – they have started doing this 2025 big time, personalised sales. The banks steal by “surcharge” this is bullshit charge. Sometimes the retailer adds it on via eftpos too, one company said it was a ‘credit card recovery fee’ of $3 on a $78 purchase. Etc etc. Any strangely named unknown Internet companies that just ‘pop up’ - are run by thieving dogs. One such thing eBay do, is create fake accounts so that they can bid on their item to inflate the price, particularly clever ones that know long-term account holder’s spending habits, they could easily place a price on an item at auction. And those ebay staff know about young men (or the police), who don’t like to lose, and so after being suckered in to start bidding; they will just keep bidding until they win, even if the price goes way above and beyond the value of the item in question. Life Stories P11 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11(this) , LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

I have women that follow me around and are obsessed with me, I call it the Little Girl Problem. Their main aim is to sabotage everything, like manipulate the situation to make me look bad and get me kicked out – I mean kicked out of my house/ community groups, kicked out of Facebook, Rav, eBay, you name it, whatever they can do to sabotage my daily life they will try and do it – they have an unhealthy obsession and they steal, and it has been going on for 20 years, going back to NEGS girls. (Not 1, Winnifred O’Hare and the Witches of Salem Life Stories P8 - The Banging and Tapping page 5. Dry view from Front door looking over veranda at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin 6. My kitchen at 8. Pellaea Rangari ovata Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 15. from Sibling Friend Jealousy I named this page “The Banging and Tapping” page, after I was being driven mad by a few of my neighbours. It would seem every time I would go out onto my back deck at Kookaburra Park, the old man neighbour there would start making a loud banging noise. What incensed me, was when I was inside, just on the other side of the flyscreen door that led out to the back deck, there was no banging – this guy seemed to only start his banging – {I assume he was putting in star pickets with a post hole banger}, it seems, he would only start doing it as soon as I opened that flyscreen door and stepped outside. So, when I was inside watching Netflix or something; but could still hear all that was going on outside NOTHING. Step outside - bang tap bang tap. ?? Plus, after I got so annoyed about this phenomenon, it seems some of the other neighbours would start the same noise if I went out on to the front deck. Mimicry - a sure sign of mental retardation. And, at a previous address in Builyan, the same thing, with one of the hick neighbours making this constant tapping sound on metal. For hrs, every day, he would do it. So, it turned out that the old man at Kookaburra park was building things in his big garden, and not just banging to annoy the crap out of everyone. I can’t say the same thing for the guy at Builyan? But there does seem to be a ‘thing’ involving banging and making loud noise, by backwards people, just to annoy others, and I am fairly certain that same guy (who used to fly a prate flag on his veranda, used to make barking dog sounds – just to annoy people, as dogs were not allowed at Kookaburra eco village. 1. Winnifred Hoerr and the Witches of Salem This is Winnifred Hoerr (Win), he is my landlord (right) Cate Rogers‘s friend, and X, who lives a few houses down from me. (Cate left him, and lives with another man now in Gin Gin). When I first arrived here, he showed me around the park, he introduced me to his friends across the trees from me, Beeke and partner. I have since spoken to Win a couple of times over the past 12 months, but really, I do not have anything to do with him, I personally find him a little unpleasant, disrespectful and insecure. However, it has just come to my attention that this whole time I’ve been accusing the couple across the road Mat and Naomi of dodgy behaviour whenever something of mine gets stolen, like “we know someone just stole something of yours, we heard them,” (why they don’t call the police is beyond my comprehension (you know the police can actually do something about, believe it or not). So, I have just acquired a bicycle, and have been riding around the park, AND I realise, it is NOT Matt and Naomi‘s house, it is Wins friend’s house, Beeke Smith, so perhaps it is actually Win, Cate and his accomplices stealing from me? Got me thinking, why would he be harassing me? So now, I have a story to confirm my suspicions about him; the almonds – which I notice, that photo story is now missing from my blog; so, I’ll recap here; Woolworths deliveries were doing a phase of stealing my food one way or the other, like not delivering an item that I had ordered, or removing it from my cart just before checkout (IT Nerds). (They have stopped doing that now, thanks to this blog). So, in one order, I had ordered 2 packets of almonds, and I saw them when they delivered it, and put them away, thought nothing of it. But I went round to Wins house later that day, it could’ve been the next day? And Win was behaving very strangely, one of the things he was behaving strangely about, was, about some almonds that he had, he was kind of using that sarcastic voice that women sometimes get when they’re vexed about something, he was going on about these almonds, he had some almonds, and I could have some of his almonds…. I’m like, well no thanks, I don’t really feel like any almonds. I felt, no, I know, he was under the passive command of his part time girlfriend who was there from Berlin, Ursula (Berlin, another German!) - she gave me these little herb pots from Woollies, as I as leaving, and I guess she thought that would make everything okay. Of course, it does not. Some people think this is how WW2 started, with Hitler under the command of his mistress and later wife, Eva Braun, who was a blonde, and had a dislike of certain other women who happened to be brunettes. They seriously think this is what happened. Women are to blame for everything. Btw, in Gunnedah, the woollies driver there used to stop at my neighbours for beers before he delivered my order, he was always late!! So, anyway, I left, determined never to return there again. But the next week I got my almonds out to do some cooking, and I noticed that 1 of the packets had been opened, and a quarter of the almonds were missing! So, remembering Wins strange almond behaviour, I strongly suspect, either Win knew that my almonds were missing, and or he took them, (possibly incahoots with the delivery boy?) - did my neighbours and the truck driver have a secret meeting before delivery? to determine a theft? Who knows?? But this almond incident makes Win guilty, and even if him just knowing about the theft and not him stealing, makes him guilty. This plus my later recollections of that man on 3 other occasions, in a train at North Sydney, Tamworth Art Gallery with all the girls sitting around him, and in the school library; makes him extremely guilty; I have mentioned that story on my blog about how Win looks like the guy that hung out in the NEGS library, all those years ago trying to engage young girls (the library staff specifically invited him; why NEGS staff let men from Armidale do this, is beyond my comprehension, that last bit needed to be brought into consciousness; they really do it, alike pimps.) But it gets worse, as Wins friend, my then landlord, who, I am pretty sure, is, infact my school friends, older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, (another German) now is Cate Rogers), she was involved with the library at that time. She was friends with Win back then?? So, I think she and other older NEGS girls, plus house mistress Cathy Goldman, may have had something to do with all the stalking and harassment I have experienced over the last 25 years, including all the thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house when I was at Bunnings. By the way, she, Cate my landlord, told me if I tell anyone what has been going on, she would tell everyone that I have mental health problems – she is plain evil, and seriously, she should be shot, what a stupid dog. And can you see how the Mental Health Industry is a total scam – it’s just like the Witches of Salem. WAKE UP In case you haven’t noticed I have zero tolerance for thieves. I wouldn’t have thieves in my life. I would never consider even talking to someone who shoplifted or did petty thieving as an act of revenge; because they didn’t like someone, or whatever their motives - I would never consider someone like that a friend, ever; there’re pathetic and not good enough to walk this planet, let alone be in my company. This has always been the case with me from an early age. Deal with it. {I should add, also now, zero tolerance for stalkers or harassers - zero. Too bad if you made a mistake in your youthful naivety, zero tolerance.} Just so you know, there’s an old man, who gardens, who lives next door to Mat and Naomi, who put up at (one point) a pirate flag – in my experience, ‘self-declared’ bad people are just that, with thievery being the biggest dysfunction (although not as big as the ‘fucking idiot’ problem), so it could well be him too, doing the annoying harassment sounds? But also, I know Mat and Naomi got wind of the fact that I thought it was them stealing from me, so they could have typically quite possibly taken revenge, and did something really nasty and bitchy, which happens a lot – people are so spiteful (which I belief they did, and cannot discuss). Also, Cate insisted repeatedly that Mat and Naomi were innocent, but she has not said that about anyone else in that park, or anyone that I accused of theft or harassment – like she knows people are stealing from me, herself included, so she knows FOR SURE that Mat and Naomi were not. People give themselves away eventually, implying that Mat and Naomi were actually the ONLY ONES in the park not stealing or harassing me, automatically implicating herself and Win (and the old couple next door, the Elders, and the Hooker family across the RD) the guilty ones. Possibly Win might be a case of, seeing and hearing about everybody else steal from me, and or doing SIGNS, and so, he wants to do it too “me too me too I’m a bad boy”. Or, I have deduced that people do SIGNS basically to make themselves feel important and so they don’t go crazy with boredom, especially ones at Kookaburra Park, as none of them work. So, Win who would have a sharp mind, (did an engineering course at uni, just has never worked), would be a typical person to fall under the spell of wanting to do SIGNS, not knowing he inadvertently is disturbing the peace. Cate told me Win has managed to go through his whole life without ever working - isn’t that amazing, but he did build his own home which is fairly nice, so he must’ve inherited enough money to do that. Just imagine going your whole life without ever working, and he would be in his late 50s now, so I do find that quite extraordinary, to not even experience a fulltime job, working for someone, and earning money – what that’s like? Btw, I don’t believe Cate did much work either, but I recall Rachels sister, the Wainberg girl did work briefly at a small architecture office as receptionist. Well, so if it is her, she is now on Disability pension and is not sick, she is someone who has a lot of friends, they give their friends the pension, and people who actually have a disability miss out, such is the nature of this stupid country. {The perfect Centrelink recipient – a dog}. I suspect that group are indeed were from real nazis in Germany, as there was a big settlement of nazis after the war ended in South Australia, and that is where both Cate and Win are from. Possibly trying to be funny at someone else’s (me) expense. FUCK OFF. I hope those BIMBOS involved get cancer, and are tortured, see how they like it. Also, I got wind of the fact that my stories sound so awful, that they could not possibly be true, and as I am a creative type, I must be making them up – I CAN ASURE YOU, I AM NOT. I am just writing down what happens to me in my life. Also I’ve heard some people talk about creating your own destiny, and don’t just let things happen; take charge! I’m definitely all for that. I’m a fairly independent person, and I have created many situations in my life, which often have worked out. (Nothing would ever happen at all if I did not make plans and goals. But then of course some little jealous bully comes along when they see it WORKING OUT and destroys it. This is mainly what happens in life. And this is the part, I have no control over. And it is like a continuing theme, all my adult life. I’m at the point now where unless I had a lot of money I just can’t carry out my destiny, let alone my will. 2. Sleep Stealing and Female Doctor Manipulations Do you know how clever your body is? Honestly, its 2020, and it’s like most women have no idea what really goes on. For instance, when we sleep, we process everything that has happened during the day, so if you have interrupted sleep or no to little sleep one night, it means you will have difficulty remembering that day’s events the in the future. You will also be part zombie sleep deprived unless you are well disciplined. Did you know when you are lying down, signals are sent to the brain for body organs to relax (and heal if needed), - that includes your bladder, it is typical for a human to be able to sleep the whole night without having to get up and go to the toilet, even if they need to go – they can ‘put it on hold’ so to speak (obviously unless you have had a few drinks just before bed, there is only so much your bladder can put on hold). As I do not drink, aside from coffee and water, and the occasional squeezed juice, I DO NOT NEED TO BE WOKEN UP IN THE NIGHT TO GO TO THE LOO. So, for all the little people who have taken it upon themselves (WHO THINK THEYA RE HELPING, delusional) to wake me up at night, – could you please GO JUMP IN THE LAKE, the world would be a better place without you. And btw, I believe there is a deliberate misconception (purposely perpetuated) that I am a drunk, so these dogs, can work each night, all night to wake me up, it is a paid job, they are so selfish, greedy thieves, plus inconsiderate. My neighbour across from me on the highway at Kookaburra Park, has just moved, because they are so loud, - eventually THEY REALIZE, no it was not a bird, or a chance normal sound – they are deliberate people making noises in order to wake people from their sleep. truly UNACCEPTABLE behaviour - PERSECUTION. And, there is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health Clinic that is deliberately kept awake by certain paid people so then the next day at work she is ‘zombielike’ and can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions, this is the powers that be in Australia, the powers that be, know about this phenomenon. After I posted this, that clinic was closed. The government does not like to think that there are “powers that be” that run this country, aside from them!! Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. Trust me, this is a problem. - you need to remember your dreams to help figure your life and the people in it, out. While I am on the subject, lately (2021) something I can’t explain happens to me, around 9pm, I get extremely sleepy, EXTREME, Then I usually wake at 1-2am with many helpful thoughts/ideas bombarding me? like reminders of things I need to do in the garden, errands I have to make, things I have to clean… and such. - Sleep - so mysterious. And often I feel my mind is being used every night by people while I sleep for her first few hrs, and when they’re through with me they wake me up. Plus, that coward truck driver that wakes me up at 1 or 2o’clock in the morning by continuous noisy driving up and down the highway - a little birdie told me that this is some guys ‘act of war’ as he hates women, and since he is a coward, he targets single women/low income, to take his rage and personal anger out on, in society by being a nuisance in his truck/car. Why the police don’t do anything about these bastards is beyond comprehension for me. Seriously, they drive up, turn round, then drive back, repeatedly, sometimes all night. No one does anything. Not sure if it is the same truck driver, I suspect so, but they drive by Kookaburra Park and sometimes fires a gun, or the like. Loud bang. This usually happens daily. It’s not a shotgun because it’s not loud enough, but it is pretty loud, so some sort of gun, perhaps a starters gun for a race. They set the birds off, then the birds squawk for a good 20 minutes. After I posted this, that stopped. Sleep deprivation causes problems, biggest one being long term memory retention, and loss of focus. They still waking me up at my new address in 2022; Car horns are a form of noise pollution. It does state in the Drivers Handbook, that car beeping is permitted to warn pedestrians of oncoming cars, or to be used while reversing, to warn pedestrians who maybe crossing the footpath, behind the vehicle. You may not be aware but car horns are not to be used for anything else, because it falls under the category of noise pollution. Disturbing the neighbourhood, people and animals, or giving innocent pedestrians a fright. I am sure you could understand not everyone works a 9-5 job; some people sleep during the day re night shifts. I need to mention, you may not be fully aware of the nature of certain people, (I find in life not many people do, especially housewives) so I’d like to bring this to your attention; if you disturb somebody with your car horn during the day, that person may take it upon themselves to start beeping their horn in the middle of the night, to disturb not only the person who did it, but in fact the entire town, to spite you. For a heavy sleeper, they may not even wake up, and have no idea of this little war, that some irate night shift worker has commenced. When I write about it, it sometimes stops, especially on the same night I write about it, which is why I am updating this photo story and re uploading. And, another update: Trucks driving past at 6 o’clock in the morning on Sunday morning. This is Nuisance people on the road. The alarm bells should be ringing if you are someone that pays attention. I’ve had extensive experience with truckdrivers, and one thing I’ve noticed over many years, is friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday morning, truckdrivers are usually resting, asleep, or partying. And at these times there’s peace on the roads. So, this morning Sunday morning 11th Dec 2022, is a constant barrage of trucks at 6 o’clock in the morning going outside my old unit on the old highway - alarm bells alarm bells alarm bells. Why don’t they do anything about Nuisance truckdrivers who are polluting our roads ? 3. Old men in Trailers driving in Circles For some unknown reason I have old man in trailers who follow me around now in Gin Gin. I used to have boys who followed me around, and then I had girls that followed me around (the dogs). And now I have old men harassing me. The main thing they seem to be wanting to do, is commentate my life. I can only assume this has been learnt from sitting on the couch watching sports and drinking beer. (Seriously, try switching to documentaries you never know what you might learn). So, I feel those non-thinking idiots -I say non-thinking, because anyone with an ounce of common sense would know that commentating some girls life is completely inappropriate, disrespectful, and retarded behaviour -they can’t seem to see you that my life is none of their business. They literally need to be told to fuck off. So, fuck off you stupid old men. 4. Sound Harassment when I Exit my House I had noticed at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, whenever I went outside, suddenly my neighbours would either yell out, or make a loud noise. They hear me open my metal frame door open, and respond with louder noise - like a primitive monkee. There have been times when the sounds of the person who yells out, when I leave the house has sounded like a little boy, but I’m not in entirely sure if it was a child, because I know that there are women who actually sound like little boys, somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson. And I’m pretty sure that they have been deliberately pretending to be a child, as in to trick me, implying that there are bad little boy behaviours in play, as in, when you leave the house, someone is going to steal something from inside, while you’re not looking, which in fact happens, and has happened for the first two years that I’ve been here at Gin Gin; plus happened at Rangari frequently. Once at Rangari, I heard one of the dogs say that my house was like an art gallery, she couldn’t but help take something from it, when I wasn’t looking. STUPID, *&^% off. Although lately, when I have left the house, I have not had anything taken (oh, except, my birth certificate was taken 3 weeks ago, so there you go, still happens) - I haven’t left the house much because I can’t really walk, I have a Collapsed Arch. (Actually, I should not have left the house the whole time I’ve been here doing my gardening, because I agitate my collapsed arch and it hasn’t healed, soo painful. But I just can’t help myself, I am a gardener, plus I need to be able to do something. But gardening is kind of a waste because the landlord will just ask you to leave at any point, which she has done, making all the time and effort that you spent, a complete waste of time and effort). Landlord user. Labour user. Lazy greedy landlord. So, it’s either that “stealing sign” or this woman is yelling out because the opportunity has presented itself; she heard me, and then has responded with noise herself, like some sort of weird primal communication attempt, I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with her, there’s something wrong. Maybe she’s a musician and feels she has to communicate loudly all the time with her voice? Sometimes it’s not a human voice, it’s just noise, so maybe that times, those noises are literally from animals, it is kind of an ANIMALISTIC RESPONSE in my opinion, and I do live in an animal friendly environment? Who knows, but after writing this blog it stopped briefly. I want to further state today, now at Sarina, that ‘dumb dog’ back at Gin Gin who made loud sounds whenever I went outside; I am fairly certain it is the girl who repeatedly reminds me, that I live in “Cates house”, and not ‘my’ house. – Well, der! She has some major issues with territory- she is full on dog. I recall, I was harassed online in such manner, there were dogs targeting me, wanting me to talk about money, and housewives or something, they were on Facebook – they are truly greedy and evil, always wanting something from me – like desperate monkees in the jungle. They still hound me today. I have no money for you – you stupid retail thieves. Actually, in retrospect, this may have been my landlord Cate Rogers and her minions? {Formerly Rachael Wainberg’s older sister, she changed her name} – as I mentioned before, she is possibly the person hung up on ‘class’ re she thought I could not get Centrelink payments due to the fact that I was rich, when in actually fact that was not the reason, the reason was because Centrelink are cunts. Her fiend “Win” who lives nearby was also hung up on class. But actually, as I know all my harassment problems I have, are usually female, I suspect maybe in this “going outside” case, due to the extreme territorial land issues, my harasser here at Kookaburra might be male, and OLD, old man?? I remember David Heywood used to suffer from land territorial issues, as did Steve Carter, its definatly a male thing. Women also suffer from territorial issues, but not usually so much land related. They have whole other territorial issues going on with relationships and human interactions. So now at my new location, I have the same problem of harassment from neighbours when I go outside, by the child next door. It started off as the child, but now, the whole family harasses me. They are beyond a nuisance. They - that whole family, should be in jail; the bloody mother should CERTAINLY not be allowed to breed more dogs. What the hell is wrong with society when you are letting bimbo people breed more bimbo dogs?? This is the root of the problem, so cut it off at the base. I made it known that I was being harassed, and so the mother I suspect tried to do something about it, but seems to have simply joined in with an app that plays sounds – so typical. And also, a little bungalow was built in the vacant plot infront of their house, - I believe for the SOLE POINT OF HARASSING ME, but I suspect the person harassing me at Gin Gin, is the same person doing it – they travel up and use it for a holiday spot? -I saw an old man there when he was harassing me via tooting his car, it looked like the same guy that lived in no 1 on the corner there at Kookaburra Park, the one with all the fruit trees. He must think “oh I can harass some girl from afar, and not get caught – woohoo woohoo – get her, get her!” IDIOT Actually, it is not always neighbours making sounds when I go outside, also, people who drive past harass me via tooting, many times when I go outside; toot toot. Like yesterday, I go outside to feed my fish (as I do twice daily), and some idiot drives past and beeps - they do this repeatedly; go outside; they make noise - constant harassment. Someone told me all harassment is sexual harassment, so, what?- can’t they handle my sensuality when I go outside?? Juvenile bogans. Btw, when that show the Simpson was on; that crew are disgusting and cowards. Other people can see how discriminatory and humiliating they are, and I personally believe, that’s why they put that divine chocolate ‘Homer Hudson’ ice cream in my path at the supermarket, to try and make up for their revoltingness. (And only because other people could see – they typically have no remorse, people like that. It was a type of ‘peer pressure’ apology – this happens a lot. Still. All the time. {How could you think that would possibly make up for it you stupid little dogs}. Although exceptionally good ice-cream. I have a lot to say about people who torment me – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. Photo shows a bit of my living room wall with my art at Rangari 5. Finally, some normality when I walk outside into the garden Today when I went outside to feed my chook, I went out, did it, and came back inside. I can’t begin to explain what a joy that experience was, compared to how it has been, I’d say for at least the first 16 months of living here. Before, whenever I went outside, every single time, there would be some person either yelling out from one of my neighbours, or who would start madly tapping, as in banging a piece of metal or something. Perhaps even they would start revving their car. It is a fairly quiet neighbourhood, aside from the constant hwy traffic. But I suspect they can hear my metal door when I unlock/open/close/lock each time I enter and exit. I’m not sure what the proper reaction should be from having this ‘noise harassment’ every time I go outside, I mean it doesn’t really physically affect me, it isn’t abusive or offensive insults. It’s just extremely annoying, and basically antagonistic - I can tell you after experiencing so much of this ‘antagonism’, it does affect me in a very negative way, as I am extremely pissed off about it, and hence, you will have seen the anger come across in this blog. And why I dedicated a whole page to “Banging and Tapping”, see p5 And so, after writing about this phenomenon on this blog, I now enjoy experiences like today when feeding my chook. I haven’t been accosted in anyway and it’s just been so pleasant I can’t believe it, and still every time it happens, I think it’s a miracle. So, it just goes to show that writing about it and writing this blog in the public arena has been invaluable. Of course, the thought did enter my mind, that the person (who I’ve only just discovered, takes photo copies of my blog and puts them in peoples mail lockers - they may have put one of my writings in just the very person’s locker who was ‘sound harassing’ me. They’ve actually read how bloody annoying they are, and this is why they have ceased? I can’t say for certain. Maybe it’s just the spectacle of having me in the neighbourhood, and finally, after almost 2 years, worn off? I mean how could anyone think it’s acceptable to make noise every time a girl appears outside? What’s wrong with them, are they slightly retarded? I would also like to say, I suspect maybe the people responsible, who have stopped harassing me, now think intern, that they deserve to be removed from my blog - and I would like to take this opportunity to say NO WAY! What goes on in my life is being recorded by me and this blog, it can’t be erased, life cannot be erased. All those memories have been formed, and has gone into my psyche, to shape who I am today. So, I will not be removing any information about any details of the things that have happened to me in my life. I might rewrite it later and tone down the language but that’s about all. I did have one person email me, asking me to stop posting my blog in peoples lockers, and stating I was lying. AM NOT! I told her I am NOT putting photocopies of my blog in peoples lockers. She was rude. And there is no such person listed on the residents list, plus she said some other things that contracted what she previously said – her emails did not add up, I suspect she was one of the dogs who was trying to ‘engage me’ in conversation to try to ‘trick’ me – she seemed really stupid and juvenile, perhaps a school person, maybe a sabotager? Possibly my landlord, fake name – when she emailed me that times in with Cates whinging. What a liar. Her email breakasweat2021@yahoo.com – breakasweat – that is Cate, fear mongering, that is what she has been doing. 7. INTERNET AND Telstra plus prime video working together? I keep getting Nuisance emails sent me on a daily basis by different companies, but I suspect it’s all by the same person, a .com person Telstra, and fake companies. I have noticed, I have some stupid girl (dog) telling me that “she’s here” and she’s spying on my activities; maybe this is just her way of saying “I’m still here”. Well gee, I have an idea, why don’t you go jump in the lake you stupid girl. Am I the only one that can see the problem with this pervert girl? I am wondering what is wrong with her and the whole of Australia, when I have some stupid dog harassing me in this constant anonymous manner, and everyone thinks that it’s fine. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU ALL, WAKE UP 8. Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern This is the sweetest little fern. And it looks so good in my glass beaded hanging basket. I included this photo on my Blog, as I was somewhat advised, that some bimbo girl had stolen my photo and claimed it as hers! Not true, mine! I started my fern collection when I moved to Gin Gin, QLD, Australia, I have had a long love of ferns, but was unable to grow them in Gunnedah, well, except for Fishbone fern ofcourse. But at Gin Gin, they grow exceptionally well, especially on my deck that had 2 translucent panels in the roof. I purchased this one from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see any sun, because it was facing south. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. (Or maybe it just liked my ‘bathroom song’!). I had a good home-made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser, and Blood n Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. Plus I sprayed every 5th day or so, with diluted Power Feed – it loves this. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about, and eventually died (same problem as my celery). It seems it was not too happy about its new spot. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! So I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this further more, and put a photo up! 9. Some Councils know how to do it 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint 9. Some Souncils know how to do it This shot of Google Earth shows 2 towns, one is a part of a town called Millicent in South Australia, the other is a part of a town near Bundaberg in QLD. Now, these 2 council planners know how to do it! In my opinion every house in Australia ought to be set out in this manner on a bush block. Caring for flora and fauna. So, you can see why I feel Australia is completely way over populated. 10. Scenic Rail Route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new Underwater Scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. Why hasn’t this been done already? Proposed scenic rail route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new underwater scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. {Stop wasting money on space related nerd activities and be more practical! Not to mention, the “mass” wasting of money, done by MANY local councils, in their fake roadworks projects – OMG, stop giving away all that money to little spoilt arsholes and their nagging bitchy wives who demand they bring home bacon for them. Such wroughting going on in Australia. Just because you have the “infrastructure” for those kinds of employments – does not mean you should create ‘workstuff’ to be done in this area; that DOES NOT NEED TO BE DONE – they are as bad as dentists who make up problems on your teeth, just so they can get the work, only councils are way more prevalent. I am obviously not familiar with all councils, but this ‘fake roadworks’ and or ‘un-necessary roadworks’, with multiple people standing around in fluorescents doing muck all, happens in Gunnedah, Tamworth, Gladstone, Bundaberg, Sarina and Mackay, so I suspect it is, ALL COUNCILS.} There are way too many other things that ought to be done instead, like burying the power lines, or tree planting – street beautification, and ofcourse A Scenic Rail Route.} Btw, the new underwater scenic part, has big translucent panels, so passengers can see the ocean and the occasional fish, perhaps even a crocodile or two. Like I said on my proposed new EastCoast Express story - ought to start acquiring land for it now gov, and secretly, otherwise you will not be able to afford it in 2084!} 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint By the way, the reason I wanted my car windows tinted is because I have people that follow me around, they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked. ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons, bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) Btw, my windows were tinted after I left Rangari, but they should have been tinted before I received the car at point of purchase, as I believe in Gunnedah, it would have been greatly beneficial to me if no one could see who was driving that Ute. Plus, when I finally had some cash to get them done, I had to go all the way up to Gladstone, 2hr trip, as no one in Bundaberg would do my tinting at a reasonable cost. The 2 guys who do car tinting in Bundaberg wanted $1500 minimum. The average price for window tinting is $250. Thieves in Bundaberg. But the guy in Gladstone who quoted me $250, and ended up charging me $250, at some point inbetween, his bloody wife tried to overcharge me another $100, it was only because her husband was PRESENT, that I was not overcharged in the end there too. You know most people don't have these kinds of problems in society. And these are exactly the typical daily problems that a single woman has. It all pretty much comes down to a lack of respect for me, and the really strange phenomenon, of the desire, an overwhelming need and want, to be disrespectful to me. A common enemy. 12. Ficus benjamina - Weeping Fig planted 1916 at Miriam Vale; along Station St, near Gladstone, QLD This big ole beautiful tree has withstood all the ghung-ho chopdown councils that have come along since 1916, which I think is amazing, and a miracle. Even though it is not native to Australia, I think there is a place for it here, due to its vast shade canopy, and its beauty. I could see some of these planted along Broad street at Sarina, so if any one has any house plants that are getting to big, and need to be planted out – plant them at Sarina! Or contact me. 13. Spot the Dog – what the really annoying adults do This extremely annoying game has been going on for years, the Radio National girls used to talk about it, and named it ‘Spot the Dog’, as it was such a prevalent amusement GAME for all the narcissists. Basically, it’s a tactic of annoying someone (me) in order to get a reaction from someone else nearby (who they call dogs). This is related to what I've mentioned before on my blog with certain people, behaving in a certain unusual way, like, if I'm upset, like stressed or angry, then they can sense it. I'm upset; she cries. And some people can do way more than just sense it, they really feel it, in their body, physically, and some of them can hear, loud and clear, my thought process if I am upset. Some take pleasure in it, (the narcissist), and others try to resolve the stressful situation for me, so they don't have to feel uncomfortable either. So, there are a group of people, who know, that if they make me feel "uncomfortable", then suddenly there's going to be other people appearing out of the woodwork, to try and do something about it. In the past I often felt like, you know, why do I have people out to get me? But in this situation, the point is not to antagonise me, that's just something they do in order to suss out who the 'dogs' are - they use me to do it, the fact that they are making me angry or stressed, they don't even care about that, they have no thoughts or regards to how I'm actually feeling at all. None. They are the epitome of selfish, deranged, unhealthy, weak and pathetic. Now, I'm fairly certain they won't refer to those people that they are trying to see, as dogs! This is something I've associated them to be, because some of them are so annoying, and follow me around like dogs. Maybe "leach" would be a better word to describe them, but after 30 years of this shit, I pretty much have had it up to here with the dogs, and the people who are trying to see the dogs, so I pretty much call everyone dogs. {And interestingly enough, the girls at the ABC must have also associated them to be dogs, as in, Spot the Dogs have been around since way before me. So, some of them are not leeches, as not all of them follow, stalk and harass me; some are very helpful, in trying to reduce any kind of stress or anger that I might be feeling. It kind of makes sense for me, as to why they would be helpful. But there are a lot of such people, who don't have a helpful personality, (they had a crap upbringing by crap parents), and these people cause problems against me, and for their own problems, in my opinion - what they hear and feel has nothing to do with me, it's like trying to blame the messenger! (That's just an expression, I do not think I'm a Messenger!) And there are a lot of people who can't handle what I have just described above, they think it's crazy or nuts, a mental health problem, but it is not any of those things, it's just the way it is - and it's human. It's not a disease or illness. Obviously a person in any situation above is going to have some problems in a community, but trying to deem those people as sick and mentally ill, is absolutely ludicrous. But I know there are many savvy people who do understand it, and have termed me as someone who lives in a glasshouse, (they suggested that I shouldn't call anyone names, in my thoughts lol! As you can see from my blog, I don't really adhere to that philosophy, I don’t believe in living an oppressed life for the sake of the stupid bimbo dogs. It's a good thing I have somewhere safe to live.) And above, I described people going out of their way to try and make me feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable is one word, but really their main aim is to totally piss me off, and the more pissed off I am, the more other people can sense it. It just so happens that my personality type is very cool calm and collected. And so, what they've had to do sometimes to piss me off has been extreme, if it happened to some other people, well, I don't think those other people would be able to handle it. But because it's been going on for so long now, they're organised, they know me fairly well, and know things that I don't like, such as waiting in queues in shops or malls (because I get harassed a lot at malls - I've written a whole photo story about 'mall dogs'. They're just a huge problem, I cannot go shopping at a mall if I don't want to be harassed. You know it is those people that harass me, and can't handle me - they are the ones that need help, mental health help. Maybe they need a mental health person to tell them that they can't discriminate in public, because that's what they do, deliberatley. I know Telstra dogs try to piss me off by switching my Internet off, so that if I'm out driving, suddenly my Google Maps is not working, so I'm in a difficult situation, not being familiar with Mackay, stressed about not knowing where I am or how I'm going to get to where I need to go, in the middle of traffic. (I'm never lost you nasty clueless Telstra dogs). But as soon as someone appears - literally some person just appears walking down the street towards me, well, then they turn it back on). Such annoying behaviour from Telstra. Oh, but guess what, a few days later I go onto the Telstra app to see if my complaint has progressed, and there's a link saying I have 27,000 reward points! I'm thinking how on earth have I got reward points? I don't know anything about it, so I clicked it, and I see I can get a whole lot of different free products by paying with my points. So, I go ahead and purchase something - it worked! Then I realise, that this is Telstra trying to apologise for pissing me off, by giving me something for free. And also, trying to turn the situation around on to me, by rewarding a dog. I would like to see a show of hands: who thinks by giving me something for free, this makes up for pissing me off, for the previous two months that I've had no Internet? Well, I can tell you for sure as hell, I don't think it's fair at all. It has been scientifically shown that stress is a direct factor in physical illness. So, anyone trying to “stress” me out, is trying to put me in Hospital. Why don’t you deal with that you little supposed tio regulators. BTW, Heath Barwick tried to do this at age 16, whilst I was on my “date” with John Peterson at the movies. Why don’t they talk about the dogs and these revolting games at school? image above (as its related Why are there televisions blaring in every single waiting room in Australia? Possibly the thought hasn’t occurred to those receptionists who put TVs in; we don’t want to hear or watch TV, while we wait for you or the Doctor. and, we certainly don't want to hear any DOGS. {EVERY bloody DR waiting room EVER.) Curse those revolting, evil, weak and pathetic receptionists. On my Pinterest account I have a created a Board called “Doctors Waiting Rooms”, and so far, I have 1 pin in it, it shows as lovely well-lit courtyard, with lovely manicured green trees and shrubs, plus a padded seat in between 2 topiary trees. – Now this looks PERFECT as a waiting room. learn how to live you stupid receptionists. Less little screaming brats, and more peace and tranquillity. 14. Another dog following me, is this one of yours Prime TV (now Channel 7)? There was an image with this story, it was a police webpage screenshot, describing laws regarding nuisance behaviour in Australia - it really is unlawful to be a constant nuisance, and the police can do something about it, if a complaint is made. So, I’ve written that I get harassed by the neighbour that lives across the road at number 108 Range Road, and lately the mother has stood in her driveway when I leave and return, like she wants me to see her, so I know what she looks like now. I think she’s aboriginal or islander, she has long curly hair. I have not seen any kids with her, so I’m still not sure whether she actually has a little boy or she is putting on voice and pretending to be a little boy herself. Because her aim is to harass me, and yesterday when I had to go into the doctor, she was there harassing me from afar in the car park, with that little boy voice winging, plus beeping, - a constant barrage of beeping, people who work in the area will wonder what the hell‘s going on, and they will have no idea that I am being harassed by stupid dogs. So, again I saw her when I left, and went up to the imaging place, she was there in the waiting room talking to what must be her friend, the imaging receptionist. So, this person is stalking me, and not only that, but verbal harassment every time I walk outside my unit (was, after Blog, greatly reduced) – But they can hear me. It would definitely fall under the police category of “behaviour that causes a substantial unreasonable annoyance or disruption”. I believe the reason she wanted me to see her, is so I put it in a complaint with the police. And, as the police get work out here, if called, they want that, friends with police?. So I’m definitely not going to be putting in a complaint to the police especially (with my experience with the Gin Gin Police - absolutely useless), instead I’m just going to write about it up here on my blog, and next time she presents herself, I’ll make sure I get it on camera, to add a photo with the story, by the way I have seen her car, it’s a blackish SUV with the words prime written on the back window screen amongst other words that I couldn’t make out. They seem to beep their car horn a lot – so annoying. I have had problems with certain people on prime television back when I used to live in Gunnedah, whether it’s the same people, who have followed me up here, I’m not sure. But she doesn’t seem to have any common sense. At the moment that whole family are pretending to be schizophrenic they are ridiculous. And not funny. Telepathic. (The thing no-one talks about, the taboo subject – fraid its real, morons, not a ‘crazy’ thing) te·lep·a·thy ( P ) Pronunciation Key (t-lp-th) Communication through means other than the senses. Communication from one mind to another by extrasensory means. The ability to know what is in someone else's mind or communicate with them mentally, without using words or other physical signals. People in the Television industry, are famous for te·lep·a·thy Channel 7 are the ones who inflated their strawberries, when it was heard I had a craving for Strawberry ShortCake. – to $30 a kg (normally $10) DOGS. And they especially like talking about ‘coming of age’ memories - like they are total perverts. I’ve noticed since I’ve started taking photos (screenshots) of the bimbos who do that, it’s greatly stopped, and OMG I should’ve started doing that years ago. I have to say, it’s mainly unknown actresses who do that, I don’t usually have many problems from the big names, only occasionally I can see they in not very good hands. Previously 2 different addresses, I’ve had issues with the neighbour’s dog barking incessantly. They (council) had given me a form to fill out, and I was to write down every time the incident occurred, what type of noise, and then they dealt with it. And so, I feel, this is what needs to be done with this family - this little dog family. Someone advised me that this family is known to the police, but I do believe diplomacy should be used when addressing the issue with the family. Just a ‘word’ is often all it takes for someone to ‘toe the line’. 15. Sibling Friend Jealousy I can recall at least 4 instances now {there have probably been plenty of others too}, where the sister/brother of my friend has been a big problem for me; The first one I have talked about on my blog extensively, so just another quick mention, my friends name was Rachael Wainberg, and her older, (2nd born older sister) was the problem. As it has turned out, she has been unhealthily, darkly, obsessed with me and followed, harassed and stolen from me over many years. I still can’t remember her name. And it’s like the bad sister, is so used to sharing everything with her siblings, that she cannot handle to see her sister with a friend - who is friends with them and not her - and so they’re jealous of their sister, and act out, like naughty child – still when they are fully grown adults. And of course, there is seeing another younger person with their younger sister, and they immediately think stupid prey like their stupid sibling. This is how Australian mother bimbos raise their families – with dysfunction. You know, there has been a lot of progress, development and evolvement in the world since cave man days – I do not see why there cannot be progress, development and evolvement in the family situation too. I forgot to mention “control” this is the main issue with her, she wants someone to control, {in the pretence of being “helpful”} - so a younger girl is her prey – she does not think to find a husband – well heck, there are heaps of stooopid ones who need a woman’s guidance. I noted, that girl, in her 50’s now, who has changed her name to Cate Rogers, has an adopted son from India- she now uses him. To control and ‘boss’ about. She is fully dysfunctional and sick. Then there was the time my flat mate and I’s unit was ‘cleaned out’, turned out it was an older brother of one of the Lebanese’s guys we had met socially. (Someone told me my theory of the ‘bogan immigrant’ being manipulated to leave their country and live in Australia, was applied in Lebanon too! lol -mm, I think it worked, Lebanon is now a very peaceful country, no wars there!). The other was a friend I met through TAFE, an older woman with a son, can’t remember her name now, she said her sister was selling a sewing machine, an overlocker. I was looking for one and so purchased it, but it didn’t work at all. So, her sister was trying to sell a broken machine for as working, - just thought she’d take advantage of the situation and her younger sister. I did reprimand my friend for having a bad sister, and she later got my money back! J You know this doesn’t surprise me, I mention numerous times how mothers with only one child make the best mothers, and any more than 2, a typical mother will not be able to handle. Well, this just reiterates that doesn’t it? Stop breeding and having multiple kids you silly mothers; you cannot look after them and raise them properly so to be without dysfunction – especially the jealousy dysfunction. Oh, I may be remembered another one, well, not so much remembered, but it may be him, the hoon: In 2024, I remembered my good friend from primary school, who I haven't seen for many years, had an older brother, John. I recall one day some guy came up to John, who happened to be within earshot of me, and said “John Xidas, I don't know how you can drive around all day like you do, I just don’t see the point”. So, not knowing John very well, I'm assuming he was one of those bloody hoons in Gunnedah that literally just hooned around all day. That's what they do - they just drive around, all day long, sometimes doing burn outs. {I personally believe it’s because they are bloody hopeless and can't think of what to do, so they just drive around}. So, since today, and for many years, I have had problems with hoons constantly driving up and down and outside my place; maybe this person is still one of them?? I would find it a little strange to believe that, as I recall his sister, my friend, was smart - so there can't be that much deviation between the siblings??? You know, I remember that son who tried to smoke me out of his mother’s place when I did that craft workshop – maybe he too is now one of those stupid hoon stalkers? “See a single lady, and just start stalking her"?? Considering I am secretly willing him and that family to get cancer and die, it seems odd he would still be hanging around… I guess here is a good spot to add; the issue of young men especially and their absolute (secret or not so secret) disgust for women who are not “pretty”. I noted my brother and his friends, at 16-22, when they talked, it was very clear that their bias and discrimination in this area is a problem. Also, I believe one of my friends older brother sabotaged my car, due to the fact that I was not a “pretty” girl. The old photo above shows my grandma/grandpa, - back in the day; Gweneth and Bill Flood, with their eldest, Diana Flood (my aunt), and their adopted 3rd child, my mother, Fran Flood. (Louise the middle child is missing from photo). The old photo below is one that I have previously uploaded, but it has gone, so I am attaching it to this story. It was a photo in the local newspaper who just so happened to spot mum in the park, and asked for a pose! I think I was at preschool at this time, they were waiting for me, however I have no memories of preschool, so assumed I did not go to preschool. But later dad insisted that I did go, so maybe, as, someone, told me, and I know this to be true, that a lot of memories are formed in the very young if there is trauma, abuse, shock, negativity… so perhaps my time at preschool was unlike any other time in my schooling, and I had all normal teachers/carers with no negative experiences!! Well how about that! (That was the preschool in Tamworth attached to the Calrossy school). I only remember going there once when Daniel was there 2yrs later, it was a family day; I remember I did not want to go outside and play games with the others, I wanted to stay inside by myself and play with the colourful felts that I had only just discovered! I don’t really recall my younger sister Penny, and I, had any jealousies going on, but I do remember in 3rd grade, with evil teacher Debbie Croft, she started playing sides with other teachers, against me, (she was pure evil); and so, I learnt, how people play sides, and can manipulate, which maybe Penny experienced later with our friend Amy?? Not sure, as I know I am not a bitch unlike Debbie Croft. But I am fairly certain Penny does not, did not harbour any jealousies, she had plenty of friends too. Our family was pretty functional compared to what I unfortunatly encounter now in the general community – it really pays to get you family situation RIGHT. 16. Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL (far top, 3rd from the right) I recall at Kookaburra Park, my landlords boyfriend, one day banged his car as he went past the bit on the driveway, where all my trees had died (9yr drought). That was a common thing that those locals did; banging metal, in order to do signs. ‘You lose, your trees are dead’. They were huge on doing it at Gin Gin. Trucks used to do it outside my house, and other cars too, who drive past, at certain times, they always did it after my neighbour, David Hooker and Sharon Millet - or their kids – or their annoying guests left in the morning (I mention before people from the community would stay there, for the sole point of annoying me – I swear, it’s true, sounds crazy, but no, unfortunatly that’s what they really did, it has been a ‘thing’ for many years. Also, I must have talked about it before; the winning and losing signs? Can’t remember which one now, but it seems when 1 person does something, someone sees them do it, and thus wants to do it to. So annoying. It’s like ‘all the little kids on the block’, copying. You know; driving past my house constantly for hours, is ironically what a loser would do. So, you’re always a loser, so don’t come around here calling me a loser, as it’s the pot calling the kettle black. (love that expression!) I have major harassment from people in cars who drive up to my gate. There was a blonde who pulled up in the same car as my car, as I was putting the rubbish out. This is so typical, some girl who comes to my gate when I go outside. Or they make a noise when I go outside. And so, she banged her car somehow too, more metal bang noises - big on loud noise. There are no lumps in the driveway it’s all very smooth, there’s no reason why the car would make a banging sound, so it appears she came in to the unit complex car park, just to bang it. All I was doing was putting the rubbish out. Bimbos driving cars it’s an ongoing issue I’ve talked about it number of times. I used to have them just come up to my gate, beep the car horn and then drive off. Repeatedly. It’s the same thing now, but since I started writing about it and telling people what they do - they no longer beep. So, it’s not really obvious to someone who’s watching or visiting at my place that it’s happening, that I am actually being harassed by stupid airheads (that somebody has given them a brand-new car to drive around with). I talked before about “signing before signing”, like people who are smart and bored like to do signs, not only to amuse themselves, but they think they are being helpful as they can warn people about what’s ahead, or what’s going on, maybe use language that a ‘lady’ would not speak, and all without ‘the boss’ hearing. The unspoken kind, not everybody can see the signs, but I can assure you they’re real and it’s people who are creative do it. Sometimes they have been helpful, a lot actually, but there are a lot of bitchy women who do nasty signs, really rude, ones that cannot be spoken or just want to bully someone. Bullies. Mostly, I find the whole thing absolutely ridiculous, and cowardly, you have something to say, say it to my face. People who do signs are disrespectful, but mainly cowards. Half the time, if what they were saying was said to someone’s face, most likely, they would get a punch in the face. So, if you think you might get a punch in the face for saying something, then you probably ought not to be saying it in the first place - you idiots. Plane noise harassment, and deliberate targeted poison spraying on me regular flooding on farms with leaking troughs andfarmer polluters just really good NATIVE hybrids 17. Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Photo showing 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW - they used to fly around and around, generally being a total nuisance for hrs and hrs, on a weekly, if not daily basis, over years and years. The local Prime news, at the time, one evening, said that the planes flying overhead in my area were from the Northwest flight school, owned by the army, however one day, when I was particularly fed up with all these planes flying over my house on the farm (in circles) - you know, that constant mmm noise, it’s pretty annoying. So, I phoned them up to speak with them personally, to ask them why they were only flying over and around my farm? The person I spoke to was an old man and he seemed very grateful that I had called him, like I was doing him a favour? He did not seem to have any explanation about the planes? Who knows if I was speaking to the right person, sometimes I feel Telstra put me through to just anyone, and not the right person at all. Just after I wrote this I sat down and watched the news, and in the finance bit, the guy said, Prime tv, had just been taken over by Seven, at a price of $131 million. You know I really wonder if they just make it up as they go along, does anyone actually know what’s going on? Little birdie told me they were doing fuel signs, as in “YOU ARE GIVING THE STUPID DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU AND BULLY YOU” If that’s the case – piss off stupid non-thinking dogs. Start thinking for yourself. As I live on my own, do not talk to anyone, pretty much, except dad before he died, nor, at that point was their social media. So exactly how they thought I was giving them “fuel” I can only assume they have delusional mental health problems. Ooohhh, did I park outside your shop and not purchase anything? Or, oh yeah, did I not say hello to the stranger who walked past me down the street? and oh yeah, this one, did I not smile enough at the checkout chick?????? Fucking bimbos. This photo story has been deleted multiple times; I have had to re upload it at least 3 times now. Scared pilots. And update, since I moved to QLD, the plane harassment pretty much stopped. Although when I wrote this story and the aerial spraying story, while I was at Gin Gin, they started up again, but only a little bit, usually in the evenings. Living now in suburbia – it would raise too much attention “what are those planes doing flying overhead constantly in this area”. They are such cowards. 18. 2 planes flying over house and paddock, and yellow one aerial spraying poison on me I have had monumental problems with small planes following me around, and flying overhead around me, for years, (and years) they were especially a problem at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia. But they also followed me when I went anywhere like down to the central coast for my grandmother’s funeral. I occasionally still hear them, but after I wrote about them on Facebook in 2019, there has been a major reduction. As my area, and actually most areas in Australia have fruit fly, I use netting, which is BRILLIANT, BUT HERE IS A STORY THAT CONERNS YOU ALL: Each year my Strawberry Guava tree produces fruit, but it is always riddled with fruit fly, that’s why it is in the chook yard – for the chooks, as the fruit are ok, but not worth spending money on to put fruit fly netting over (unlike my delicious plums, plus others that have a whole netting tunnel) Anyway, one year there was NO fruit fly at all on my Strawberry Guava, and I realized that the plane flying over my house a while back was spraying - they sprayed all over my house / roof – which collects my drinking water – I have one occasion on video; (there were heaps of other times) You’ve got to be a halfwit if you think this is acceptable. Note, my house is at least 2 km away from nearest paddock/neighbour that partakes in BAD UNORGANIC poisonous aerial spraying (Tony Tydd). I contacted the local Gunnedah Middlebrook Air Service, that guy says it is not his yellow plane, he only has a white plane, but he like everyone else does not want to know about it, and said I was just causing trouble – COWARD SON OF A BITCH. And once there was a white plane flying over the neighbours, obviously him, spraying, when he saw me on one of his turn arounds, I was out the back of my place on a hill, he came right over to the house and me, and sprayed, the air was full and thick of the scent of pesticide. It all would have settled on my roof and next time it rained – into the tank drinking water, not to mention absorbed by my skin. THIS IS WHAT CASUES CANCER CELLS TO FORM. It was a little boy opportunist attack, I thought. Stupid pilot. I contacted EPA, local police and NSW Poisons Information Centre, and my landlord, none of them took me seriously, even though I caught plane spraying on camera - see above footage from my YouTube. The Gunnedah police said, they nor anyone else can do anything about the planes, - they think I am crazy and sent dept. of mental health out to my property (what century I am living in?) The EPA phoned me to discuss it, but that was it, he was patronizing and useless, the Poisons Centre said they were telephone information and advice service only with no regulatory power and cannot help with complaint. The 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. Why are people so stupid – those chemicals really do cause cancer, it’s not something that is said to fear monger. They leave behind a chemical residue in very small amounts, but it is still there. All the fruit you purchase in the shops will be sprayed with poison unless grown certified organic. I think some farmers out here have a problem with organic – they do not want to change their farming habits. (Even though they will make twice the money) It’s super easy to go organic, non-farmers (everyday people) should give it a go, start with cleaning products, cheaper, cheaper cheaper. GET NETTING YOU FARMER BEANS FOR BRAINS. So, aside from the aerial spraying, sometimes the planes just flew around my farm, or above Heath Barwick’s, in circles or do loop de loops – just being a typical little boy nuisance. They are joy riders, and I think people from Hollywood/ tv industry is involved along with local Flight School program. Also, fruit was taken off my trees that are protected under fully enclosed netting tunnels (before it was ripe) and then left outside on the ground, so I have no idea what is going on there (?) but someone seems to be determined to mess about with MY fruit trees. Could be a territorial thing by David the landlord? Oh, and a few years back I (being a way too friendly person) mentioned to the landlord David and Brenda Heywood, that if they want some nectarines, they could have some as they were ready, couple days later I went into town for the day, came home and the WHOLE tree was stripped of its fruit, literally 100’s. Oh, and my sister used to work for a local lawyer who said they get clients who try to sue aerial spraying companies, for spraying on their land. So apparently it is a common thing around Gunnedah for little boy pilots to spray where they are not paid to spray. My sister said it is impossible to sue without proving physically loss of stock, and considering the nature of how chemicals work, this may be impossible in most cases to prove, but she said, there was one case where they could prove it, a horse died, and so they won the case. I was told later, apparently, the pilot spraying toxic chemicals over me was a stupid dog playing sides – not sure whose side they were on, or what the horrendous fight wanting me dead, was about?? They don’t bother informing me of such information???? Those cocky arrogant pilots need a bullet to the ear, in my opinion. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, it states; Landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises. I had complaints about harassment (noise, petty theft) at that farm (604 Bridges RD, Rangari - and my landlord, David Heywood, paid no attention, even though he knows all the neighbours out there, and was he himself plus his daughters most likely guilty also) As I write about monstrous things that people do, there are people who are curious, because they haven’t encountered someone like me, that has had so many encounters with evil people, they keep thinking I must have done something…. like most of them don’t believe me or did not believe me (hence why they sent out mental health workers – they are such stupid people…) it’s not until I really start writing about my whole life here in great detail, they can slowly see and understand what’s happening. And this particular incident, about Middlebrook Air Service poisoning me with toxic pesticides; there have been some people looking into that, because even though I alerted the authorities at the time, no one gave a shit. But there are other authorities who most definitely do want to know about these things, and those people frequently inform me of outcomes/reasons, things that I just couldn’t see at the time. And I was advised by such people, that the person who was solely responsible for this aerial spraying was Tony Tydd, who was my second next door neighbour down from me on Bridges Road. And he did it because his dog ran away, and was at my place and it killed one of my chooks, and I called the pound, the pound took the dog (I do not know what happened to it after that). I didn’t know that the dog was Tony Tyde’s, I assumed it was bloody Heath Barwick’s. NO ONE was looking for a dog at the time, and it had been there at least a week. So, Tony Tydd, did this poisoning of me, as an act of revenge. Stupid zombie farmer Tony Tydd - what an idiot, don’t blame me if you can’t look after your damme dog, and you’re in for some very BAD luck on a spiritual level. Stupid man. Although, he later came up and told me that he didn’t really care about his dog, he tried to be as ‘uncallous’ as he could, it was strange. - I’m thinking maybe he could actually see, eventually, what was going on, and thought he should come up and tell me that, inorder to get the war happy monkees off my back; because someone on his behalf, was seeking revenge, someone who was trying to play Big Brother – Fucking idiots that don’t know how ‘out of control’ they have become. I have noticed this is a thing, perpetuated by the TV show, Big Brother. Bimbo people are involved. I could give more examples, but not here. And even Tony Tydd could see how wrong the situation was, I seemed to be being targeted, so he intervened best way he could think of. The only people I know that are arrogant and stupid enough to do that would be Steve Carter, or the politicians of the time, one of them was from Gunnedah, and another one of them was from Armadale, it was when Turnbull was in government, and I know his daughter went to my school she was in a year or two above me (there is a whole big network of them). But the news people reckon it’s the electricity people, in Gunnedah, Essential Energy, who run ‘the show’ and ofcourse all the coal mines there. And have done so for many years now, which is why the politicians were trying to introduce gas to the area, but they were beaten down before it went ahead, and you can still see the empty gas pipes lying on the ground that haven’t been laid down. And indeed, there are definitely electricity problems in Gunnedah, if you read my photo story “solar panels not contributing to Electricity Bill by Essential Energy” on my About page, - I talk about how they overcharge people that they think are rich (but that’s what Centrelink girls do with pension/welfare – government department) And the electricity people don’t acknowledge solar panels (my bill went up after I installed a $14,000 5kilowatt solar panel system, UP) They are a scam. Thieves. A little birdie told me that apparently, they’ve done something about that in Gunnedah, whether they have a not, I do not know. But they did say they will close the coal mines down, which they can, so they probably did do something about it. (?) But being so out of control as to fly over me when I am down the paddock, and spray me with pesticides – is such disgusting stupid bullying behaviour, that only comes about from no discipline, so obviously still in need of a parental disciplinarian as an adult. MENTALLY ILL – that’s what mental illness is. Why don’t you bang the door of this man’s house down, and drag him off and lock him up in a mental institute – you fuckin bully police. And turning into bullies after not being ‘kept in check’ is a human flaw, one that is founded mainly on greed, and is found particularly rampant in rich men. Business men. Btw I have mentioned that I do not really follow political stories much and I have not been a big tv news watcher, but now, after not being able to walk for the past 5 years due to my foot, sometimes I watch the news, and they tell me the Gas companies have now formed a Cartel. So that’s bad news I guess. Plus, it is a little tiring, hearing farmers complain of job shortages, when everybody knows farmers only pay peanuts. If they paid people properly, there would be no shortages at all. This is definitely my experience in Queensland; as I had to put an ad up for a removalist to help me, if I did not mention money, or only offered what I could afford, I do not get any response, but if I put an attractive price, I get at least 10 people contacting me. All the farmers I know are rich. Filthy. 20. Hickleberry IRRISPONSIBLE farmers Not only are there mass water leakages on farms, all across Australia, but I can’t believe how many hickleberry farmers I have personally known, in Gunnedah and QLD, that burn rubbish on their properties, including volatile toxic plastics. Do they have any brains at all? It is them who are destroying this planet. Someone needs to come along and kick those farmers arses into gear. Btw, this story was stolen off this website, and all my other farmer related ones too. I redid it, shame on IT nerds that protect famers. Farmers are not Gods. Free image photo below from wiki; burning rubbish is a 3rd world problem, not a problem that should exist in Gunnedah or QLD. Wake up. I did personally write a letter to Gunnedah council advising them that in QLD, all areas are serviced by weekly dump trucks, including remote farms – and so that has helped combat the problem of people dumping their rubbish in QLD (bar all the stupid hillbillys that live around the Gladstone area), and so Gunnedah council should service all the farming district with bins and weekly picks ups, otherwise, farmers will continue to burn on their farms. Incase you did not know, there are heaps of non-thinking twits in the farming community. Mongrels. 21. Wilderness story and the real problem of kerbing population I remember as a child, my grandmother used to make donations to the Wilderness society. I stumbled across their website one day, quickly read their front page. Sounded good. Signed up for the newsletter. Over the next few weeks, I received a daily email, maybe it was every second or third day… In it, were issues that were kind of annoying. Like, “eating meat is bad, save the forests and go vegetarian”. And, “you’re not allowed to build in certain areas”, and “no air strips on the island”, and “we want more land regulations”. They were proposing some really restrictive ideas. You know, if I wanted to build my dream home, {well, if I could}, then I would want to build in a pristine area, it certainly wouldn’t be in a dirty treeless suburban area! So, I was ticked off by their newsletters, because they were nowhere near proposing a real solution to all those problems which is kerbing population. So of course, I contacted them, and said “if you want to save the planet the only thing that’s going to save it is to curb breeding, why don’t you start a STOP BREEDING campaign?” Of course, they never got back to me. Nobody acknowledges the real issue. And it’s the number one issue in the whole world. Nobody except for me, seems to even acknowledge the problem. I do also love watching nature documentaries on Prime or Netflix. Did you know Madagascar has cleared all but 3% of its forest. Stupid Madagascans. I could have applied diplomacy here, but I feel diplomacy could have only been applied anywhere up to 40% of cleared land, any more clearing after that deserves utter frankness. You know, for every tree you cut down, you have to plant 3 in its place. It’s a common fact. Little behind Madagascans I am going to tell you a secret; immigration in Australia is not due from war, like we were taught in Grade 10, and like we are shown on television. Immigration in Australia is due from over population in other countries, and those “powers that be” wanting to get rid of their undesirables by sending them off to Australia (and America). PLUS, wealthy people in Australia wanting their investment properties and housing prices to go up. So, they want as many people overcrowding Australia as possible, to skyrocket housing prices, and that is exactly what is happening right under the noses of the Australia public, right now! This is one of the biggest injustices that is going on in Australia, and I don’t think hardly anyone can actually see what’s going on, let alone do anything about it. People fully believe what the news television people tell them. Blinded, by liars and deceivers. This is another reason why I have been ban from Social Media, and excluded from certain broadcasters - I can see through their bullshit. (eventually…). And btw, quite frankly, if you’re a woman, you’ve got to be an absolute twit to have more than 2 children, in today’s world, of all that we know today, as opposed to the past. In 2018, 8 million babies were born via IVF treatment. I could not believe those ridiculous figures when I heard about it. Newsflash; if you can’t have kids, then DON’T! Can’t you recognize a real sign. The pressure to breed and have families is absurd, STILL. You know, looking at this from a psychological point of view, a possibility and in my opinion, most likely cause of why a woman can’t have kids naturally; It’s like those women know that they’re not equipped to have children because they still feel like children themselves, so they have to seek permission from doctors in order to have children. All psychological deciding the physiological. True. Also, did you know this industry (IVF treatment), is not regulated at all? It’s run by doctors, mainly women who want to make money and not only make money, they want to be rich, because they are ‘doctors’. And despite my personal thoughts of how this industry is stealing thousands of dollars for treatments, from wannabe mothers, with repeated false ‘negative procedures’, there has been many problems related to this industry in the news, so you know there’s going to be heaps more problems that you don’t know about. If you can’t have a baby, then don’t. Wake up and stop bumbling, along like a flock of sheep. 22. Old Man Problems Old men wondering why I am not like them. They, who had hopeless parents and bastard father’s. So, as I am not like them, they create situations to try and turn me into someone like them, in really passive aggressive ways too - I can assure you, they don’t want to get caught. This particular instance I’m thinking of, was so passive aggressive I can barely even recall it now. It was something to do with my dishwasher. They didn’t like the fact that I had it on at 6 o’clock at night. (As I mentioned before on my Blog, the unit complex, I’m living in now, for some reason was built without any soundproofing whatsoever, and everyone can hear EVERYTHING that everyone does). There are 3 old men in the unit, so, they thought it was too late, and so they decided to take revenge on me (totally just like how a normal healthy person would think to do. *“NOT!”*). I think they might have taken something from my seed table, a plant, or knocked over my tiles, for delusional revenge. Oh, no I think that time, it was waking me up 3 times during the night, yes that was it. I was really pissed off about it, and decided that I should put the dishwasher on at 6 o’clock every night (it only goes for 45minutes) - do you see, that act of rebellion, stemming from bastard behaviour. It’s like what happened to them as a child, so they now want to pass that behavioural dysfunction on. It’s a major major problem in Australia amongst hopeless families who are just let loose to do as they please; fuck up the kids as much as they want. Leaving them ready as an adult to create problems for other innocent people, like me. I am going to add to this today, possibly the girl next door is the reason why I am having old men problems, they are trying to save her, save her from my 6pm dishwasher! So they took revenge, as in like a punishment for doing the dishes at 6pm (only happened once btw), by waking me up 3 times in the middle of the night or stealing something. But when my pink netting was taken, I heard someone walking about outside that night when I was doing my washing, someone who wore thongs, and later I saw my neighbour – she wears thongs, same noise I had heard. I think now, it must have been that girl (she has not given me her real name – as she is a thief), and she took my netting as punishment for doing my washing at 6pm. Could she be any more STUPID? She is friends with the old man down a bit, and they are egging each other on do it – to be mean bullies. so typical of coward people. You do not get to decide, when I do my washing you delusional idiots. And the real reason I have old men problems is because there are so many bimbos, who hang around me trying to steal something, and stalk me - so the old men hang around me to try and save those stupid thieving stalking dogs. 23. Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Since my blog started off as a means to do something about all the stealing, but also as of late has progressed to include a lot of other topics and stories about my life. I thought I should get back to my original reason, and continue my fight against thieving dogs. So, this is a whole new photo story to tell you about what the girls at Spotlight used to do. There was a spotlight at Tamworth. I had to make a special trip over to Tamworth to get cat food every couple of months or so, inevitably I would stop off at the fabric shop - I couldn’t resist. They often had something cheap in there that I could purchase. What I noticed after shopping from them a few times, when I got home and laid out my pattern on the fabric, it didn’t fit, and I would measure it, and I could see the girls at Spotlight had cut my meterage short, by sometimes up to 10cm. 3cm – 10cm short in the meter! And, on EVERY purchase I made. (And this was before it was washed). Maybe if it happened just once it would be a case of dipsy salesgirl, but on EVERY purchase – this means deliberate sabotage. THEFT. I’m pretty sure one time when I went there, a girl from my class at fashion school some years before, was serving, I’m not 100% sure, only 99%. If it was her, this would be another occasion where Cathy Goldman has gone and got ‘dogs’ from my past, and put them in my path, just like this, and, they have stolen from me. Yet another instance, I’ve already talked yesterday about the fruit shop, and the girl Cathy got, who stole my eggs. What the hell is wrong with that stupid bitch? Seriously? she needs to get a life and fuck the hell off out of mine – YOU ARE NOT INVITED you stupid ignorant thief of woman. Her mother must have been a failure. Oh, and no one tells you, but when you’re in college, with your class – get the names of everyone in your class, write it down, we have cameras now, so get photos to go with names. In 30-40years, you might be thankful. Oh, one time in Spotlight, I ventured down into this corner section with the knits, and it was really dusty, so after picking up a roll, I could not help but sneeze, and it was sooo loud, I really could not believe it, not only the whole big store would have heard me, but the entire carpark and block outside too. Scream Sneeze. I kind of looked around to see a reaction from people, - and there was that short blond bimbo staring at me – the one who steals, so maybe it was her telling the spotlight staff to shortcheat me?? Who knows. Fuck off stupid short blond bimbo thief. btw, also when I went to spotlight, something sewing related would be stolen from my house while I was not there, like my glass bead fringing. Same as what they did when I went to Bunnings in Tamworth. And by the way, after I realised what was going on, the next time I went to Spotlight, there were no girls at the checkout - there was a young male serving (I have never seen the likes of a man at any checkout before ever!). So, it’s not like I put in any complaints about the ‘shortcheating me’. I didn’t even have a phone connected when I lived at Gunnedah. Do you see how the dogs operate; they are such pervert’s and such thieves to go along with their personality trait. Btw, just before that guy served me, he reached into his pocket, and did this kind of, ‘cowboy’ manoeuvre, to remove his scissors, alike drawing a gun from his belt with a little scissor twirl rotation!! Like how they did it in old American western movies! J Quite humorous, a nice change from thieving dogs from my past. Fuck of Cathy Goldman And, btw, since then, dealing with spotlight, I seem to often get girls now with ‘attitude’, so bitchy and annoying. Don’t blame me for your stupid stealing antics. But I did buy a rug from them last year, and honestly, it has been one of my all time favourite purchases! - such lovely colour, and functionality; being right near my bed on a wooden floor. Here is also a good spot to mention I’ve had major problems whenever I’ve gone into those other little sewing shops. You know the type, that sell sewing machines and haberdashery and sometimes fabric. They are like a dying breed now, I think. But I had monumental problems with the little bitches who work in these stores - like they refused to serve me, and were rude. It was blatant discrimination of some sort; at the times I had no idea why there were such bitches. I realised today why, and it was not the ‘ugly’ factor that I experience from little bimbos at the Dr’s, who cannot handle communicating and looking at such a person. But it was the ‘Dog network’ – and those girls knew, that I have other dogs who follow me wherever I go, and those dogs see what I see, so if I see any dodgy business practices, they could be closed down. Like another textile company I worked for, who used to put all their over purchased unwanted ugly fabric rolls in the factory spot, where it used to rain and flood, so every time it did, every few years or so, they would claim insurance on all those fabrics that they did not want any way – the business was later closed. You really should not scam insurance companies! So that’s why those little bitches tried to get rid of me whenever I go in such a store. I think, or it could be discrimination of some other sort? A birdy told me it was someone at Greenfields who was stalking me, trying to manipulate sales girls into not serving me?? Not sure what that was about? Or who, don’t know anyone at Greenfields. Dodgy girls. This is yet another example of how stupid women are, and how they have no idea how stupid they are. It reminds me of some of the cunts I have from Centrelink, or they say they are from Centrelink, who knows, if they really are, but they're just dogs who like to hound people who they think are cheating the welfare system, possible wannabe vigilantes. Some of those people are so evil, their whole existence is just complete antagonism, disrespect and to be a mean bully. I'm pretty sure I've had one girl on my back for years now, until she finally realised she was in the wrong. – it takes them years to comprehend things sometimes. And so, she just stopped, I mean all of those years of torment and harassment from her, then stopped - no compensation for her evilness, no apologies. Just “oh whoops” - just like a stupid bimbo. But, you know, that was her “excuse” to be a bully. She was looking for a reason to bully someone, so she just made up in her head “oh she’s a welfare cheat”. This is what I find so many women do in life; they come up with excuses in their stupid little heads of why they should be a bully. Like “oh well she's on her own, so she's asking for it”, or “she smells, so she's asking for it”, or “she's a possible shop lifter, so she's asking for it” – or the most common bimbo one of them all “oh well, we are trying to teach her a lesson”. They seem to come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons to be a bully and go power tripping, like, they have no control in their life unless they are being a bully - THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY. Furthermore, I said above so many women do it, but really, it's pretty much every single woman I encounter, is like a specific female dysfunctional problem, some men do it, but not all. Whereas all women do it. Well it certainly feels like ALL of them, because there’s been so many, and they often work in packs, like dogs. Bimbo related; this was why women did not have the right to vote for so long. And somethings still have not changed. One time, back in 2017 or so, I saw on the news that one person had wanted to “herd” all the bimbo girls, to ‘exert’ their will and control over them (whether this was male or female “herder”, it was not disclosed. I suspect it was female). But they managed to get a whole bunch of women, young girls, into a big hall, it was like a community hall, and then furthermore, they got all the girls to take off all their clothes, and then they were left there, by the “herder” for them to come to their senses! And so, the camera showed all these girls running out of the community hall, screaming, without any clothes on! Lol. You know it amazes me how this issue is not talked about in schools; women need to be told about “sleeping beauty phenomenon”. How they need to be woken up, to be aware, and why people don't like to talk about it and to wake them up: so they can be easily manipulated like those naked little stupid girls. The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) 24. Dorm Snoring Story I have written on my blog, about how I used to be a fussy eater, I was very petite. And well naturally petite, my mother was petite, but then due to a series of events, I increased my appetite, and put on weight, and I guess it was kind of rapid weight gain. Now, a part of being petite, was having slim air and lung passage ways. So, the extra weight around my face, and throat meant, that I started to snore. And it wasn’t like I was at home in my own room, I was at boarding school sharing a dorm with 3 other girls, and I would frequently wake up to a whole collection of shoes around my bed, as the other girls in frustration threw shoes at me, to try and get some sleep! I actually wasn’t aware of this at all and would just wake up wondering why I was surrounded by shoes! It wasn’t till one of the girls got her friends to sneak in one night and listen to me, who woke me up with their giggling, when I could hear the snore, as I woke up. So, I intern told my parents about this situation, my parents took me off to a doctor, and the doctor said that I had to remove my tonsils, then the snoring would stop. So, I did, I went off to the hospital, had that painful operation, and no more snoring. Problem solved. {well actually no more snoring for some time, but when I started to put on more weight in my 40s, the snoring again continued - however as I do not share my bed with anyone, it is not a problem.} - but oh that cup of coffee in the morning is good to soothe my dry throat. And I would just like to add, the girl that mostly threw all the shoes, and went and got her friends to acknowledge the fact that I was snoring, was a lovely girl by the name of Anne, and I know how annoying and frustrating it is to be woken up during the night. Sidebar; one weekend I was going home (we got two weekend outings per term) and on the previous outing, I had met some friends of mums, the Beggs, who were starting a snail business, is in, escargot for the restaurant trade. I told Mrs Begg, in Armidale at our school garden, there were heaps of big fat snails, I said I would collect some if they wished, and they thought this was brilliant. So, on the night before I was due home, I had a whole ice cream container full of fatty snails, on the bedside table, but, during the night, the snails escaped! And they ventured all over to Anne’s side of the dorm Lol!! (The Beggs later had a successful business and were starred on that good food show on SBS) 25. Daily Glistening Rain Drop Spectacle I have a memory when I was, maybe 13 or 14, it was when my bedroom was outside of the main house, a kind of lean-to addition. It was a great bedroom, there were 3 windows looking into the garden. It was holidays, I was home on holidays, I remember lying awake each morning, over a period of possibly 2 to 3 weeks, and every morning I awoke to see raindrops sparkling in the morning sun on the huge melaleuca outside. It was slightly freak weather; we had a little bit of rain every night, and I would get a kick out of seeing this glistening spectacle every morning. Every morning I would race to pull up the curtain to see if there had been rain again!! Actually, I used to ‘yearn’ for electric curtains, so I wouldn’t have to raise myself up, to pull the curtain. ClickClick, I wanted! Here I am 20 years later, and some genius has sold me an automated blind, all I had to do was plug it in, and hang it. Every morning now, I just have to press the button, Click! and suddenly I can see my beautiful fern collection on my back Veranda , with the morning sun coming through!! - you know it’s little things like this which make all the difference in life. Guess how much rain we had yesterday, 92mm! finally!! after four years of living in Queensland, and before that in Gunnedah with no rain since 2015 - finally, I get to experience normal rain and extreme humidity, with my dry towel on the Veranda now wet, just from the air. Hallelujah! 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 27. Reference from Robert Cull 2-2-05 "Bulga Station" Gunnedah, NSW,2380 Australia 02 67432225 Dear Sir, Miss Emily Bieman has been an excellent tenant for just over 4 years now. She was more than a suitable tenant, caring for the house and the gardens. And always paying the rent on time. Don't, hesitate to call me if you would like to speak further. Robert Cull 28. Small Responsibilities I have just noticed another little story that has been removed, stolen or deleted from my Blog and PC. It’s one where I talk about how responsible my dad was! So, I’m going to put it here again with more details. (Ha!) And by the way, I was kind of prompted to write this because, I came across a woman who, well, there was just some areas in her life that she completely neglected, and wasn’t responsible for at all, like keeping her end of a fire trail boundary line clear of obstacles….plus heaps other things. I put it down to the fact that her father must not have set an example or shown her, how to be responsible about certain things. I don’t believe she had an irresponsible father, but perhaps he was busy and wasn’t around often enough to show by example or teach her these things. So, I guess what I mean by that, if you’re going to be a father - you have to be a father, you can’t just check in every once in a while, you need to put time and effort into it, and “hang out” with the kids. And just know your kids are watching EVERY MOVE YOU MAKE. It’s just as important a job as your career is. If you think your career is more important, you ought not have had kids. You FAILED life. So, some of the things that dad did, to show us {subconsciously} how to be responsible were; Driving slowly and carefully – he never speed’d, not even a little bit when the lights changed (I have had to rewrite that 3 times now!). He really didn’t. Being respectful, polite and friendly to strangers, council workers, everyone he encounted infact. Ensuring any outdoor activity with the kids, like collecting firewood in the trailer, or camping, or Barbequing; that all safety rules were followed, and there was no mess left. Making sure none of the kids left their bikes outside at night, or any other toys and games for that matter. I should mention discipline here. On my “Good parents” story, I say to use money to discipline; that is, give your kids pocket money/ allowance, so they can buy whatever they want every now and then. Then use withholding money to discipline, as it's more effective than spanking or grounding or anything else in fact. So dad didn't really have to discipline us (because we were good kids), but I mean, getting us to pick up our bikes for instance, he would just keep asking us until we did it without him having to ask, so he would just keep kind of raising his tone up every time they were left out, to make sure we understood that he was serious, and well, to remind us, as that was something a child forgets. Eventually we all understood, all we have to put our bikes and stuff away, and so did without being told. So just a matter of persistent verbal communication. Dad would and certainly never did any physical abuse (physical punishment); any man who would strike a child or a partner should not have a family, they're not deserved, and they have mental problems. They ought to have put the time and work in before the child was old enough to be naughty. I believe parents who don't get the discipline part right, they raise kids who develop all sorts of kinky sexual problems, hence why there is a market need for dominatrix prostitutes. A whole sex industry evolved due to bad parenting. (Actually I wrote about this at Gin Gin, and the story is missing, stolen, must be hitting the nail on the head). Kids not raised right also developed stealing problems, like the reason I have people stealing from me is because they have had hopeless bimbo parents – the damage lasts their whole life. I have had so much theft from my house (and harassment), I can’t begin to tell you how satisfying it would be to catch a stupid dog red-handed, and blow her/his fucking head off right then and there; it would be beyond cathartic. and would end a 30 year period of petty theft and harassment. SO, I want to make a distinction here between “punishing” someone for doing these things, and what I said “putting a bullet through their head” there's a difference. It's all or nothing with me. I'm not going to fulfil your sickness, just because you've been raised badly; I'm not going to give you what you want. It's weird how they still persist – waiting to be punished. I guess that thief will have to blame my parents for getting it right. I also believe there are girls out there who heard my quite severe stance on such people, and have implied “well, you can't do that, because you don't want to go to prison for murder”, so, then they send me certain types, and “take your frustrations out on him”! So, girls, NO, stop doing that, try doing something about the stealing instead. Besides, just ranting on a blog how you want to blow some strangers head off, is COMPLELELTY different, than doing it. Bravado and innuendo are essential in life in showing someone how you feel. CLEAR COMMUNICATION. { I note if I say “I want to kill that stupid bimbo girl for stealing from me”, I get a completely different reaction from certain dog types, than if I say “I want to kill that arsehole boy for stealing from me” – like there is discrimination amongst the “stupids”, as in ‘you can’t say that about a girl – girls are sweet and innocent’. Stupid assumption! So, possibly gay women in the police, dog type personalities who would say such remarks? Or non thinking media people? People who take things literally, and can't see the context, the big picture, the tone of my blog… computer nerds who are ‘on the spectrum’? So, this is now a thing, since I kicked up such a stink about being BAN, so much so, in fact, they do fake new stories: that shooting at Bondi, total fake story, and it's all about “we could've prevented it by seeing someone's blog, and if there was an implication that they were going to shoot their head off, then we could have imprisoned them before they do, and then the shooting wouldn't happen - and we would have saved all the girls and children….” So that whole news story was bullshit, with actors. They're trying to save themselves because they can't read the situation. Anyway, my blog is really not about exposing stupid media people and stupid anti privacy police, with fake news stories (there’s been HEAPS). My blog is about stopping the people who steal from me and harass me. I don't want to carry the whole weight of the whole world on my shoulders thanks very much, (even though I can see my blog has made a huge impact on the way of the world, for the better). Truth telling works. {I won’t way in on the debate about parents abusing their kids with “puberty blockers” – that is: raising them in a manner where they learn never to grow up, as its easier for the parent to have ‘control’, if their child remains a child.} Also I've had girls come up with some weird ideas about my father, so they blame him for the fact that I'm single and not married - which is not exactly true at all -if you read my whole blog, you may understand this for yourself. But aside, he was not a “punisher” type person. Remember, I was raised by healthy parents. Weird how so many parents are not healthy, and fail the whole ‘child raising’ thing. SO MANY. Dad would always keep the garden tidy, including the verge outside. When we moved from the farm into town he would also clean up the litter outside our house; we had a little laneway, called Little Barber Street. This little laneway was surrounded by our high hedge on one side, and the neighbours very tall vine covered fence on the other side, and so when certain people turned down this laneway (like other kids), well, it kind of feels private for them, and secret. So those people take this as a sign to litter, because they don’t think anybody is watching. Dad would spend hours out there every year, for 40 or so years, picking up little pieces of rubbish; bottle caps, chip packets, cigarette buts, infact the whole of the service station down the road, confectionery department, would’ve been scattered outside our house at one point or another. Although, I tell you, if I was the homeowner, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t want to pick up all that rubbish constantly from outside my house. What I would do, is make a big huge sign, so that they couldn’t miss it when they turned into the lane, it would have a huge big beautiful eye on it (sexy) maybe with the words “I’m watching you right now” or something like that. I am pretty sure that would work, subconsciously. Here is a good spot to mention the rubbish in my new town; littering! Certainly, in Gunnedah, there was no major litter on the streets, I mean small amounts scattered here and there, but here in Sarina, there is bucket loads of rubbish, the canal near the mall is full of rubbish – it’s disgusting. People leave the shopping mall, and must toss packaging out the window. IDIOTS. I've noted there are a lot of islanders in Sarina, so I put it down to Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders with no discipline, and who have overbred on their beautiful island, so now come over to Queensland looking for work - many in this particular town – they just litter away, in nonthinking absurdness. Plus, they also do not know how to drive properly. Bad drivers in Sarina, in fact of all the places I've ever driven around; Sydney, Gunnedah, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Tamworth, Central coast, all over the place, I have never encountered such bad drivers like they are in Sarina; no signals, wrong signals, red light ignore–ance, not looking, driving out in front of other vehicles, breaking suddenly - oh man, so many problems. I can't believe how bad the drivers are in Sarina. Not sure if they are all Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders? But there does appear to be an overload of kids on the street, Islanders. Over breeding a problem. I think one of them in a hoodie tried to sell me drugs at the intersection just after leaving woollies one evening. I ignored the parent’s dog body. His parents have failed. Having said that above about the ‘littering Islanders with no discipline’, I have since been up at 6 o'clock in the morning several times, and several times now have witnessed the local garbage trucks on garbage morning, they drive from bin to bin, and if there is some distance in between, then they get a little speed up, and the wind picks up the lightweight rubbish from inside the truck, and blows it out onto the roadside. When I witnessed this, it wasn't just like one or two pieces of rubbish, it was more like one or two pieces of rubbish every second! So, this would definitely account for the extreme amounts of rubbish on the side of the road here. (Poor Islanders with no discipline, sorry bout that!) I have put in a complaint to Council about this (after I did, an item of mine was stolen from my car, it could be related; Council garbage men don't like receiving complaints)? And nothing was done about the littering trucks, they still litter all along the side edge of the road. Then the council mower men mow the litter into many 1000’s of small pieces. Stupid. Here is a good spot to mention; only a non thinking selfish twit would purchase balloons! With all the information we know about plastics, and the problems balloons can cause with wildlife, you would have to be stupid to purchase balloons. Many are made from polychloroprene, metallized plastic or a nylon fabric. I have since learnt some balloons are made from rubber or latex, which do eventually biodegrade, like many years, but so still don’t purchase. If you must buy balloons, make sure they’re latex. Marketing dogs: stop marketing them. Stop making them. And, I should mention the rubbish pile at Freshwater Point; in a little nook off the road, in the mangroves, maybe a fishing spot, I saw a metre high pile of ash and pollution. It absolutely stank of toxic chemicals. It was so disgusting. I can’t believe how moronic people are, putting in plastics, and God knows what else, into a bonfire. It most likely is a teenager hang out spot. There seems to be a need for education in the rubbish and recycling area, and pretty much in all nature related areas, in schools. 29. Dim women don't know that you have to do right by people It astounds me how people (women in particular) don’t know that you have to do the right thing by people, all the time. You have to be on guard to do the right thing. If you don’t, the guilt will drive you nuts! I have people who have done wrong by me 20 years ago, and are still following me around trying to fix it -there’re such idiots. (Seems, so often those perpetrators are always the ‘dim’ ones). So, I thought it worth mentioning here; try doing the right thing by people, don’t screw them over, so YOU can be happy and free. 30. Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Doctor Receptionists According to Google this girl is Lisa Sutherland from Gunnedah (no cameras back then). Lisa Sutherland is one of the stalking bimbo receptionists who are a part of the mental health industry - witches of Salem group. Their bimbo motive is “We are going to teach you a lesson” They are a group of bimbo women who target women who they don’t like or do not know (perhaps do not like their hair), and tell anyone who asks, in this case, she wrote a doctor’s report, on behalf of the doctor, but decided to deviate from what the doctor and I discussed, to, her own personal opinions with me, formed at reception, stating that I was “agitated with mental health problems”. (Yes, she really did that). Thus some 6 years later, creating a whole heap of problems for me with the stupid Gin Gin police. When really, she was just being a vindictive stupid lying bitch, refusing to give me a doctor’s appointment because she discriminates - exactly the same situation as the Witches of Salem over in America, all of those years ago who had people, other women they didn’t like, burned at the stake. It is exactly the same. The stupid police and the stupid mental health workers fall for it Hook, Line and Sinker, not only that, they encourage stupid little bimbos like that receptionist. Good little doggy. {Also, this receptionists reminds me of the one who refused to give my mother an appointment some 30 years prior, in Gunnedah, when newborn brother Tomas was dying of a rare rib deformation – it’s like they have not changed a bit – fucking STUPID receptionists. You know as a receptionists, all you have to do is make the appointment, that’s it – YOU DO NOT GET TO DECIDE IF THE PERSON NEEDS AN APPOINTMENT OR NOT – you stupid control freak retarded little girls.} Am I surrounded by morons, yes, I am. Burn in hell yourselves. Actually, someone ought to wright a book then movie, to bring this issue to a forefront – A Modern version of “The Witches of Salem”, with the now, the witches being the female dominated health and mental health industry, wanting to declare women they don’t like or do not know, mentally ill, and wanting to put them in mental health treatments. I can assure it is a huge oppressive problem today. (Read my whole story on my blog, re page Life Stories, down the bottom with the medical stories.) Worse too, what I'm noticing there are people out there who are being kind of brainwashed by these people "oh yes I do have this problem, I am slightly mentally unstable in this area, and yes you're so right I do need that medication for that"! Even really smart people get brainwashed by these manipulators; they target wealthy people who can spend money on expensive drugs – men too. THE REASON THOSE DOGS do this bad behaviour is because no one ever calls them up on it – every single bloody Dr’s receptionists should read this. And, FYI, if there is a range from 1 to 10 to explain peoples level of anger, 1 being low to 10 being EXTREME. If you saw me when I’m angry, I would fall in at number 1, and so on this day in question, I was at no 1 - so most people would have no problems AT ALL in dealing with a number 1 angry person. The reason why she was so ‘shocked’, I suspect {if it wasn’t because she been manipulated by the blonde stalking bimbo from Chatswood - I have mentioned her on my blog too}, but, is because I’m not pretty, and she was looking at my face as I was talking, and it was so far removed from hers and her young friends, that she was literally offended by it, so much so, that she went ahead in her report. STUPID BLONDE BIMBO. Why she was writing a report in the first place – lazy Drs??) created all of these problems for me. So, in fact, OTHER WAY AROUND - she is the one with extreme mental health problems. FUCK OFF. I should add, it was not just 1 receptionists who had issues with me, it was pretty much all of them: just before I moved from Gunnedah, there was one bloody bimbo (this one wasn’t a blonde) I was trying to get an appointment to see the resident podiatrist about my foot, and she implies that because she recognised my name, Bieman, and knew my little brother, Thomas, she said she’ll give me an appointment, no problems. Now, you think I would be grateful upon hearing this - but I am not grateful in the least. I can’t believe this stupid woman had the audacity to only give an appointment to me because she knew my brother, thus knew where I “fit” in society. I was thoroughly disgusted: You have to give appointments to everyone, no matter who they are. I mean maybe they are having a problem with tourists getting free bulk billed dr appointments with friends cards?? Possibly? Maybe there needs to be improved id for Australians. {probably does as I think some girl stole my drs Xray to get pension – she did it in cahoots with Dr receptionists and nurses}. But I think more likely in this case she was being discriminative…. Although there is a problem with tourists stealing in this country. Life Stories P8 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8(this) , LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

women are completely different around men, they suddenly adopt this, you know, totally sweet eyelash battering persona, whereas on my own, with no men to watch them - revolting vulgar thieving bitches spare page - still to organize and edit Blog insert Actually, I will put that story here too, in 2001, I was heavily getting into creating my garden, and one day I was shovelling some horse manure out of the trailer that my sister and I had just collected from the race track (not that my sister actually contributed to any of the work involved! she was the driver and the watcher!) So, all of a sudden when I was shovelling, my back kind of just went twinge, and was painful. I didn't understand what was happening and just kept shovelling till it was all done (whoops). The next day or maybe just a bit later later I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now) So I was in an extreme amount of pain, my whole right leg swelled up considerably (or was it left?). All I had was some Mersyndol that my aunt had given me for when I had my wisdom teeth removed (which looking back I probably shouldn't of had removed as they weren't causing me any problems), so I kept taking these waiting for them to work, but after 10 tablets there was no difference, that pain medication was pointless (it was from 1991, so maybe expired?) so, I wasn't sure what to do, it was more than typical pain and bruise that one encounters in day to day life. So, I called dad and dad said he would come out and take me to the hospital. Now it was the wee hours of the morning by then, (tired and ugly) {not angry}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain and I took Mersyndol, - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) I didn't know that this is what they thought, so what they did was give me some medication {which I thought would help with the pain}, but instead, it was one of those vomiting medications, and so I spent the next few hours vomiting every 15 minutes. So, the pain in my back and leg was now topped with this having to get up every 15 minutes (I did not know they gave me this medication – if I had of known, I would have got a bucket – fucking stupid dogs). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Honestly looking back on it now, I can't begin to describe how angry I am about this cruel stupidity on behalf of Gunnedah hospital. All of the people involved in this situation need a bullet to your ear. Fuck you all. What do you always believe the stupid bitch dogs in their gossip: How many times do I have to say it NOT ON DRUGS and I'm PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY you fucking idiots. So, the following 3 mnths I could not walk, luckily the rental had wooden floorboards so I could just sit on my office chair and glide myself around. I couldn't even put my foot in my shoe, my leg was still huge. So, one of Penny’s friend eventually mentioned to me, just by chance one day, when penny was not there, ‘that doctor I saw at the hospital was two days away from retirement, I should see someone else’ (Like, on my blog, I have mentioned the stupid receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refuse to give me appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those fucking idiots. So, in those 3mnths I saved up a little money and went and saw a masseuse, I had 4 sessions, she kind of helped but not really, there's only so much a masseuse can do it with sciatica – not that she admitted as such, she was happy to take my money. I was still young and not aware I should have gone to a chiropractor. But eventually I could walk and it wasn't that painful anymore. I ended up leaving the farm and went down to Melbourne RMIT, when I was there I saw a chiropractor (not the ones at RMIT chiro school {I wrote a whole story about those stupid twits – probably from Gunnedah hospital}. So this guy gave me an adjustment and it was kind of an instant relief. I was much better after that. So at no point did anyone ever tell me I had sciatica. Eventually, years later just from hearing about what sciatic is, I realised “oh that's what I had”. I mean thank goodness we have YouTube now. The doctors, nurses and receptionists in Australia are blonde stupids. So, from time to time, I got a saw back, but then I got my pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately if I put my back out, and lie down perfectly straight on flat surface, and just wait, about 15 minutes, the disc that slipped out will go back in, and all will be fine again, no pain down the leg no swelling. I still maintain that this back issue was not related to scoliosis, but some people reckon scoliosis is from muscle weakness, and some people reckon sciatica is from muscle weakness too. But after all my gardening I would have quite substantial muscles in my back. They think apparently the muscles have to be strong enough to keep the discs in place. So, I'm not an expert but I know that there are people out there now thinking that that's not entirely true. They're still figuring it out as far as I can tell. Btw, I reckon that Doctor who they told me was two days away from retirement, would've had nothing to do with the situation, it would've been all stupid little girls who believe gossipy rumours that I'm on drugs and have mental problems. I can't believe what a witch hunt this whole area is, and how stupid women are. I will never see a female doctor ever, they use useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity. 2025 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award J December 2025 Beethoven for demanding extra keys with higher notes to be added to the piano November 2025 People improving construction; well done Lennartz of Germany for first producing carbide-tipped circular, cermet-carbide circular and saw blades. Then the thin-kerf, disposable cermet-tipped circular saws by the japaneses Kanefusa and Tenryu. Plus Horst Doepcke and Arno Willemeit for the "Braunschweig geometry" for carbide teeth. October 2025 John llham; genius small businessman from Melbourne; single-handedly came up with a better way than Telstra to make mobile phones available for everyone. Telstra are indebt to him. September 2025 John Dunsworth, dad of dare I say it, 10 kids, but then making sure he gave each of those 10 kids, a plot of land to build their home!! August 2025 George Cadbury not just for his chocolate, but for his ethics; he was a true hero. July 2025 Mary Anderson for inventing the windscreenwiper and not getting any credit for it June 2025 Ghostnet removers - retrieve the nets that disgusting, careless, non-thinking fisherman discard into the ocean which kills hundreds if not thousands of fish in a cruel manner. May 2025 All the numerous coconut waste utilizers; so many ways to reuse the waste fibre. April 2025 Geraldine Anderson or is it Jerry Jensen - there seems to be some misinformation out there, but I am referring to the woman who brought about ‘court enforcement’ for child support after a divorce. March 2025 Phil McCrory for observing hair/fur absorbs oil in water, better than anything, and went into partner with Lisa Gautier to create mats to soak up hopeless BP tanker oil spills. February 2025 Woollies del driver couldn't get truck up drive in the rain, instead of calling me, this guy unpacked my groceries and carried them up the 600m hill driveway for me. January 2025 Brian Hart (Bike Index), recovered $30 million worth of stolen bikes - what a lege

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs, when I realized I was being targeted by same people. So, there are heaps of items not written down. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would always be stolen too. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, especially after about the 200-300th item, and, because, "how dare someone steal from me!" And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in, all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all - and that's just on paper! I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. I would like to say, it is completely dysfunctional to be so scared of an angry woman. And so, I’ve had to rewrite and reword some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho. But I did want to really portray how angry I was, and still am, and how much of the thief’s dysfunction, was passed across to me, in my now new attitude of "everyone can go fuck themselves". Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken, and I’ll not forget nor forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. 1. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates fro m my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The next Bunnings one, was one that I had written before I realized their game of trying to get me to steal, so they could have something over me, and feel justified in their thievery - and before I realized about the thief and harrasser's, my friends sister from school / Gunnedah, Rachael Wainbergs older sister (can't recall her name, but she changed it to Cate Rogers). So, I have not deleted this old one, even though the updated one was on my About page, because, I want to portray exactly what a long and tedious ordeal it has been trying to figure out who is stealing from me and why. And HA HA HA you loose, as I am not, nor ever have been a shoplifter - YOU BIMBO MORONS ha ha ha aha ahaha ha ha ha hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahha! Actually I think this situation has more to do with the perpatrators being "sluts" or really being made to feel like one, when they compare themselves to someone is who is celebate. They are totally nuts - there is certainly nothing wrong with being 'indiscriminate' in the lonely long night of life, if that's what you want. 2. Bunnings Hardware Network of Female Thieves - Story before I realized about their Evil Entrapment Plan Here is my retailers stealing from me story: (before I thought it was because of that pin – it has been a long and stressful process of determining who is stealing from me) Retailer stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice} But I literally mean following me home and stealing from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house, when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first, I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me, as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen, they know when I go to their store, my house is empty, so that they can just call someone and send them in to the house to steal (they have many connections) – they turn the power off first so my CCTV does not catch them. I come home, clocks are flashing and something, usually 1 item of no real monetary value has been taken. And there was very suspicious and dodgy staff would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, sometimes they would do jokes, sometimes they would a plot traps to try and piss me off so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos, over a 10 year period, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10 year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (Btw, I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dog, one of them was kind of butch looking (not gay) and had a blonde piggy tail – the blonde piggytail bit was stolen - BLONDE PIGGY TAIL) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Having said, that I’ve recently noticed and looking back over the years as well, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers. I will go so far as to ALL. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless because they just turn the power off, but now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or having a shower, cameras have to be on. As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country, anyway I recommend not having kids. Of course, I never set foot in Bunnings, but unfortunately the girl at the local hardware here steals from me too – a general hardware problem, I only shop online now – of course they try to steal my mail, currently working on that (was banned from the local Post office as a result of trying to do something about it - thieves) and I am pretty sure, online retailers have started stealing from me too – copycats. 0h, that skinny girl with brown hair and freckles, could be Charlotte Powel, apparently, she was a bully at NEGS – what a stupid dog, she is going to be in major karmic dept to me. (Plus, she has ties to my neighbours the Carters – bullies) Of course, I suspect my neighbours have something to do with it, I know they did when I was living at Rangari, Heath Barwick and Emma Finlayson. (Heath used to steal from my brother when they were at school, his friend!!) And my new neighbours David Hooker, he built this house, he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a total dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see what a bloody dodgy job he did, there are holes everywhere, and I concur with my landlord, she should not have paid him any final sum. Why he has to take out his annoyance with her on me, tells you a lot about this person - idiot. And I suspect he or Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as either Andrew or David part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. No conviction. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupide people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal, I strongly suspect he, that whole family (his daughter and son-in-law, who live there are stealing from me (I would say the wife has no idea) btw, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. Infact this is so true, I know I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! 3. White Seedless Grape vine Stolen by Bimbo Ideas Girl This was stolen by some unknown girl who gave me the idea of doing some grape cuttings to sell, which I thought was a good idea, so I did. And this stupid dog of a girl thought she then had the right to steal one of them, because it was her idea. HEY bimbo, you do not have the right to steal my plant or anything of mine. If you want to discuss the situation with me, I am all ears, farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com I’m guessing this particular girl who latches onto people mainly to steal their thoughts and ideas, because she doesn’t usually have any thoughts or ideas of her own, so she has finally come up with a good idea, and she’s been so pleased with herself, as it so rarely happens, that she has stolen my grape as proof to herself! (it could have been a politician, or a politician trying to save the bimbo woman.) She just hasn’t figured out that if she wants a grape plant, she actually has to purchase it, or be gifted it - she can’t just steal it. Also, by the way, I have had quite a few plants taken from my shade house just like that grape, including at each new location I have lived. Plus, when I did my TAFE horticulture course at the Gunnedah TAFE, several plants were stolen out of the TAFE Gardens. I recall planting a couple of spare plants I had there, along the sidewalk, then returning the next day to see them ‘disappeared’. It seems plant theft is big amongst bimbo women. Wakey Wakey Women – your are meant to be responsible enough to earn equal pay, this shows me you ARE STILL NOT WORTHY OF EQUAL PAY. 4. Car Jack Stolen out of my Car when parked at Mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to D ecorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots? but I’m pretty sure my letter would have got tossed out. So, for my current situation now, I make no apologies, except, as I mentioned, I’ve been handicapped in my foot, and I know it was done deliberately, possible, because I said the word fucking idiot – to myself about some fucking idiot. So, I expect to be compensated for it! I still have not been, still can’t walk for longer than 20 minutes, and have been refused Disability 3 times. 5. Ariat (stamped) Shoe Brush, (used), Stolen out of my Shoe Kit at Rangari 2017 (Can you believe those jealous bimbos) Stolen from house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW, 2017 aprox (Similar to this one , only nicer, my money is on Peter Longs daughter, no CONVICTIONs) Btw, the brush came with this bag, but they did not take the bag, they must have missed it ha ha. Also, much later, a “little birdie”, whispered to me; people steal my good quality items, particularly any designer brands, because of Robert Cull. Now, Robert Cull was a landlord of mine at Bulga farm, for 4 years. Shortly before I moved there, he himself had only just moved into the large farm homestead with his new wife; as he just inherited it. Bulga Station, as it’s known, is a huge farm in Gunnedah, one of the biggest and one of the best soil. Now before that, Robert was living in my same rental house there, opposite the homestead, before I moved in. And it was fairly unkept, typical of a single man. I made the simple observation, that this guy, had probably just been bumming around doing odd jobs here and there, farm hand stuff, all his life, and then suddenly, he inherits a multimillion-dollar business / career, with large house and wife to boot. So, I didn’t say anything about my observations, just wondering exactly how deserved of a person was he, for this fantastic win-fall - not that I didn’t like him or we clashed in anyway, in fact out of all my landlords, they both, probably were the most ‘normal’ and healthy ones, that I’ve had. But I kept my personal opinions to myself, however, I suspect someone (as in, a not very savvy dog personality), got wind of my thoughts, and, thought that I was implying, perhaps, that Robert is not deserved of such a win-fall, and so then this person has decided to “play sides”, (just like a STUPID DOG would, I have to repeat that - this is EXACTLY what DOGS do, they take some minor passing thought, and turn it into something untrue. DOGS are the most stupid creatures in this country, you cannot trust them, ever.). Anyway, and so they have proceeded to steal anything of good quality or is a designer brand, of mine, implying that I am the one not deserved of any good quality items – read my story called “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”. So, I am thinking possibly it was his kids? They were both young, and as I recall the older one was quite disrespectful (in the, ‘not very well bred’, kind of way). Maybe they heard my observations and decided to hold a grudge against me (as stupid young gung-ho men do? And the whole thing has escalated out of control with every stupid blonde hoping on the band wagon - The Big Jelly Baby Scam. Btw, the brush came free with the shoes – I did not inherit such a win-fall! I just believe in the importance of proper foot wear, possibly another reason why they attacked my work boots with the hole, infact the more I think about that, the more it must be true, as Peter Long had major issues in regards to money and designer brands / good food, such as I had - (read my Tyre Sabotage Story). If you talk to someone long enough, eventually they give themselves away. “who do you think you are with all those Berries and Fruit tree plants” {I note as I am older, with my foot widening and developing a higher top arch, Ariat only slightly offers such a new fit, with their ‘c size’ being a wider fit), but really, they do not make shoes for an older foot, they prefer young and still ‘streamline’ beautiful.}. You know that whole town as gone to the dogs - and I bet that whole extended Long family is the reason. 6. Swimming Goggles - Stolen from Car whilst Parked at Gunnedah Pool I have a goggle story, but first, by the way, the owner of the pool Mrs Struan, I knew, as I would often accompany mum up to the pool every morning for laps - mum was up at the pool every morning, rain hail or shine, for at least 25 years, so Mrs Struan knew mum very well, she attended mum’s funeral later on. I just wanted to mention that because I know it will totally vex the STUPID girl who stole MY goggles – the stupid narcissistic blonde bimbo who was trying to teach me a lesson of how and where to park – YOU STUPID LITTLE DOG. (I am trying to vex her out of my life - if she knows what’s good for her – stupid. Just unbelievable – who the hell does she think she is? Get off my back YOU STUPID 2ND BORN.) 2ND wild guess. Anyway, I considered myself lucky to have goggles, it makes it much easier if you’ve got goggles, you don’t have to constantly wipe your eyes, and chlorine or salt doesn’t get in your eyes. I do recall a time in my youth when I did a lot of swimming, and mum refused to buy me goggles, I guess she was sticking to her budget with four kids and single income, even though I was pestering and pestering her. Later that year was our swimming carnival, it was a year six, and I (without goggles) managed to win Senior Girl Champion, and I got a big trophy - so it was only after I did that, she finally purchased some goggles!! (Btw my eyes were watering like mad in the final heats of the day, someone asked me if I was crying, as I was hurrying from one race to the next!! Actually I think it was part from the chlorine, but also part from the stress of having to be called back race after race after race, with a lot of pressure, something I had not yet experienced in life. I’m thinking, maybe I was glad I didn’t have goggles, because I wasn’t entirely sure if it was 100% the chlorine, I knew I certainly wasn’t sad in anyway, even though there was certainly no pressure from mum to “win”, they were not those kinds of parents; I could see up to the picnic table, Prue must have told her about my winning streak, and she came down from her champagne picnic spot on the hill to support me!! - there was heaps of attention, all on me, and constant exertion, no time to “collect” my thoughts at all. Such happy memories!! Later when I returned to swimming after I built my 25m pool, I got so slim, and fit, and healthy – plus my shoulders squared up again, I had no back problems and I could use my pool as cold treatment too in winter (I fixed my sore hand that I had stabbed, then my toe that I had stubbed…. But I believe this major good health factor was something furthermore that would vex the dogs, (possibly the same one – pretty sure it would be), it would’ve really incensed the dogs, like “why aren’t you fat and overweight, like so many other poor women in your age who is not married or working in fulltime employment?”. Update 2026 Do you think it was Michelle? Or do you think it was a pathetic COWARD arshole who sent a blonde girl in to distract? LOSER. 7. 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. 8. N.E.G.S. related Theft - plank of hardwood stolen off veranda at Rangari, NSW near Gunnedah / Tamworth This was the first of about 12 pieces of timber stolen from me over a several year period. This is why they were stolen: Before I begin, I believe this dream was brought about from weeding in my garden at Rangari. I noticed as I was kneeling, weeding away, I would get really pissed off. I would have these really angry thoughts, and I stopped one day and thought why on earth am I so angry, all I’m doing here is weeding. It’s not that bad. And it would’ve been that night, when I had this dream; Just remembered a nightmare that I have had since school. About Anna Abbott, the then school principal, who starting using the prefects to arrange seating in Church, so that I would be across from her on one of the pews, that had those hardwood kneelers – to watch ‘face pulling’ whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling once for 11minutes. One day she brought her friend in to watch, that’s what the nightmare was about, the alarm bells must have gone off then in my head “who the hell is that, what she is doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me. If I had not remembered that dream, I would have gone my whole life not realizing what had happened every Sunday night and Wednesday morning for those 6yrs, and how women abuse children passive aggressively. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled the girl, then she gestured with her hand, a hand gesture to kneel. One sick bitch. Women really are non-thinking, and that expression ”smart as a whip, but no common-sense” - it’s really true. I did mention this before in my story “Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers”, but I did not mention all the stolen hardwood planks – someone else must have pieced together the correlation between kneeling / pain /weeding and that fucked school. You know, you have to let people know about it, or it will continue to happen. You especially have to talk about it with your kids, even if it’s embarrassing or shameful, you still have to say what can happen to you in life, what people are really like, otherwise it will happen to your kids - that’s how it works. A genetic generational thing. BTW, Little birdie told me it wasn’t Anna Abbott who started doing the kneeling thing, it was sheepdog Charlotte Powell, but everybody else saw Charlotte doing it, and everybody else chimed in, including Anna Abbott, so all of those girls should be $$^^$&^$&*&$%, as far as I’m concerned, it’s like bullying is encouraged in Australia, at schools. And by the way, Charlotte continues to bully after school, she must have no life at all. And a fucked mother. 9. Eucalyptus Microcorys - Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, and had ready seed capsules on it. It was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com, back then it was ebay). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has no interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. Also, I collected more of that particular tree seeds from the side of the road, as I was heading over to Tamworth early one morning. But while I was parked out front of the head office at Easters (big landscape shop in Tamworth), in Hume ST (a quiet out of the way street), a tall brunette man broke into my car and stole my gum seeds that I had just collected from Bulga rd, that morning. I did not see the man do it, I just saw a man behaving suspiciously before I entered the water feature shed nearby. I assume it was him. However, when I walked back over to the head office, the people there, about 5 girls, were behaving extraordinarily strange, I believe, because they saw the man break into my car while I was in their water feature shed. - ?? but DID NOT DO ANYTHING – HOPELESS BIMBOS? They either ‘aid and abetted’ him, or wanted to protect him. They are guilty dogs. (Also, the fibreglass trough I purchased from them, sprung a leak a few weeks later) This one was deleted, I had to rewrite. GULITY 10. 4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah I told the Gunnedah police about this, it’s a small country town, they could have done something about this, BUT THEY DIDN’T DO ANYTHING. They are bought and owned by the female mafia that run this country. I broke down on the Orange grove rd, just out of Gunnedah , between house no 2272 and 2111 Orange grove rd, Gunnedah (most likely number 2150 or close to it, it was dark). And the house numbers are still not listed on Google Maps for this road. I walked up to that house after the wheel nut or something came loose, the only one with lights on at 7pm or so, asked the guy who lived there for use of his phone, and phoned NRMA, they said they would get out there tomorrow and take it to Ivan, my mechanic. I had to pay him $250 then and there. I then phoned dad and arranged for a pick up back into town the following week to get the car back (I lived 30km out of town). I then asked the guy for a lift to my house, which was about another 2-3km down the rd, if that. Such problems if the car breaks down, especially in rural areas. The guy gave me a lift, (in his brand-new BMW – about a $80000 car). But suddenly half way to my place, he got the shits, as if the 2-3km was suddenly an eternity. I tried to reassure him, but I was not used to dealing with such a display of fluster from a man. Weirdo. We got there, I got my bag out of the back seat, I thanked him, he left. So, the next day, I believe my car was towed into the mechanics. I did not have a phone, so I just assumed it was sorted. But the following week when I went it to Ivans, I discovered that someone had gone to my car in those 6-7hrs before the NRMA turned up, and had stolen, not only the tyres, but all 4 wheels. Can you believe that? Moron thieves. So, the NRMA could not simply tow it, he had to arrange a special truck and crane. Now, in retrospect, I believe that the guy from that house (BMW driver) went back and stole the wheels, since he got the ‘shits’ half way. I also remembered something; (now I believe I had written this down, but I could not find it anywhere?). When I got my bag out of the back, it was easter time, so I had, in my bag a whole heap of easter eggs, I did not think too much about them, just grabbed the bag and got away from the weirdo tantrum thrower as politely as I could. But I think that little boy had seen my easter eggs, and because I did not give him one, that was the final straw in his LITTLE head, that triggered the wheel theft. Such a dysfunction – so undesirable. And btw, any woman who marries such a child – is a foolish moron too. I was used to dealing with a lot of Country farm folk, and people are usually friendly, and only too willing to help in a situation like this. So, this ‘child’ was something new to me. Since he was a BMW driver, I can only assume he was actually a city person pretending to be a farmer. Btw, driving this $80000 car, but his house was an absolute dive, - really – ‘shack like’. A strange priority. And actually – the alarm bells ring, possibly a deliberate sabotage to break down, and stop at this persons house with their fancy new car? Not sure why? He was very strange, and I remember the news was on when I turned up explaining my car situation to him, and it was like he was watching the news trying to see what to do from the news. He was really odd. But later when I was driving with dad somewhere, he also was behaving a little strangely, he something to me about the tyres which did not make any sense, it was actually like a zombie moment for him. Fuck off you dysfunctional morons. Also, around the same time, may have been before, I can’t quite remember; but my car started making a funny noise on that road home one day, and I had stopped to see what it was, something fell off near the wheel right as I was looking, I can’t quite remember if it was a wheel nut or what, but there happen to be someone driving past some farmer, and he stopped, and he saw the problem and fixed it. So that was good I thought, but I also thought at the time, mmm well how convenient that that guy was right there, just at the right time. It seems like a bit of a unlikely coincidence to me. So I’m thinking these two situations are related. Maybe there was two sabotage attacks on my car and someone had seen the “set up” and so sent that farmer out there specifically to help me, which he did, but I guess the second attack, nobody saw so the car broke down? Oh, I should add this to my tyre sabotage story, not 3 but 4, 5 times, plus my foot sabotage – seems to be so many retarded morons who are OBSESSED with me. What the hell is wrong with them? FUCK OFF. Do I need I stamped on my forehead? Stop putting YOUR dsyfunction on me. 11. Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined. it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh , a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven, heavenly bliss!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (I so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds too, they come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the path, they would’ve looked in and seen nothing because it was actually a really big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists. I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20s. – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, total retards, boys raised by stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad SHORT people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed the kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. You know when I moved back up to Gunnedah, after working 10 years, it was such a relief to be away from all those people harassing me, and just being general bullies in the workplace. It was really kind of unbearable. I think, most people just must be threatened by me, and act accordingly; I find them rude and disrespectful, it's like they were raised with no morals, just really different from how we were raised in the country and all of our friends. And it's strange that those people have no idea how unbearable they are, and how their way of living their life, could be greatly improved just with some mere values, ethics and morals. It's strange how they could think that they should inflict their dysfunction on other people. Anyway it was really so good to move to Rowan Leigh, it's just too bad that the leeches from Sydney (I bet they were radio music related: such thieves who work for radio stations JJJ) found me at Rowan Leigh. Imagine if I had never moved to Sydney, and had just moved to Rowan Leigh; how different my whole life onwards would’ve been, without those people harassing me and stealing from me? How better it would've been. But, I'm pretty sure I still would've enjoyed my solitude, even if I didn't have people harassing me, but I think the bullying and harassing is that what tips the scales for someone to live in solitude, it's just a simple reaction to an action of others, but with an extra ‘gratefulness’ of being able to be alone. 12. Engine Oil for my Mower – STOLEN 2006 I think this was stolen by the removalists who packed my furniture in Melbourne? (at considerable cost, I do not recommend opting for that kind of service). Also my 2L of Machine oil went missing, (the good type for sewing machines) – it may have been stolen by the Melbourne sewing machine mechanic who serviced my industrial sewing machine at my house, but had to come back as the needlebar fell out – so he may have had a grudge? I have discovered people are dodgy like that, even though it was his fault it fell out. Most people are passive aggressive like that – pathetic. My copper kettle was taken too, but I thought that was taken from a removalist box from 18 henry st, I had not unpacked this box when I moved back from Melbourne, but I think I saw it in there. Those removalists also left the entire contents of the garden shed behind, they just refused to pack it, and did not tell me that they were going to refuse to pack it – IDIOTS. The mower oil may have been stolen by my previous flatmate? Or, actually, maybe I got this mower oil mixed up with another lot of mower oil that was taken in 2016 from Rangari? Who cares. But it was that flatmate, Mat his name was, he did not have a surname, he suggested I go and see a Chiro after I told him about my back pain that I’d been suffering with for months and months, over a year and a half. I took his advice, as I had forgotten how good chiro’s were. When I saw the Chiro, he pretty much fixed it straight away, it was bloody amazing, and my flat mates advice, I’m pretty sure, was the most helpful thing that anyone has ever done for me (a helpful boy!). Before I found that Chiro, I visited the RMIT student chiropractic health centre in Melbourne - and oh my god! I’ve never encountered a bigger bunch of female bimbos in all my life. Do not ever see a female chiropractor - they have absolutely no idea. No idea. 13. STOLEN: My SINGLE TALL Dish Drawer from Fisher and Paykel, value $1200incl del They took whole thing including pine fascard (built in dishdrawer) Sneakily/legally stolen by the female dogs/ incahoots with NorthApp Tamworth, and the repair guy Bret at H&M Refrigeration Gunnedah, and F&P. I bet, older NEGS schoolgirls had something to do with it. They have not been convicted of this crime, as the police do not believe me, and or do not want to stir up any trouble, or bother to get to the truth of the crime, with all parties involved. 2 words SOCIAL MEDIA (actually, I put this up 2years ago, and nothing has happened, that business NorthApp Tamworth still operates, and the thieving dog who works there, still does -she will be stealing from other people now, as I am not there anymore.) This is an email I sent to Fisher and Paykel; To: customer.care@fisherpaykel.com Cc: Fisher & Paykel Senior Consultant Aimee Subject: Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7 Dear Fisher and Paykel, I have a complaint to make. I should’ve done this some years ago, and have instead left negative reviews, and posted images and comments online. As I was recently reading those, I decided that I should most definitely put in a complaint to you, as you are the ones that can actually do something about it. I purchased a dish drawer of yours (Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7), 3 years later it stopped working (IT LOCKED UP) (2016) I took it to Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, who were the closest authorised repairer to me (Still 1 ½ hrs drive away) That company are completely dishonest, and stole my dishdraw under the guise; they told me they couldn’t repair it unless I pay $1000, and they wouldn’t give me this quote unless I paid them $90 upfront for the cost of the quote, which I paid them. But then they refused to give me the $1000 quote in writing. I have since spoken to other repairers who have said there is no amount of work that needs to be done that would cost $1000 to repair on a $900 dishdraw. Confirming the obvious suspicions, I had. So, this company kept my broken dishdraw, as they knew I had no choice but to use them and pay the $1000, or throw it out, because they were the only repairers in the area. And to drive all the way over there would cost me another $85 in fuel. (Unemployed at the time, and in the meantime relocated to QLD). {I still fantasize about planning a bomb in their workplace}. The person I communicated with mainly by email, about the incident was a woman called Kelly Sleight from Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, their address is 17 Hawker Rd, Taminda NSW 2340, their phone number is (02) 67625105, email admin@Northapp.com.au {attention activists and terrorists, if your looking for a target – here is one}. By the way I have since found out what the problem on the dishdraw was. The problem had been the filter; it was sticking up slightly, as the plastic had warped, and the arm was banging against it for every load, and it caused a problem. (The draw refused to open and was locked shut due to a child lock, which could easily have been fixed too, they did not know about the child lock, or refused to advise me of this simple problem) they are thieves. So, I believe I just needed to replace the filter and possibly get a new rotor, which would’ve been about $200, and not $1000 +$90. So, this has been blatant theft on behalf of that appliance repairer – you might wish to know, I believe the person who worked at that repairer was the same girl who worked previously at a different repairer (now closed down) who used to steal from customers in the form of overcharging, so she could brag to people in the area, that she could get a free lunch. They’re bloody country hicks in Tamworth. Also, at the time your bimbo call centre girl said, “if that’s what Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs told you, then that would be correct.” NOT CORRECT you stupid bimbo call girl. (That girl I spoke too, may have been a dog that Telstra put me through to – a thieving dog, they work incahoots with Telstra.) I had to purchase a whole new dishdraw, on unemployments, it is the opposite of Robin Hood. Emily Bieman Btw, that call girl from F&P, also said the fault was because of the drain - it has to be raised higher than the unit, if not, it breaks. Well, some years later, I was using the replacement dishdraw that I had purchased on gumtree (bargain price of $250), not quite as good, but still better than doing it by hand! I noticed one day that the drain had fallen to lower than the unit, and had been that way for at least 2 years – and guess what – still working fine. So that would not have been the problem. I made a little youtube of that, see it in my playlist under my name - Emily Bieman 14. Gunnedah Council Roads and Traffic Department Talk about socially retarded. Those imbeciles would seek out good roads in the country, and if they don’t like who lived at the end of the road, (the farmer. Me), they would send out the council graders and put rocks all on the road, under the pretence of “we’re fixing the road”, they were basically destroying perfectly good roads, and people would have to spend hundreds of dollars on new mufflers or new petrol tanks because the underneath of the car would just get totally ripped up by these really badly graded roads. ”oh, I am not married, have no kids, no partner – what on earth will you do? How will you cope OH NO SOMEONE IS NOT CONRFORMING TO YOUR SOCIETAL RULES” Council: “oh we know, we will make her life difficult because she does not conform to OUR WAY OF LIFE – who does she think she is?” Gunnedah Council – YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOTS - stupid stupid stupid backwards retards. I also think it was related to my car – a little black Daewoo with a red ‘fire stripe’ waving down the whole side of the car. “Look at that, lets chase her, get her get her” – a lot of men – really stupid in this respect (or lack of it). Oooh, I remember my road at Rowan Leigh, the best country road ever, so even and soft, I literally glided along. I don’t think it ever had been graded ever, it was in pristine condition, a long narrow laneway leading up to the farm at the end of the road (dead end) it was sandy smoothness - so good coming home! I loved driving on that road, once I had 10 lorikeets fly with me, they were weaving/waving alongside/infront of my car, as I glided along, magic! Then the grader came out totally destroyed it, cost me hundreds in car repairs. So typical of bitch arsholes, wanting to destroy any type of happiness. You should’ve seen the road they did outside my place at Tulcumbah, a little later on after I moved from Rowan Leigh, to the Orange Grove Road - so bad, I actually took a photo of it at the time, there were just big rocks lying all over the road, and I sent the photo into Council (unfortunately I don’t have the photo any more, it was bad) the council said, it just happened to be a bad mix of gravel - but they didn’t offer to pay for another new muffler I had to get. And as you can see from the photo above, at next Rangari address, when the grader got to my driveway, he just left all the dirt in front of the driveway, so I couldn’t get across without having to move these great big wads of earth - they did it deliberately. They’re arseholes. Every place I moved to in Gunnedah, they would send arsholes out to my road to fuck it up. Retards, in charge of retards. Btw, I do not personally know anyone who works at Council. Nor did I ever complain to council about anything at that point, let alone bad roads; they just came and fucked them up of their own volition. I mean maybe that’s their retarded thinking; we don’t know you, but your single, so we’re going to mess up your road and make your life difficult, we don’t want any single girls happily driving along, we want them pissed off and broke. Just moronic council idiots. GET A BRAIN YOU DRONGOES. Evolve. Oh, just remembered; I used to take my rubbish to the tip when I started living at Rowan Leigh (no roadside garbage in Gunnedah except if you live in town – unlike QLD, there is roadside rubbish collection here EVERYWHERE, its brilliant, no interaction with tip people ever – except if you read my “Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON” re Sarina Tip, p4) There was a woman who worked at the drive-through section at the tip entrance, this person stopped all vehicles and took everybody’s money for rubbish dumping (which btw, I am very opposed to, dumping rubbish at the tip should be free to encourage farmers to dump their rubbish there, instead of burning it on their farms. HILLBILLY GUNNEDARIANS). Anyway, she would always dress in hot pink, she reminded me of the movie Grease, that scene where they put on the pink ladies jackets and say “we’re going to rule the school” - she’s just that kind of mentality/personality type. It was a little odd to see someone like that at the tip, because Gunnedah tip is known for employing males, and usually ones that are literally retarded in some way, not only in the literal sense, but in the socially retarded sense as well, and plus no woman really wants to work at the tip because it stinks. Anyway, whenever I went to the tip this girl was there, she always spoke to me in familiar way, I definitely didn’t know her, our conversations were always brief and amicable, I thought. But maybe she has something to do with sending out Council doofus boys to ruin the road? I’m not sure? There was definitely also someone who worked at the tip, who would get good things in for the tip shop, like I wasn’t sure whether that they were seeking stuff out from within the tip network across Australia, or whether the network of girls would pull their resources together to find items in Gunnedah, but basically, I could find whatever I wanted at the tip shop - whatever I needed, I could always find it at the tip shop for $5 - it was kind of brilliant, I mean good things like a good window or a front door, or an ice-cream maker, desks, chairs, paint, tile glue, tiles….. Since I’ve moved, I really miss that tip shop, (what a waste of a personal resource!), the local tip at Gin Gin didn’t really have that much although, I did find a couple of good mirrors ! There is no tip at all at my next location. And the tip shops at Bundaberg and Mackay are hopeless. If you read my blog, you’ll see I’ve had quite a few problems with driving into town, especially to Tamworth, with council roadworkers who stop my car, and if I don’t connect with these council workers, they steal from my vacant unattended home when I am in town that day. So, maybe she has something to do with that? I think she basically is the only person I’ve ever met who is associated with council, aside from the art council women who I met much later. (They cunts for sure). So ‘pink tip woman’ could be a total nutter for all I know, and fully obsessed with me, considering how many problems I’ve had with Council?? Especially since I don’t even pay rates or ever go there, as I rent. I’ve mentioned how I have women who are jealous of me and try to sabotage me. I mean maybe this could be one of them since she has to work at the tip, maybe she feels inadequate?? Although she always seemed quite happy and content when I spoke with her, she would have been paid a very good salary too. Maybe she was 4th born and thought everyone’s else’s life is better than hers? I mean I really didn’t pay too much attention to her except when I went to the tip and there she was in BRIGHT PINK always, I really have never thought about her ever since, until today, when I’m wondering who on earth is responsible for obsessive road destruction around my house and every house I lived at in Gunnedah - she could well be one of those obsessed bimbo dogs that I’ve been talking about - if that’s her. Then she totally needs psychiatric help. BTW, I talk about this in another story, but my foot was sabotaged deliberatley, and it is in the same manner as how these people fuck up my local roads that I drive on. It was an issue with Peter Long too, he put a ‘weapon’ under my tyre so I got a flat. So maybe it is an ‘old man’ thing, and not a ‘pink lady’ thing? There would be heaps of old men at council. All with issues about seeing a girl on her own being independent of them. You could see how I had to leave Gunnedah – they would have literally killed me if I had stayed any longer as an unmarried woman. Stupid mentality of country people. But they sent council workers out to Builyan, aswell as Colosseum on the days I travelled it. Those were definatly CUNT arranged. It would not surprise me if those “road workers” sent, are the ones stealing from me too. No road workers at Sarina, except after 16mnths, when I wrote about the fact it was so odd not to see road workers whenever I drove anywhere. (!) but so, there they were at my next trip into town; putting in new fancy ‘silent’ lane dividers. (Mackay Council). Also when they poisoned my trees here in the garden, they put in the same female road worker that I spoke to about NOT killing my trees, infront of me when I drove to town – so defiantly cunt related. Council Cunts. I think all councils in Australia are run by a big bully (greedy) network. Some people wonder why I am so pissed off. Oh Gee, I do wonder….s/ 15. Landlord Antics at Rangari (David and Brenda Heywood) {In Gunnedah, I had a monumental amount of knitting paraphernalia stolen, mainly fibre and my circular metal needles. Possibly because those needles are brilliant, and no-one in higgleberry Gunnedah has even heard of circular needles before, so but, when they see me using mine, they think ‘oh how cool’, and so just help themselves to my bag when I am not looking, or take from my house while I sleep at night, or when I am outside lawnmowing? I truly can’t believe how stupid women are; that they have this mentality - like they are two years old. Seriously, this is what a baby does, because the baby just doesn’t know any better they see they want they take. A 2yr old. By the time you reach adulthood you are beyond knowing better, yet these women in Gunnedah have two-year-old mentality - stupid stupid bimbos} First day I moved in, David had not bothered to move out ANY of the furniture and stuff that was the previous owners. And Dads trowel was stolen (only dad, brother and Heywood’s there – Heath Barwick was the neighbour, I am pretty sure he was not there, maybe he was stalking the area from afar?) After a week, my hot pink sprinkler was stolen from garden, amongst other things. April 2010 -To dam lazy to go and get wire (for the fence for my trees) so he sent me on a wild goose chase up the paddock, 300m he said, not true. Hundreds of dollars damage to my muffler and underneath bit, in Daewoo.greenie hater. David asked me to go turn is water off in the top paddock just after it had rained (he said he was on holidays, he was not) – knowing full well that I would get bogged in my new car that only looked like it was 4wd. Jealous imbecile. Kangaroos are eating my trees. I asked David if Tom could go shooting, he said no. Carol suggested I send him a bill for my destroyed trees! His contract shooter is hopeless and I think he and is tramp girlfriend are stealing from me too (Mark Eveleigh is the shooter) June 2010 - I have asked them 3 times now to fix the septic. They have not, so, I dug a whole new septic down the paddock – take care of the problem myself (which I did, and now works well, brilliantly actually)NOTE WE HAD A PROBLEM, BUT THE LANDLORD DID NOT THROUGH A HISSY FIT AND KICK ME OUT Gutter - There is a major hole in my gutter, I asked to the landlord to fix in July 1st 2010, it is still not fixed. I asked them to fix it properly so gutter sits ontop of tank – but not, He did eventually fix the hole. The gutters are really bad – too skinny, cannot handle the downpour in a storm, all the water drains away. My rain tank is full of dead mice. Watched him try to drive some calves in to my garden, then listened to him try to explain why he did it. Does not tell me when he will put cows in so I can close my gate – puts them in when I am in town, deliberately so they eat my garden. He turned my rainwater tap on, and let all the water drain out – in the middle of a drought – he is definitely going to hell. I keep having items stolen – I suspect David and Brenda are stealing from me, one time when they put the cows in the paddock (and so they knew I would be out of the house fixing the electric fence) – someone stole a yoga top from my bedroom, they were there, with their 2 adult girls.($7000 worth of stuff stolen in 6 years) NO CONVICTION Said I could put in additional fruit tree strip, then later yelled about it. He forgot, doofus. Did not replace crap oven, so I did with my money, then later denied I asked them in the first place - idiots who are married. Did not tell me about new 2” poly for tap when I asked him (when replace trench) Told me where to go to pick timber from the farm tip, then told Brenda or someone, possible Steve Carter? That I was stealing his timber. Dogs that do sides. Completely mucked me about with the pool and solar panels, costing me - $38,000.00 I am pretty sure he yanked out the Eucalyptus citriodoras that were growing near the gate. Pretended to fix my front door, which now cannot be locked – still not fixed, have to use a chain and padlock. SECURITY ISSUES NOT ADDRESSED Refused to be contacted about window locks and screen – hung up then put answer machine on – been trying for 4 months. Major stealing problem at my house. Heaps of wool/alpaca stolen, Brenda knits, I suspect her, no conviction (no yarn stolen at current house, and its because my current landlord .) Plane flying over the property spraying poison (no fruit fly) – not sure if landlord – but they do nothing about it, when they can and should, same with nuisance neighbours. Other neighbour Steve Carter keeps coming around harassing me about water. If he came around again, I would have called the police – could be him stealing. He is not, was not my landlord – but I found out David and Brenda screwed him out of $50 water money for my garden, which I paid them. Brenda through tantrum about carpet, demanded I do a ‘professional’ carpet clean at $250 after I told her I was cleaning it – as if so called ‘professionals’ can actually clean carpet (still dirty after they had finished) When I asked them to replace the gutter, they got back to me 4 weeks later and said I had to get out in 3mths as they had sold the property. He is a lazy bully who just did not want to replace the gutter. The buyer Steve Carter said I had to leave a he wants a farm hand in the house – he also is an arshole. – He did come around to apologize, but he is a major disrespectful arshole who is nowhere near sorry. (I told Graham about my probs, I think that is why he came around and apologized.) I would have raised the value of this house by $20,000.00, with all the fruit tress/chook yard/garden /pool/ solar panels, etc – but they did not care, so I packed everything up and took all with me. David and Brenda just wanted to fight with me in this 3 mnths period, and Steve Carter kept annoying me, whilst all tv and radio people are behaving like dogs, I suspect egging them on. Also, the neighbours really stepped up harassing me in this period, like waking at 3am or 4am, and not letting me sleep - sleep affects memory – I think they want me to forget all the bully behaviour. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. This part of Gunnedah consists of bullies, you have never seen such bullies, and I think those neighbours are being paid to wake me. Oh, and not to mention the planes that constantly follow me around, and the Collapsed Arch from, I believe deliberate sabotage of my left workboots -3yrs, still not healed, unable to walk properly. 16. Fur ‘stole’ stolen 2016 from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This story is a little weird, because my parents had 2 Fur Stoles (real fur), in a calico bag, in their big wool chest, and they had had them there for at least 20 years. I think they might have belonged to Grandma Bieman back in the day. I noted them there, and also remember seeing many Fur stoles when I went down to Vinnies, particularly when I was in year 6 and 7 at school, I loved going to Vinnies to look around at all the stuff. There were heaps of these real fur stoles in Vinnies that you could purchase for $2-3. Quite ‘unfashionable’. So when dad died, and all the now grown kids were gathered at the house that Christmas, 2016, sorting out funerals and stuff, nobody wanted these stoles, and so I said that I will take them. This was about the time when I suddenly was starting to feel the cold really quite badly, so I thought maybe they might come in handy, but also, they had sentimental value, I must have recalled playing ‘dress ups’ with them as a child. So I saw them both in the bag, and put the bag aside, in my pile. Later at some point, as the weather turned, I realised there was only 1 stole in the bag. The other one had been taken. Now, this was strange because nobody else wanted them, they all said so. Which suggests to me that it wasn’t one of my siblings that stole one of the stoles. It was a dog, who could see that I had 2 stoles – a dog like Rachael Wainbergs sister. They must have decided that they should have 1 of my stoles, as I had 2. Stupid blonde bimbo. The reason I am pissed about this so much, is because one of the stoles was a good one, and the other, so so; one was a short hair, and one was a really thick long warm fur, I’m not sure whether it was fox or rabbit or what, but ofcourse, they stole the good one. I was so annoyed, because over the next few weeks as winter got on, I got cold shoulders frequently, especially sitting infront of PC, and I just needed that warm stole. The other one, just did not cut it, not warm enough. After 2 mnths of cold shoulders, I eventually knit myself a stole from triple strands of good Italian thick eyelash yarn. It turned out pretty well, is nice and warm and I still use it today, even in QLD. I sold the short hair stole on ebay. I still deeply resent the stupid dog who stole my stole. The world would be a better place if that thief was never born. So the photo above shows my stole I knit for myself, the 2nd photo shows the short hair stole that I later sold on ebay. I did not have a photo of the good long haired one, but I found a photo on ebay of a similar one today, (2023), so it was a bit different, but you can see the length of the fur. Btw, that stole on ebay, is listed with a price of $795. WOW!! 17. Chopped Dried Thai Chilli STOLEN from Window Sill You know, I grew my chillies organically, then harvested, ‘deseeded’ and chopped finely. I left this plate of chilli flakes on my windowsill to dry {just like you can imagine some housewife left her pie on the windowsill to cool!} – I was planning on making ‘diffused chilli oil’. So, the window was open, but it had a flyscreen on it, and someone stole them from my window sill - they pried the fly screen off and took my whole plate of chilies. Curse them, I hope they get cancer and die. I SUSPECT either David and Brenda Heywood (landlord), Heath Barwick/Emma Finylson, Steve Carter or a White girl. NO CONVICTION Now, my most likely suspect was Heath Barwick, but I mean, David my landlord, as well as a neighbour who was buying their property, Steve Carter, both used to hang out at the shed, which was just above my house, and looked down directly onto my kitchen window - so I can’t possibly rule any of those three people out. Also I didn’t really complain to my landlord about all the multiple thefts that were going on. Nor did I complain to them about the constant nuisance plane noise. Maybe about three times in 8 yrs, when I spoke to them did the topic came up of theft. On the third occasion, when something had been stolen, I mentioned it to Brenda, and Brenda sounded doubtful, as per usual, typical response that I get whenever I tell people that someone is stealing from me, no one actually believes me (mainly the police at that point, but my family too). So at that point, I think that was 2017, I emailed her a list of all the items that had been taken since I moved in, it would’ve been up to about 400 then. So she would’ve got a sense of what was going on at that point. And she and David know full well about Heath and his problems, I believe David Heywood could have done something about Heath Barwick, he knows his dad, all the farmers know each other. But he wanted to stay out of it - such is typical Australian attitudes towards anything negative and controversial; such cowards. Ofcourse, it could have been David and Brenda, so, stands to reason they did nothing. 18. Tennis ball stolen out of my locked car, parked outside Irrigation Shop in Gunnedah, NSW, Australia I found this ball (looked brand new) at the local tip when I took a load over there, it was literally in the pile for ground fill, rubbish, I saved it – for my cats, one of them in particular liked to play ball. But I believe someone from Gunnedah council who possibly saw me at the tip, is, who stole the ball out of my car later? - believing, in some strange cockanninnie way, that the ball was stolen from the tip in first place? I have come to this conclusion, because similar things have happened since. With dogs thinking anything ‘given’ to me for free or low cost, is not deserved, and that product, whatever it is, ought to be stolen back off me – numerous times this has happened, like cheap things I buy at Vinnie’s – so many more other examples I have. Extreme jealousy. EXTREME. I am a firm believer in recycling. Taking rubbish that people have paid to dump, IS NOT STEALING, WAKE UP LITTLE THIEVING DOGS. But also, when I was at that irrigation shop (Lambert and Torrens Nutrien Water) that day, the owner, was a complete zombie, it was like he was in a trance, and was unable to speak, I literally had to leave, and purchase my goods elsewhere - so it could have been him and his wife that stole my tennis ball? Some people are just unbelievable. (Someone has a key to my CAR, that is the only way they could have got inside and taken this.) And the ‘zombie’ was standing right at the door, where he would’ve been able to see whoever was breaking into my car to steal the tennis ball - but he didn’t say anything to me at the time. Or, COWARD FUCKING ARSHOLE. I can only assume it was someone he knew, as in, his wife. After close to 400 items that I know of (about $10000 worth of stuff) has been taken from me since 2006. Does that thief have any idea how angry that kind of behaviour inspires? Do they have any idea what I would do if I caught them now ‘red handed’? Would they be prepared to DIE over a tennis ball? Btw that irrigation shop, when I just looked it up now, has a new name on its shopfront, the same name as the rural real estate up in QLD that I mentioned in my “List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming” due to bad bitch female zombie staff. Must be a family business. 19. Brown Sunglasses Stolen and Shooting Trespassing people These sunglasses were stolen from outside my house on the 17th Feb 2016 between 10.20am and 10.40am. The night before there had been someone walking around the farm shooting. I will also include another time when there were pesky shooters; In 2017, one day, I heard a car hooning around the usually quite (bar plane noise) farm, and I went out to see who it was. David the landlord, plus also sometimes neighbour Steve Carter were the only ones who ventured in my vicinity, mostly (but they don’t hoon about). Sometimes David’s contract shooter, Mark Eveleigh turns up, but he usually only comes just after dusk to go roo shooting; apparently, he has a scanky girlfriend, who could be the bored thief. David and Brenda were ‘opposed’ really, to guns and dogs. Most farmers shoot roos themselves, and keep guns. But not these farmers. (It was so good living on a farm that had no dogs). I was outside painting a cement planter, and this Ute drove past the house, as I was around the other side, by the time I got to the front of the house, I only saw the Ute drive off, there were people on the back standing up. So, I assumed it must’ve been the landlord, but as they were kind of acting a little strangely, I got my camera, and I walked up to the back hill to see what they were doing, they were coming back towards me by then, but I guess when they saw me at the top of the hill, they stopped and turned the other way again, and one of them had a gun, who proceeded to take a shot, at goodness knows only what. As far as I knew the gate on the other side of the farm where the other exit is, was locked, as I had just told Brenda about all the 100’s of thefts at my place, I told her I always keep my gate at my house locked now, so then, I noted a lock on the other farm main gate too, as usually it was not locked. I had told David way before about the thefts, however David, he wasn’t perturbed by the thieves at all, possibly because nothing of his ever got stolen or he did not believe anyone was stealing from me or he knew who was stealing, but did not want to get involved, – OR it was him who was stealing?? Anyway, so, the only way the shooting hoons could get out, was if they came back the same way past me (and my camera). Whoever was driving did not come back by my house, they went out the other way, in which case I assumed they had the key for David’s new big padlock. I know David wouldn’t be driving around with a gun, and actually it’s against the law to do so. The next day Steve Carter, the other neighbour came round and said the whole gate on the other side had been cut with bolt cutters, including the fence tied to the post. I told him what happened. He said he knew nothing about it. But quite frankly, I don’t know whether he is trustworthy or whether he was just lying his arse off, maybe it was him driving around in the Ute on a drunken rampage trying to impress friends. I do not know, but whoever it was new the farm well enough to know where the other gate was, and there’s only limited people who know that, which is David the landlord, his family, my next-door neighbour, Heath Barwick, or any dumb dog I guess, and there are 1000’s of them. Or Steve Carter, who, I did not know at the time, but was in the process of purchasing David’s farm, and had a major problem with me, especially as David used to bitch about me to him. This are the type of things that happen in country areas. Young people allowed to take guns and hoon around on the streets and in other people‘s farms, shooting things willy-nilly. I imagine if I wasn’t there that day, they would’ve ventured up to my house and poked around and tried to take whatever they could. 20. Calculator from the 90's STOLEN from off Desk in house on farm This calculator actually belonged to my little brother Tomas Bieman, Tomas knew that I had his calculator. I’m not sure if he was the one that stole it just before I left to move to Queensland, or if it was some one else who plays sides (common thing in boganville Australia). If it was Tomas, as he knew I had it, he could’ve got it any time, and if this is the reason, maybe he has been stealing 100’s of my items? If so - what an absolute fourth born moron. 21. Stolen fruit off Nectarine Tree - whole tree full of fruit, gone THE WHOLE TREE- LIKE 100’S I believe this was stolen by that short blonde girl who I have mentioned before, numerous times on this blog. She is friends with all the retailers, I have seen her in Coles Gunnedah and Bunnings multiple times trying to and stealing from me. And so I believe, she stole these organic perfect nectarines, and sold them at Coles. I also believe she steals or purchases caged eggs and sells them as Organic ones in the supermarkets. MY nectarines. This is the same blonde short girl who was at Darrell Lea, and stole the jelly babies. And who was at Bunnings and stole my dust brush. And who was at Harvey Norman and stole my massage chair (by overcharging). Short, blondy and brown hair, reminds me of Cate Cameron from 30yrs ago at school. But I do not think it is her? I can’t believe this girl has gotten away with all this stealing from all those retailers for so long. I mean why haven’t the police done anything about this stupid little blonde, why have the retailers allowed her to steal from me?? I am surrounded by DISBELIEVING morons. 22. Bird Photo Stolen A photo of this bird was stolen off my PC! So not photo as shown above, although that is the same bird in it. But in the stolen photo, the bird was looking right at the camera. I took a photo of it on my Kodak DX7590 zoom. The photo was taken off my PC, right out of my “Birds” folder - no traces found of it anywhere. Just really weird. Normally I would not bother doing a whole photo story for missing documents, as I have had heaps “removed”. But that particular photo was weird, in the fact that, at the time, that bird was outside my kitchen window at Rangari, looking in at me, and it was behaving REALLY STRANGELY, I mean really strangely – it was like he was trying to communicate with me, only I really have no idea what he was trying to say. Which is why I taking a photograph of it, in fact I should’ve got my video camera and started filming it. It was the most bizarre bird behaviour I had ever seen. Actually, reminding me of some of the zombie dog women I have encounted. I guess strangest bird except aside from a bird at Cull’s farm who started eating my chillis straight off the chilli plants – that is odd, I mean, they were mega hot chillis. Karen thought the bird must have had ‘mental’ problems. Mental illness in birds? Drought problems? Why a computer nerd would steal the photo is even more odd. 23. Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist I have had so many pairs of Secateurs stolen, that I had purchased a whole big bulk lot of these so when they strike again, I could just calmy walk inside to my big box, and get another pair out. I would not have to run around the garden like a chicken with its head cut off, looking for them, only to discover they were gone – STOLEN. And all that looking, to no avail. The bane of my life due to all the thefts. Although, painting them yellow or pink helps a lot, as there are times one leaves them in the garden patch. I am normal old lady after all. Plus the colours and bad paint job deter thieves. But after several years of “looking”, I realized, at one point, they were infact being stolen – it took me a while to figure this out – I was infact was a victim! (They did the same with reading glasses; +1.5 – those, I have purchased at least 100+ pairs now, they really steal them, mainly from pockets when I go into town, sometimes they steal them directly off the top of my head, and sometimes they pickpocket - at Gunnedah this is. And girls do this, girls are the worst thieving little creatures ever, -that is the stupid ones, that cannot think for themselves. Sometimes I think they only way to stop them, is to marry all those stupid ones off, because they cannot function without male supervision – stupid bloody bimbos). Since I started posting images of stolen items and naming names, and naming the stores I visit where items were stolen from me, (Bunnings has a whole huge network of petty thieves who target young single girls - they follow them home and wait till house is vacant and then ‘help themselves to small items’ (Harvey Norman are guilty of stealing too, and The Reject Shop staff steals too. Staff at the Co-op in Gunnedah used to aswell. Turners do.). So, by going online and basically telling all, about all the really crap things that happened to me in society (by mostly girls) - my whole Facebook account was deleted, my whole pattern account on Rav was deleted, my whole design account on Spnflwr was deleted. Flickr account deleted. Gumtree deleted. Ebay deleted. WikiPedia ban. I was targeted online too by same saboteurs who know everything about me and are OBSESSED with me and steal from me - their main aim was to ‘shut me up’. People just don’t want to know the truth, and or try to protect themselves and or their stupid bimbo friends who steal. But not all social media can be so easily manipulated by bimbo thieves, and I still can post online, just not on Facebook, Flickr or Rav. And FB, had the most exposure; you put it on Facebook – and the whole community knows about it in less than 24hrs. A great weapon against thieves. But FB nerd informs me, it was not created for that, {it was only created for connections, ‘pick ups’; sex}. Talk about using your powers for evil instead of good! Since I started posting online, the stealing has been greatly reduced, but they have less opportunity to do so, as I no longer am outside gardening. But they still do it. (Thieves are cowards who don’t want attention drawn to themselves). I still get harassed too, which is what I’m working on at the moment. Not having access to Facebook makes it more difficult. I mainly upload to my blog - there seems to be ‘train people’ who read it, then toot! (?). Plus I am not allowed on Market place which means I can no longer sell or buy 2nd hand goods – and since there is also no 2nd hand shops here, I totally miss out, and have to buy everything new online, on, I might add, one of the lowest incomes in Australia – the people who ban me are in for some BAD KARMA – mark my words. Oh and I used to keep a pair of secateurs in the car, in case I was driving past and saw a street tree setting seed. I could collect some seed. So I have had countless pairs of secateurs stolen from the car. And that reminds me, not only secateurs, but I've had heaps of item stolen from my car, when I lived in Gunnedah, like basically I could not have anything in the car unattended, because whatever was in there it would be stolen, even if it was complete rubbish, they'd still want to break in and steal it - just because they could. And when I say break in, I mean they have a copy of the daewoo key (then Triton); little blonde dogs have copies of all keys, they are part of the dog stealing network, and they have the keys for everything. The stealing got so bad, that I thought when I drove into town which is 30 km trip, the houses on the edge of town, as I was driving in; I mean they must have contacts who live in those houses, and they must see me then get on their phones, to all the thieves “she's here she's here let's go steal”. I mean truly, what a bunch of fucking losers; get a real life; what a perfect example of the stupid female mentality of the “Common Enemy”. Those people banded together over me; I gave them meaning in their pathetic lives, the meaning of working together in unisom for the goal of stealing. 24. Postage Stamps Booklet STOLEN Booklet of 5 concession stamps stolen from Rangari NSW, break and enter from my desk. Now, something weird happened with these postage stamps. As I was ordering them, and speaking to the Australia Post girl over the phone, she gave me for some reason 11 packets, she said she’ll give me a bonus one because there was meant to be only 10, so I can’t quite remember what her explanation was, on why she was giving me an extra, but it sounded plausible - but then she implied in a kind of roundabout way that the 11th one could be for the person watching. So, I didn’t really understand what she was talking about then, but I was too happy, as I was getting a free pkt of stamps to further prod her. So later, after I had collected the stamps from Gunnedah post office, and had them in my wallet, the 11th packet was stolen. So now, I believe, whoever I spoke to on that phone, gave me 11 deliberately inorder to steal one later, in the hopes of making me think someone was watching. She was playing a game with herself where she stole it, and I witnessed her play her game, but not actually saw her steal it red handed. STUPID Australia Post would get up to all sorts of shenanigans, if you read all my blog, you’ll see I have quite a few problems with Australia Post. It all stems from the roadside delivery service, not delivering my parcels, and instead leaving a card to say go pick up - only when you live out of town 40km, you don’t want to have to drive in every 3rd day to collect a little $2 parcel from ebay (actually, I would say, no matter how far you lived from the post office, you would never want to go to the post office in person to collect mail) And so, I started a campaign to get them to deliver ALL my mail, so I wouldn’t have to drive in, it was a huge campaign involving a lot of complaining. I had photos of all the 100’s of cards. I have a way of turning peoples lack of respect and discrimination, into working for me - it took about 3yrs, but eventually, they came up with a solution. I guess the solution being, was to get a senior post office staff to contact the manager of Gunnedah post office and tell him “You’re allowed to deliver all mail, including parcels to this particular person, YOU’RE ALLOWD! - or perhaps maybe they included the whole farming community, I guess it was all out of towners, because eventually, the post man turned up in a brand-new flashy Ute that had a chest on the back for extra big parcels! Plus what’s more the local private courier, would also refuse to deliver to my address, and they wouldn’t even bother leaving a card – but they realised, (after I don’t know how many years), but in about 2015, they realized that this was kind of a problem, (ya think) and so they eventually, (due to my 1 complaint to them, I guess) came up with a solution, they formed an alignment with Australia Post, so that the courier could leave parcels with the Australia Post contract delivery guy - so I could have all items delivered!! How about that!! Brilliant. Good thinking on behalf of Australia Post and Star Track Courier, finally someone is using their initiative. I had to get a special letterbox that was big, as everything has to go inside the letterbox, they can’t just leave something on the ground down at my gate. It was called a safe drop facility. I also suspect that at first, my complaints were not answered by the right people, but instead were answered by “little people” that shouldn’t be dealing with important decisions, and so they were the ‘little people’ at that Gunnedah Post Office who had a grudge against me, and maybe they had something to do with the stealing of those postage stamps, and all the other problems I had in dealing with them. Once I had some chocolate stolen from the Gunnedah post office – this would have been one of this “little people” who stole it, she would have seen all my little parcels from ebay, and was plain and simply jealous. And I would say that bag of chocolate may have had a slit, so the post office girls could smell the chocolate? and due to their utter lack of respect for me – stole it (the sender later covered for that girl and resent it) also a bit later, an item was obviously dropped, and I am sure it would have been same person who dropped it. I think I saw her once, brownish blonde hair, a little plump, a fearful woman. I believe Australia post had to put a special person in that post office to handle my mail. This jealousy comes down to women having more than two kids. I can’t stress enough how important it is to only have one or two kids, otherwise you get stupid bimbos who are jealous their whole life, and carry on like that stupid bitch at the Gunnedah post office. 25. Nut from Stihl Chainsaw stolen off verander I heard someone biking around at the neighbours. I suspected them, so I went round there, and I’m pretty sure it was Shannon Bree and his girlfriend there. His girlfriend said that she saw David Heywood at 2 o’clock at my place (which was the time it was taken) So I have no idea whether she saw my landlord, or just said she saw him in an attempt to save Shannon? 26. Purina Seafood Biscuits making my Cat Sick Salmon industry in 2016 was capturing salmon that had what looked like a bruise all down its back, see photo. Also, after being cooked, this ‘brown’ bit tasted disgusting. Most definatly something wrong with it, whether from being physically abused after being caught, for example, one day I saw a documentary showing young gung-ho men fishing off the back of a huge trailer, there was so many salmon in that spot that they flung each fish straight off the hook down the back of the deck, one after the other, bang bang bang, so it could have been then the damage was done? Or it could be fish farms – I saw a doco about the diseased and unhealthy fish in those ocean circles? Or who knows? So anyways, they were selling me that disgusting fish ($36/kg from Woolies – done deliberate, it was plain to see the fish was discolored) I complained about it, but the next order, they sent me the same, and same again the next time. Then the salmon cat food I purchased from Purina at that time starting making my cats vomit – so a most definite salmon problem at the time. I stopped purchasing Salmon until this year, and that salmon has been all seafood. When are humans going to wake up? 27. Large Dust Brush and Blue Dust Pan from Bunnings, Stolen Buy your own bloody dust brush you stupid bimbo. This dustpan and dust brush was stolen, pretty much straight after I purchased it from Bunnings, within a few weeks. At the time when I purchased it, I purchased 3 sets, as I was bloody sick and tired of not having any dust brushes on a hand when I needed them, in various work spots around home. So, 3 should do me; one in my work room, one on the Veranda and one in the kitchen. At the time when I was purchased them, I did notice some little short blonde girl (adult) lurking by the checkout. This ( in retrospect ), is the same short blonde girl who has been following me around other shops where items have been stolen, like at Harvey Norman Tamworth and Coles Gunnedah, plus Darryl Lee Gunnedah. Who the hell is that stupid little blonde bimbo dog thief? Did she think I had purchased 3, so that 1 was for her? Is she suffering from some sort of mental health delusions? NEWSFLASH WE DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER. I never EVER purchase things for you, you stupid little DOG. Seriously women like that, who can’t function on their own, without a supervisor, should be locked up, they should not be allowed out in public. If I was still in Gunnedah, and noticed her again trying to steal from me; she would be dead by now, so it’s not only for protection of the public that she should be locked up, it’s also for her own protection. 28. DOZENS, if not 100’S of Reading Glasses Stolen over the Years I can’t begin to tell you just how many reading glasses have been stolen from me over the years, since I started wearing them in 2016 or so. And NO, not lost or misplaced – but STOLEN. They steal them out of my car, they steal them out of my bag, they steal them out of my pocket – yes pick pocketers. They even steal them directly off the top of my head whilst I am wearing them, like at checkout or some such situation where they can distract me. All female thieves – female bimbo thieves. These were mainly stolen from Gunnedah, but actually I had quite a few taken at Gin Gin / Bundaberg, plus now at my new address near Mackay; they are still stealing my reading glasses. Especially if I purchase a fancy pair, or beige ones, those always get stolen. Mind you I only spend the minimum prices on glasses, the very cheapest, nothing over $5; and I usually buy in bulk to save money, and to save time, I do NOT like looking for my glasses, so I put a few in each room, there ready for whenever I need them. Although now, I find I need a certain strength for reading PC, and a different one for using iPad, plus even a different one for driving - which is really annoying. So, I think because those STUPID women see that I have multiple glasses, they must think to themselves “oh well she has so many glasses, its too many, she’s just being greedy, I can have some of hers” – seriously, I think this is what those dumb dogs think, this is their stupid mentality. They steal them out of stupidity. Desperados. But maybe it is more the ‘game’ of stealing is what they are “getting off” on? So, I am continually purchasing more reading glasses, you should see all my receipts, 100’s of dollars, on something that ought to only cost me around $20 by now. And ofcourse, that money was meant to be for food. The government does not factor in 100’s of dollars for continuous replacement of reading glasses when determining budgets. And I want to say, the fact that we can purchase these glasses for under $5, is BRILLIANT. The ‘glasses’ shop, want you to pay them $100’s of dollars in eye tests and then more on “special” glasses from their shop, that costs also $100’s of dollars – make no mistake – they are stealing from people, as glasses, most of them, do only cost a few dollars to make. (plus they also overcharge people with gov rebates.) And most people suffer from the same condition, that is one of old age eyes failing, so you just choose your strength – you do not need fancy tests for such old age antics. Possibly, before Chinese manufacturing was around, people did have to pay $100’s of dollars, so it is those people who do not know about the cheap options available now in the $2 shops, direct from China, and are stealing from me?? 29. Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 I have had a large amount of sewing and craft related items stolen out of my locked house. I have rods on my window, so they can be open 7cm, but no more, I also have flyscreens on them. One day, some little spoilt brat, pried the flyscreen half off, and stuck their arm through the 7cm rod gap, in to the table that was just by the window, and took these red clippers that were lying there. I hope they get cancer and die. The blue ones were stolen at Tulcumbah in 2014, I suspect by Steve Carter as he had a property nearby on that side of town too. But Katie Carter (Steve Carters’ sister) plus Emma Finylason are the only other sewers in my rural area, that I know of, and I did don’t think Katie Carter even lived at Rangari anymore? No convictions. Plus, Katie Carter, I think, it turns out, she was that girl who stole my dinner plate at the smorgasbord at the Sheraton, when I was on my nanny work holiday. So weird. I really do not even know her. My good little sharp thread scissors were also STOLEN in 2015 from my car. Those scissors had a crimson wool tied to their handle. After they had been taken, I found my really old blunt scissors, that looked the same, and tied some more crimson wool around them to use as interim. In the meantime, I happen to pull those blunt ones out when my landlord happens to be visiting, he saw them, and exclaimed he had found my scissors up the paddock. He had found them, he said, where I had been using them to snip mushrooms (yum). But he did not give them back to me?? And if he saw, I now had them, what did he think happened to the original? Did he take them, and did he think someone stole them again from him and returned them to me?? Why did he not return them to me? he would have instantly known they were mine after seeing the crimson wool. I can only think he was a thief, or one of his girls. And how did they get back up to the paddock anyway to where he said he found them, as I had MOST DEFINITELY had them when I left mushrooming, they came back with me in the car, I saw them in the car. What happened after that I do not know. Very Suspicious Also, my really good expensive glass head pins were stolen. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. There would be heaps of other sewing related things of mine stolen, things that I do not know about, I mean who keeps track of ones haberdashery, as the years go by. Oh, and someone told me, a little birdy said; they swapped my good red fabric scissors over for their CRAP red scissors, as theirs is damaged and cannot be sharpened. As no ‘scissor man’ thus far has been able to sharpen them, and I am stuck now with blunt scissors. And I certainly would never use my good fabric scissors on anything but fabric, confirming such accusations. And it sucks cutting fabric with blunt scissors. 30. Good Quality, Green Garden Rake STOLEN from shed at Bridges RD, Rangari, NSW, 2380, in 2016 - stolen by bimbo People, women in particular (most often women who steal) are pathetic and will be going to hell. I keep track now, almost 300 items stolen since 2006. These thieves do not realize the emotional damage a break and enter causes - The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind. BULLIES steal peace of mind, that’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, it really 'ticks' them off. And often, they do not know they are bullies. They are everyday common Australians that are unaware they have major psychological problems (and have been raised that way due to lack of love). I may only have a slight frame, but I have a scream you would not believe. As I was putting that rake away that day, I remember thinking; what an excellent rake this is, it used to belong to dad, he always bought good quality items, he never bought crap from China, and I was thinking, it’s probably a money saving method if you do it like that, buy quality once, instead of crap several times, and then you get to use something that’s really high functioning, like this rake. So, that’s what I was thinking as I was putting it away, and it would’ve been the next day, it was taken. STOLEN BY UNWANTED PERVERT DOG. A dog jealous of my good quality item. If you recall, I have mentioned numerous occasions on my blog, about the stupid blonde dog who is jealous of everything I have, particularly if it is good value item (Read my Big Jelly Baby Scam). So, I suspect it is that girl who has stolen this rake. MY RAKE! YOU STUPID LEACH Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), Life Stories P4 2009 Emily Bieman at Tulcumbah 1. It all comes down to pure food jealousy This is the kind of activities that gets you kicked out of Rentals. It all comes down to pure food jealousy Usually, Female thieves are a result of stupid mothers who have more than 1 or 2 kids, it’s a 3rd/4th born jealousy thing - it carries through their whole life. BUT There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I have little dogs who are jealous of my food/clothes/things/fabrics/whole life, and try to sabotage them, they do it on any item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a gold star dog problem, that is taught by primary school teachers (particularly in Gunnedah) who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely stupid. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) – do your kids a favour and home school them, and keep them out of the general community. By the way little birdie told me when I eat really good food, I’m kind of verbal about it, as in I may sound, actually, just a bit, like I’m perhaps, on my way to climaxing! And so, it was this particular part about the whole good food situation, that they especially didn’t like! (I outdrew them all.... misogynist 101 - Misogynist, men who hate seeing women WIN (and women)) I want to add, I have noted on my website, some foods that I definitely know have been stolen whilst I was at Rangari, a lot, actually. I’ve done photo stories about them. But I strongly suspect that they were lots of foods taken that I didn’t really notice, I mean it’s not like I kept track of everything I picked, harvest, preserved and stored. But if there were things that I did notice, there’s bound to be many things that I didn’t notice. And you know what, the people who were stealing from me, are ‘dumb’ people, I was surrounded by neighbours who couldn’t think to do things like grow their own good food, then they see me, someone they have no respect for, enjoying these good things, {I ought to add, I don’t drink or socialize, so I save a lot of money this way, and can spend it on extra good edible plants and flowers}, I really was on a “food” journey. I recall saving my money at one point (this was very hard when not working) so I could try some new cheeses, (cheese money!), as they were doing a cheese special on my then fav show “food lovers” on SBS, and I realised so far in my life, I hadn’t really had any good cheese, ever! So, I managed to purchase about 5 different cheeses, it was pretty good, I definitely enjoyed those few weeks of trying good cheeses. But then after they ran out, I had to go back to my budget cheese, and Oooh, yuk, so horrid I could not eat it. It took about 5 years before I could eat budget cheese again! I was also inspired by The Cook and The Chef on the ABC; I could just go out to my garden, pick what was ripe, and do a little variation of what they had shown on show! I really learnt to appreciate fresh food and flavour, they actually talked about “peasant food” how it was thought of as not very good, when in actual fact is extremely good, very healthy and fresh - gourmet. Anyway, back to food jealousy story; because they think I am “no one” - not even married, I’m just a single woman out there on my own, the jealous dogs help themselves - they are so disgusting, but more to the point their stupidity, is what really comes across to me. Like, they are showing me exactly how stupid they are, I’m basically getting this message of “stupidity” shoved down my throat, all the time. By the way, one time I found myself at one of my neighbours, I actually heard my neighbour tell her daughter when I was at the door, “who is it mummy? it’s no one dear”. And I just want to say about that, I mean I don’t care if that silly twit woman thinks that I’m ‘no one’, she’s obviously one of the stupid people I’m talking about, (related to Tydd), but by saying what she did, I believe, it goes into the collective consciousness, and it’s a statement that works adversely for me in the future. It’s kind of like cursing someone. 2. 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story I don’t gamble: not even scratchies, I’ve always thought the pokies was just this ridiculous concept and one would have to be ‘dumb’ to hand your money over to a machine, plus everyone knows, the ‘house’ always wins. Although every Christmas I buy a million-dollar lotto ticket, for my dream house. So far, I haven’t won. I have a scratchies story; every week my dad came home from work with scratchies for the kids (he was a bit of a lotto buff, as some yrs before, he actually won the big one! How bout that - on a scratchy! (Off to private school for me, and a new Ford Falcon for the family!!) Anyway, every week, us 3 kids would scratch our tickets, and my sister and I, we would never win, maybe once I won $5, I think, I don’t think Penny ever won. But Daniel on the other hand, not kidding, he won every single week, $5, $10, $15, $25, or even $50! Talk about lucky!! I’ve always thought Penny and I were his lucky charm! and mum was dad’s lucky charm (just our presence). That expression ‘miss lady luck’ it’s really true, I’m not sure why or how that could possibly work, but, true. I’m thinking if you want to be a lucky bastard, get married. Oh, and Daniels luck also applied to any games we played, like Monopoly – you should have seen him, it was amazing, every game he landed on Mayfair and Parklane, plus all the Utilities, he always won, it was unbelievable. Actually, I do believe his luck when playing Monopoly was due to his thought process; he would always sit on his haunches, rubbing his hands together, waiting impatiently for his turn to come along, totally excited, with a beam in his eye at the anticipation of beating his siblings, his mindset being “I am gonna win”!! Whereas I, on the other hand, would be like, ‘oh yeah, whatever, hurry up roll the dice’ - winning wasn’t that important to me. I believe that’s the difference between winning and not winning. It’s like God is listening, and passion is the key. 3. Family Photo with Big Boob Story The Bieman’s: Dick, Fran, me, Daniel, Penny and Tomas. Also, my cousin Sebastian Brandt and his mum, Diana (mum’s non biological sister). I did have this posted on Gunnedah Facebook Group too, ‘Thumbs up Thumbs Down’ (which I thought was one of the best groups on Facebook, except the admin removed it, as she got complaints! What a discriminatory wussy little girl - have some guts admin, how are you going to make the world a better place when you don’t even want to know what’s going on) a few months after that I was ban from FB due to such honest frank speech like this one. Pathetic Australia. It was posted as “Thumbs up to my completely dysfunctional family” My mother was adopted when she was very young, she landed into a family of women with huge boobs. I mean giant boobs, huge. But my mother was petite, she had a small frame. One wouldn’t think this was relevant, but as an old, wise woman now, I can tell you it certainly is relevant. Women with small boobs have completely different personalities than women with big boobs. I’m no psychologist, and I’m not even sure if this phenomenon is even recognized as a factor, but I can assure you it is definitely true.) So aside from that genetic difference, the other unfortunate circumstance that was thrusted upon her is the fact that the mostly female family that adopted her, at certain regular times, were unfortunately a bunch of bully bitches that worked akin to a pack of wolves or dogs targeting its weak prey (or akin to Cinderella and the three ugly stepsisters) The sad thing about those big boob women is the fact that they had /have no idea that they are /were bullies. It’s just something they INSTINCTIVELY do – target the smallest in the room, to create a common enemy. I have noticed in life, a lot of women do this (as a woman, I sadly have to admit, this behaviour comes from a place of female non thinking stupidity) As a child, at holiday time with family, I witnessed this behaviour - it was disgusting, and often this little gang of boobs would bring my mother to tears, which went totally unnoticed and unacknowledged by the whole family (except it seems by me). But there is a silver lining to this story, well for me there is, as I believe, it was because of this dogged behaviour, that my mother then went on to grow up, and create a family for herself (she was actually saved by my father, saved from her family (prince charming!!) She created a family environment where there was absolutely no bullying or dogged attacks at all in my youth. I was the first born, before three other siblings and we grew up in a wonderful loving family thanks to my mother. She also became a JP - Justice of the Peace. I feel she is mother of the year! I’m compelled to write this down because I feel like the main reason my mother inadvertently created her adult life was because she knows how rotten it is growing up in a family of passive aggressive bullies. So, if people just knew straight away how awful it is, and how susceptibly weak ‘big girls’ are, to inadvertently victimize others, then one would not have to experience it to make sure it doesn’t happen. And I believe it is called ‘power tripping’ (the main cause of all fights - including WW2, ( I have nicknamed it nazi behaviour) or was WW2 just about hair colour? J) Plus, I have found with women, once something stupid has been brought to their attention, they can do something about it, and become a savvy woman. Apparently, this story was ban, because all the housewives on Facebook are completely blind as bats and oppressed, and oppressive, and want to keep it that way. Women, the root of all evil. 4. Change of life to include Gardening My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (Water at Rangari). When I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, FoodLovers, and Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets by seed, by swapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now, I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are truly amazing; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because I seem to have spent in eternity just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, COME onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (Actually, there was not even any online native seed retailers back then either!) So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more, and get more involved in my plants. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother). But in the end I moved back and out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees...... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner retired and had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, it had been. I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed, I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW.) And btw, I recall, at Bulga, the back flyscreen door never closed properly, it was always slightly ajar, so even though the back door was literally open - I still had nothing taken at this address!! Can you believe that? That reminds me about a little tragic story; one day walking around the little paddock there, I came upon a little bird, all in a terrible agitated and exhausted state, tangled up in the wire and hey bale string that Robert Cull had left (big mess down the back fence line, typical bloody farmers). And this bird must have been so grateful that I saved it, so after I put him down in a tree branch to rest, unbeknownst to me, he must have followed me up to the house. And the next morning; my morning ritual consists of getting up and going straight out to the back door and opening the heavy wooden door (which did have bolt on). On this particular morning when I opened it, my cat lil happened to be by at my feet, and when I opened the door, there, standing right outside was that little birdy, - I think he knew my morning ritual too. And in that split second before I could say “birdy!”, of course, Lil darted out and got him, then gone 2 seconds later. Just like that. Plus, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak (a rare treat). It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived at Bulga, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl. I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. NOT IMPRESSED - this is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner, with David Heywood copying Robert Cull, but upping the game). Landlord related problems. O h, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page full of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia ) Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them (probably more). Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count - although important to get that part right if you do). By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardener, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). 5. Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Another thing I have thoroughly enjoyed in my life, and is one of my favourite things, was horse-riding. In 2000 I rented a farm house, and the landlord leased the paddock adjacent to my house, to a racehorse owner, who put 12 horses in the paddock. I was told if I wanted to go for a ride, I was more than welcome to, so I observed them and picked out one, and off we went. We had some good rides, galloping through the paddocks. I was later told by the horse owner that the horse that I had picked out was only two years old and hadn’t been broken in! - such a good-natured horse, and it was like, he was so excited to be picked out of the bunch, and wanted to please me as best as he could! I felt like he was bragging when he got back to all his horse family, about how lucky he was, that he could take me for a ride! So much so in fact that some of the other horses got a bit antsy, and started to bite him on the rump! They are just like third graders!! Btw, I have been saved by a horse on more than one occasion, (I have many horse stories) bless them. The house photo, is the one I rented for 4yrs, not sure I should have left this place, it was good, it worked for the most part. You can easily look back on things, and see why you made decisions, and I believe I was manipulated into moving out of this house, and purely because there was somebody else who wanted to move in, never mind. They can’t do it any more, now they just target my naive neighbours and landlord. The paddock next to it, the landlord told me, I was free to do what I wanted with it (I mean I guess I could have got a couple of sheep and breed them for market, but as I did not know anything about markets, I opted to plant it full of trees! (Btw, I had just gone through 18 years of schooling in my local country areas, and was not at ANY point, taught about the local markets, - the way they work, or anything for that matter about market, cattle yards, and making money. Is it just me, or does this seem absolutely ABSURD? Wake up school curriculum.) The trees you can see in the centre are drought hardy carobs, I planned to make a big circle to act as a coral, as in a horse coral. Such ambitions I had. Actually, carobs are perfect for paddocks with livestock, as they provide a good symbiosis for the grass to grow underneath and around it, plus provide shade, and even food if you wish. I may have left that place too early for it to come to fruition… (Kurrajongs do the same) When I was at this farm, I dug out a pond (no camera then, sorry no photo, it was excellent pond!) I purchased a solar powered pump, made a pretty little waterfall with some containers from the tip shop (my favourite place to shop in Gunnedah! - little strange that they don’t have something like the Tender Centre in Gunnedah. They have one in Bundaberg, it’s brilliant, a space where you can take your unwanted stuff and leave it there in their big shed and then on the weekends they have hordes of the public come in and place a bid on anything and they can bid any amount like, even below reserve, as there is a chance the person will accept their bid, which is done via email the following week, or so even if your product doesn’t reach the price that you want you still have the option of selling it for a lower the next weekend, and you’re allowed to keep your stuff for 3 weekends. Brilliant concept, especially if you have been ban from Facebook market place. Plus, they have an app on the way for bidding online - which I can’t wait for, because they have some amazing stuff by the way my $500 netting sold for $81, so people are getting bargains. Anyway, I stray, because one day when I went into town, and my solar powered pond was working beautifully, but I came back from town, and it wasn’t working. I feel (I know) someone had gone to my garden while I wasn’t there, and lifted the pump out of the water to have a look at it, because solar was still a bit of a talking point back then (2001/2) So they broke it, I was very disappointed, I saved and sacrificed lunches to purchase it, food; thus, I hold this theft, inparticular, with extra fury and contempt. In the end I gave it to my brother Daniel, who was doing engineering at uni, actually he incorporated into his end of year project. Well, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Daniel that would’ve gone out there and broken it for an evil plan of later obtaining, but who knows. More likely to be Culls son, such is stupid country hic behaviour. And do you see what I mean about being a “poor renter”, how I mentioned, how people think that they have the right to come and snoop around my home when I’m not there. And I don’t think it’s just the landlord or the landlord‘s kids who do this. I suspect it’s also people in town who have just seen me around and are curious, or you know, there are countless number of people that it could be, as there are so many meddling Marys and nosy pervert‘s. I think, every single house I’ve lived in has been the same, maybe except the one at Pendle Hill, I do recall that landlord was very respectable. And I don’t think the landlord at Rowan Leigh would have come and snooped around, but problems with other members of the community at that house. The only word for it is PERVERT, so it’s not the creepy guy in the trench coat who does it, it is someone seemingly normal people, who is NOT. I have had it up to hear and beyond with people prying in to my life. RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF 6. Batman (writing backwards - before Bulga) In 1999 or thereabouts, I had moved out to Rowan Leigh, a farm 30km out of Gunnedah (my little spot of quietude and harmony), and a biggish old farmhouse all to myself. Hallelujah!! By the way that rental came about through a Real Estate agent, but when I spoke to the agent and told her the state of the place, she gave me the landlord farmers phone number, said to speak to him directly. So, they were asking for XX amount, and after the farmer and I had our friendly chat, he said he would accept X instead of XX (which was $70/week for 3-bedroom old farmhouse) which was basically half what the agent was asking, so it does pay to speak directly to the landlord rather than a (try to get as much as possible real estate agent) although, its usually better to deal with a real estate rather than a female landlord – they are clueless and dishonest, as all hell (dog network). The previous renter, turned out to be an acquaintance of dad‘s, a young mother, had left all her rubbish piled sky high in the kitchen (which had carpet!), including her babies dirty nappies. I assume there might have been a fox who got into the rubbish, but it was literally like someone had stood on the veranda and thrown all her dirty babies nappies off the Veranda, because they were scattered all over the yard. Disgusting. Anyway, after clean up, that place was perfect for me. I could not have written the script any better myself! And much to my delight, the farm came with a horse, not just any horse, but a beautiful appaloosa. Since I did not know the horse’s name, I named him Batman; he had a companion, his ‘chum’, which was a sheep escapee, from one of the neighbours, and so as they were always together, (heard animals) I named the sheep, Robyn! (How lucky was I?) He was a stocktrained horse, the farmer/owner, left him there for the occasional time when he would visit to take his cows to market (ah – such an easy life is the cattle farmer’s!) So, one day I was helping out my old Italian neighbours - best neighbours I’ve ever had; those Italians know how to live!! (it’s all about food and gardening!), so, their cows had broken the fence and got into my paddock. Now, normally when I ride Batman, {he is was an older gelding, a good easy ride, nice and slow, experienced and not easily set off or spooked}. But, chasing cows on Batman, was quite different, an entirely different experience, he was what I would describe as, completely “wild” around cows, something in them triggered his ‘flight response’ and when he was off chasing them, he wasn’t so easily stoppable, it was full gallop all the way, and he was fast, - strong burst of energy. Not that I wanted to stop him or rein him in, because I loved going like a bat out of hell too! So, we were racing up this huge paddock 100miles an hour. I’d never been up that far before, because it was so far away from the house, (probably 3km) and I wasn’t familiar with it, but all over the farm property there were contour banks, that a grader had put in, to stop soil erosion from water runoff. There’s a few on the other side that I was familiar with, and they weren’t that big, only 50cm high on one side, but as we were coming up to this contour bank slowly but surely it was revealing itself to me, and it wasn’t a 50cm contour bank, it was more like a 2m contour bank, and it’s 2m high on one side, then a 2m drop, and another 2-3m across onto the next side, so it was a HUGE contour bank, and I realised, I was doomed (well, I was wondering: what is Batman going to do). I’m not really a fearful person -but this was very dangerous, as he was going very fast, I would not be able to stop him in time, and if he attempted to run down it, it would just be like that movie Man From Snowy River, where they all jumped down the cliff and half the horses tumble and fall, it would’ve been like that, not that I doubt his skill, but it was too steep, and Batman would’ve fallen over, and it would’ve been disastrous, for him, and me -but if you ever have doubted God’s existence, here is proof for you. As we’re getting closer and closer, suddenly I saw directly ahead of us on our path, a big pile of thistles, I was thrilled, because Batman had this aversion to thistles, even if we were walking along sleepily and slowly, and he comes upon some thistles, he immediately jumps straight up into the air as high as he can! (One really has to be paying attention all the time when riding batman!) and an Appaloosa is a very muscular and strong horse (well Batman was, more so than the typical, you should’ve seen the size of his neck, huge) he’s got a big jump for a stock trained horse. I knew when he saw those thistles, he would jump with all his might, which is what was needed, so we got to the point, I gave him a big go-ahead to jump, and boy did he, as high as he could, and he did it! It was extraordinary, biggest jump I have ever done, if I was at the Oylmpics, I would’ve won a gold medal! I came down pretty hard in the saddle and that stopped Batman in his tracks, pretty much. I think he was concerned I may have suffered a break in my back, but if I did, I certainly didn’t feel it. It was quite an extraordinary experience I’ll never forget it. I did lose my brown wool jumper when we jumped, it was around my waist or neck I think, anyway Antonio, the lovely neighbour, who was at the other end in his Ute, must’ve seen it fall, and he picked it up for me and gave it back to me when we got back to the gate. I was heartbroken when the landlord told me he was going to sell his horse, and farm. The landlord told me he sold him to someone in Maitland, but I’m pretty sure a few months later I saw him in a paddock at Gunnedah near the tip. I suspect he probably would’ve thrown any other female rider! (He did once that I know of, a neighbours friend). That house, btw, burnt to the ground after the new owner had just moved in. Bad electrics apparently. This is my version of “Do not try this at home” - Do not try this at home, especially if you’re a third born, in fact I suggest third borns not trying any extreme sports, you don’t have the natural born instinct to survive. Or take up religion and ask Gods help!! J Lucky again, I found another farm house on the other side of town, over at Bulga, one with water. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of Batman, no camera back then; he was a grey / white / black Appaloosa. Such a joy. 7. Another example of persecution of single ladies - years and years of harassment via car horns Car beeping on a daily basis outside my house by bored stupid dogs who want to do signs. This week it is someone parked by no 1 Kookaburra Park, trying to eaves drop on our conversation. They also (’they’ since I don‘t know who, as ‘they’ are, cowards) when I am talking to someone and say something wrong or make a mistake in my language, they beep madly (Petersham too) PERSECUTION - those coward people in cars need to be severely fined, the world would be a better place without you, you oppressive spoilt shitheads. A little birdy told me that the person who follows me around harassing me with beeps, is this idiot who, 25yrs ago, was driving on the back roads up to Gosford, and I was travelling up there and saw his car on the rd – it was a moving white smoking mess, it obviously had not had its oil changed ever. All this toxic smoke was pouring out from its muffler, it was stinky and disgusting, I was outraged. I overtook it, it was only putting along, I beeped my horn at the young male redhead driver as I was so irritated by this toxic pollution. And yeah, so, little birdie tells me that, this is the person who saw me beeping at him, and so now follows me around and beeps at me, I mean what a moron? Get a life. Do you not have a brain at all, redhead? Can’t you think of something to do with your life? following around strangers that you don’t know just because they beeped at you once, for years and years in absurd. The stupidity of people never ceases to amaze me. And I believe it is illegal to have that kind of pollution coming out of your car. Anyway, the same kind of thing happened to me when I was at Gin Gin/ Bruce Hwy, there was a car waiting to go in front of me, and I thought that they weren’t looking or where asleep, as they could have gone, so I beeped once, but actually there was a car, and he was waiting for that, they were a van, probably with not much pick up, so waited. So, after that incident at the same lights next time I went in to Gin Gin, all these people suddenly appeared, all beeping me, it’s like they copied what I did before, and then do it back to me 50 times more, it’s like are they stupid monkeys. Who the fuck did they think they are? Harassing me like that, why would you bother repeating a petty situation, not even anywhere near crime of nature, and recreating it like that? Only a fucking stupid moron twit would do that. 3rd born idiots. So, shame on all those people involved because there’s quite a few of them, and I will ‘will’ them all to get cancer and die. DIE. I believe it may be radio related, there are some stupid monkees on radios. I never listen to radio stations. Or it could be Sharon Morgan related, the Gin Gin police woman chief (little girl chief). Whilst I have mentioned on my blog, often when I write about these things that torment me, they stop, but these particular traffic incidences, with people following me around in cars, hasn’t stopped at all. Still it happens every single time I go out, the last time I went over to MpB, I had people following me around, although one of them did a very helpful sign about the pushbike that I need to sell - thank you very much. “Car horns are intended for pedestrian/car warning only, of oncoming vehicle”, care of Defens iveDriving.com.au The image above on the far right shows where I lived in North Sydney while I was studying at Hornsby: 8. North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls When I was 18, I moved down to Sydney and ended up in a flat with a friend from school. We would sometimes go out to nightclubs dancing. I was studying my Fashion Diploma, and Nicole worked. We happened to meet 3 guys, actually it wasn’t at a night club, they were at Neutral Bay walking along the shops one morning, in fact I can’t remember how we met, I suspect they must’ve followed us to our next location and introduced themselves, but they all seemed nice and we got along, we met up a few times, one of them hooked up with my flatmates friend Susan (part time callgirl/parttime David Jones makeup girl (and no, not the call centre variety of call girl). At one point, one of them, Kevin, introduced us to his older brother in a cafe in King’s Cross. About a month later my flatmate and I had had a falling out, and I was away living at my aunts, but I moved back into the flat because I had exams, and there’s a knock at the door and these three guys came in they said they were Nicole‘s boyfriend and friends, can they come in and wait for her, I said sure, as she had told me just the day before, that she had a boyfriend by the same name (can’t remember what it was now) But, one of the guys, I didn’t recognise him then, but I am sure it was Kevin’s brother, I’m pretty sure it was him - my face recognition has never been very good, but I’m certain it was him in retrospect. The next day our flat was “cleaned out” it had been broken into and everything was taken. It was most definitely those three guys, that I had met the previous evening who claimed to be Nicole’s boyfriend, turned out he wasn’t, but for some reason he had the same name, strange (Telstra?). So those 3 guys, would be working for someone else, I suspect a woman. Btw, one of the guys was albino, I saw him 20yrs later at Bunnings Tamworth, where I had heaps of things stolen from me. He operates out of bunnings - there’s a big female petty crime network, read my Bunnings Bimbos story, and apparently later the police got him and he is incarcerated now. Anyway, I wanted to put this on here because those first three guys we met, were all smartly dressed, clean cut, tall and good-looking handsome guys, and you know, they’re the ones who have ties to criminal networks - it is the rich who steal in Australia (rich and good looking) and they target young girls from country areas who are on their own. Btw, my flatmate worked at Duty-free, and was either given or had taken heaps of free samples, I mean heaps, she had literally $1000’s worth of designer makeup/beauty products. I personally believe she was targeted because of this, by the criminal powers that be, in Sydney, maybe they thought I was ‘egging’ her on to steal? (And, I am not really sure you could call it stealing, they were free samples after all - I would say female jealousy was more the issue in this case, having said they were free, I would not have taken them, they are meant for potential customers – But, I know as a shopper, I never receive free samples, so, I would assume, all samples are taken by sales girls). But, as most of the stuff that was stolen in our flat was MINE, except for all the beauty product that was taken, which was HERS, - they took ALL the samples. There was no ‘egging’ on, on my part (I don’t wear makeup btw). I should mention Nicole gave me one of her nail polishes. It was this lovely deep hot pink, I did not ask her for it, nor did I just take it, she gave it to me of her own volition, I guessed she was feeling guilty, for she had so much expensive product, and I had none. But, after we have been “cleaned out”, my whole shelf was empty, but there smack bang in the middle of the shelf, and facing out, was this bottle of deep pink nail polish. It wasn’t in that spot before, I felt it was done deliberately by the criminals. A message. So, I didn’t steal that deep pink nail polish. And by the way, after she had no make-up left, she took that deep pink nail polish back from my room, and said it was hers again! Hell, hath no fury you stupid criminals. {Stupid female bimbo dogs (mind your own goddam business and you can’t go wrong – now, you’re up for theft. THINK) 2025; they still don’t think, they still steal in non thinking assumptious ways}. I feel this is reminiscent of how I was thrown out of my home at Rangari, with my big beautiful garden that I had- it all comes down to female jealousy. It’s like silly twit female vigilantes, where there was actually no stealing to be vigilante about, but they were simply pure jealous, so decided to be vigilante about that – idiots - possibly they work at Telstra, as Telstra were the only ones at that point, who knew Nicole‘s boyfriends name, as we had discussed it on the phone, only that one time, I guess aside from Susan and her new boyfriend?? Probably them. Years later after I lived at Gin Gin, and had a landlord who, I am pretty sure, I eventually realized, was, infact my other school friend, Racheal Wainberg’s older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, now Cate Rogers, still cannot remember her first name; she was around at that time, in North Sydney, as Rachael moved into a place with her. I think she may have had something to do with it too?? Turns out she was stalking me for years. Her parents lived in Gunnedah. I suspect she had something to do with all the other thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house. And no, I did not steal from Bunnings (other way around), nor did I have any friends who stole all the supposed free samples!! – STUPID bimbo GIRLS. I hope they get cancer, and are tortured. Here is a good spot to mention: when I was living there, I had no money as I was a student, and if you read my whole blog, you know that they refused me Austudy (wrongly), and my parents only gave me $20 a week to live on; purchase weekly train fare, food, and any tafe supplies. So I had no spare money ever plus was starving. But my flatmate, and all my friends in fact, in Sydney, at that time, were working, none of them were studying, I was the only one, that went ahead for further education. And I just like to point out, all those friends, {female} pretty much often expected me to pay for them, in some way, or shout them, drinks, cab fare, nightclub entry, food …. they literally expect me to pay for them, like what a child would do with its parents. I think the realisation about this money situation for me, and how people will just take as much as they can with no thought to you - even good friends; it kind of puts people in perspective; you’re really on your own as soon as you leave home, no matter how many friends you have, they will all try to screw you. I mentioned in my family we never discussed money, but I certainly would not expect my friends or anyone else to pay for anything for me, unless they’ve volunteered to do so. So what goes wrong with those other girls in other families? I mean do they literally need to be told, don’t expect somebody else to pay for you? But nobody has, so they do? Other people suck! 9. People who are Designed and Built to Work Ewing’s boys, 2 big broad men from Gunnedah, who had cushy desk jobs in the local Real Estate agency, family owned. Don’t you feel guilty? Clearly, you’ve got bodies that are designed for actual work, labour! One thing that really annoys me, and I guess I am, not really thinking about the Ewing’s boys here, but it is men trying to get out of work – try having a female body! (Possibly thinking of crap musicians or young male actors, especially the ones with big bodies….) The 2 people shown in the photo (that were shown on previous Blog, not here anymore, so I will describe them; 2 muscly men, and 1 skinni girl), were free images from the Internet, models. Although lately there has been a ‘thing’ with images on the Internet, images that were free are no longer free, or they want your email address, by the way, if they want anything from you, then the image is not free, don’t be fooled by these people, there are greedy thieves online. There are whole companies being created at the moment for images; who want money, it’s a bit like there is a monopoly being formed right now, with what, was once free, people seeing an opportunity to now charge. I encourage everyone, when they upload their images, particularly to sites like Flickr, they make a point of selecting public domain. I know I do. And for all those master manipulators, who try to entice people by saying it’s free, and then actually years later wanting money, you can go bugger off. Anyway, I have another story which is not really related to the above, aside from; it is typical for a man to go to work, and a woman to run the household. I came about some information which I have to write about, as the irony is “perfect”, and so typical. In most of the times when I have been disrespected, it is by other women, not men. But I always claim, despite calling many woman, ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, that I am a feminists, I want sleeping beauties to wake up, so I do not have those related problems that I have in life. Sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade, and acknowledge the female weakness, so it can be rectified. But even after hearing me, call them ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, they still just continue to be ‘zombie bimbo dogs’ and they keep coming back for more name calling - it just doesn’t deter them at all, such is the nature of ‘zombie bimbo dogs’. When Aretha Franklin (famous singer with that song RESPECT, and more) was alive, she was married briefly to a bully. But he was a music producer, and came up with that song. Aretha Franklin heard it and liked it, and she, plus a group of other genius people {all the key people had descended in the one spot, by chance or through Gods hand; pick whatever you prefer, to create that amazing song RESPECT}, they basically created a cover version of his song. BUT, they put a twist on it; Now, this song, as everyone knows turned out to be a BIG success, and still is played a lot. The irony is, because Otis Redding, her husband, a male, wrote that song, and I think he paints a fairly clear picture; of you know, possibly a man (himself, the writer) and a wife fighting, the man coming home from work, bringing home the bacon, wanting some respect from his wife. So, but Aretha and her posse, changed the words so the demand was coming from the wife, suggesting the husband was disrespectful in the first place. (Many women can relate to being disrespected by men, so I hear). Aretha sang this song in 1968, when women were really kind of on the verge of waking up from domestic docile roles, should they wish, and everybody loves this song because of the words of the women singing “I want respect”. The irony to me, was, probably this man was thinking about his wife, when he wrote it, about this nagging bitchy wife, when he would come home after work. And you know, it was a woman, who came along and basically stole his song, reversed the situation, waived her magic wand, and made a whole heap of money from it. I found it very amusing when I realised the real situation about this song. {upon further research, it turns out Redding’s estate still makes money off Franklin’s recording, according to The Boston Globe, because the royalties went to the writer, not the performer.} – and infact I should say the facts about this story are all hearsay of what I have heard, but you get the general gist of who should be demanding respect – everyone wants respect! Men can be bullies, but right back, so can, and are, women. (My experience, women are far worse than men, spiteful, vindictive, thieving, often their lack of common-sense is what makes them so dangerous, and vulnerable to thievery, including in the workplace. Not only has this opinion been formed from all the theft and the verbal harassment that I experienced, but also from encountering so many ‘little girls’ who work in the health industry OMG, what a disaster area. – such thievery going on - this industry is constantly looking for victims, they want your money (male Doctors do it too).). 10. Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia Warning on this one; it’s not really going to make sense to anyone, except if they’ve experienced ‘the dogs’ or they’re involved in, what I’m talking about. A young 18yr old for instance, or a complacent housewife – you will be left clueless. Cathy Goldman, a house mistress from school who “stalks” me. She has ties to the TV/Movie industry; apparently, they have vast casting books, with lookalikes of everyone, plus the same car, as everyone’s, for total deception - they are dogs, and they play “dog games”. I’ve had countless number of lookalikes in my life copying people who have crossed my path, they send “doubles” so to speak, (even you Sherry’s mum). Those doubles usually are just presented infront of me, and don’t speak, but sometimes they accost me in the street and want to ‘engage’ with me, or sometimes, just stand infront of me, so I see them, often they are placed in receptions. You should be offended by these agents and managers they are ripping you off. I was advised that this is what they do, those dog games, and that piece of information has been very helpful in figuring out what the hell they were doing. So, thank you whoever mentioned that, and I believe intern I’ve helped other people by writing about it here, as apparently, I am not the only person they target. Actually, I suspect Cathy works or is friends with such TV industry people and arranges them to harass me and steal from me, she was obsessed with me at school as house mistress, and now still “hounds” me. At one point, I recall in my mid 20’s, and still to this day, after someone in the community has done the wrong thing by me, like steals from me, or goes on some ranting power trip, trying to ‘lord’ over me, or other countless things they get up that is disrespectful; I then see them in a film (especially if it’s a young girl) it’s truly like someone sees what happens to me, like someone is watching through my eyes or my dreams… and then goes and finds this particular person and entices them to be a part of a movie or Tv show (which I am sure would not be that hard), at one point I thought they were sending me these dogs deliberately as they wanted to star in a movie, like they were product placing themselves and using me to do so. I am sure they did this while I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. Whoever is going and getting these people, know that I will watch the show, and their point is to kind of like ‘rub it in your face’ that this person totally robbed you, taken advantage of you or pussy whipped you ! ha ha! – but not always, sometimes they just incorporate someone I have known, to let me know a bit of gossip about them, like such and such has died, so and so has cancer – stuff like that! That industry is wide and vast. Also, when they do that, other people watching, (not every one is blind as bats), copy them, so these stupid copycats think oh, well if that person stole from you, I want to too, or if they scolded you for no reason other than power tripping, then, me too me too – STUPID AND ABSURD bimbos really do this. (I am 100% sure it is her, Cathy Goldman; I have seen her 9 times since school ended) -she has non-thinking female psychological dog problems. She belongs in jail. Fuck off you stupid fucking dog. (I think she has since found a man who has a Harley Davidson bike, and I am pretty sure they often hoon outside my house on the HWY (least she has a male supervisa now, she was the kind of person that needed one.) Could the person copying the head teacher of Gunnedah Tafe in the white Mercedes, please bugger off. (2005) And do you ever wonder why sometimes they don’t have the writers name listed in the credits at the end of the movie? I am thinking stolen stories? And, possible fake names, Stephen king, just exactly how old is he? According to movie credits he is still working at age 95! And, btw Barb at the Civic, I suspect it may be Emily Alker plaguing you, aside from Eileen, (good looking rich cocky women are out of control) - old NEGS girl. One thing I notice about rich cocky young women, is that they love feeling superior . They like to think that the person standing next to them, has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and so they feel like this is permission to treat them disrespectfully. This is how stupid women think! I kid you not, this is what goes through their little female stupid heads. Obviously, only some women. Now, some of these listed below would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby; but Famous actresses, I personally have had issues with: Cate Winslet, Lisa Kudrow, Matt LeBlanc, Judy Dench, Reece Witherspoon…. Heaps more, some are quite despicable in what they do, plain evil pimps. But these are the bitches who are disrespectful to people on screen, they use their positions to ridicule and bully. There are heaps of others that fall into this category, but who aren’t disrespectful to people on screen, like they used to hurtle abuse at me out in the street, but that does not happen so much anymore up here at Gin Gin, except for a few times where those actresses I mentioned are used for such purpose onscreen. But really DO NOT USE YOUR JOB AS A MEANS TO BULLY, honestly. And, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. I said above some would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby – but some know exactly what they are doing, plain evil. I recently saw Marilyn Monroe’s biography, her husband/director used to do it to her, he wrote into the current script after she fell one day, so the script said something along the lines “the reason you fell is because your clumsy and stupid” so it was not actually referring to her, but she knew it was about her as she had fallen the day before with husband and company – it is passive aggressive abuse). {And shame on that president, was that Kennedy? My God, he should be shot}. I guess I ought state, some actors try to make up for bad behaviour later when they look back in retrospect. Some can be very influential. They have a lot of “street cred”. Since I posted this, I know there are people doing something about it, thank you. Although the bimbo dog mother who lives next door up the hill, has stated to yellow out harassments at me, she seems to have taken over from her young son, since I put in a dog complaint to council about him. And do you see why this industry has close ties to mental health wards – they do not like their victim kicking up a complaint about their beloved stars. It is them who perpetuate craziness – and boy does it work – the whole world is brainwashed by them. I state again, they picked the wrong small framed woman, I am not like all the others. I know what you are like. And I think I need to talk about “mirrors” and people who do “reflections” some more, like they just deliberatley want to be annoying, they mimic you, mimic what you doing. And those ‘mirrors’ aren’t kids, it is fully grown adults who do this highly annoying and absurd behaviour. They seem to think it’s funny and a little bit naughty. When really, they’re just thoughtless and aggravating, and need to be kicked in the head. I bet all those people who do it are 3rd borns who had stupid nazi parents and school teachers. Compulsory parenting class for all pregnant mothers thanks very much. ALL. Image above was free ‘Twins’ image from Google Search, this was before google removed any free images from their search. And possibly before some unscrupulous computer nerds posted free images in the hopes that someone would use them, and so they could later accuse them of stealing images, then getting the fake police to steal money from that person under the pretence that “they stole my picture” when in fact they uploaded it for free; clearly stating it was a free image. Truly there are unscrupulous .com people who do this, they are disgusting. They possibly have even brainwashed the authorities to get their money back for them. The police are clueless of how manipulative thieves are. Clueless. 11. De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna Marie This business closedown, and did not pay me for my seeds which were in there on consignment, nor did they return my folk-art box. I did have my email on the invoice, so Donna Marie, from Facebook, could have easily emailed me, but she did not, so I consider this theft. And by the way, I can’t talk to the police about this matter, because the local Gin Gin police think that I am crazy, and don’t think anyone is stealing from me (idiots) -well some, others just don’t want to do the paperwork for multiple petty little items, and don’t think this petty theft is theft or a police matter. Plus, since they took me by force and locked me up for seven days at the Bundaberg mental health ward, to ‘teach me a lesson’, I cannot possibly talk to the police ever again. Total violation, - they actually (absurdly so) have the power to do just that, for no valid proven reason, and no one can do anything about it, of course, except if you are Maxamillion! {$50000 for a lawyer to drop everything and get down there for immediate release – that’s what they advised me later} read my Bullies in Bundaberg story. I kicked up a huge stink about this, as discrediting someone with “mental health” problems when they don’t, is the biggest narcissistic undermining thing you can do to anyone. That policewoman responsible deserves a bullet to the ear. Well, certainly is not fit to be in the workplace. Anyway, I want to mention when Donna Marie was away on holidays at Christmas, someone else was in her shop and that person was Cathy Goldman. Unfortunatly, I did not get her on camera, in fact upon seeing her that day, was what prompted me to where a bodycam everywhere I went from then on (which has served me very well). But she had a ‘side kick’, who was still there the next time; I got her on camera. I have mentioned Cathy Goldman before on my blog, because she has been stalking me since school -she has formed an obsession with me, and this is what she does, she wiggles her way into my life somehow, like by working at this fruit shop which I visited on a regular basis. (I recall in Gunnedah now, she was at the local newspaper printers when I went there) At the time I didn’t know it was her, I didn’t instantly recognise her, but after I left the shop, I realised it was her. I am not sure what she wanted? I did have things stolen around that time, so it might have been her and her young female companions she seems to be always around multiple young girls? (I suspect, no convictions). I think she was also at the Gunnedah Subway, and wanted me to ‘smile’ at the sales girl, also the sheep yards… heaps of other places. And she was not even from Gunnedah. Since this fruit shop closedown, I haven’t seen Cathy Goldman. I put this down to my Blog. I have spoken about her on my blog, I have not mentioned Cathy Goldman prior, as it has taken me a few years to realize it has been her stalking and persecuting me. I did not really know her or give her any thought prior. I love this online Blog; I should have started writing about my life years ago. I did mention the problem of Cathy Goldman to the Police, but that police woman (Gin Gin chief Sharon Morgan, who has her head shoved so far up her own arse, she cannot see the relevance, ignored it – “she’s crazy”. Idiot.). So, one of Cathy’s ‘girls’ stole my eggs when I went into that fruit shop that Christmas, when the owner was away, I mean, obviously she couldn’t just steal it out right, and this is what dogs do, they’re so passive aggressive; these eggs that I usually purchase, they are from a farmer, so they’re not supermarket caged eggs, they’re organic, they’re delicious, you can really taste the difference. They come from a variety of chook breeds too. This particular farmer had 2 breeds, one was a brown spotted egg, and one a white porcelain egg. So, there was always a mix, with the brown spotty eggs being a special treat, as they seemed to be extra delicious. And so that girl stole all the dotted brown eggs and swapped them with all white. Such a typical female dishonest thing to do. They’re constantly swapping my good items over for ones of less good quality, I’ve mentioned them all before on my blog - remember the shop girl at Ubobo Boyne Valley who used to open the shop cream jars and give some to her cat, then put the jar back on the shelf to sell, complete with drips down the side! I can’t buy designer brands; those items just get stolen. I also mentioned I’ve had problems with a girl from school (the bad school in question was New England Girls School in Armidale), Tasha Burn’s little sister, Gina Burn. She was 1 of the 2 dental assistants at the Dentist in Gunnedah, one Christmas, deliberatley causing extreme pain on my tooth, that was perfectly fine. Go and read my dental story. (You can check what page on my INDEX). Anyway, that girl in the photo above looks like Tasha Burn, that’s what she looked like at school. I saw a photo of her in 2017, she pretty much still looked the same, just a little more mature (better actually, no acne now! I think she mentioned on her page, she was a model now). Only I am not 100% sure that girl I got on camera is Tasha burn – due to the lookalike phenomenon that Cathy Goldman is involved in (read my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story on P1). Although, extreme likeness. Back at the dentist, it was most definitely Gina Burn. So not a coincidence that AGAIN I see Cathy Goldman, and possible a girl from my past, the same school I went to, with items stolen. (Cathy Goldman worked at that school while I was there. She was obsessed with me at school too; mildly so, I did not feel it a problem at the time.) Cathy Goldman is totally preoccupied with me, she is a stalker, she is a pest and she should be shot. Oh, I want to mention, she would also be friends with Wainberg girl who looks like my landlord at Gin Gin, if you have read that saga yet. A most definite problem emanating from that school (NEGS), you would have to be a totally hopeless mother to send your child to a boarding school. (Or extremely manipulated one, manipulated by rich teachers who want paying customers). Sometimes when I write about situations in my life, other people tell me about their situations, which may have been similar, or way worse. I always welcome other people stories, but I’ve never actually heard anyone telling me about any obsessions they’ve had by school teachers/house mistress’s, nor any constant theft, like my situation. In 2024, since I rejoined Facebook with a slightly different name (after being banned for five years), there is someone stalking me on Facebook calling herself Donna Marie from Sarina. So I know it is not the same Donna Marie, it's just some stupid dog pretending to be Donna Marie - she must have read my blog and my story about Donna Marie the thief, so she's in turn stalking me, she tries to undermine any comments I make. She's trying to discredit me intern, I think. (which is a little bit hard, SINCE I DON'T FUCKING STEAL YOU STUPID MORON DOGS). Dogs playing sides. I do find it a little bit bizarre that somebody out there is trying to be Donna Marie, and trying to ‘get me’ in this manner; so, don't they have their own life? don't they have anything better to do then sidleup to some retail thief? The whole concept is just really strange to me, and no wonder I can sometimes appear so doe-eyed on my blog when talking about all the dogs in my life; you know, you're meant to be human, you're meant to have a brain, your own brain, you're not meant to function like a dog. I'm not even ensure that it's a female pretending to be Donna Maria, it could be a male. So I would just would like to say ha ha you fucking idiot with no life, if you want to continue to stalk me on Facebook, go ahead, you have my permission! My mum in the early 80's with her mom. Either the real thing, or a LookAlike! This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature My Wall Hanging done at age 16, first place at Gunnedah Show 12. Teach me a lesson - mindset I need to write a whole paragraph on the next topic, as it has been a HUGE persistent problem for me. And that is about little people. Actually, not only little women, but little boys too, who take it upon themselves to “teach me a lesson” – they take a great deal of time and thought, into coming up with ways to carry out their plan. And 9 out of 10 times, no in fact I would say 10 out of 10 times, this person hasn’t really needed to teach me a lesson, as there was no injustice or spate, nor was it ‘their place’ to do so, but they can see an opportunity to go on a power trip, to make themselves feel better about their miserable lives (which would be miserable in the first place due to this exact issue). I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve had it up to here, and beyond with these imbeciles. I have such little respect for them now, due to their total narcissism. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. Get your own goddamn life, and stay the fuck out of me and my hair. I mean are you the type of person that has other people constantly trying to “teach you a lesson”?? I’m thinking most of you would say no, what weird and bizarre world are you living in! - well guess what, I am that type of person, I think it’s because I am always on my own, and also, guess what, I never do anything wrong, I’m always respectful, I certainly never break any laws. I don’t lie, cheat, or steal. YET, I have these nazi monkey types constantly on my back, this happens so much to me in my life that I have to write about it here in the hopes that the stupid nazi twits, can be enlightened to stop. I also feel the main reason why they get it in their little heads, that they have to “teach me a lesson”, often in a most vindictive and spiteful way, (but not always, I saw one girl boasting that she can teach me a lesson without being cruel, – the fact that she was ‘teaching me a lesson’ did not enter into her stupid little head as a dysfunction.} Is because I’m the type of person who never yells and gets angry, and so they think they can get away with being disrespectful, time and time again I see this behaviour from people (hey, it’s not up to me to rein you in – CONTROL YOURSELVES). Also, I’ve noticed this behaviour, is mainly from people of a certain mentality i.e., not too smart and not had too much privilege in their upbringing. Often, they have had bad power tripping teachers and parents too. But there have indeed been many people who have taken such action, who well know better like, school teachers and certain men lauding over women. And ofcourse the woman who is married to a tyrant, who seeks out younger people to take her frustrations out on. “My turn my turn” – stupid women.) there has been so many I can’t think of any good examples here. I guess I should have kept track, as any reader would need to here how in order to believe me, I am guessing. But they are really passive aggressive. There was a show on tele the other day, in the story (can’t remember name), one of the main characters was teaching a younger girl a lesson, well, he was trying to anyway, as the girl was not having a bar of it, because she was confident, assured in what she was doing, possibly a little arrogant, but not intimidated by this man at all. But the man, he wouldn’t let up, he just kept on and on at this girl, with her indifference and cockiness, really pissing him off, and I guess her silence with him, spurring him on ‘untethered’. Until his colleague saw him, he could see what was going on, and he literally had to pull a gun on him, to get him to stop chastising this girl: the man was “dog rapid obsessed” with the girl. This scene, just resonated with me, I have experienced the same thing, but with women, only you know, there’s no one ready to pull out a gun on some stupid dog, let alone stand up to these mere bullies (well not usually, as usually no one can actually see what’s going on, in my experience.) Also, I’m not in a partnership, so I have no one in my corner backing me up, ever, this is mainly due to the dogs who play sides, {this is one of those areas, where no one, I should say, hardly anyone, can see the passive aggressive bitches working, I have talked about it several times on blog, how people naturally ‘side’ with people in any situation, but there are ‘entities’, human ones, out there, women, who manipulate people, all the time, so as to ‘play sides’ against me. Even after exposing them on my blog, they still do it. I said mainly, because, actually I am not the type of person to easily befriend someone, I am happiest on my own. Someone friended me on Facebook, and I can see the dogs there, manipulating this person into being a bitch - they can’t help themselves, they do it with every single person I encounter including family. Most people are weak and blind. So, friends are definitely few and far in between, (I won’t tell you what one of my friends did to me after we just left school …., such betrayal!) Really, I believe, you cannot have female friends after school anyway, life is different from when you were at school). So, ‘they’ think no one is watching, or they work in a gang, usually a pack of women, who have found a common enemy, and they use it to bond together, it becomes about that - it is fully sick and most people, fully disgust me in their dysfunction. Most people are naive. It reminds me of a game we used to play when infants “Goodie vs Baddies” - this was the evolved version, as before it was “Cowboys vs Indians”, by then (late 1970’s there was a collective consciousness about racism!! – and side bar, see how the collective consciousness works, you just have to bring to light something bad, and it slowly sinks in to peoples psych, until it is no longer a problem – hence my Blog). And see, the world can and does change. Just very slowly. {Actually, I think the collective consciousness also works in kind of the opposite too, as in, when some stupid little girl steals from me, they may think that it makes no difference, and is insignificant: ‘she doesn’t need it, I need it more’, no harm done, I’m just a “little mouse taking some cheese”. But NO, due to the collective consciousness and possibly things way out of my or any one’s control, there IS A REACTION: a great disaster or a great tragedy unfurls or is unleashed on mankind, and all because of some stupid greedy persons significant NEGATIVE FORCE. It’s hard to explain, but I believe great “natural disasters” and or evil crimes happens as a result of their small little pathetic crimes. What’s worse is there are many people who can see these great disasters unfurl and think “look how baaadass I am” how cool! Male and female alike.} So, back to those dogs playing sides, trying to create the common enemy, they are wanting to create a “Baddie” – like on Superman. They really are sick in the head. When I moved to my new location, I tried to join the local Landcare, but the girl running it, said I had to be “approved” first. She wanted to check that I was not a “Baddie” ! now Landcare is a volunteer organization, so actually, what was she afraid of? Did she think I may be an ax murder? - someone with a criminal record? Maybe she thought I was a drunk who wanted to join Landcare? BLOODY STUPID WOMAN. This is nothing but discrimination by “the common man”. So, I will be glad not to join a discriminatory organization – thanks very much. She later stole 10c from me, I guess a ’punishment’? STUPID. Btw Bundaberg Landcare refused to take my native tubes to sell, and Mackay Landcare refused to sell to me period! QLD Landcare are still learning! It also comes right back to my little philosophy; if you give them enough rope, there’s not one person who won’t hang themselves. They seem to think power tripping is a type of luxury – so bizarre. Someone told me once, that if you can remember back to your childhood, any incident where you were chastised for being naughty, then the chastisement was probably too harsh for the trivial nature of the naughty matter. In my life, in my adult life especially, I am referring too, as I did not have this problem as a child, mostly, (bar 3 or 4 rotten teachers), but I remember everything, every reprimand. I can assure you, I know and remember well, who each and every single stupid monkey who has been on my back, and what you have done, and I have cursed you. You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things? because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. Btw I have been accused several times of wanting to “teach people a lesson” – because of this Blog! Which I find amusing: if you write down what people do, including who is doing it – they think I am “punishing” or either “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. – well NO to “punishing”, as if I caught someone stealing red handed, you would then see some punishment behaviour, just writing about it IS NOT PUNISHMENT (idiots). But, bingo to “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. Definitely, that is the point, completely, since there seems to be NO other way. 13. Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism I am now 47 and over the last 25 years, I have unfortunately formed a really low opinion of women. I do want to mention I went to an all-girls school and I don’t have any memories of being surrounded by stupid women at school, I felt like everyone was pretty much normal, it was only after I left school and entered the workplace when I encountered a whole heap of stupid women. {Actually, it was later determined, that public transport in and to Sydney was a major factor in this opinion}. Back when I was young, when I thought about the women’s movement and feminism, I just thought it made sense, women must be oppressed (women are oppressed) that’s why they are not paid as much as men, and I could see why hopping on the bandwagon for equal pay was a good and virtuous thing for a woman. And indeed, I have come across many women who have been very smart, and not only should be paid equally, but should be paid way more than the typical man, what they bring to the workplace is invaluable, however, this is the minority, and most women, do not contribute anything aside from bitchiness/bullying/pettiness and theft – in my experience. And I have known prominent feminists doing a total 180°C in their mature years, changing their mind, because they have seen so many puppet women. It those little puppets, that give all women a bad name, so if you see a sleeping beauty, wake her up, like I do “fuck off you stupid bloody dogs”. Having said that, when I was 20 and got my first job, I was so underpaid it was unbelievable; compared to the same aged men employed at the same company ($200 difference in weekly pay packets, 1994 – how am I meant to save for a house deposit on that kind of money?) And while I put a 20-year-old girl automatically into the ‘sleeping beauty’ category, - they are really naive at that age, raised to be so, at any rate they were back then, times might be different now, but I don’t think so, and they are very unaware of the fact that there are “walking retail victims”, women in their 20’s that is. (Last year I ventured onto Facebook and the oppression that goes on there, the unwillingness to know the truth about life, about the nitty-gritty and ugliness that goes on, is huge - still, this country is run by oppressive people.) Anyway, I consider my time important, way more important than minimum wage. I feel the government/Centrelink/Human Services/CENTERLINK, fail to acknowledge the importance of one’s own personal time, regardless of their thinking abilities. Actually, I think the whole ‘five day working week’ needs to be re-thought in my opinion, re-thought into 4 days! So, people can have a chance to live rather than consume themselves with work. Someone told me once, that the government suspect people would fight too much if the working week was reduced, that’s why they have 5 days. Perhaps this is true, I’ve encountered many people who all they want to do is fight, fighting is the only way they know to communicate, and alcohol influenced, back in the day all men were drunks, creating an antagonistic Australia. They just don’t know how to live, knowing how to live is something that is learnt and often not encouraged due to shame put on anyone who is not thoroughly invested in work or raising a family, or just shame in general, it is big in Australia - guilt. And a lot of people see fun and enjoyment in life as only achieved if one is tormenting someone else. (Really weird), but I can see the world is slowly but surely evolving (have you seen the longest glass water slide ever built on a huge mountain in China? Fantastic fun for hard workers!). All you oldies out there may have noticed that there also has been a movement in the health sector to target children. When I was a child there was no children’s health care where I lived, and definitely, none of the kids I ever encounted in my school were sickly in any way. I think when I was 10, they introduced dental care for kids. (whole other story bout how they mucked up my teeth (female dentist - you wouldn’t believe the amount of stories I have, that involve ‘fake’ female professionals or dentists for that matter, male alike)) However, the other day I noticed a whole Practice up here in North Queensland, for children, the field of expertise was chiropractic. There were 2 female chiropractors targeting kids - can you believe that? This is pure prey/hunt/pounce. And I think this hidden form of “cat and mouse game”, has come about due to the increase of women in the work place, who are not needed, and thus have devised a way to make money by finding victim parents and telling them they need to spend money on completely unnecessary adjustments in order for their child to thrive and be healthy, and to insinuate for them to be good parents. I am outraged by those women and that Practice. Wake up Sleeping Beauties, your child does not need a chiropractic adjustment! I tried to tell the common people on FaceBook what is going on - but they ban me, they want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, so they can make money. (Also, old men want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, as old men are perverts – its related to the sleeping beauty factor). Here is a good spot to mention, whilst I was online, looking on ‘Indeed Jobs.com’ available – btw, which is actually a good way to keep up-to-date with the world, see what’s going on in the real world, who’s hiring the most, what sectors are booming, who are the new innovators, who are the bad companies with a high staff turnover…. etc. Anyway I glanced at one job, it said “nanny required: $40 an hour”. Can you believe that? $40 an hour! I mean maybe too much time has gone by since I was a nanny, when it was like $6 - $13 an hour. But I’m guessing there’s a shortage of decent honest respectful caring women now - and that’s why $40 is on offer! 14. 5 kid’s Story At one point in my life, I was doing a lot of temp babysitting, and nanny work on the wealthy Upper Northshore of Sydney. One time I looked after this family who had five kids. 5. Really and truly, I’ve never come across a more absurd and stupid situation in my life. You’ve got to be absolutely nuts, but mostly stupid, to have 5 kids - both mother and father would fit into this category. What’s more, at the end of the night when it was time for me to get paid, and go home, they were reluctant to pay me, and when the father actually did, he came out with a whole lot of 1c and 5c coins, about $20 worth - how disgusting, the hourly rate was so low anyway. I mean his attitude was like “do we really have to pay her, how could she ask for money” he did not say this, but that was what he implied with his wife, as they were getting the coins out. It was like he felt, because he had five kids, (“I have 5 kids”) he was entitled to free childcare from me! FUCK OFF. I couldn’t believe it. I mean how does he expect the person who is looking after his child, to eat? How does he expect that person to afford to buy a house? Does he not think a childcare worker needs her own home?? ARSHOLE. (If I weren’t so pissed off, I might find it a little humorous how every mother thinks the sun shines out of her sons arse, when in reality her son is just an arshole, same as every other mothers son). Any childcare worker needs to be paid a proper wage thanks very much. And, I ‘reckon’, the supermarkets, as in Coles and Woollies, ought to be rewarding people who do not have children, in the form of discounts for meat, especially beef steaks. We care about the planet – multiple breeders DO NOT. We care about proper housing for every one – THEY DO NOT. We care about enough love and attention per child to foster proper mental health – they DO NOT. Any more than two kids is pure GREED (plus vanity). {Possibly only 1 other experience I have had, surpasses the absurdness of the 5 kids situation, and that is the ridiculous experience at RMIT college Chiro clinic back in 2005. (I bet all those fake STUPID girls were 3rd borns). {I have medical proof these days about my back – so “oh whoops” – you bloody stupid blonde, accusing me of faking back problems – utter 3rd born stupidity.) Oh, later at Sarina I saw a woman with 12 kids, I think it was 12. Not sure if there were all hers, but she implied they were. SICKENING. Infact I will put that story; A few months ago, last summer actually, I went over near Sarina Beach for a swim. This was the first time I had ventured out to the beach, and as there were people there, I wanted to talk to them and hear their opinion on crocodiles and stingers. They were a family, a mother and a father with, I think, it would’ve been about 12 little kids, they were Islanders. They appeared to be the only 1 family. So, I started talking to them. (Putting my personal opinion of large families, on the side. If you read my blog, you’ll be quite familiar with it - it’s not good.) Anyway, the mother said that they’re always there swimming, she brings the kids down every day. And that they don’t have any stinger suits, and they’ve never been stung. And they aren’t concerned about crocs, but they just stay close to the shore, in that little area. After we finished chatting, I thought, well that’s good to know, and left to get my goggles. But as I was walking off up the beach, two of the littler kids started following me, unbeknownst to me, but when they had nearly caught up to me, because I had stopped up the top to collect some driftwood, and I saw them, the father finally realised that the two of his kids were following me, and he called them back down. They raced off, back down the 200m or so!! lol. Later while I was in the shower, washing my 94cm long hair – (which gives me a lot of time to think about things as a I detangle!) I was thinking about YouTube, and what a good platform it is, if you’ve got something to say. It seems like of late, I always have something to say, and so I’m thinking YouTube would be a good place to talk about that issue. And that real scenario of those two little kids that were following me. Like their ‘sleepiness’ would be beyond most people‘s comprehension – the fact they can’t think for themselves and that’s why they simply started following me. Those two kids will need supervision like their dad, for the rest of their lives. Well, at least they've got excuses, that they were young; still learning how to think. But much worse, is I have grown adults following me in this manner too. It is downright scary how asleep and stupid a lot of people are. It’s not just a ‘young child’ thing in Australia. It’s really strange to me that people don’t comprehend that multiple kids lead to total health problems, including mental problems of this nature. As I personally have this particular problem from non-thinkers - all the time (and it’s not just little kids, little 3rd borns, 4th borns, or 5th , 6th, 7th, 8th , 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th…..), young women in particular, in their 20s are the worst. But it’s all zombie 3rd born related. I suspect some of those zombies who follow me, must kind of ‘come to’ and think “what am I doing here at this bloody girls place”, and start to get pissed off – not knowing really why, and so then just steal from me in retaliation at their own stupidity?? Like it was my fault! Idiots. I just can’t believe that it’s not ‘a thing’, and why is it up to me to spell this out to people. It’s 2023, humans have been around for yonks. This factor should be a well-known talked about issue. Btw, later when I was soaking that driftwood, there in my tub, were about 20 little baby irukandji stingers! Yikes. Deadly. ON A DIFFERENT SIDE NOTE, when I was working back then with many families as a temp nanny, I noticed the ‘girly’ type of women always had girls. And the ‘nazi/yelly’ type of women, had boys. With a mixed personality, having both male and female offspring!! It was always the case, out of dozens of families I encounted. I was seriously thinking my situation was some sort of set up; surely it can’t be such a coincidence! But I think it is definitely true, personality types dictating offspring sex. I also have a personal theory that a pregnant woman who have a ”huge” belly when due; they will be having a very healthy child. The smaller, the weaker. Sorry to say. Actually, in encountering so many families and mothers, in a position of servitude, I noticed quite a few other things, like, I was working for this one family, the mother with her little girl not yet 1, and a boy 5 or 6. Every evening we'd be in the kitchen together, the mother preparing dinner for her and her husband, and me feeding the kids at the table. If I were to ever speak with the mother, the son would interrupt me and try and take over the conversation, like he really wanted his mother's attention all to himself. Like she was his temporary wife, his fill-in, until he reached the appropriate age to obtain his very own!!! I was quietly amused at such motherfuckery. And actually, I'm not sure how healthy it is for a son to be so possessive of his mother, or well, maybe they're just born that way, a personality type (?) (I doubt it, I think mothers get off on things like that "my son loves me so much...".) Mind you I was apparently later accused by some idiot (probably bimbos from the television industry) of being a nanny due to wanting to ‘sidle in’ and steal somebody's family!! plus, also, something about being gay, something derogatory, not sure what. But then what’s more, somebody else said that they saved me from such accusations, by stating for the record, ‘it is not true, as she previously told me the main reason I was a nanny, was because I wanted to see whether I wanted family and kids’! BTW, after working as a nanny, I could clearly see that I did not want either. I can asure you thats true, I do not want YOUR family! Lol. It probably has more to do with being bullied in the workplace, as apposed to the quite simple domestic arena. But I find it doesn't matter what I do in life, there's always going to be someone who's going to say something snide and sinister and evil just like that accusation. You know, before I wrote this blog, did you hear me going around accusing all those mothers I worked for of being bloody hopeless, so much so that they needed a nanny? I don't think so!! (Not mentally ill, just hopeless). One time, I was attending a job interview, for nanny work, it was at Lane Cove, a very nice area. And I tell you what - there are some weird people and stupid bitch mothers out there!! This woman wasn’t home when I arrived, I was let inside, to wait for her. As soon a she entered and saw me she just started chastising me for parking in her spot! She was really pissed off about it. Then she wanted me to wait some more for her husband to get home, for the interview! I probably should’ve excused myself and left then, as there was no way I would work for her. But I waited, then the husband arrived home, and oh my god - what an arsehole!! I have never met a man ruder and more disrespectful in all my life (well maybe aside from Fred at Bonds, but this one was still worse than the 2 imbeciles on the XPT train). I thought well, I need not be pissed off with that stupid bitch mother, because she’s married to an arsehole, she’s going have to suffer for it her whole life, so ha! I really do not recommend working for a house wife. I’m reminded: I do not have water views like that stupid bitch because I’m not a stupid bitch. It seems to get ahead and be rich in Australia. You need to be stupid bitch: reward for stupid bitches. 15. Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Dam and Blast, there are some stupid little thistles that work at the Australian tax office. I have a business. I’m a registered GST Business owner. I pay tax on any sale I make, and if I have not in the past, it’s because, that income has been under the taxable income threshold (which at the moment is $22,000) So I do not owe the tax department anything. I never have. I’m not the sort of person that would let myself get into debt with anyone, let alone the Australian tax office - yet I’m fairly certain they may have had something to do with the fact (actually I can’t say for certain) but I have been banned from eBay, and since eBay was the main source of my income, I’ve more or less lost a big slice of my business. But when I phoned the tax department one day, because of a linking issue with My Gov, the person I spoke to was very odd and sly, he was asking me odd questions, it was from these questions, that I suspect, he suspected, I was stealing from him, and that little shithead, is the reason why I can’t continue my business! what an idiot! This is what they do in Australia; instead of encouraging small business they destroy people who have small businesses, I hope he gets cancer and dies. (I suspect the Coact jobs provider at Gin Gin, Carol Watson may also have something to do with it, due to her question one day) fake name. Someone told me one day, that the tax office can’t get to the big guns like big businesses to pay tax, like bunnings {and I’m sure they’ll be numerous more} and so they pick on little people that are powerless and have no status in society, like me, - it’s their nature to be arseholes. That’s what makes them stupid – everyone is accountable for their actions in the end. By the way, I’m a firm believer; you’ve gotta pay your taxes! We have roads, we have hospitals, we have schools; because people pay their taxes. If you drive a car, get sick, you’re going to need those resources just like everybody else, so just pay it and be happy that you can. And, also when lodging a tax return every year, if you earn under the taxable income threshold, then you do not have to lodge a return – this is clearly stated on their website, but it stated you have to lodge a form that states “non lodgement”, I guess, so they know why your not lodging. – so about about 10 years ago, before they were online, I did not know about this form, I only knew about the taxable income threshold, as that is what was stated in the tax return – there was no mention in the tax return to lodge a separate form (their mistake), so I did not do anything for that 3 years. So I suspect those stupid tax people saw that I did not lodge and suspected I was stealing from them in those 3 years, as in earing and not declaring. And as a result have been apart of the stupid little boy network who have been stealing from me. Once again YOUR MISTAKE. And btw, last year I paid tax on several large sold items on etsy, and the only way to claim that money back (several hundred dollars, as I was entitled as I had not reached the taxable income threshold – but had many business related expenses that I could claim as) - was to lodge a tax return. So, even though I was STILL under the taxable income threshold {I personally believe those purchases were made by the tax dep so they could steal from me in this manner – a calculated plan to steal from me}, I put in a return to get that money back, as tax had already been paid on those items. They were NOT entitled to tax on those items. I know the laws. So, after going to all the bother of lodging my tax return, the tax department didn’t give me my tax refund - they just refused. (They lost, they lost their calculated plan, and refused to belief they were wrong). (Reminds me of the Bunnings Bimbos). Thieving arsholes – although I am guessing it were female behind it – women are the biggest thieves. And the biggest liars. Although they don’t have the biggest egos, so could be the boys. Who knows. The bottom line is the Australian Tax department stole from me too – guess they wanted to hop on the band wagon - the thieving dog bandwagon that is so prevalent in Australia. 16. Emily the Greeny I don’t have any chemicals in the house (aside from the rare occasion when I need bleach for the mould) that’s the only one. But of course, I need washing powder and dishwashing powder - but I choose the green brands, which means I can use the grey water on the garden, so I recycle all my water and I make sure no water goes to waste, ever. (I have since moved in to a town, a unit in QLD, and it is much more difficult to recycle the water – infact I cannot, and all the overflow, including septic, runs out into a little creek that runs through the property (yikes – I can’t believe they are allowed to get away with doing that, especially as this creek joins the bigger one across the road, and kids swim in it) This is what happens when there are NO greenies in power. Stupidity happens. Blonde stupidity, like my neighbour. Perhaps they need to introduce ‘environmentalists’ to inspect properties that have creeks, to make sure there is no polluting. I heard the manufacturer down the road, also pollutes into the same creek. This is not something that only happened in the 50’s and 60’s when people knew no better. That’s one of the reasons why I said on my blog moving up to QLD, is like stepping back in time by 40 years. My other neighbours said it was more like 100 – 150 years. I only use pure cotton tampons, so they can be composted. (After I wrote this bloody Woolworths got fake “green” tampons from kotex, {Kimberly-Clark American conglomerate, although I was advised before, kotex was Romanian; Americans trying to blame Romanians!} – anyway these IDIOTS make those tampons now, out of polyester blend. STUPID STUPID. I have switched brands to Cottons Organic and Moxie. And HEY BEANS FOR BRAINS: The planet is more important than the economy. I clean the windows with vinegar. I mop the floors with tea tree oil and vinegar. And do the kitchen benches with water/vinegar and orange essential oil. Or whatever oil I am in the mood for! I only buy the real paper towels, and not the fancy branded one that has silicon, polyester and plastic in their paper towelling (disgraceful; is not biodegradable). By the way, I don’t use toilet paper; I have a bidet with cotton washes for drying, saving millions of trees. Millions. Plus is 50000 times better; cleaner. I always buy those wooden cotton tips for ear cleaning, even though I dispose of them properly anyway, unlike some bad people who live by the coast. (Wooden tips are biodegradable). I don’t buy tuna, in order to save the dolphins, and save my health from toxic ocean pollution. I try to grow my own vegetables, again after moving into a rental unit, this is near impossible. On those rare occasions when I purchased bacon, I only purchase sour stall free bacon (coles has it). And I certainly only ever by RSPCA approved cage free eggs, and chicken, which are still a very good price. And I never eat anything made from goats milk due to the slaughter of all the poor male goats. I use fans mostly, with misters. I certainly would never put in a fireplace – only bimbos would do that, not only do they pollute everyone’s air, but they take heaps of valuable time to prepare with kindling and firewood. Plus, they are stinky and messy and need constant attention and cleaning out. (I don’t think some people think things all the way through….they are not romantic, they are dirty! – course Australia is not a cold cold country – but in Siberia, they do not use wood fire either). I only drive anywhere, when I have a point and a purpose - I don’t hoon around pointlessly like the local hoons, trucks and council workers do, or follow someone because they are bored - polluting the airways. Btw – how can you all put with those nuisance drivers? HOW?? {I have a ‘fantasist’ motor biker stalking me (he thinks he is Evel Knievel) at new address-maybe he/she is trying to be more green with a motorbike now instead of car?} And at my house (2021), I don’t even mow the lawns either, I have a ‘wild’ garden! again saving the air from pollution (I’m not sure people realise how much petrol engines, pollute the air, they are TOXIC. There are health warnings on cigarette boxes, why are there none on petrol caps? The smoke from your car is 50,000 times more toxic than cigarette smoke). I don’t think most motorists realise every time they start that ignition, and idle away, for every second they’re burning fuel, they are polluting the environment. They are polluting their own airways. Sidebar time: at one point in my life, I got it into my head I should have an electric car (2012). But I couldn’t get an electric car, they were way over budget back then, so I opted for a second hand Ute which was diesel instead of petrol. The reason why I was so adamant I wanted an electric car was because the smell from my car then, petrol, I found absolutely repulsive. I almost developed an allergic reaction to the smell of cars. I really believe they are DEADLY. So, when I got my diesel it was heavenly, there’s practically no smell from it compared to my old petrol car. When combustion engine burns petrol, it leaves behind oil in the car (sump oil), that is basically toxic putrid -it’s so disgusting. Lawnmowers produce it too; if you get some of that used oil, and put it on your lawn, you will see it kills absolutely everything that it touches. It’s so toxic. I see people on youtube drenched in sump oil – they have no idea. Really, it should be a high priority, of getting rid of all petrol engines. Yikes! I use wooden pegs on my clothesline, (unbelievable how many backyards I’ve seen riddled with pieces of plastic broken pegs, yuk, yuk, yuk and stupid). I buy 2nd hand goods when I can (new location, 2022, there are no 2nd hand furniture shops! Can you believe that, not even a tip shop, and only thieves on gumtree who only buy my goods when their stupid offspring steal from me. What is wrong with people?) I did spend $14000 on a 5kw solar system, but that turned out to be a scam, my bill went up, yes after spending $14000, my bill went up. Do be careful of greedy business people wanting to take advantage of caring people who have good intentions. I was told later, that I had to make the sacrifice in order to get other people to copy and start spending money to save the environment. I believe it has worked; have you seen social media these days with all of the people standing up for the environment, it's amazing. Make sure you ‘carbo offset’ your own life. I have also planted thousands of trees. Although I have had difficulties with people just pulling, yanking, my trees out of the ground. Regional rural areas; still have problems with people who don't appreciate nature or the environment, especially farmers, unfortunately – and men in general, in my experience, seem to be really retarded in this area of nature, like nature is something to rebel against and destroy. {So stupid}. You know when I was in Melbourne and visited the open gardens down there, a few years ago now, I bet there would've been more people there in Frankston visiting those gardens, than who attend football games! There is a great love for nature, and nature is going to win. The photo above on the far right shows a wall hanging I did as a young 16yr old, experimenting with weaving techniques - got first place in the Gunnedah Show! 😁: 17. Take Photos and Videos of Everything I am getting a little annoyed of seeing ‘unable to right click due to international copyright laws’. I think most people are a little confused about what you can take photos of and what you can’t; Basically, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING If you take a photo of some stranger that you see down the street and then upload it, this is NOT illegal, nor does it violate any privacy laws. And it doesn’t matter what age the person is either, nor if it’s a video of them. It’s also the same with artwork, if you go into a gallery, and take a photo of the wall that has a painting on it, that is NOT illegal. So, if some curator dog comes up to you and chastises you for taking a photo in a gallery - you can tell her where to shove it. I would possibly even slap them on the cheek as well (that later action may be illegal, but, possibly worth it). 2nd photo above is my mother, Fran, and her adopted mum, Gwyneth Flood around 1987: 18. If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will My mother was adopted at age 18mnths approx. According to our grandmother, she was adopted from her uncle, whose wife died, and he decided he could not look after a little girl. My Grandmother was a liar. We determined this, as over the years, her story slightly changed, until finally she said, she would never tell. When my mother (Frances Lesley, formally, Flood, now Bieman, was in her late 40s, she decided she wanted to find out her lineage. I recall she paid a couple of different organisations a few hundred dollars, to look into it for her. They were total bogus scams. They came up with a whole ‘tall tale” for her, made up a complicated story about how she was part Asian! If you know my mother, well, if you just took one look at her, you would most certainly know that this was not true. As I was reading the information given by the Researchers some years later after she had died, it was quite obvious to me, that it was total bullshit, but – I bet my mum reading it, would have been taken in by it, hook line and sinker. So, this story is just a word of warning; if you don’t know your ancestors nobody else will. And it pays to keep your firstborn‘s around; they’re likely to be able to see things, that the previous generation can’t. 19. I would hate to born in Ethiopia Do you know when I was a young girl, there were starving Ethiopians. It was a big thing with famine relief packages being organized. It’s now 30-40 years later and they’re still starving. Look it up on wiki – they have famine there ALL the time. I have a message you may not wish to hear: Stop breeding you fucking idiots, why are you making life difficult for yourself? What woman in her right mind would want to inflict her childhood starvation pain, on to another child? Or should we just call you rape nation? I hear stories of women who are tortured as kids, they have shitty lives, yet they grow up, get a partner and have kids of their own, just so they can expose them to the shitty world too. Break the cycle. (Btw, this is the epitome of stupidity) Are they sadists? My meal today, consisting of fresh picked cabbage, purslane, beef mince, onions and sober noodles (plus a few herbs and spices). The mince was the cheapest bulk pack, it was the “Torana” of mince, but the noodles were so good, they were like the “Mercedes” of noodles. I know how to budget. Least I am not starving. You know, maybe if I put this up on Facebook, I may understand why I may have been banned (not agreed to it at all) - people don’t like to hear these ugly truths. Even though I believe putting up a message like this, would do more to help those people, than anything that has been done in the past 30 or 40 years in so called charity. BTW, a little birdie told me the real reason I was banned from Facebook was because I called some blonde a stupid blonde (it turned out she did have blonde hair, and I guess must have been stupid) as she was so offended, in her childish way, she went about brainwashing all the admin to ban me, and they totally complied with her manipulations. Poor little girl, offended because someone called her a stupid blonde, could someone please show her the starving Ethiopians. Oooh, if only I had a name and a photo. 20. Reference from Anna Abbott (I have included several references on my Blog, as it seems to be a silly reoccurring thing, especially as a renter, and someone continuously NEW, having to continuously move between rentals and locations. They want references, plus, people in the community, who have no business wanting any kind of reference, seemingly wanting some sort of validation, that they can ‘converse and ‘absorb’ me into their lives. And that I am not a common POOR slut or axe murder – this seems to be their biggest fear. I am not sure how people cannot see the correlation between school teachers and references. But if you want to know something about me, it is best you speak to me. NEW ENGLANO GIRLS' SCHOOL ARMIDALE, NSW, 2350 TELEPHONE (02) 6774 8700 FAX +61 2 6774 8741 PLEASE ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO THE PRINIPAL MRS ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. 7th November,1991 To whom it may concern, Emily Bieman has been a student at the New England girls school for all her secondary education. During that time Emily has shown herself to be a quiet, co-operative student who is conduct has been impeccable. She has participated willingly in a wide range of school activities; Emily has been a member of the Independent Girls School Sporting Association, and Combined High School Swimming Team, and represented the school in the Hannah Shield competition. During the past year she has served as a Table Captain a Fire Drill captain, and has been a popular and valued member of her form. However it has it is her creativity in the arts that has really brought Emily to the fore. She has considerable talents in design and has in fact, won the Dressmaker of the Year Encouragement Award, and Award for Originality, at the Northwest Fashion and Design competition. Emily was also a finalist in the 1990 and 1991 Armidale Wool Expo competitions. Emily is an original thinker who is blessed with considerable breath of vision and creativity. She is cooperative in school activities, and is a well respected member of the school family. I have no hesitation in recommending this talented girl to a future employer, and wishing her well in her endeavours. School Principal ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. In my original Blog I had next an image of a Job Add from Indeed, it was for a Gardening position, I noticed with all Gardening adds, they all wanted Police Checks; 21. Gardeners Discriminated Against It’s always the gardener jobs that requires a police check - gardeners are completely discriminated against. What do you think, all Gardeners are a bunch of criminals? Actually, later I realized, they most probably do this, as Indeed IT staff probably read about my experience with the pervy gardeners at NEGS! 22. Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Every activity you do with your body takes its toll, be very careful in the activities and work you choose; is it worth your while? are you being paid properly? are you been paid at all? if you don’t adhere to this warning, by the time your 40s come around (which happens in a blink of an eye) you will be aching, there’s no Medicare rebates for physio and massage which basically are the only 2 things that really help with these aches and pains (aside from pepper essential oil) Your employer will want to use your body as much as they can get away with, they are greedy, old and have no morals on the inside - be strong and stand up to them. NO CHAINSAWING Embrace being on your own, don’t rely on other people, you know best, you have inner instinct, (of course your own inner voice and not somebody else’s inner voice/images), which btw, nobody talks about, but is this very real ‘planet earth connection thing’ that happens - not that this has been a problem for me, but it is a problem for other people around me; Reflections, how some women do reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are, and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”, it is really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I am not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way. They follow you – like little dogs, they steal from you. You should avoid these creatures because they are thieving leeches designed specifically for men who want bimbos (they are rife in television and radio world. “Obviously, one doesn’t speak every single thought one has in one’s head - things could get a little confusing and offensive; when one speaks, one always applies common courtesies, along with common-sense and structure.” This is something I have no troubles with. However, I know for a lot of female tv / radio bims out there, this is something that they struggle with. And people take advantage of their sleepy nature. Most people are thoughtless, try and remember that, Emily! People are small and petty. Like, if you ever make a complaint to anyone (like your local MP, or your boss) you have to do it anonymously otherwise they'll harass, stalk and manipulate you for the rest of your life. They have mental problems and were raised badly by bimbos. They come from a different world than yours. And, if you tell people, you never get sick, then you have people trying to make you sick - it’s part of their senseless nature, you don’t understand it when you’re 18 but they do the opposite, due to bad nazi parenting/schooling in Australia, thus rebellion. You’re like an ‘open book’ people see/hear you coming, they will try and steal as much money and ideas out of you as possible, trust no one (you run rings around most people!) Women are the enemy, way more so than men. It’s not like school where you are all friends; every single person you encounter after probably age 20, will try and steal from you anyway they can EVERY SINGLE PERSON. A pusscat is better company than anyone. Don‘t listen to radio or go to music festivals (you don't understand when your young; no music, trust me). Get them to pay Superannuation, don’t work for a woman ever. Start saving for a house at 15, coax parents into giving you a deposit. (If you haven’t coaxed them into buying a house on your 18th! (Which they should, no more beer for you!) Live at home to save, but living in the community you grew up in is a good thing, people are nasty if they don’t know you, especially when you’re young, single and still vulnerable. For you, really having own home to nest in, feel safe in, is the most important thing. A place where you can invest money / effort into making things the way you want. Settle up North where it’s warm, there are less viruses, (flu virus is not caused from cold, but highly contagious, it will kill you). They hardly know anything about virus except the more times you get flue, the overall weaker your body becomes, I personally believe it to be handed out deliberately amongst the population. Plant heaps of trees everywhere you go, & flowers. When you’re young, for all Dr appointments, take a friend. I know this is a huge inconvenience but Drs cannot be trusted with young girls, as well as receptionist, dentists, nurses and assistants. None of them can be trusted to do the right thing/make right decision always. At any rate take a camera around your neck and record each visit. (I found alternative medicine people, nicer people, except that one pervert, can’t remember him now). Also, try to see the same GP always, that’s another reason why it is not good to move around, you will need a Dr to vouch for you later on against the cunts. NEVER go to dentist unless in extreme pain, (clove essential oil will kill any bacteria) just keep brushing every day lightly. Sensodyne, floss if you have to. Dentists are hopeless crooks that can’t handle your petite mouth. There is an Art of looking after your teeth. The point of life is finding your own personal happiness and things to care about, talk to your parents about their life, why they made certain decisions, they’ve had all the experience, you share the same DNA, use their experience (keep in mind they are pretty clueless about finances and how the world works, especially mum). And btw, all your friends and family will betray you in the end. It’s about money and power for most people. And when you’re 18 life is pretty good, if you think you have problems or are angry, forget about it, when you older, you’ll look back and think, not really bad compared to how things look when your wiser - you see the world with greater clarity, and all is not well in the country at all, there are a lot of big problems that people, particularly parents and school teachers (and news people for that matter) don’t really talk about, and the country is run by a lot of bad rich people or scared fearful people who don’t like change, and don’t like to rock the boat - reality can be so scary for them. Stand up to people who will try to oppress you (everyone). Don’t take out insurance. Especially car. Insurance is a total scam, if you put in a claim for insurance then you’ll have people following you around stealing from you, and they do it in sneaky ways where they can’t get caught. Organised crime is huge, and businesses are involved, so stealing is often done by not taking possessions, but by creating business for certain businesses. Australia is run by dogs – the good guys lost. They lie to you, and pharmaceutical companies are pure evil. (Maybe occasionally you will see glimmers of hope where something good happens, the world evolves a little bit at a time). After SouthPacifc, throw fashion out the window, become a speech pathologist, no, maybe even before. No fashion at all? but the “private” sector will screw you, the “public” sector have a whole heap of rules and so payments are guaranteed. So speech pathologist within gov department! {you don't really hear about highly skilled people much when you're young, but in my 50s now, I have seen quite a few very skilled people and these skills only come about from a lot of experience in the one industry}. People will be relatively respectful to you whilst your parents are alive, once they’re dead, if you’re not married, forget about it, you’re scum of society and treated as such. You’re going to be constantly hounded by bullies, the whole of Australia is made up of non-thinking bullies, they are every-where. I think the best advice I can give you to get them off your back is they respond only to loud strong language and intimidation, confidence is key. Get EVERYONE’S name, including coworkers, especially receptionists at councils, DEFINITELY CENTERLINK (record any interaction). You will need to know names for when they invent the internet! Don’t worry, internet is coming! Don’t spend money/effort on rentals, don’t purchase anything that can’t be packed in Ute – you will be renting all your life, frequently moving. They steal everything anyway, try to buy 2ndhand. {house prices skyrocket, no rentals available.} Tell Daniel to stay away from Heath Barwick, he is a thieving druggy idiot child with a bimbo mother. Don’t go to the cinema with that John guy. Tell Cathy Goldman and Rachael Wainberg’s sister to go fuck themselves – actually report both to police – you don’t know it but both are stalking you, actually report Heath too, he is stalking you too. Then never ever call the police again-they are completely naive and have no idea what’s going on.) 23. Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines? A LOT! I think those trees are Eucalyptus leucoxylon’s. A tree lined street makes such a difference to the whole atmospheric feeling of a place, especially when there are no bloody powerlines. I always wondered why Council spent so much money on fixing roads that don’t really need to be fixed, when they can be putting powerlines underground, that would be a far more logical and better way to spend money, plus create jobs. However I have since learned that the power companies are private companies, and Councils are run by government. So this is a bit of a dilemma, and the government really should not have sold out the electricity companies, until they did the all to important underground works. 24. Lord of the Flies Admin OMG, this is exactly what I mean. Look what they have done on this article re great shot of amazing Architecture ; Nazi Admin have gone out of control, deleting posts left right and centre. Plus they’ve totally got the wrong end of the stick; Hey! you’re allowed to use words like ‘Nazi’ and ‘porn’ without being offensive. Grow the hell up little people Admin. And by the way, I have encountered a few IT companies that have also been run in “Lord of the Flies manner. If you have not read the book “Lord of the Flies”, I highly recommend you do. I’ve mentioned it numerous times on my blog. If you have not read this book, you won’t thoroughly know what I’m talking about. It is the negative part of certain human personalities, especially amongst young boys, young men who are on a gung-ho tirade. Call the Guard!! Although this world today, which is becoming more and more matriarchy, rather than patriarchy, the same can be applied to young women, I myself have had to “call the guard” on many many many many, occasions when dealing with a lot of retailers. Did you know there is no emoji for ‘yelling’ or ‘blowing the trumpet’ – oppressed IT, COOEE! I did find this one though 🤐 figures. 2 5 . Why privacy is important I have talked about this before, particular in the garden - if you read my “Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-D” photo story on page 5 or my “Night sweats” photo story on page 10, possibly my Stalking Dogs in Melbourne story on p4. I go into detail about why it’s important, like a woman’s privacy, and predatory men, or theft, stalking female bimbos, as a result of no privacy, but, really most people don’t really care about those issues, even though those things that plague me terribly and make my life extremely difficult AND SHOULD BE DEALT WITH. I mean, I’m all for transparency; being honest and truthful in business and private lives, not making up lies in order to save face, or save somebody else’s face, or manipulate the situation, or to try and protect someone, kids. However, privacy is extremely important particularly if you’re a single lady, but really the number one reason why privacy is important, the reason anyway that would win a debate in the public sector; is business competition. I have found as a business owner, and because my privacy is somewhat compromised, I have dogs who can steal my customers in very sneaky ways. I have mentioned before on his blog that they steal ideas left right and center, which they still do, but my main business of seed selling, this doesn’t require too many new ideas, just requires customers. And, if the competition can see a customer sniffing around, well I’m not going to tell you some of the ideas that they come up with to steal them, because there are so many bloody copycats, and I don’t want to put any more ideas into their thieving heads, but they do it, and it’s because I don’t have privacy. Now I say this will win the debate, because I have noticed, for some reason that if you say its for business purposes you will immediately get the approval of everyone. Actually this “business purposes” is so significant that it would be a form of discrimination for those not in business and wish to make a point or complaint, etc. Have you ventured into town in the middle of the day? Do you notice how many people there are about, all on the street, all on the roads? There are literally 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people not at work. So that’s 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people who would be discriminated against. 26. Product Placement I remember watching this movie once called The Truman show, with Jim Carrey. I really liked it. About a man held captive unbeknownst to him, in a world where everything was produced by a producer, and everything was fake, so they were hidden cameras everywhere, and actors pretending to be his fake friends and fake family, fake wife, fake buildings fake workplace, even fake weather. I guess I liked it because I could relate to it in a way (dogs). There was a scene in it, where he notices that his wife was talking to him, but it was like she was talking to somebody else (she was obviously sending messages to the producer) and so he was left feeling slightly bewildered “am I going nuts?“ so, he exclaims in manic out-raged way “who are you talking to!” I think there are people who have seen this movie, and seen the way people can be manipulated, and who then like to try for themselves (I have found in life, when it comes to movies, particularly a good movie like that one, they copy everything in it). So, what those people do, is the product placement bits - they did it in that movie. In fact, I think that movie was the turning point, it was like was so obvious, and people so obviously saw how product placement works in movies, it was like product placement was brought into consciousness with the common people! So, they intern want to try it as well. Sometimes when I talk to certain people, I feel their product placement is so bad, I want to yell at them WHO ARE YOU TALKING TOO! And then I wonder, what possesses them to product place somebody else’s product. I think about any products that I think would be good enough to product place without receiving any money for it. And actually, I can think of only 2! One thing I loved when I had it, back when I was 20, on a fresh strawberry tart, was King Island Cream - it was the most amazing desert experience I had ever had! Best cream ever. So worth tasting. The other thing was Benjamin Moore self-levelling paint! 15 years ago, I bought this by chance, not even seeing the self-levelling part about it. I painted some craft wood shelves with it. As I was painting, of course when you paint, you get streaks from the brush lines, but after about five minutes, I noted, it literally did self-level and was beautifully smooth, no bubbles, it dried almost like a hard solid coating finish. Now 15 years later, I’ve still got those shelves and there’s not a scratch or a chip on it (and I have relocated 8 times) The craft wood is completely protected in this hard tough self-levelled coating. It is an outstanding product. I have since looked for it online, and I don’t think they make it any more, but they do have their own website, and for ‘almost’ a 4L tin of bathroom paint, it costs $150! so that is extraordinarily expensive, but their quality is unmatched in my opinion. So, I would have no problems product placing those two amazing products! Yesterday I saw a good movie about gambling. So, I have no doubt they were product placing gambling! But actually, I felt they were a little bit sneaky, whilst product placing gambling, they seemed to be subliminally saying, we are so good at this product placement now, that we are product placing to certain personality types; who we know are good at maths, but are lacking in areas like common sense, and also have big egos, so, don’t want to lose; These people make perfect gambling suckers and we want them by the bucket loads. And we are getting them. I have no doubt that it worked. I don’t gamble – waste of money. I’ve always thought anyone who gambles is just bloody stupid. I tell you, those businesses have got it covered; all the favourite Hollywood stars have had gambling scenes of some sort, and Hollywood people are very persuasive, so I feel like I definitely have to say something here, because people need help against persuasive Hollywood people! Don't be a victim so don't gamble. Money better off spent on good food and plants. And online gambling especially is for victims; you are never going to win. Isn't my Maidenhair Fern fabric print above , just beautiful! 27. Sun Dried Apricots I will include this method because my dried apricots were so amazing, they were unlike any other dried apricots I’ve ever tasted. There were two factors culminating in this, one was the variety of apricots, it was a new variety called ‘Story’ from Heemskirts Tamworth Nursery (Flemmings) - so deliciously big, sweet, fragrant and juicy, they were delicious at their optimum ripeness. The other factor, was in Gunnedah that year, it happened to coincide with the ripening of my apricots, was a four day extreme heat wave. This was an unbelievable hot heatwave, it was like hotter than I’d say any other year on record at that time of year (November), for four consecutive days. Hot hot hot!. I put out my apricots out each morning, bring them into the verander each evening before the due set in. After four days I had the most perfect sun dried apricots you can imagine. They hadn’t even discoloured, and I didn’t even use any vitamin C powder, which usually prevents the brown oxidisation on apricots. The flavour was extraordinary, so intense. It was really so good that it will be worth purchasing your own apricot tree so you can try this (and hope for a heat wave one year) Actually, the flavour was so good I’m thinking it’s probably worth fruit growers to take their almost ripe stone fruit out into Australia’s hot desert, so they can dry all their fruit by this method -unbelievable flavour. Come on Australia, wake up. I did them in my usual frames which consist of midge proof flyscreen, fully enclosed frames 28. Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Here is a quote from an Iraqi detainee who was falsely imprisoned at Guantánamo Bay for 14 years. This was his opening statement in his trial: “Where I am from, we know not to trust the police, we know the law is corrupt, and we know the government uses fear to control us.” This man is talking about his country of Iraq, however when he said this, it resonated with me. I am Australian, and as far as I’m concerned, he was talking about the police I know in Gin Gin and Bundaberg QLD, and the government that I know, - Centrelink, they are corrupt and they do use fear to manipulate - just as overcontrolling as the Iraqi government. It was only yesterday, I received yet another nuisance call from the new governments contractor who won the employment provider role – she claimed she was from them, (although her voice was familiar – and I have noted recently there have been a number of people calling me or who have taken my phone calls, that have distinctive voices; as in the same person who spoke to me when I phoned PayPal was the same person I spoke to when I phoned Telstra and Ebay – and not just recently but over the last 10 years, it has been the same person. Plus there is at least 4 “same people” people that I have recognised now, they claim to be a different person each time, but infact not – as I have finally got really familiar with their voice, and I now also record all phone conversations too, for comparison. I don’t know who is behind that, I would say, actually Telstra, since they do phones? Anyway, this woman, said they had not updated my details, placing me in financial harms ways. In the past I have had such monsters from Jobs providers, cut off payments on numerous occasions for no reason other than to strike fear – it is a game they relish – powertripping and fear mongering. They are fucked people. Btw, if you have to move, and you’re on employment, you’ve gotta come up with new bond costs as well as removal costs – and even the cheapest way of doing it yourself with hire truck, is still really expensive, ($2000 for my last move), so this is really difficult, there’s really not much left to save each week if your on unemployment, but Centrelink has recognized the fact that emergency payments will crop up, and thus have come up with a solution, and that is they will loan you $500 interest free, and you have to pay back $40 over the next several months until it’s paid in full. This is a good deal, when I had to move in 2000 and was looking after mum on Carer payment, I took advantage of that loan. {There will be some people that won’t know about the loan, its not advertised, that’s partly why I’m writing this}. Although in 2022 once again I had to move, and had to take advantage of the loan, and I noted, 22 years later IT’S STILL THE SAME AMOUNT of $500!! Even though we’ve had exorbitant inflation since 2000. I did send a message to Centrelink and told them about this thing called “inflation”, but noted it still remains $500 today. I will have to add, if they put the loan up to say $800 (more realistic Bond amount) then that would increase loan payback to “too long a period”, so they would have to increase the fortnightly payment as acknowledgement of inflation. So, get to it Mr Budget man! In my photo story “Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women”, I mention the dog who stalked me to my job interview, I assume she was from Centrelink, (by the way I had only been unemployed for 2 weeks, and I did get that job that day – yet still I had stupid dogs from Centrelink following me. That was 20 odd years ago. Yet I mention in my latest photo story “Hopeless Sadistic Doctors and Centrelink staff” that I was followed into Mitre 10 and the person who ‘incorrectly‘ served me, 3 times, for the point of hurting my foot, was the call centre boy from Centrelink who I had recently spoken with over the phone of late re Disability. So, it seems to me the staff at Centrelink have a stalking and “mind your own bloody business” problem. I believe those activities would be not only against their gov policy, but against the law – yet they are still stalking and harassing me. Do I need to contact a politician? The Mug shown above is my latest design called “ Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101 goldlight ahx4 ”, although perhaps I should change the name to “Perfect Pastels” available at RedBubble. Maybe it is because I have an artistic mind that I notice these things. Or maybe it is the fact that I am an artist, as to why I have dog type people on my back? I definitely think it’s related, it’s like certain sectors of the police and Centrelink don’t know how to deal with everyone, they only know how to deal with specific personality types, like those who are good at maths. I can assure you, there is a whole artistic world going, made up of some extremely talented and very very clever people - maybe it is that mysterious world that the dogs are trying to spy on, as they can’t see it. Blinded by maths. 29. Dyeing Story and the “female misodge” Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden – ALL YOU NEED ARE MULBERRIES!! Plans to Write a Book So, one thing I’ve done pretty much all my life, since I was a teenager, is dying. I dye my clothes and fabrics for sewing and designing. I remember being given a Bonds singlet when I was at fashion school, and were told to go away, come back in a few weeks, with a complete outfit, ready for the end of year catwalk parade, which of course must ‘star’ the Bonds singlet. I was in my element! I came up with this amazing design which had been hand dyed too, my design ‘starred’ the singlet, but you could no longer tell it had been a singlet, it was hidden below layers of same coloured dyed cotton poplin and tulle. It included a big over the top hat, and the bottom dress/skirt part, was detachable! Perfect for the catwalk. As I was in to spinning and knitting, plus gardening, I started sourcing seeds for dye plants, and over the years had grown a good collection of dye plants, and did a fair amount of experimenting. The more I got into it, the more I realised how many possibilities there are of obtaining dye from our Australian natives, and realised there was a need for a book written about this subject. So, I made plans to write that book in my old age, after I’d grown all my garden, and had a huge selection of plants to experiment with. So unfortunately, I had to leave my garden, and I was only halfway through planting all the plants that I wanted to plant, if that, and so there goes a good book idea, and no doubt, royalties for future Bieman kids or my favourite charity. Somebody else will attempt to do it, but I know that writing such a book, is a lifetimes work, so if someone does, it won’t be very good, unless they put the time and dedication into growing many many many native plants and trees, and tried all the many different ways and combinations there are of making it colourfast. Plus had lots of spare fibre to “play” with, and a lot of water to dye with - which I know, I would say, no other woman would do. Infact the only person that I know, who would do that, is me. Most women are preoccupied, and are too lazy. Anyway, the little dyeing that I did, turned out well, and that collage above shows some of the dyeing I did with dye obtained from nature in my garden, those ones were wash fast too. I did plenty of dyeing with the chemicals from craft shops too. Over the years, of doing all that dyeing, this one day at Rangari, I was looking at something I’d finished, and was thinking how well it turned out, better than I even had imagined it, I was in my early 40s at this point, and I realised that all the dyeing that I’ve done over years, had always worked out, and that I was pretty dam good at dyeing! I was basically self-boasting to myself. A few months later, I decided that I wanted to do some more dyeing, and I had run out of dye. I had to purchase more, I got a big batch from Rit, Procion and Cushing’s. But the next lot of mixed dyeing that I did, just didn’t work out at all, it was completely the wrong colour, very different from what I had imagined, and I just couldn’t work it out. I wrote it off thinking I must be slipping in my old age. A few months later I did some more, then, I realised the problem, it was NOT at my end, the problem had been with the packets of dye, the blue dye that I purchased indeed was not blue, it was green, and so no wonder it wasn’t working out. I realised at this point that those girls at Lincraft had swapped the pkts within each box. I bought 15 boxes, worth over $100, it was lucky that I only used 1 portion of one, and so I was able to return all of them except for that one (so ha ha to them) Also, I tested the Cushing’s; same thing, meant to be burgundy, but was actually purple - I couldn’t return that one, that company doesn’t exist anymore. And, same with Rit, my brown black was blue black, completely different tone. Years later when I was at Gin Gin, again I attempted to purchase more dye from a different place, I ordered blue, but they sent me turquoise, mislabelled. I guess that means no more dying. See “female misodge”, read below. Shame on all those craft girls, not just 1, several dye companies and at least 2 retailers. I do believe they thought they were being funny, but basically you are thieves, and not funny at all. I think those woman is so stupid, that they may have even been carrying out the ‘will’ of some arsehole man, perhaps watched her dad treat her mum in this passive aggressive way as a child? And she wants to be just like her dad. And the reason they target me, specifically is because I am not married. She thinks because I’m single, she gets to fuck things up for me. A reoccurring theme other stupid women do (it always the stupid ones). This stupid blonde is the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men- they are an absolute abomination, and hence why I said carrying out the will of a man. I found this to be a recurring thing with silly bimbo women, they muck about and play jokes, but the jokes that they come up with, are not jokes at all, they’re just basically bitch girl crimes. There have been countless others things that I could mention here, like when I checked my water tank and measured it, then came home that day and 4 inches was missing, someone saw me measure, then thought, ooohhh, look at her measuring, steal some steal some steal some – idiots, (in our time of drought, which seems to be persistent, stealing water is no joke, every drop counts) Boys are just as guilty as girls, I do recall writing about the mechanic, who broke my lights, thought it would be funny if I drove home in the dark, and the other mechanic who cut my fuel line, thought it would be funny if he inverted the petrol fumes inside my car. I mean just idiotic juvenile behaviour, carried out by adults, not funny at all, infact pretty sick. I really hope you get your comeuppance. I strongly believe that women who sabotage other women like this, is a ‘female misogynists’, (I call them a “female misodge” because they don’t want to see other women be happy, or win in life, they are just as bad as a typical stereotype misogynist male, who feels threatened by women. You know, I am outraged by all the dysfunction in society. MOTHERS COULD YOU PLEASE DO BETTER TO PRODUCE KIDS WITH NO ISSUES LIKE THIS. Misogyny - Wikipedia (/mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred of, contempt for, or prejudice against women. It is a form of sexism that keeps women at a lower social status than men, thus maintaining the societal roles of patriarchy. Misogyny has been widely practiced for thousands of years. I’ve noted now, since that dye sabotage has happened, instead of having usual dreams about dying my fibres, now whenever I apply my colour, like duck blue for instance, in my dream, it comes out electric purple. It’s like those stupid blonde bitches who work at the craft shop have changed my dreams into Negative Nancy dreams. Fuck them. I hope they get cancer and die. Btw, I heard that same stupid short blonde bimbo did the same to my glass paints, that I had purchased to do a door,- but never did as I had to move. She must have messed the paint colours somehow, and ha ha, I never used them. And also, ha ha to that bimbo, as I sold those paints to some other girl, and so that stupid blonde has fucked it up for another girl too. And I know that the bimbo only targets me, but now she is inadvertently targeted some other woman. ha ha! That’s what happens when bimbo women try to fuck things up. Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect. There was a movie on last night about a young girl who killed her parents and then committed suicide. I’m really hoping it was based on at least one of those stupid bimbos from the craft shops/ dye companies. The world will be much better place without a single female sabotager. And btw, I will no longer be purchasing anymore dyes – sabotaged themselves too – stupid. So, this brings me to my next observation. You know, if you’ve read my whole blog, you will detect a definite theme, about how I describe the nature of women, and what problems for me in particular, they cause. I suspect this is partly due because I’ve mostly only being around women, I went to an all-girls school and then worked in the fashion trade, which is basically full of women. From time to time, I have encountered men, who definitely fit the wiki misogyny definition above, like certain landlords I’ve had, and TAFE teachers, and sometimes the irony is so bizarre, because one man in particular; I would basically just describe him as pretty slow, yet his innate feelings of superiority over women were so obvious, that anyone could see his nature and his attitude just from a little bit of observation. And just from being old and wise now, and still observing what goes on. I can see more and more how men have been making the rules in the past, (the bible: “oh yea of the village, you all should not wear elbow patches on your coat, for I shall provide if you follow my faith” – yes, that is taken from the Bible, and see, it is all about control. Nothing wrong with being thrifty! But what really annoys me the most, is how men try to ‘trick’ women, and what they know about the world, like they kind of keep things a secret, from women if they choose, and so if a woman can’t figure everything out, that’s going on around her, - as there is a lot not taught in schools, especially in regards to social interaction, and the capabilities of people who manipulate others. (This is because teachers and parents don’t want kids to know the secret about issues of control – they want to control everything). Women tend to base their whole life on what they learnt in school. So, then she’s left in the dark, and that’s why men think women naïve. They also think a woman not employed or married, very stupid (women think that too) “Hey arsehole I know you can hear me” - this little sentence is a tactic a young guy suggest I use, when I was forced to deal with certain cocky evil older man. I am not sure this man thought I was personally inferior to him, but the fact that I was not rich, was what automatically made him think me naïve, and himself superior (brain washed by money). And because I was not partnered, he thinks this is permission to “play games” and be disrespectful, because I must obviously be a ‘party type’ girl, and there was no man around to take revenge anyway. Such a fucking coward. And, I’m not btw, which he sooner found out. {Like to add, mostly it is the single factor and not the money factor that motivates men into “playing games” and being disrespectful.} I would describe him as a revolting man, and I find it strange that any woman would tolerate a man like that, yet, he is partnered up. But see how every now and again, there are people who cross my path, who can see what is going on, can see that everything is not what it seems, and that there is unseen vulgar stuff (not to do with sex, but to do with power), happening. Like a whale tossing a seal. Just sometimes those people cross my path. And even on more rare occasions, they can actually help out, with a suggestion like this little sentence. They know about the evil plots and schemes used, to try and trick usually, women. But, as I have been around a lot of women in my life, I have witnessed mostly the opposite, with women trying to ‘trick’ men, and ofcourse women trying to put other women “back in their place” – this is huge. Plus try to play God at shopping places with microphones! And I am fairly certain that the whole of the ABC TV and Radio is run by women, and has been for decades. Full of “female misodge”, playing ‘class’. And I have to note, the unit complex, where, unfortunately I have to live now, - all the female misodge who witnessed me at Rangari, are highly ecstatic now, as I have finally “been put in my place”. (Actually, as long as there is no stealing, I would be greatly relieved to live anywhere, and this place is kind of hidden from the road and is in a very beautiful rainforesty area, but I’ve heard, they’re trying to get me kicked out of it again, as it’s ‘too pretty for me, and I do not deserve it’. I can hear you arshole, and actually, I deserve way better. Deserve and Deserved.) But it is an interesting mix of single people, male and female. At first, I had the old men playing their typical games of manipulation, their favourite thing to do, including fear mongering, and playing sides, (hey arsehole, I can hear you, and not my first walk in the park.) {That expression must have come from a woman, walking through a public park and noticing that there were a lot of men, pervert arseholes, around, staring and watching her. Lol. What I mean by it, I am used to bored people who don’t think I can see what they are doing, trying to manipulate my thoughts with signs, and fear mongering. I have had nearly 30 years of experience of people trying to do this, all though it gets worse the older you get. Bizarre.} So, the women in this complex, well, I don’t know if they are watching me see what’s going on, or if they can actually see what’s going on, - I pretty much doubt that they can see what’s going on, but they have decided, that they want to play to, playing sides is the biggest thing, they also involve the handyman, old man. And it maybe landlord related, I’m not sure, but playing games is what they do in order to manipulate; just like that, when in actual fact it has nothing to do with the landlord. (At past places too, as a renter and single woman - I just love having pervert power tripper handyman and body corporate caretakers sniffing around my unit. That was sarcasm in case you can’t tell.) I cannot do anything about that. Those people are acting on their own volition, without any provocation from me. It seems being single makes me irresistible to those ‘stupid’ personality types. I recall one time at Bulga, dad was out visiting me, and he had brought out a trailer load of firewood for me (cool dad), and was doing some chain sawing too. When the chainsaw started up, I immediately saw the landlord Robert, drive down from his house to mine, but when he turned in the drive and saw dads car, he reversed out and went back home – this is exactly what happens all the time, if there is someone around, the dogs back off - FUCKING BULLY COWARDS. {I know I have mentioned this chainsaw story before, but it’s just a perfect example to explain what happens to me regularly, as a single woman, often regarding small matters.} 30. Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing SINCE 3mnths prior before I left, I asked my landlord if she would like me to leave a bathroom “diy wall” I had put up in the form of a purple blanket, as there really needed to be something there to stop the smell from the compost loo. She got back to me in a most revolting and bitchy manner and said no, I was to remove it, and she also went into a long spiel about how I had better clean the bathroom when I left – stupid drunk IDIOT. (Little tip, stupid people, should really not drink, but being drunk is never an excuse for bad behaviour.) Someone else, suggested to me that my landlord Cate thought I was gay, – see my beautiful rainbow ribbon wind catcher! ($100 on Etsy) so strange if you use bright colours how people think you’re gay!! Again, more stupidity. I love bright colours, yet still not gay, try and get this through your thick heads. Anyway, so she thinks I was gay, so she discriminated against me, like being gay is an excuse for her to be disrespectful, she felt, if I was gay then this would make her feel superior to me. She’s totally, I would say “not right” in the head, but this kind of thing really comes down to stupidity and not being aware. She and along with pretty much a lot of other people. One of my favourite American sitcoms was Will and Grace, (still not gay) as I was watching reruns 10yrs later I realised why there’s so much discrimination against single people; the characters were downright discriminatory towards each other, if there was no boyfriend on the scene, they blatantly called each other losers. In my experience, people copy what they see on TV. I’m pretty sure that’s why there’s a whole lot of hopeless mothers, because they want to be, and so, copy the drugged up rich drunk housewife Karen Walker! Apparently, I was told; TV producers/directors, used to do this on shows with black people in the 80s, they would use subtle brainwashing tactics to discriminate against black people, and not just the easy ones, like putting black people as the “help” all the time, but other evil means and ways. Like use statements like “good-natured simpleton”, suggesting that anyone who is good-natured is stupid -although that’s not a black discrimination – they were having a go at anyone who is not a bitch. But that’s how they do it, use popular tv shows to impose social norms. And like how on that show called “Mad About You” in the early 90’s, about the popular good-looking couple who decided to get married and have a child in their city apartment, when before this, was like a general thing, that you would get married and settle down in the ‘burbs’, with a house and star pickets - they wanted people breeding in units, as there’s not enough room for everybody to live in a house. It’s really disgusting, and people should stop fucking breeding. Those brain washing tactics are very real and deliberate, you might think “oh it’s just a script for popular culture, for amusement purposes”, but think again. And they weren’t just being accidentally racist! Unbelievable. Same with how the police think that I am unemployed, so that would be a reason to be disrespectful towards me, and act superior towards me, and to automatically side with anyone and everybody else, such stupidity in society, I can’t believe it. So, I suspect my landlord took it, or the future tenant, who was to be living in that house. They saw how it worked, and saw that it was a good idea, and so just help themselves, ($40 Mosquito Bits for the compost loo from amazon). I also believe there was a thing in the past with my landlord rousing on someone who provided her sand, stating that the sand was full of biting flies. I think she may have been confused, because with any compost, it attracts nats. So, she would’ve put out her compost loo, which coincided with a delivery of sand, she saw the nats, and thought they must have come with the sand. So, the sand guy copped a beating from her. {This is why breeding is not for everyone, if you’re not wealthy and educated, really you shouldn’t have kids, you know, face the facts of reality}. They also took the carpet strip that I used on a ramp for my cat, and they took a large glass jar of small screws and a long Rio rod. {I also forgot to get a heavy-duty extra-large hanging basket off the back veranda when I moved, and I know I forgot that due to those thieving dogs doing distractions, that hanger was the only thing I forgot} My landlords name is Cate Rogers, I have no idea who is living in that house now, the address is Lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, Gin Gin, QLD, 4671 (no 7 in Village Lane, as house is not listed on Google Maps) I like to set the dogs and all the thieves, gives them a real guilty target and something to do; you really shouldn’t steal from me. Zero tolerance. By the way, I had quite a few items stolen in the 3yr period when I lived there, and I wasn’t sure whether it was the landlord, in fact, I was pretty certain it wasn’t her stealing, but then one day, I received a new water tank on behalf of Cate, who couldn’t be there as she was on holidays, and the tank had a separate filter, which I put inside on the shelf. And a couple of weeks later, I noticed that filter had been stolen, and I’m pretty certain the only person that would’ve wanted that stolen, would be Cate, because she thought maybe I might throw it out or something. So, if Cate stole that filter, this means, she stole everything - all the items I’ve listed here on my blog that have been stolen. Shame on her, she’s going to hell for sure, and I hope she gets cancer (and, what a stupid dog). And while I am on the subject of popular culture teaching young people how to live, I just watched a movie showing the lead ‘cool’ guy stealing from a women that he perceived as rich, (so not actually rich, just he perceived her as rich, but mainly she was not returning his flirtations with him). So, what that does it say to all young vulnerable boys watching that that behaviour? It shouts, is not only normal, but accepted – I was DISGUSTED, so much so, that I waited till the end credits and wrote down every name who produced and directed that movie, shame on them (note there are no woman listed – this could be the problem, - real woman haters): Ruben Fleischer, Rafe Lee Judkins, Art Marcum, Matt Holloway, Jon Hanley Rosenberg, Mark D Walker, Naughty Dog video game, Charles Roven, Alex Gartner, Avi. Arad, Robert J Dohrmann, David Bernad, Tom Holland, Carter Swan, Neil Druckmann, Evan Wells, and Asad Qizilbash. Calling all lady femme fatales ; this boys need a good whipping. 31. Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not I was thinking one day, why it is, that some people think certain men are gay, when they're not. Well, I have worked out why; it is it's because those particular men have a common learnt trait, and that trait is “bitch”. I find it happens to men particularly if they're close to their mothers, been raised by their mothers, or have many sisters and are close to women. They simply learn how to be bitch! For instance, if you think of those 2 famous characters on TV; Jerry Seinfeld and Chandler Bing from Friends; both of those gentlemen sometimes received comments from women about how they thought they were gay. And it's specifically because those characters make bitchy often sarcastic comments. It could not be any more obvious! Only just this morning someone online from an Adobe forum (who had an icon of an old man, and said his name was Larry), but he implied to me that I was lucky to be using the program that I am using, and I should be lucky and grateful. I thought well you know, that is a bitchy thing to say, as it implies for starters, that I am ungrateful in the first place. So, I told him, I was, then asked him if he was actually a girl? He said he wasn't. So, this is another perfect example. I bet he gets confused by other people too if they didn't know that he was happily married. I think I should make, it my personal mission too, to rid the world of “bitch” character in men. It’s bad enough we all have to endure women. But “bitch” in a man, well, it’s disgusting, and certainly a turn off! It is definatly a dysfunction. Raised by bitch mother; you could not wish that upon your worst enemy! I would go so far as to say it’s a mental health issue! Actually, I also thought of another factor, and that is sport. I am thinking men who didn't play sports as a child, in particular team sports, don't learn how to have that kind of "tough macho competitive - I'm going to eat you alive" attitude, that some sports instil. I know when I was a child I didn't really play any team sports, I did horse riding and swimming, solo sports. And I think that is why I'm a little different from a lot of other girls, and had such difficulties at my first job at Bonds, with all the other “tough macho bitch type” women there, basically all of the women who worked at Bonds were that type? Actually, looking at the big picture of that whole scenario, that is a little odd, and most definite a dysfunction going on in that company. I remember my Aunt too, in fact I've mentioned this before, but she must've realised at some point that her only son was a sweet and gentle boy, and that this was going to lead to some problems, so she took him down to Saturday morning sports in Balmain, as much as she would not like to do that as a single mother; going down with all the other parents every Saturday, she would've hated it actually (just the same as I would hate doing something like that), but she felt sport would have been that important. She probably noticed the difference too with mum's (her sister) 4 kids, as we all played multiple sports of some sort. Image above is me in my car port at new location in the subtropics – taken just before I chopped off all my hair – too hot for long hair here. Life Stories P4 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4(this) , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being Life Stories P3 The first photo above is of our; 1. Family House at 18 Henry St, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia - Collage When I was in 4th class, our family moved into town, from the Holwood farm 30minutes out of Gunnedah, to this house, 18 Henry St - it was my mother’s dream house, she absolutely loved it. There is a little story; About a year or so before they found this house, our whole family was at the Currabubula Art Show, all 6 of us, and my mother asked us all to go around and find which was our favourite painting. Now, of all the hundreds of paintings that were in that exhibition, (maybe 1000’s, they were all crammed in – very popular Art show), believe it or not, my dad and I chose exactly the same picture, it was a painting of a large federation house – and turned out, that the Henry Street house, was based on that one, it was a famous Homestead near Gunnedah, much bigger than our Henry Street home, but similar style/colours. Unfortunately, I never got to see it, it was privately owned. But, so, not only did Dad and I choose the same picture as our favourite, but as a family, we managed to find this house for our family home! How about that!! Mum’s friend, James White painted this picture of our house, he captures the green ivy out the front, the green pencil pine trees, and the green roof just wonderfully. The monstrosity above that is my photoshop addition! -this is what I would have done if I had inherited it! (4 of us, we had to sell -sold to a lawyer from Tamworth for a good price, and that is what his wife did to it! Shame about the lovely Ivy/matching roof, and all the trees down the side, ruined that wonderful ‘feel’ in my opinion - but the inside was not too bad, she ripped all the old carpets and did the floorboards, which came up lovely. Although I really liked the pink hallway. My sister, for some reason, some years before, painted the beautiful dark green window shutters, light green, and the new owner removed them completely. But she did put a lot of work into the place, as Dad had slightly neglected the maintenance side of things over the 30yrs he owned it. The family home is a special place, and spending money/time in this area is well worth it. (For me my heart still was out at Holwood on the farm – such freedoms – don’t get me started on the neighbours at Henry st, it seemed our family was the centre of attention… (although they were nothing compared to my ones at the moment). When we were selling this house, all the siblings took the realtors advice and put it to auction. They said that would be the fastest way to sell. It went to auction one Saturday, and hardly anyone even turned up, so it was put on the market, it took six months to sell, which wasn’t too bad considering some houses stay on the market for much longer. But in Gunnedah, I feel like we were kind of persuaded by the Real Estate to put it on auction, and in retrospect I can see why, they actually make a fair bit of money from organising an auction, even if there’s no sale, they still make money. I would say they make a lot of money this way by persuading homeowners to go to auction, and maybe in Sydney, in popular areas, this would be a good idea, but in rural Gunnedah, where most people are quite conservative and definitely not showy or outspoken, an auction is just not a good idea. I personally would never buy a house at auction, - way too much of an open book, there are experts out there can read your every move, and will have done background research into your finances as soon as you’ve registered - they will push you way above the value of the house just because they know your budget (if you have a good budget!). I have seen people being ripped off on more than 1 occasion this way. Fakers are real. Plus, I personally have dogs who follow me and know EVERYTHING about me, so, it's just out of the question - they would also know about the rest of my family, so you will get burned too if you go to auction. 2. TRIPLE Twinwall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect roof insulation I have found over years I have had an interest in houses, buildings, and architectural features. I guess it stems from being a ‘nester’ - a women’s instinct that they have to nest? And, I’ve always craved for more lighting, in any house I lived in {as I’ve lived in quite a few as a renter now}, they are all lacking light. So, I frequently imagine (secretly fantasize) about how to put in light – without the heat of the hot Australian sun. In Australia, the sun is so hot, you can’t even sit by a window if the sun is coming in. So, in 2020, I came up with a solution for letting in the light, but not the heat; Stack 3 layers of the ‘twin wall polycarbonate’ (which you can easily buy in the hardware shop) then you leave a 30-40cm gap between each layer, this traps the hot air while still letting in the lighting. Note, the building will need to have high ceilings, but that also contributes to cooler rooms by a lot anyway – everyone knows heat rises! I have done a little diagram above in the hopes people will ‘cotton on’ to the fact that we need light, and this is how you can do it, without bringing in the heat. I’m not sure if my little plan will really influence people too much, because you have to actually look at my diagram and read it to understand it, and not many people have time and patience, or would even see the image above – except, I know about the dog network! 3. The last photo across was on a photo story I named; Keep Australia Beautiful I remember very clearly that whole ad campaign in the 80’s, ”Keep Australia Beautiful” some genius had come up with, I guess councils were coming to the realisation of just what a grotty and dirty nation Australia was. And indeed, I remember going with my large extended family to an event in Hyde Park in Sydney, and at the end of it, everyone just got up and left (except our family), leaving behind this ugly disgusting mess of rubbish, it was so revolting and shocking I couldn’t believe it. I mean, coming from a ‘clean family’ who would never litter, it just struck me as absolutely horrendous that so many people, the whole general public of Sydney, seemingly, didn’t give a toss about littering, they had no problems leaving their rubbish, and expecting SOMEBODY else to clean up THEIR mess. Absolute pigs. How bloody arrogant are you Sydney? Plus, what’s more, mainly it is families that attended- so PIG FAMILIES. Who ought to be ashamed of themselves, I would say - fake families, as in families pretending to be families only, because they do not have any real family values, and are not doing responsible family things. Fake parents, bumbling through life. And, I don’t remember my parents been particularly ‘anal’ or ‘Nazi’ about rubbish and littering either, it’s just something none of us would do in public, or leave on the street (unless it was biodegradable and an appropriate spot, like an apple core in the bushes). Maybe being raised in the country was different to being raised in Sydney, country folk have better morals?? So, I guess ”Keep Australia Beautiful” was definitely inspired by that, although I’m not really sure it had a much effect on the people from Sydney, as I recall every year on the news, with the same event (now I remember, it was a Christmas event, Carols in the Domain) but there would be a little section on the news showing all the rubbish, year after year, that the disgusting Sydneysiders leave behind. Every year. I also remember part of their campaign was cleaning up the beaches in Sydney. My aunt, (who took the whole ”Keep Australia Beautiful” very seriously) (sidebar; even though my mum was adopted, she and her sister (Di, my aunt) were not that different, as I remember mum taking a similar serious interest in the campaign “Life Be in It”!! J, whole other story.} So, my aunt, my cousin and I, ventured off one Saturday morning near King Georges Park in Balmain, with our Council given rubbish bags, and we went on a cleaning spree. I do recall there were a lot of syringes, it was just at that time when AIDS was coming to light too. Dirty little city folk! So, any healthy minded person; if they’re ever out in a national park or at the beach, or at the river, or anywhere really, if they see some rubbish, pick it up and put it in your pocket, for later disposal. Don’t just leave it there and think somebody else will do it. Given the fact that it’s so hard for most Australians to actually put their rubbish in the rubbish, this is why I think Councils should not charge people to take their rubbish out to the tip. Later, I recall my landlord in Gunnedah, who owned the farm where I lived, {where there was no rubbish collection, and farmers around me DID and still DO burn their rubbish, plastics and all – DISGUSTING, and can you believe that?}, they said, that she paid $70 a year to have the rubbish collected (or maybe it was the rubbish disposed of), I’m not sure, but there was definitely zero rubbish collection out there, and I had to take it either into dads wheelie bin, or to the tip myself, where I would have to pay $2 or $4 depending on who was working, for a small sized supermarket bag of rubbish. Gunnedah Council are greedy female fuckers. And I guess, don’t get me started on recycling, there needs to be way more of it, with huge big sheds constructed, where items can be stored, and people can sieve through to purchase items for a few dollars. And, including construction materials – there seems to be a monumental amount, new and old, that just gets taken to the tip, and chucked out – by lazy tradies and home renovators. Such a waste. Oh, and someone told me (it was one of the rich hoity toity mothers in fact, of when I went through my temp nanny period), she said that all of the recycling centres across New South Wales were based on the cheapest model that was put forward to Council, so they are only recycling a tiny fraction of things, when in fact, they could be recycling everything, including SOFT PLASTICS. Hopeless. Just hopeless. What, are council a bunch of hopeless drunks? Looks like it to me. It’s so bizarre to see people in positions of power who don’t take this kind of thing seriously and think it’s just a passing phase. It is not, as time now, as shown you. The Google Maps screenshot above, shows Charlotte Street in Lilyfield (although back then it was actually Leichhardt, I think, although it would not surprise me if my aunt just said she lived in Leichhardt, because, she had this weird thing about Italians – she loved them, she wanted to marry one, and one, preferably, who had a little pony tail! – Leichhardt, a then big Italian suburb, it may still be?). The house belonged to my aunt courtesy of (her ex, my uncle) she lived there with her son Sebastian, my Smarty-pants cousin. I frequently stayed there at holiday time, we got on great. If I recall, someone gave my cousin that book “The Guinness Book of Records” for Christmas one year, and he loved this book, he read it cover to cover, and then whenever the whole family played trivial pursuit each Christmas, he, as a young 10-year-old, or so, would always win, because he could remember every single fact that he had read in that Guinness Book of Records! Amazing memory! He later on, went to a selective school for “smarty-pants”. I love Google Maps, it’s been very nice to look it up, and especially see the streets around that area, now with green trees, (there were none 30 years ago) it’s good to see some pride. No litter and green trees! Woohoo. See, so easy to please a Greenie! {They are also doing wonderful nature national park walking trails now, a sure-fire cure for cholesterol – “life be in it” affected many people!} Actually, a little birdy told me, {it may have been me and my observation}; it was the Romans (Italians), way back when, in strong Catholic times, who was responsible for veering people away from nature. I don’t call it Vatican City, I call it Cement City – still today there are no trees growing in Rome. But it was the beginning of the separation between man and nature – possibly due to the ‘female connection’ that woman have with nature. So, also the beginning of the patriarch. But basically all littering and river polluting problems can be blamed on the Romans who set the bar back in the day. Btw, at Charlotte Street, there were beeping neighbour dogs across the road there too; I used to visit Di and Seb once I started living in Sydney. The neighbors (or really, who knows? – maybe stalkers from my neighbourhood?) would sit outside in their cars across the road, while I was inside, I think they had a game, to try to manipulate my aunt, they did it, and then so would beep their car horns. We win we win! Talk about ANNOYING, and the SCUM of SOCIETY. It’s like I have badly behaving dregs following me around to prove how scummy and manipulative they are, like they are trying to impress someone. Idiots with no thoughts or ideas of their own, so they have to latch on to someone else. See, EVERYWHERE I GO, FOR YEARS AND YEARS, I HAVE THOSE REVOLTING DOGS, why does not someone take a gun and shoot their heads off? {Least I have toned down my rubbish message, before it was “anyone who litters should be shot”, and “any council who charges for rubbish also should be shot”}. I’m not a Nazi! Just the Queen from Alice in Wonderland! “oofff with their heads” lol 4. Santa Happy to be childless in my young and beautiful days! – still happy today approaching 50. It was confirmed, after I did a bit of Nanny and babysitting work, that my desire not to have kids would always remain so. I even talked to a doctor about a hysterectomy (I was 22), but the Dr said I would not find any Dr, who would give me the go ahead to get one, at that age. So, all these years I have had to endure the monthly curse all to no avail! Although possibly not having those female deeds, I may have had other problematic side affects anyway……? By the way, if I did have kids, there’s no way I would tell them, that there’s this jolly big fat man in a red suit with a long white moustache that brings you Christmas presents every year! This concept is ridiculous and I can’t believe parents lie to their kids in this strange manner. Have you any idea how secretly betrayed those kids are when they find out the truth, they been lied to all their life? This betrayal causes problems in their adult life, and they do the same thing to people in their life that they care about, by lying - about areas in their life, which are important, like money or friends, things they absolutely need not to be lied about, especially in a family situation (who are you trying to protect? don’t kid yourself – it’s you!). I personally believe it also is a cause for mass deception in society by people deliberately yet subconsciously trying to recreate their childhoods. But I guess that is a bit ‘deep and heavy’ for this little blurb. Any parent who teaches their kids that Santa is real is stupid. Stupid. By the way I take pride in the fact that I never lie. I find it pointless; It will not put you on the pathway to happiness. Although unfortunately, there have been one or two “life or death” situations where I’ve had to, I have to stretch the truth. Unfortunately, the society we live in can do that to a woman. As I’ve dealt with quite a few people now who lie to me, I find it really bizarre actually, how many people do lie. And they mostly lie about things that don’t really matter, but aswell as things that ABSOLUTLY do matter. Sometimes I see straight away the lie, but mostly it is not straight away (something to do with trustworthy parents and friends growing up) but later I can always tell when someone has lied, maybe overnight, it comes to me, or sometimes I don’t realize for several weeks, months, or even years later, that I’ve been lied to, but eventually I always find out, it seems to be the nature of things, nature itself is truth, and so it’s always revealed, eventually. I think the main reason people lie to me is out of disrespect, they not only DO not want to show me respect, but they want to show disrespect by lying (since they can’t physically attack me). An act of rebellion, stemming from nazi school teachers and parental disciplinarians -and also laziness. I do find it a little strange how people put me in this ‘authoritarian’ category in the first place, especially since I’m not a teacher and I don’t have any kids. And actually, since I was raised with ‘free reign’ so to speak, I usually do the same. (If you don’t count my disgraceful secondary education!) I find a lot of peoples first instinct is to lie, by a lot of people, I mean most women I encounter. An unnatural instinct. One theory is, it’s the opposite of what you would do if you were in a relationship with someone, if you were friends with them or more, partners. The ideal situation in a relationship, is to speak frankly, honestly and authentically. So, these people I encounter, so much, don’t want to have anything to do with me, so start lying, as that would show themselves, and everybody else, that “we’re not friends, we’re not having any kind of relationship at all” - it’s kind of a form of snobbery and disrespect, and I believe actually, this is more the reason out of any, as to why people lie to 5. Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story It was brought to my attention that my “workboot sabotage” and Collapsed Arch, that I have written about (“Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot” on p ABOUT P1), may have been deliberately caused by a bunch of dog bimbos who wear high heels, because she/they overheard someone tell a joke about a nickname they’ve given women who wear high heels in the workplace, specifically in the Morning Show television industry, and that’s “Teeter Toddlers”, because they just kind of teeter around like a toddler and can’t bloody do anything much! I thought that was hysterical!! I was laughing my head off for days about it! And it was that laughing which, I guess one of those silly dog women heard me, took it personally like a typical stupid dog, and so then sabotaged my shoe, as an act of revenge for supposedly laughing at her (at that point those so-called Teeter Toddlers were not actually real to me, just someones concocted joke in their workplace – but from her supposed response – it must be true!!!! Lol!). So, I’m not entirely sure if there was a vindictive stupid blonde, it could be someone else that sabotaged my shoe (but it was most definatly sabotaged. I heard them tell me they were going to handicap me, and they did). I still am unable to walk or do any exercise or gardening 6yrs later – and no I cannot get Disability payment. So, if it was some stupid high heel wearing bimbo, (I know it could be true, this is how some of them think, their brain is not fully all there) - how do I now feel about those women? bimbos - and yes, “stiletto shoes” throw them out, get some common sense, honestly. While I am on the topic of dressing for someone else, I will add my make up story, as I see it has disappeared from its last location; When I was 18 and had just left school, moved to Sydney, I had no thoughts at all about the above topic, not that I owned any stilettos, it’s just for young women there was a certain way to look and dress, at school, stilettos weren’t a part of the ‘social uniform’. But make up was, and I blindly just started wearing makeup, not too much just a little bit of foundation, eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, rouge. Quite honestly, I found it a little tedious, I was constantly having to check myself in the mirror in case my lipstick smudged, or the mascara ran – which it always had! So embarrassing! One day in Chatswood, I had booked myself in to a beauty clinic who specialise in Ayurveda. I had received a gift voucher somehow for a free facial - oh I recall now, it was just when Ayurveda was starting in Australia, and they were promoting their products, so I got a free facial. After speaking with this woman (who was very nice, and now looking back on her, I felt she was slightly more evolved than the typical beauty therapist). She suggested to me that I don’t wear make up! I can’t recall if I told her I found it a nuisance using makeup, or she detected my tone in the discussion, or whether she just said it out of the blue, but it put things in perspective for me. I don’t have to follow the rules of society all the time, and I thought to myself, I should’ve thought of this before! - much happier not bothering with makeup. Even though I may be some one that would most likely benefit from makeup, the bothersome nature of applying it outweighs any benefits as far as I am concerned. And by the way, I wasn’t suddenly converted to ayurveda products, because they’re expensive, and I was a student at that time, (and still broke anyway), but their products are by far the best on the market, in my opinion, if I were going to buy an expensive beauty product, I would buy theirs -they use natural products and essential oils. {I have since looked for those products, and they are nowhere to be found, but the word Ayurveda is a term used to describe holistic medicine, so maybe I was thinking it was Jurlique? can’t quite remember except one of the products was a white bottle with navy blue writing and no graphics}. 6. Small appliances sabotage, and girls who think they are helping who go gets them My Janome Memory Craft sewing machine, was stolen from me in a very sneaky manner. It had some sort of issue going on so I took it to the local seamstress, who said she had a service man come every month or so, he would look at it. 2 months later I received an email from the servicemen saying that he couldn’t fix it, he told me it was irreparable, which at the time I naïvely believed and just threw it out. But in hindsight, that serviceman, I believe, was full of crap, and he only said it was a right off, because that blond bimbo girl who sabotages me (that I have mentioned on numerous occasions on this blog), was there - because I had left negative review for the last small engine mechanic from Bororen, (I think, I mean, how should I know why a stupid blonde girl follows me around and sabotages me), because he messed up my $1000.00 generator and I had to throw it out, and the bloody Department of Queensland fair trade did muck all about it (they are so hopeless it’s unbelievable) so I left a negative review, and so now, no one will fix any of my things in Bundaberg (and Gunnedah, there are dogs everywhere) plus what’s more whoever steals from me leaves items of similar but lesser quality and used, down at kookaburra Park mail place, so when they stole my shampoo they left a bottle of awful shampoo down there, when my vitamin a cream was stolen they left a jar of Vaseline cream down there, and yesterday there was a really older Janome sewing machine left down there too. But it turned out, that really old Janome machine – IS BRILLIANT! (best machine I have ever used, runs rings around my old Berninas). And I’m pretty certain the girl who did it was at the doctors receptionist when I went there yesterday, most definitely dogs doing signs, there was a whole bunch of them, quite passive,- to someone that does not know dogs, all looked normal, and not a big mass bullying attack going on at all -whenever the dogs are there, this usually means I shouldn’t bother being there, I should find a different doctor, because no one there is going to assist me in the reasons I am there in the first place. Not that I shouldn’t be there, but the dogs have sabotaged me making sure no one there will do their job help me or they will act disrespectfully in some way. I’ve mentioned this before in the hello bimbo story) - another case of sabotage, just like that guy didn’t fix my sewing machine, that Dr, is not going to fix any of my health problems. More about the mass bullying situation that was going on at the doctors, -the girl who was at reception was someone from my past that stole a plate of my food at a fancy restaurant when I was away in Port Douglass on a working holiday - I went to the bathroom, came back and my whole plate of food was gone (smorgasbord) so I had to get some more. And there was a girl I noticed later sitting across from me trying to get my attention, and I’m pretty sure it was her who stole my plate of food, she was a leechdog, who could hear me, thieving dog – most likely a prostitute. I do not know this girl I’ve never seen her before, nor whoever she was there trying to procure (?) but it was her at the doctors reception, -blast if I know what she was doing there, they were doing things so to distract me so that my hands were covering the camera, so I never got a photo of her, BUMMER, photos work big time in getting rid of dogs (see highly organized – this has happened countless times before, just very similar incidents) and she was kind of half hidden behind the desk too, she must be very short – stunted – Maybe it was Katie Carter? So, you see I have these other dogs, that are obsessed with me and they go and get people from my past, just like that dog, and put her in places where I will see them, like at the reception - One time they put one of the bully thieving dogs in as my ‘jobs provider’ in Gunnedah. I mean how nasty are those women that do that -get a life, your own life! Get your meddling paws out of my life -YOU CAN’T CHANGE THE PAST, stop trying to play God, you’re so offensive it’s unbelievable. Since writing this, it still has not quite stopped, I saw 2 bitchy girls from Gunnedah at the MPB Dr’s carpark – dogs obsessed with DR’s 7. Canine Story in Hong Kong I find it really surprising how many people have dogs, considering how much they cost, and what a nuisance they are to constantly wash, take for a walk, clean up after, not to mention the killer problems they cause on the wildlife - and that’s just in Australia. Also, you need to be kind and caring to have a pet, you need to have that personality trait. At now 48yrs, of all the people I’ve met in my life, there are not many that actually fit that bill, yet basically I don’t know anyone that doesn’t have a pet. So, the amount of animal abuse and neglect that must go on, is unthinkable. When I visited Hong Kong in 1993, staying with a friend from college, and her lovely family; it was considered a really ‘high class yuppie’ thing to keep dogs, and the more dogs you have the richer you appeared. And since practically everyone in Hong Kong lives in a unit, it was typical to see a large family, that was an extended family, -grandmothers, aunts, cousins, all living in smallish unit (smallish compared to an Australian typical house, but some of them are quite large and luxurious) but with up to 7-10 small dogs! And no backyard to be seen anywhere- it was truly ridiculous. I find human nature really quite bizarre a lot of the times. Thankfully my friends family didn’t have any dogs. (stop breeding!) That dog in the photo was my brothers – he was a special type of large breed, he grew to over a meter tall, very good natured. I have to mention I was given a Labrador puppy on my very first birthday. We had a fine and dandy time together, especially on the farm, in the country. I believe that dog to be a gift from God. Also, dad used to take her to the vet every December for a shave – so many dogs and cats die in our summer heat waves. Just shave them off!! Do it!! 8. Tomas’s Poisoned Dog Story - Rare Giant Dog Breed, poisoned by imbeciles This huge gentle giant of a dog (and total show off!) Belonged to my brother - the black/white photo above is not the actual dog, I had to find a similar photo showing how big it gets - the owner of this photo is a coward btw. Anyway, when this dog was in the prime of its life, it was poisoned POISONED, and killed - murdered by evil people in Gunnedah, NSW Australia. Now you might just think, well, it was most likely Tomas’s neighbours, because of the barking (and indeed the dogs (not the canine species {just to be confusing}) were at their neighbors, I heard them when I was there once. {Daniel Bieman had dog neighbours too, down at his place in Sydney – dogs who do reflections – we grew up without ‘human dog neighbours’, so dealing with human dogs is a challenging and extremely annoying experience for us all. I was told Daniel ended up taking his dog neighbour to court.) But in this dog murder situation, their delusional reason is far more sinister. Those killers think, by killing people‘s pets (apparently a widespread problem in Australia {BOGANS}) they’re doing them a favour, because the family will have more money for food for the kids. They are trying to play God, deliberatley killing family pets. Those imbeciles don’t realise the joy and happiness that a pet brings to the whole family, it’s priceless (it’s not as if my brother was struggling) and it’s not up to anybody else to decide who lives or who dies, or take the life of someone else’s (someone who has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU)’s pet. Shame on those stupid people for trying to play God - they could be related to the thieving girls who work at Bunnings and Mitre 10, who also try to play God with voice over store microphone, (?). In fact this is a very common problem in Gunnedah, particularly amongst retail shop girls - those people need to be saved for sure because they’ll be going to hell. Believe me, this is a real and large problem in Gunnedah, girls wanting to play God – all stemming from having nazi controlling parents and school teachers as a child – wakey wakey). I might add, another possible reason, as I am not 100% sure of why or who killed their dog, but, possibly, because it was so big, I mean, it was huge, the biggest dog you had ever seen, over 1m tall. Plus lean and athletic with big eyes and big teeth. So I assume some people were afraid of it. And I find in life, certain people, if they are afraid, they bully the person they are afraid of. {I have had extensive experience in this area}. So this is another very viable reason as to why the dog was poisoned. 9. Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers Posttraumatic arthritis is form of arthritis that develops after an injury to the knee. After remembering a reoccurring nightmare, I have had since school, finally remembered it consciously in my early 40’s; At my school we had compulsory church every Wednesday and every Sunday. Some of the girls starting arranging seating for everyone – territorial dog type personality. I am not sure if it were the prefects, if the school principal, Anna Abbott, started using them to arrange seating in Church? Or well, - actually, this part is a little hazy, it could have been some girl in the year above me named Charlotte Powel, I actually never witnessed her doing it though, I vaguely remember 2 girls doing it, can’t remember what they looked like, but I definatly noticed they were seating me, and in retrospect it was a big thing every church service. But I was later advised by my neighbour that Charlotte Powel was quite evil, so I assume it was her); so, they did this kind of sheep dog trick, to heard people in, (I actually saw a sheep dog do this once, it was a farmer who lived on the Kelvin RD, the dogs game), anyway, they would do it, so as to arrange (control) seating, so that I would be across from the principal, Anna Abbott on one of the pews, and infront of the Reverend, with the choir girls on the other side. (They thought themselves such clever dogs). School full of farmers daughters. The pew had those hardwood kneelers – the aim of putting me there was to watch face pulling whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, they did not have any padding, they were extremely uncomfortable and extremely painful at the time. There is no doubt in my mind, that my arthritis has been caused from the injury suffered in the 6 years at that time, to my knobbly knees. (I was skinny, no fat) a most definite form of physical abuse - all involved should be severely fined (that includes girls who saw what was going on and said nothing) and you know, like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was pea brain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! Dim-witted vanity of Charlotte Powel or whoever. I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling for often 10minutes at a time, but once I recall it was 20minutes – I was always directly infront of him as he spoke, in the centre of the pew – he was a guilty stinky arse. One Sunday evening, Abbott brought her friend in to watch, I had a nightmare memory about it – that’s what set the alarm bells off in my head (finally). At the time in church - “who the hell is that, what is she doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me”. It only took 20yrs to figure it out. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled to the girl, then she gestured with her hand to kneel, with a sick kind of hand gesture that could be interpreted as a lude gesture. One sick bitch. And, an atheist. Instead of doing something about it, she joined in the bullying, the true mark of an incompetent soul – she used that school for her own personal sick enjoyment. {You ought not be sending your child to any boarding school.} And church is a total scam, for naïve people only – hate to tell you, but true, you want faith, find it within you, you will not find it at church. They have their own agender, well, they did at that school, trying to brainwash girls of the future, re immigration…. I know of someone, whose sole point of going to church is to suck up to God in order that He’s not too harsh on her, on the judgement day, due to all the bad things that she has done to other people in her time, especially when she was young. (!) And other people think if they do something disrespectful to someone, it will be ok, as long as they ask God to forgive them – as in, a means of justified disrespectful behaviour, even an excuse to behave badly because they know they will be able to get away with it, simply after a prayer. IDIOTS. Btw, I remembered this nightmare, only because I have started to snore, (weight gain) so I awaken abruptly and then remember any dreams (we process everything that happens to us in dreams at night. Some people’s gift, is to see other people’s dreams, good or bad). Also, I have to add, I am annoyed with my parents about this because, even though they had nothing to do with it, they weren’t there and didn’t know anything about it, (and I have to add, whenever parents attended the church service, they didn’t do it, I was placed down the back - perhaps there were other parents who were targeted at those times???) But my parents should have taught me by this stage, that if you’re in pain, you have to do something about it, you have to STOP, stand up for yourself. No amount of pain is to be ignored. My school was a boarding school for girls year 7 to year 12 in Armidale, NSW, Australia. Just because I attended a private school, does not mean that they acted in a ‘righteous and holy’ manner at all times. All institutes are open to vulnerable young people, and wherever you have vulnerable young people, you get predator cats wanting to pounce, any powertripping excuse. And there were heaps of atheists amongst the girls too. My folks were unfortunatly way to trusting of people and generally thought most people of as ‘good’. I believed they have no idea of the true nature of most people and the greed and evil that exists, especially in a ‘high society’. Actually, I believe this to be the reason that both of them died relatively young. UNWILLING TO DEAL WITH THE NEGATIVE. I contacted a lawyer about suing the school - no response from them. Typical hopeless lawyers in this country. Change only comes about when they pay. I BET THEY ARE STILL DOING IT. I contacted: Finemore Walters & Story and, John Bedford and Associates At 47 now my knee arthritis is so bad I am unable to ride my bike. I had to sell it, $600 bike, sold for $100. I bet my pervert landlord bought it. (possible x NEGS girl). There is no cure. You all disgust me you stupid little girls. 10. Think you won - NO you LOST I have observed that this goes on, in life, a lot, not only to me, but to others; Say that two people are conversing or working together, or their paths cross with a trade deal or a second-hand exchange, whatever. And the way the conversation goes, one person feels a little hard done by, even if they were not, and they agreed to the deal. And so instead of speaking out and saying something about it or facing the fact that they have to accept the deal they made, they turn around and do something aggressive, like lie to them about something, so it puts the other person out in some way, or steal from them - there are lots of different examples I have witnessed of how other people behave aggressively (passively) to try and “get” the other person, to make them feel bad, and make themselves feel like they “won”. And so, after they have done the evil act of what they wanted to do, they feel like they “won” and they venture off to get on with their life. But because the real victim in the situation didn’t actually do anything wrong in the first place, and sadly now has been made to be a victim – that person who did not speak up initially with his problem has actually lost – they lost big time, but they cannot see it because they were so intent on making that other innocent person feel bad, so they could feel good about themselves (bullying 101). Can you see how they lost? Try and wrap your head around this fact, the person who thinks they won, has actually lost, and they will have to pay at some point in the future - just because of the way nature works, nature can see the big picture. - Actually, I am not sure that last bit is true, I see a lot of guilty rich people seemingly ge tting away with it, I often feel there is no justice, so, in case, at the very least, write about your experience, and don’t be afraid to name names, put the actual names of all parties involved, – if you can remember them!! And of course, stick to the truth. The truth is often what makes story’s more interesting and complicated anyway . 11. Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone Little s on bikes with Audio equipment/speakers - playing bird and dog noises One day when I was waiting for the Woolworths guy to deliver my groceries; the waiting spot was down by the river flats in Gunnedah, because he didn’t drive all the way out to the farm. Plus, I have to shop online because I have too many dogs harassing me in the supermarket, it’s unbearable, although I really like shopping online anyway, it’s much better than instore. But as the Woollies guy turned up, he got out and started speaking to me; there was what look like a kid on a motorbike who went past us down the river flats, and I saw this kid had an audio Soundsystem over his shoulder it was quite big and hard to miss, he looked like a kid because he was short and skinny, actually he looked poor too as he had no shoes on. In retrospect it was Heath Barwick, short, skinny, would not care about shoes, does not look after himself properly. I know his friend Shannon Bree also rides a motorbike, and I have seen him at Heaths, so it also could have been him, but I doubt it, he was not skinny like Heath – if I recall from back when I was 18, and met all my brothers friends. As soon as I uploaded this with the part about some guy riding a motorbike round town in bare feet – little birdy told me they knew immediately who it was – they did not do anything about it still. Anyway, he drove past us, and down to the river flats in all the gumtrees, out of sight, and then the next thing you know you hear this really loud cockatoo bird noise. I just know it was him playing that bird noise on the Soundsystem, it sounded very real because it was really loud, and it was echoing through the whole bush - so no one, aside from me would know that I was being harassed by this person, by fake bird noises - to everyone else it would just sound like a bird, and this happens ALL THE TIME, PERSECUTION. Heath had a bimbo mother from the seventies. I mentioned at Rangari on the farm there were noises of all sorts at all hrs of the night, so not only bird noises, but he would use dogs, car horns, and a lot of kookaburra sounds, I mentioned before he got one of those African horns, zuzuvalis. (Rack off you little idiots) I would like to add in Gunnedah there are no kookaburras - it’s flat Breeza plain area; kookaburras are found in forest areas, in trees, there’s no trees in Gunnedah, because Gunnedah is made up of greedy non-thinking hillbilly farmer bogans who don’t look after the planet and have chopped down all the trees. All my life that I have lived in Gunnedah, NO kookaburras. But in about 2016, suddenly there were kookaburra bird sounds coming directly from the farm up the rd, Heaths, (Heaths Dads) So, I would assume Heath is responsible, or whoever lived there, as actually the postman told me that Heath moved out, to down the road past Rangari. However, I strongly suspect that postman was lying, because when I went round there, I saw Shannon Bree, Heaths friend, and a girl Danielle (I would say not her real name? as one time Emma Finlayson said her name was Danielle too (?), maybe Daniel Salom was involved too, or Daniel my brother, Ashley Horwood, – all friends from high school.) Danielle, is possible Shannon’s girlfriend. Emma Finlayson who is friends with Heath, possible lovers, partner in crime at any rate? I really do not know them well at all, any of them. If Heath moved out, then, his friends moved in, so it was either Heath or his friends - but they’re all guilty little shitheads, who know me through my little brother who went to school with them, and was friends with them all. I’ve explained on my ‘about page’, exactly what I thought about Heath Barwick, about how I think he is a retarded thief,- and that would go with any of his associations. I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, maybe I haven’t made it clear in the past, so FUCK OFF. They were also manipulated, as I’ve mentioned before by channel 7 morning show bimbos who encouraged him to get the African horn, I probably should mention there were other people on channel 7 that told me about the car horns that play the bird noises too - it was kind of a helpful observation. Maybe my neighbour Heath can hear the birds at my place – as I had a HUGE garden, and I got a lot of different birds, (12 apostles – very loud birds) sometimes they would behave a bit oddly; So, Heath thinks, the birds are pretending to be me, so he thought, well I can pretend to be the birds. He has a 3rd born warped way of thinking, that would have amused other people, that’s why he does it, to make them laugh, (another starved of love, child who craves attention) and they are happy to go along with him, just as long as they are not the person at the butt of Heaths jokes. They are all weaklings. The police too – clueless. Also, anyone that knows Heath would write this behaviour off as possibly drunken or on drugs behaviour, which no doubt would be true from my experience with Heath. But I suspect, his constant behaviour is NOT related to substance abuse, because this is his natural personality, he was always a little shit head, ever since the time I first met him when he was stealing off Sam Carr, no conviction. (Which was one out of three times that I have ever met him in person) -this ‘shithead‘ personality BTW, is 100% his parents fault. So, these recorded noises still happen at my current new house in Gin Gin, QLD, they have all sorts of bird noises at all hours of the night - anyone with any common sense would know that these birds would not be out and making such noises in the middle of the night. I did actually put some comments on my website about this and the possibility that it could be musicians doing it now, musicians have a strange way of thinking and they only think about sounds and so this activity for them would be fun, and right up their alley, the fact that they’re annoying the crap out of everyone doesn’t even enter into their LITTLE heads. But since writing about the possibility that it’s musician related - because it would be famous musicians - it has kind of stopped, I think. Actually, an update; atm, I seem to have several idiots hooning about on dirt bikes, they followed me over to Sarina Beach area – I did not recognise any of them. You know the road to the part I went to, a small out-of-the-way beach, had pretty much unaccessible road, unless you have four-wheel-drive, but there certainly were a lot of people visiting this beach this Wednesday morning. When the boys turned up on motorbikes, after lunch, it became a little noisy and unpleasant. However, there was also dirt bikers who turned up at Sarina beach and Grasstree Beach when I visited there too. I’m not sure if all the locals in this area have dirt bikes and go down to the beach and ride their bikes during business hours or whether I seem to have idiots on motorbikes who follow me - as they used to appear in Gunnedah as well. Either way it doesn’t make for a very peaceful or pleasant experience. I find if I write about something in a public forum, the problem may cease. So here is the writing, and the proof via Photos. This is a warning. If I see any more dirt bikers following me around, I’ll be calling the police, who then has the power and authority to take you to court and press charges - you are a nuisance. The world is a large place, why would you only go dirt biking around me? Why don’t you use your brain, and go dirt biking where there are no people, there are heaps of areas in Northern Territory and South Australia, and remote QLD too, where there is NOTHING, no one to disturb - the world is your oyster, go for it you little cowards. 12. Peacock Problems When I was living on Culls farm on the Bulga Road, (NSW near Gunnedah, Australia) I had chooks, ducks and several peacocks - it was all very lovely out on the farm at my place. Until some fucking arsehole realised, he could drive past my house with a really noisy truck and he could ‘set’ my peacocks off; because peacocks respond to noise, so then at 3 in the morning, right in the tree outside my bedroom, they would shriek - incredibly loud, like most Australians have no idea how very loud peacocks are. So, because of that stupid truck driver, I had to get rid of my lovely peacocks. Burn in hell truck driver. I’m sure those peacocks would not be half as happy at their new place. I need to specially mention, that truck driver was there purely to do just that, he (or she) was not just a passing truck, this was a quite country rd with no, to very little traffic, they did it repeatedly on several nights. I would say this would be jealousy related “who does that girl think she is with all those fancy peacocks? I was watching Australian Idol at that time. Musicians; evil. Like I have said, I have not met one single woman who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married,- I think secretly jealous of that too). And I have no idea who was driving that truck. I would like to know; I’d like to say what a coward! I mean to have nothing else better to do then to drive all the way out to my house at 3 in the morning (30km out of town) and not only waking me and my peacocks, but also my neighbours, my landlord the Culls. Coward Coward Coward Selfish Selfish Selfish. I had similar problems when I lived intown briefly with trucks driving past my house – sometimes they would decorate their trucks with coloured lights – they had turned ‘driving past my house in a truck’ into some sort of weird game (stupid country hicks). Infact this business of waking me up at 3am in the morning started then, when I lived in town, briefly at dads – it was about 2005. It was 3am every night without fail, and it continued on the Cull farm. It’s some sort of weird game. Not entirely sure who’s involved, but it seems to me that a lot of people, as in a network of people, a network of bad people are involved – like Fight Club network – Fight Club copycats. It’s like they see single woman – POUNCE, “she doesn’t have a husband, she doesn’t have a husband - lets annoy the crap out of her, no one’s going to stop us. We have carte blanche.” I personally think it’s also because those dogs have no thoughts of their own, they cannot amuse themselves, so they have to latch on to somebody else, like me, someone who applies thought to everything that I encounter throughout the day. They are nothing but empty, stupid fucking shells, and the only thing they can do is drive an automatic. The whole point of their existence is in question. ( my current nextdoor neighbour fits this ‘latcher’ too). O bet those truck drivers call themselves “big trucks”, as far as I’m concerned anyone who would call themselves that is an idiot, and certainly not anyone I would have in my life: just try to humble yourself a little arrogant dick. {The main reason men need woman in their lives, to humble them! I wrote about it on Facebook, before I was banned, about how there was 1 truck driver who would drive through Gunnedah at 3 in the morning and ‘compression brake’ down the whole main street – so unnecessary and so loud, I am fairly certain the whole town would have awoken. He did it for weeks, starting when the coal mines opened up there. No one did anything about it, he probably still does it. When I moved to Melbourne after Bulga, I was in a street where trucks really could not venture, it was very suburban, so instead, one night there was a jet that did a low flyover my house – unbelievable roar, several thousands of people would have been awoken then. For anyone out there who has a disposition of a dirty mind, this is not related to what you think it might be related to. And while I am on that subject, I’m not one, for talking about sex on my blog, (unless it’s to deter pregnancy), although it’s definitely not a taboo subject for me. I’m not a prudish conservative in this manner, like a lot of people are (a lot – it’s quite surprising the reaction I got, if I even only a little ventured onto the subject ,in a public forum – like a lot of people should think, it is worse than an unlawful sin, if one talks about sex). They have problem – just keep scrolling you dysfuncts. However, I have to make some comments about certain American television shows who imply that prostitution is illegal. I don’t know what planet they’re living in, but prostitution is certainly not illegal in America or Australia or anywhere. Obviously, those are the (dysfuncts) produces, who are putting their own personal opinions out, across to the masses, trying to dissuade women from being prostitutes. My theory as to why they want to do this, is because men who use the services of those women, have to do so, because they’re not very nice men - if they don’t treat women properly the get zero in the bedroom. So therefore, if you take away the prostitution, then they would have to treat women in a far more friendly, respectful and courteous way. Lol (having said that, in my experience, woman are far more disrespectful than men, and possibly on FB, at any rate, before I was ban, there were bimbo drunk housewives, who do not want to teach their kids about sex, therefore she does not want anyone talking about it on FB! – stupid women). So even at my address in Gin Gin Queensland, I unfortunatly am near the HWY, I still have problems with trucks waking me up at all hours of the night, albeit not at exactly 3am anymore – deliberate ‘wake up trucks’ – not just the everyday delivery/courier trucks on a mission, I am talking about truck drivers whose mission is to wake and annoy people with their truck. - I complain to the police, and councils - they don’t do anything (well, actually I am pretty sure I have, now that I think about it, maybe I have not, I just complained about the stealing?... I will have to make some complaints, I really don’t know how these truckdrivers can get away with what they do. I mean surely other people around me can see what’s going on? Surely, I can’t be the only one that can see them deliberately harassing members of the community? (not to mention polluting) Why are they allowed to get away with this? Yet when I beeped at a caravan, at the lights at Gin Gin once, I was suddenly bombarded by 50 buffoons beeping me the following time I went into Gin Gin at those lights. What’s wrong with you idiots? How come that truck driver can get away with beeping and annoying the crap out of people constantly, yet when I only did it once, I was pounced on in a horrific way; why doesn’t anyone pounce on that truck driver? STOP PICKING ON ME YOU BULLIES. If you have something to say to me, then say it to my face and don’t be such a nuisance coward. The fact that you don’t say it to my face, is a pretty clear indication that you actually don’t have anything relevant to say, or whatever you had to say, may warrant a punch in the face. So go home and get a life. Perhaps that idiot truck driver or some of them, I’m sure there is more than 1, thinks they are doing a service, by ‘waking‘ up sleeping beauties, as in; why aren’t you angry? Look at how those Centrelink nazis treat you, so disrespectfully. Why don’t you get angry at them? I think those truck drivers think the reason I don’t angry at all, at those stupid bitches I encounter whenever I go into town is the reason, they think I am ‘asleep’ and thus need awakening. They can’t see, that NOT taking their bait is a strength, so not fighting is the strength, and fighting is the weakness. It’s like on the playground “fight” “fight” “fight”. Well, the truck setting off those peacocks, had no such motive – he was just an arshole. Btw, I am fully awake, have been for long time. Just now, after observing what goes on, I write about it. This next paragraph is not related to my Peacock problems, but when I was searching “ducks” on my PC; this story opened. The reason I was searching for ducks is because I remember writing about mums obsession with ducks, and now could not find the story. Back when I was about 16 or 17, I went around the house one day, and I counted all the ducks! I’m not talking about real ducks, I’m talking about crafty ducks, like duck ornaments, duck pictures, duck napkin holders, duck paper weights, duck sofa pillows…. Just so many. So, there were 47 ducks and duck related items in our house!! Not sure where mum’s obsession with ducks came from, I only noticed that she had one, and she didn’t seem to be too perturbed about it, like everything was normal, like, there’s no mention ever about the obsession of ducks. And actually, if you entered the house as a guest, one wouldn’t really notice the obsession with ducks, one would just notice that it was an arty and crafty house, with artwork and craft all over, it’s not until you really look closely, then you could start to see this theme of ducks? Little bit of Bieman family trivia! Someone whispered in my ear, “Peacock Problems! – that’s got to be related to people in the entertainment industry!” I think I have talked about: the ugly phenomena of other people wanting me to look at them – this is a serious problem – for peacocks that is; they do horrid bully things to me if I don’t look at every single person I encounter all the time - massive dysfunctional person tormenting me in regards to this issue – that person, actually needs a bullet to their ear. Total narcissist bully. 13. The “Helpful” Female Will I know I have witnessed circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) But if someone is seemingly having a lot of bad luck, and then someone turns around and says; you ‘willed’ it. I know that can be absolute garbage - there are many many things way out of one person‘s will or power. And one has to combat other peoples ‘will’ on a daily basis. Sometimes the wind blows one way, sometimes the wind blows the other way. I can’t begin to tell you how my life has changed since I started writing this blog, just merely writing about what happens in my life has put a stop to a lot of the torment from other people, but my behaviour hasn’t changed in anyway, I’m still typical me, I deal with people the same way. I’m just simply writing about what happens. An example of typical female ‘will’; in my 20s there was a girl who saw herself as my friend, and I was leaving one day, and I had nearly forgotten something, when she reminded me, before I had a chance to get it, -and she was so pleased that she had reminded me, pleased that I should forget, so then she could remind me and feel important - it was like a power trip for that young girl. She was very pleased and satisfied that she could help even though I didn’t actually forget and I didn’t require any help. Such is women’s nature to feel important from that sense of being helpful. This very aspect of the female personality, their satisfaction from this powertrip, is so powerful that it turns into Will - in my opinion, this is what has gone out into the greater subconscious of the world, and has brought about dementia, a young pretty woman’s will, determining the outcome for the so-called weak, and old. (Get your young 18yr old daughter interested in the stock exchange!). I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. Of course there’s the people who do the opposite of being helpful, go out of their way not to be helpful, when there is a chance they can clearly see, that they could be, for exactly the same reason, for a power trip. Those people walk on a different planet than I do, I believe they are truly evil, and quite frankly, I don’t know how they manage to function at all, and get through the day with that attitude, those are the ones that end up miserable. I have encounted a few woman like this in my life. If you think about this, it changes your perception of the sweet young innocent 18-year-old girl, as someone who is slightly evil, which in my experience is often the truth, even though they do not really realize what they are doing. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men. (Except the show I watched last night - the leading lady killed the guy and won the money. Ah, glad to see we are slowly evolving from the stereotype. I felt like it was based on a true story about pyramid schemes in the 80’s, let’s hope she actually did not kill the old man….) Having said that I know that there are women out there who saw me when I was a young teenager, as someone who was very wilful, and therefore could not be trusted at all, and whose attitude towards me was one of extreme fear, due to that element of the evil unknown. They have caused a lot of problems for me basically, since I was 15yrs old, and have made my life extremely restrictive, those people WILL get their comeuppance, I can assure you of that, and indeed they should be very afraid, - just not of me. But same as the opposite of that, when people who see me when I was young, saw me as a very, you know, friendly, honest and naive person, and so then those women wanted to help me, like toughen up, or if they can sniff out any weakness that I have, they'll want to bombard me with that weakness using sneaky clever and manipulative ways to make me feel so uncomfortable, that sooner or later I just won't care, or won't be uncomfortable by whatever the issue was. I can assure you, those people are not helpful. Not helping: you're in it for the “discomfort” you like the “squirm”, the power trip - don't fool yourself, you're not actually helping me. Imagine if you take that same wilful girl, and empower her to not only think about what she wants, but speaks and takes action – you have a mighty force on your hands. In my experience if you empower a little bitch, you will get a BIG bitch, if you empower a smart, kind honest young woman – you will get Wonderwoman! I need to mention, I’ve observed women who will bend to a man’s will, not because she particularly wants to, but because women have the “helpful nature”. And so, if a man is behaving badly, (behaving like a pathetic little boy, that hasn’t grown up) and wants to humiliate a girl (little boys who had hopeless parents, teenage boys especially), and make them want to feel foolish, by doing something stupid, his ‘will’ of wanting her to do that, is enough for the woman to actually do it, because of her “helpful nature” - she wants to help him fulfil his ‘will’. The thought, that he’s acting like a misogynistic arsehole, doesn’t even enter into her mind, because her instinct is; helpfulness, unless of course, she’s old and experienced in the nature of men. The secret nature of man. Young girls are particularly vulnerable of this kind of teenage boy attitude, I was bullied quite despicably when I was 16 at pony camp, by a girl who was acting purely on behalf of a prick. Stupid girls are, in particular, their prey, as they can be easily manipulated, like that girl at pony camp. These stupid girls are also rife in the Music and Movie industry, and I have had major problems with my very own ‘personal blonde bimbo stalkers’- famous ones from poor neighbourhoods, who have big chips on their shoulders, and prick fathers - naming and shaming definatly helps in these cases, since I did, not as bad. 14. Eucalyptus Microcorys Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, had ready, seed capsules on it, it was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has not interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. 15. Books and fairy-tale childhoods When I was a child in primary school, I was an avid reader I practically read the whole library except for the Dr Seuss books – I thought those one silly and probably meant to be for the kindies! But come on Roald Dahl – GENIUS, James and the Giant Peach – who thinks of something like that! Just brilliant, all of his books. (I still think about “The Witches” every time I see a silly woman squashed in to a pair of pointy toe shoes lol) My parents had come up with a plan to get some peace and quiet, and that was to send the kids off to bed at 6:30pm, which for a growing active girl is quite early for bed. Unfortunately, this is a common problem amongst a lot of mothers, they just like raising little babies they don’t want to see their babies grow into a woman, they only want babies - I have named the girls of this common problem Doll Babies, there’s a whole heap of other problems that can happen with mothers like that, like pageants. But for me it was just this early bedtime issue, and I know those early years that I had to go to bed I came up with a way to produce melatonin (which is how dreams are made, I was a very avid dreamer, still am) And after a bit, I came up with another solution and that was, a reading plan, as I could read in bed and mum didn’t seem to mind if the light was still on. I want to mention, while I did read all those books, and I absolutely loved, for instance, Anne of Green Gables – the whole series, fantastic! But about the books I read, there weren’t any that really touched on some of life‘s important issues, I mean, I read so many children’s books, yet when I reached adulthood, I found it really odd how things surprised me, like why didn’t I read about what happens in life as a child? I felt I could’ve been better prepared for the future if those childhood writers could have been braver about their content and not ‘talked down’ so much. Perhaps include a crappy job or 2! Maybe you could talk about ‘dog type’ personalities that will hound you in life, how to deal with bullies, stuff like that (and not revenge stuff, like they do in woman’s magazines, disgraceful). You know children are very smart, especially in the way that they learn and consume knowledge. So, I’m putting it out there, you need to treat children as young adults, who are capable of handling the more negative aspects about life - so don’t just gloss over them and do fairy-tale stuff. (And guess what, they can handle swear words too). Someone suggested to get your child to watch the news for real life stuff! Good in theory but I am not sure I would have understood the news as a child, it would be like I just landed in the middle of things, missed the beginning, so can’t really understand what is going on… I would say I would need someone to explain what each segment was about. But yes, I would definatly give that a go if I was responsible for kids. That reminds me of BTN, behind the news! Great show! In 2022 there was a fabulous Netflix show called Chefs Table, it talked honestly about successful chefs and their whole life story and career. How they got to be successful at what they do, the good, the bad, the tough. It was most fascinating, and I think for a child growing up especially, this show would be beneficial – a real insight into life and what can be achieved. I would like to see them do different industry sectors too. As my eyesight is now not what it used to be, I no longer read. But, infact I pretty much stopped reading ‘on mass’ after I went to boarding school, there were no lights on, permitted after “lights out”, so no more reading – just another little area where it was NAZI school. {I should add, I left home where it was 630pm lights out, to school with 9pm lights out, but, from 6 to 8, we, the whole school, had to go back over to the school classrooms, where we would do our “prep”, Prep was what they called homework}. Later in life, I read a little more when I was working, but after a few bad book shop and library dog experiences, I will never be setting foot in either again. It is much easier to watch Netflix now anyway. Here is a good spot, to say (as this little didi was removed from elsewhere). My mother used to read to us (I recall my brother and I seated around her on the couch), most afternoons, and she used to get us to read a paragraph from the story, and so we each read in our, jilted slow motion difficult childish way, but doing that really helped with my reading, so when I was at school later and had to read aloud, I was somewhat proficient at it, not like some of the girls, who were still ‘jilted’. 16. Book Industry in Australia As I was writing my the “Helpful” Female Will story, I thought, I could write a book about this issue and call it “The Secret Nature of Mankind”, infact I looked up the title, as I wondered why no one has written about it already. But then I thought, by the time I was finished writing it, the dogs would’ve stolen it. I have found the whole writing industry and book world in Australia is run by women, women who are greedy thieving bitches. I’m not sure what the issue is with me and the writing industry, as far as I know I’ve had nothing to do with any book companies or writers or authors. All I know is I have read a lot of books in my youth, and now love watching good stories on Netflix. I can only assume that they are threatened by me, because they’re stealing ideas, as dogs do. Female dominated industry. One time when I was in working in Enmore, in my early 20’s, I decided I should start reading again, as I had not read anything for years, and I used to be an avid reader. I phoned up this company trying to get a particular book, can’t remember what book it was now, I think it must have been one recommend by Helen Razor – a radio talk show feminist on JJJ. The book shop was called Borders Book company, and the woman on the phone told me where to go to their store - it was right out Western Sydney way. I set off one Saturday. Turned out to be a total wild goose chase, no store at that address at all, 50km later. Then 50km back. So, I’m not sure who I was talking too, maybe Telstra put me through to just some stupid dog, but whoever I was speaking to, sent me on that wild goose chase. So, dam and blast that woman, and I hope she’s dead by now, she definitely needs a baseball bat to her head. You know doing something so despicable and evil like this, to a young girl; I really wonder what her motive was, I mean, did she want to take revenge out on me for something I did? does she actually know me? Were we acquainted with one another? Or does she just not like young girls? I mean imagine what she would do to someone who actually did her harm in some way like stole from her or stole her husband, or something. This woman is clearly deranged and she is 2 straws short of being a psychopath - she doesn’t deserve to live on planet Earth, in my opinion. There have been many other numerous things the female dogs do in this book world, like any audiobooks that I’ve ever read, has been totally changed and manipulated from the original. I don’t think I’ve ever read one audiobook that hasn’t been changed with the exception possibly of an autobiography -it was read by the writer. Some of them get changed quite despicably with personal hate messages (common in the movie/tv industry by bitches), and then there are the books where whole scene gets changed, and whole chapters are omitted like Of Mice and Men (I will not mention what scene got changed). And several others, I’m pretty sure Pride and Prejudice was changed, I recently downloaded that one from Audible, I didn’t bother finishing it, because I was so sure I could hear the dogs in it. I find this a real tragedy, because not only is it COMPLETELY disrespectful to the author, but I love books and reading (listening now – my eyes are not what they once were) and so for these stupid women to change them for their own personal PowerTrip, by inserting hateful messages, it is just disgraceful, so wrong – can’t they tell right from wrong?? All those women should be severely fined! I’m pretty sure there’s a lot of thievery that goes on with old books being re-written, with then book companies, taking money from somebody else’s story. Not sure if this is wrong, as in legally, but I think not stating this new book is a rewrite, is the problem. I also get outraged by writers coming up with stories based on “true stories” but then have been changed so they wouldn’t get into trouble by the person whose life they talking about - or omit facts as the ‘hero’ of the story would not be painted in a good light. Then there are writers who write stories as if they were true and turns out to be 100% made up. There is no declaration of “Fiction” or “True Story” mentioned in the Synopsis – there should be. You know I was a library prefect in primary school! One time I went through a whole phase of John Grisham, I just loved his books, the way he writes without any female bitchiness. Plus, he kind of writes in a secret male fantasy style. So, after I read a few, I came across one and I’m pretty sure if I recall it was called “The Painted House”, no, actually, I can’t remember what it was called. But as I was reading it, he just seemed to be going on about this house that he was painting. I’m reading and reading and waiting and waiting for the story to begin - because his stories are always typically about young male law graduates who turn into the hero and save the day by making the greedy corporate people pay, and saving the girl! But this book just kept going on and on about house painting. Now, at the time, I was actually painting my house, so it was quite bizarre, it was like this book was not even written by John Grisham because it was just not his style at all - but some girl posing as John Grisham!! Or maybe John Grisham had decided that he needed a break from his ‘real’ writing, and so just wanted to write about my life in a strange unconnective way!? But it would not surprise me in the least if there was some girl trying to fake John Grisham. I did so enjoy the book I read later after that about the cats!! (I had 4 cats at the time) The writing world gets up to all sorts of disgraceful antics, and it should be brought into light, because I’ve never heard anybody talk about these issues ever. 17. Designs to match Personalities I am creative, my thought process is slightly different to the typical. (But most people do think similarly). My sense of humour is different, although I have found in my old age, it has changed and mellowed somewhat. For example, when I was younger, if I saw some gung-ho teen crash through a window, I would not have found that funny. However, now I do! lol (Please don’t start a whole series of teens crashing through windows). I can remember sitting in movie cinemas years ago and there were certain scenes which I found absolutely hysterical, and laugh my head off, only, no one else in the cinema was laughing at all! (Somewhat a little disturbing) and then the other scenes where the whole cinema was laughing, and I didn’t find funny at all. So, I’m definitely slightly different in that respect. I always felt I have ‘old man’ humour! as in, things I laugh at, so would an old man, even at age 18! I certainly would and never have categorise myself as anyone with any mental health issue. I’ve never been depressed in my life. I’m actually very healthy due to the way my parents raised me. I was advised, around about 2011(?) as I am observant and notice things, that those types of people often in their later adult life, have some difficulties dealing with all the data – so at 50 now, I know exactly what they were talking about back then! Its seems that expression “ignorant bliss” has a lot of truth! J But I do like to stay of sound of mind all the time, and am aware of my ‘possible ability’ to be so angry at all the injustices that I can see, and that so many others can’t. As I have mentioned, and unfortunatly still need to. (I am not a drunk – just angry – mainly due from all the THEFTS – I have a right to be angry about it – it is unfair, manipulative, evil and prejudiced, not to mention costly). But I can pretty much deal with any situation, as they come up, even if I would prefer to be elsewhere, and I can interpret them as they are, albeit sometimes adding a few little creative twists if I’m unsure of the plot, which as is the case when I’m dealing with thieves that hound me - how should I know the mind of a thief. – That sentence was not an admittance of guilt to lying! I do not lie and certainly not about the thefts. Occasionally I might have misplaced something, and said it was stolen – but this is not a lie!! In general, I do not lie, contrary to most woman who cross my path. It is very unusual that I would lie in any situation, I find it unnecessary, time wasting and disrespectful to myself. Since I am honest and don’t steal, I personally have no reason to lie about anything – unlike most other people that I have encounted. You are all thieves - and bugger off. I have mentioned before that I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And considering my sedentary lifestyle atm, after losing everything (well, near everything that mere little me had ‘willed’)- all that I wanted in life, I still am an upbeat person. I think, once you know how to be happy, there’s no going back, you don’t suddenly forget - it’s like riding a bike!😁 But there is something I have struggled with all my life, (I hope you can hear my tone here, I have not reeeally suffered tooo much!), and that is clothing and colours, because I love bright colours, I love colours that stand out, and are stimulating. I think it’s that stimulating factor which triggers my visual side of my mind, and I just love them. Looking at particular colour schemes is truly interesting for me, and satisfying too, I spend hrs pouring over designs, art and images. I have found over the years certain colours have more fascination than others, but then these change with each decade. So, the struggle part, is when I wear these bright clothes (I am a sewer, I sew my own clothes, so choosing bright fabrics is natural) but, they attract attention, they are eye-catching, and this is what I don’t like. I don’t like being at the centre of attention at all, in fact. I always cringe away from it, and feel there are far more outspoken types (Peacocks!), who can take the spotlight. And possibly this also has encouraged me to sew my own clothes, so I look presentable, as I really notice when people stare at me, which they do out on the street, in the shops, women especially notice what other women are wearing, so I feel I should look nice at least! Give them something to actually look at! And perhaps a little unique, ‘unsheep’ like, as my personality is not ‘sheep like’. I like sewing my own clothes, I am not really a fan of ‘designer clothing’ – I feel fashion designers design clothes for human sheep, or the ones I like are too expensive for my budget. Although since being ban from Spflr and they DELETED my whole design studio space, and all my 100’s of designs, (and who btw, I think try and save themselves every year by sending me an email, as in ”we did not delete your studio or ban you, see we emailed you now” – for the cameras). I no longer can purchase fabrics- so I am guessing from now on – it will be holy old clothes! So, I really had to learn how to dress in ways that was far more suited to my Personality, and keep my brights for indoors only – you should see my pyjamas!! 18. English wannabes story with Victorian clothing in 1986 I have to talk about the old fashioned ‘wannabe English’ attitude of not only my mother, but a lot of country mothers, and especially Jan Milbourne, the NEGS principal, who btw, was from history, it was like she was living in the past, by at least 200 years. The way she dressed, the way she thought women should speak and behave, her attitude was literally from about the 1800’s in England. It’s like she’s been picked out of this time frame and dropped in to 1980. I believe her role at that school was to produce women ready for marriage (not sure that worked! – rebellion nature and all….) at any rate – raised to be passive, not to be controversial, ask questions, or ‘rock the boat’. (Btw, all they do in the work place is fight, if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you are not going to last). I’ve noticed there are a lot of country mothers who were exactly the same, and want to adopt this kind of English old-fashioned life and attitude. You should have seen what my mother dressed me in for my interview at the school, it was literally a garment from the 1840s. I heard her say the principal will love it. I found a picture online, here it is, -but my dress was blue with same big white collar, and I was a little older, 11yrs. From https://fashion-history.lovetoknow.com/ titled “Victorian Children” Also at school, part of our uniform was a long-hooded cape – can you believe that, a cape (also originally from the 18th century! The one pictured was just like it) I was not really sure what the obsession with the last century in England was, with Australian country mothers. But I have since discovered, they have been manipulated by various films that came out in the 70s and 80’s, and they all depicted these “I want to be English women from the last century” but living in Australia (if we must…). And a lot of the girls at school, they all had the same names as was in these old-fashioned women from these movies! So, I am guessing there were a lot of mothers similar to mine. Also, the fact that Australia still has a monarch, and follows the then present monarch, Elizabeth II, closely, has helped this “we wish we were English” attitude!! – my siblings are all named after ‘royals’ with Charles and William featuring as middle names!! My sister was named after Penelope Keith from mums favourite show, The Good Life!! (Still one of my favourite shows too!!) One of the traditions, of these “we wish we were English types” is “Christmas in July” !! – as if to celebrate xmas in the cold, just as an English woman can!! Lol Plus, the irony of it is, if you look at the history of the Brits, and their relationship with other countries, you can really start to see that Britain is actually a mean ‘bully’ country. There are several islands around Britain which are now governed by England, and purely because they bullied their way into those countries, fought the natives, and simply took over. And why when do you think they appear so regularly on the news in Africa? – I have always thought, well, you know, somebody’s gotta do it, got to be a good talking point for the masses - people like having something to feel proud about. But, they’re always over in Africa, and the reason why they’re in Africa is because they own the oil wells in Africa; they own all the profits from it. So, on one hand you see poor Africans, then think oh, good on those Brits helping those poor Africans, but really, their interest is in the profits from the oil wells, and not in helping starving Africans. It was the Brits and the US, who got together back in the day, and basically bullied their way over into ownership of those oil wells. And when it comes to business, if they don’t get their own way, then they declare war on whoever is standing in their way; like China when there were Opium and Tea wars going on - how do you think Britain came in ‘ownership’ of Hong Kong till 1999! China was so taken aback by the Brits despicable warring tactics, that they ‘shut’ their door on the whole world – this whole time there has been no trade with China, is because of the bully brits. Its only just now, basically at the beginning of 2000, that China has seen an opportunity in manufacturing as a sure-fire way to “win” – and they will. I hate to tell you English wannabes, but they have a lot, not to be proud of. (And carried on pretty much like a bunch of spoilt little brats, and talk about self-declared important people!). Btw, apparently some of America, also suffered from this ‘wannabe English’ attitude, especially amongst the Yachting community! I feel these old-fashioned English type of women were often kind of snotty, snobby, and hoity-toity, and I feel like that’s what the aim of these mothers in the country Gunnedah was to be, they wanted to be this ‘superior sophisticated old-fashioned values, respectable women types’, and I feel the main reason why I’m writing about it in such a light, is because I would say, this attitude has persuaded that little blonde girl, that I’ve mentioned on numerous occasions, (read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam photo”), who has been hounding me in Gunnedah over some years, and playing her game, which I’m now going to call “the not worthy game”, as in, you can’t have that good item because you don’t deserve it, because you don’t have XX amount of money and you’re not married to some rich farmer. (She makes my life hell – she will have some bad karma; I suspect she may have cancer by now – this is actually a real girl, unfortunatly, and not a figment of my imagination. It is a game for her, she finds it fun to torment. So, I’m not sure if that blonde girl is a former NEGS girl, I mean, I guess it stands to reason from what I’ve just said about their mothers, although look at my mother, and I do not share her attitude at all. My grandmother made the comment one day after we got back from a day shopping, that I talk to everyone, there are no discriminations!! (My grandmother too would have been a bit of a snob!) -but I also feel that there are girls who didn’t go to private schools, who feel ‘inferior’ to those girls who did, and so this may be that kind of rebellion (I don’t care what school you went to, although now that I am older, I have noticed a general distinction.) But I actually am quite concerned about that silly blonde girl attitude, and she is not alone, there are a few of them that work incahoots together. It’s beyond mentally unhealthy, the attitude of thinking someone is not worthy because of their income or marital status is so ridiculous and so far, removed from common sense, any girl who would have this idea, would literally fall into the category of sociopath, I don’t think I’m being too severe in recognizing this judgement. Why that girl and those mothers have not evolved into being more practical and accepting of the fact that pretty much everyone is working class these days, the only thing that differentiates people is their expectations and respectfulness towards other people. I unfortunatly have come across many women who fall into this category – little women. I have more to say about this issue infact - This problem is so big and large in society, that by the time women reach old age, and are put into nursing homes, where often sound minds are scarce to be found, yet amongst those women, the elderly biddys still wish to push this kind of class distinction. Money/ no money, it was really rife amongst the ladies, I witnessed while I briefly worked at Alkira nursing home, and a subject of subtle passive innuendos. In fact, it was really the number one issue underneath every conversation and every activity. It is this much of a big deal, and a big problem in my opinion. I say problem easily, because I’ve known many hoity-toity women in my time, in fact way more hoitytoits than low income mops, and I can assure you those hoity-toits have a lot of issues, and a lot of them come from a place of complete trashiness, where stealing theft, lying, and greed is huge and normal. Those issues are not restricted to low income people. As far as I am concerned if you go out of you way to be rude or steal from someone, then you indeed are not worthy. But being not worthy does not mean I would then ‘hound’ the person and steal from them. As such is the case of what certain female dogs do, I witnessed them do this, just cause they ‘think’ I may not like them. Stupid. You know, if someone does not like you – don’t worry about it, you can’t please everyone, the notion of following someone, harassing them or stealing from them just because they do not like you IS COMPLETY RIDUIUCULOUS – I know I certainly don’t give a dam if someone does not like me. Their loss. Oh, the red and black woollen cape above, was part of our school uniform too. This cape did very little in keeping one warm, especially in Armidale NSW where it often snowed in winter. But the school was completely strict and anal about our school uniform, we had about 6 or 7 different uniforms for various situations, and everything had to be just so, including all hems, 8 inches below the knee. They were really expensive too. I remember when I was in year 10, my brother who went to Tas, the boys school in Armidale (which, btw, is now Co-ed), as part of their school uniform they adopted a proper navy woollen coat, and when mum was purchasing one for him, for some reason, (unknown to me still) she decided that she would get one for me too! - I really don’t know how she came about to have this thought process because like I said, they were really anal about school uniform, and mum would’ve been happy to go along with whatever they said, whatever rules they come up with - she’s not the kind of person to rock the boat in this kind of area. So when I turned up at school with my Tas coat on - a complete violation of the school uniform policy, much to my surprise everyone was okay with it, it’s like they all stood back and said oh yeah that’s much better than those silly capes, I was permitted to wear it, and the following season NEGS put out a Navy woollen coat which was very nice, so after my going on about mum‘s old fashion tendencies here, I personally believe it was her that brought about the change in fashion from the cape to the coat!! Photo of cape is from Target – part of their costumes!! 19. Couples using singles they feel inferior to them, to invoke excitement in their marriage. Something has come to my consciousness, well actually it’s something I’ve been aware of for quite some time but it’s getting to the point now where I have to write about it because it is so weird and dysfunctional. What happens is; some, and by some, I mean most, married couples of a certain age, seem to fall into this strange peculiar pattern of doing something devious, so that the other can find them out, and chastise them. Now quite frankly, what couples do is none of my concern, and I don’t care what you get up to at all. However, the part where I mentioned ‘they do something devious’ - or ‘bad’ or ‘naughty’ -which ever word tickles your fancy, is where I come into it. I’m really at the point where I am sick and tired of dealing with people who behave badly and disrespectfully towards me, so that they can be chastised later by their husband and/or wife. I could give you heaps of examples, but I will refrain, plus I have mentioned such instances in other photo stories. This is not just restricted to one or two couples that have crossed my path, this is basically been a thing with every couple that I’ve encountered. I mean maybe it’s just a middle-aged phase that they all go through, but to me, from the outside looking in, it’s just a total moronic retardation dysfunction, and I can’t believe this is acceptable behaviour in adult society. And usually it’s not a one-way street, it’s both parties, take it in turns “you chastise me and then I’ll chastise you” - but this is often a subconscious thing - some of them aren’t even aware that they do it!! So sick. Hence why I’m writing about it. (I have even seen one person take the blame for something he did not do, in order, to get chastised for it, such is the enjoyment he takes in seeing his partner so angry, worked up and domineering) Another and even more sinister thing couples do, is one of them will try to dominate a third party, usually the same sex, and usually involuntary - they will seek a victim whilst the other one is watching, in an attempt to impress their partner with their ‘domination’ skills, and the hopes to turn them on for later that night in the bedroom. Siiiiiick. I often feel like I am surrounded on a planet by really sick people. Just because I’m single doesn’t make me your personal couples therapy victim. Piss off you stupid little twits. Take your dysfunctional moronic behaviour OUT. Stand back have a look at yourself, ask yourself, do you do this? And then make sure it doesn’t happen in the future - for your own mental health evolvement. Stick to something healthy – like gardening. Here is also a good time to mention another bizarre thing I’ve encountered, and that is; couples forming this relationship of one person bossing about another person. And this is the main basis of their relationship. That is what it revolves around. Up here in Queensland it’s usually always the man bossing the woman about. It’s really odd for me to witness this because I know what men are really like, so to see these women being bossed about -- it’s very strange. (My parents weren’t like this at all; each was left to do what they wanted; each had their own interests; mum wouldn’t encroach on dad‘s work/play life and dad did not encroach on mums running of the family household - it was just a symbiosis that totally worked (for the most part). When I see this phenomena of men bossing women about, I think to myself how unhealthy, I mean after all the bimbos and retard women I have encounted in my life (and there has been a lot, like what I have already mentioned on this blog) it’s got to still be totally unhealthy relationship. Those women will deeply resent their husbands, it will only be a matter of time, and as I am pretty sure also, I’ve mentioned before, those women take out their rage against their husband, when they see a younger woman, then they get an opportunity to then ‘boss’ them about. I have experience this on numerous occasions, and I can tell pretty much within five minutes of talking to a woman if she’s happily married or not - they give themselves away really easily. Most often the relationship didn’t start off that way, but over time, the couples develop a pattern of fighting for control and power, and it’s usually the man who relishes ‘the fight’, women don’t have that fight by nature instinct, and thus I suspect, this is why I often see men trying to boss around their wives, because the wife is sick of fighting, and so she’ll just say “yes dear”. But I have witnessed it the other way around, the woman starts off dominating the relationship and does so for many years, but then there’s a change, as women tire (or sometimes come to the realization that they are not as smart as they once thought, and can see their husbands have a clearer understanding on reality, sometimes) and her husband slowly takes over the relationship. But actually I secretly believe most men only want one thing out of marriage, and that’s to wrestle. More so than any other desire, (eventually) and if they can’t have it in their marriage - which often is the case, what woman would put up with a constantly fighting husband? So then the husband will find it elsewhere, and find other victims who he does not have to be respectful towards, because he is not married to them. That’s his mentality, “we are not married, so I do not have to treat this woman with any respect”. I’ve witnessed this numerous times. Gunnedah Council boys. So in essence, a marriage is just a process of one will taking over the other, and I’ve never really thought badly about marriage but when I look at it like this, I just am really glad that I’m not married. You know my mother was a marriage counsellor, and I used to eavesdrop on the sessions she had when the church was unavailable, she would have them at our place, I was only quite young, but I did find it fascinating. 1st image shows my garden at Rangari; 20. Is your garden too good for society? My garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia was shaping up to be amazing, and it would’ve been amazing, if I had had another 10 years. It would’ve been a ‘notable’ garden, people would literally want to drive out and see it. And this was the main reason, I feel, I was cast out of it, and Gunnedah, because this would’ve been this big society thing, and someone like me (unmarried, childless and no full-time employment) was considered ‘not worthy’ of having a notable garden, or being credited for something notable. (Even though I did ALL of it myself “no bragging allowed” weird societal dog rules) I find this attitude is perpetuated by bimbo women who are married to rich husbands, aswell as famous celebrity types who have inferior gardens (like Judy Dench, Olivia Newton-John or Tom Cruise, especially when it comes to food gardens.) And you know what, if I was living out there, and had not done any gardening, so the place just looked bare, I would put money on the fact that I would have been able to remain there. Seriously. “oh, if only I was a pathetic drunk loser that just sat around and did nothing, like everybody else out there.” Really and truly, if you listen to what society dictates, you would end up doing nothing, accomplishing nothing, and not living or evolving in any way! I find in life, one has to ‘shove society back up its arse.’ The ‘not worthy’ torment by girls in Gunnedah has been the biggest theme in Gunnedah, the whole time I was there, Gunnedah is made up of some stupid unevolved little girls. However, it is not ‘across the board’ attitude, there are a few people with common sense out there, - just those ones don’t seem to have a lot of power in society. I find jealousy in gardening is extreme. It is more of a problem in the gardening world, than of the fashion world, and that is truly saying something. I mean if you have the best garden on the block, you will be without doubt, the most resented person on the block. And if you have the energy to put a water feature in your garden, like a pond, OMG this is considered very lavish, and you will be hated beyond comprehension. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so I am hitting the nail on the head with this story. (I recall when I was talking to the manager of the Alkira Nursing home one day, about the lovely water fountain they have out the front – often it is switched off, I asked him why, and straight away he said – “its political!” As in, we could run it, no problems, but too many people think we are wasting water, so we can’t – out of jealousy, as a lot of ‘out of towners’ have no water, especially when the dams run dry in summer, and they have no bore for some reason. Now, I’m not sure if this is a worldwide phenomenon, or it’s just an Australian lazy thing - “I can’t be bothered to get off the couch” and plus ‘there’s not enough water’ thing. (There are plenty of people that have plenty of water in Australia, but on the other hand there are other people who don’t have any water, and this has caused a big riffraff in my opinion, with the people who don’t have water, pouncing on people who do - it’s out of pure jealousy. Btw, I’m not overly familiar with my Bible Scriptures, but someone told me that jealousy is a sin - so stop being so bloody sinful, and start gardening! Put in some big 70,000L cement tanks! Come on! Get with it - it’s not going to suddenly start raining frequently. If you want to garden, you got to make plans for it, don’t just wait for the government to fix it – the government is not going to fix the water problem. BTW, I have observed a thing with some couples who want to have a nice garden, but don’t want to feel like they’re doing all the work, while their partner sits on the couch, so because of that attitude, no garden gets done! Of course, I’ve seen other couples boasting about how the lady of the house designs the garden, and does odd little things, whilst happily instigating to her husband about any of the heavier lifting/ wheelbarrow pushing/rock formation etc etc jobs that need to be done. And of course, he happily and lovingly accepts these little jobs to make his garden look fantastic! (The way it ought to be of course!!) See my orange trees above, those are the ones specially chosen by me, to be ripe at different times, so I can harvest for 6mnths of the year – BRILLIANT (and I did, the last 2 or 3 years I was there). Special thanks to Robert and Amanda White down the road, who gave me their hay remains for mulch – I was expected to give them some oranges over the coming seasons, but as I was Cast out, I cannot. Although no help available from them; locals who knew everyone in the area, re a new farmhouse rental. Although, that may be probably, from the Whites, having so many kids - the Whites are big breeders, 4 brothers, each married with 4 kids, who now would each have kids in turn – NO WONDER THERE WAS NO WHERE TO LIVE IN GUNNEDAH – btw, this was the ‘norm’ amongst people in Gunnedah, to have these ridiculously large families. I mean how non-thinking were those bimbo mothers? Not sure if it is still that way, but TOO LATE. (My mum wanted 5 kids, settled on 4 – ridiculous.) 21. Screaming Always Works So titled because I have found this to be true, whenever I have been in difficulties or in trouble of some form – which invariably happens in life - if I scream, it fixes the problem. I can give you quite a lot of examples; Once I was horse-riding, and I had big long lunging rein, doing some circle work with Batman, and he was getting a bit annoyed because he was an older horse, he didn’t need circle work as far as he was concerned, and indeed, he didn’t need the circle work, I was just practising my horse techniques (young women, so silly sometimes). The lunging rein was a super long one, for some reason I bought the 20 meter long one. At one point I looked down, and the rein was all tangled around my leg, and this was right at the point where Batman threw a little hissy fit, and was about to storm off, and in fact he had started his ‘flight’ response, so I could immediately see what was about to happen; I was about to be dragged across the whole paddock by my leg that was tangled up in this 20 meter long rein, DISASTER, and I thought what am I going do to get out of this; you can’t really stop a horse in his ‘flight’ response, and so the only thing that came to me was SCREAM, so I did, as loud as I could, I was watching Batman, and it totally worked, he stopped completely and looked at me in shock “what was that”, once he saw that I was still standing there holding the rein, he kind of got ready to take off again, angry walking trot, and so I immediately dropped to the ground, and I knew I had about 5 seconds to untangle the rein and free my foot, I did it as fast as I could, - it was just like in a movie, and just as he was taking off, I got the last bit untangled, and it slithered out of my hands and along the grass and up the whole paddock, 1 second away from total disaster! Thank God for my scream! I remember as kids when we were playing, if there was any situation where the boys were being too rowdy, or I was losing in someway, can’t really remember specific details of child’s play, but I remembered, if I screamed they stopped whatever they were doing immediately, it got to the point where, are all I had to say was “if you do it, I’ll scream” and they would give up straight away! “oh ok, you win” in that subservient tone! ha ha ha ha ha ha There was another time with my cat, he was missing, he had run away due to a dog attack from the bad next-door neighbours, and he was blind, so it had been two weeks, and I figured he was probably lost, he probably wanted to come home, as he would’ve got over the fear by that point, but perhaps he couldn’t find the way, so I went outside and screamed, and he turned up later that day! Although I didn’t scream too loudly, as actually, I have got an almighty scream, you wouldn’t believe it, I could probably set a record! And one time at school, I screamed, it was year seven, after my arm broke, and it was so loud that it woke the dead literally! That expression is really true, later on that night when I was in so much pain, I saw a ghost! No joke. The ghost was a little girl, she was brushing her hair. Like a white shadow. I experienced fear that night. And often I see movies where the girl is in trouble - if only she had of screamed! she would’ve been saved! I highly recommend learning how to scream. I want to point out, as a young child I never screamed, or threw tantrums, or barely even cried, my mother said I was a perfect little angel who never cried. And this makes sense to me, I was always very accepting of the situation when I was young, I never questioned anyone or anything, which actually I think is a little unhealthy, because people tend to take advantage of you when you’re young, and you have to learn how to question authority, but it wasn’t necessary I guess with my parents. And, happy mum, happy baby. I do believe when I was a temp nanny I learned that there comes a point in a late toddlers time when he/she clearly needs to learn the word no, so you do have to say no to them about something, and so let the child scream, so he/she learns from an early age he/she can’t always have what he/she wants. I believe if parents don’t do this you get total spoiled little brats on your hands such as the ones I have witnessed and who steal from me; it’s because their parents never set that boundary when they were a toddler. Often, the so called ‘spoilt’ ones, are people from poorer families. Total challenge of the perceived spoilt brat here. This was the house my parents purchased briefly, before they moved to Gunnedah. Before, they were both from Sydney, but they both wanted to move to the country, to raise their kids in the clean fresh air of the country, and this is where they ended, Limbri, near Tamworth. I have fond memories of swimming around that log, the one you can see poking up in the river. 22. 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Observation of the reason for the bane of my life: In my 47 years of experience, I’ve come to the opinion that a lot of parents cannot discipline their kids at all, they’re clueless about how to raise a child, most of them would like to be ‘friends’ with their kids instead of reprimanding them when they misbehave, so those kids grow up to be adults who continue to be misbehave and think it’s really cute and funny still, just because they never learnt as a child what’s wrong / right / acceptable / not acceptable. And there is an element of mothers out there who encourage this naughty behaviour especially in their sons, because they are subconsciously attracted to the ‘bad boy’ type - it’s actually, really sick. And don’t get me started on the problems of single mothers. Then there’s the opposite of that problem, with over controlling, over bearing, overyelling mothers, who encourage their kids to be stupid, by not allowing them to think and act for themselves, they dare not for fear of being reprimanded, those kids turn out to be ‘dog’ personalities – unbearable people. You know, a little bit of free reign goes a long way - actually, it is the easiest way of how to get what you want and manipulate someone anyway, because you earn their trust pretty quickly, most parents really should think about this, instead of bumbling along; you actually have to put work into a kid, you can’t just feed, clothe and make sure, they get off to school, there is way more to parenting, stuff that requires clever and creative thinking. One teacher I know had a parent who used physical violence to teach, in the hopes that the shock of a blow to the head/cane to the hand, will cause the person to remember and wake up. I know you’re aghast now, however, this person, who obviously now has a greater understanding about physical abuse, and what is acceptable/not acceptable, decided to still employ the ‘shock’ tactic to wake a child (I’m not talking about literally waking them up from sleep here, if you think I’m talking about that and there’s no hope for you and you shouldn’t have kids) So, what he did was, went outside grabbed a branch of gum leaves brought them back inside. He started talking to the kids, teaching in his normal manner and then he referred to the gum branch on his desk, started telling the kids about the beauty of Australian native plants, he picks it up showing them the colour and the shape of the leaves, and as he was talking, all of a sudden, he quickly put it up above his head, and then slammed it down onto his desk as hard as he could. Then gently said “just wanted to wake you up kids!” Then he started his lesson, so at that moment, all those kids were fully wide-awake, excited and paying attention. And see, no one was harmed in the whole process - clever and creative thinking. (you could also occasionally call them “clever little sausages”, that would get them thinking!). I’m the kind of person that gives free reign to people, so artists love me! But I found it quite extraordinary, when I was a temp nanny, at one point in my earlier life; some kids, when they encounter someone like me, someone who gives them ‘free reign’, they just absolutely go berserk, their dysfunction is so apparent, well I should say, their parent’s dysfunction, in the way they raise their child, on such a short leash. I saw kids ‘act out’ and rebel, they get up to all sorts of naughty things, and “quick before their parents come home! “it’s really obvious that keeping a child (or an adult) on a short leash is dysfunctional, it’s not right, and parents who do, encourage stupidity and crime, not to mention create dogs who do the exact opposite of what you want, as an act of rebellion, like when I go to the loo, I think, “don’t disturb me, I am going to the loo”, so these stupid people, women, always, try and break the cubicle door down to get in (serious, has happened repeatedly). And rebellion leading to jumping on the first band wagon that comes along, and in Australia, that is petty theft and stalking) In fact I’d like to talk more about this ‘free reign’ some more. When it comes to adults, I haven’t actually met anyone who, if you give enough rope, they won’t hang themselves, as in, if you don’t stand up for yourself and fight for yourself, (become slightly nazi), and reign them in, they will treat you disrespectfully, they will steal from you, they will bully you. This comes back to having been on a short tight leash and, suddenly not being on a leash - they are unable to think responsibly for themselves. I really have had it up to here with adults who haven’t grown up and learnt how to be mature. Some guy told me, that if he hears somebody tell him that he can’t do it, then he immediately will do it. No matter how stupid it is, or how dangerous it is. He’ll just do it. That’s his nature he said. He said he knows heaps of other people who do it to. I just want to say to that guy – you are a moron, raised by moron parents. And normally I do not attack people just for being morons. I only write about them if they steal from me, or are absolutely disrespectful, and are harassing me - but I suspect possibly maybe he was insinuating that because my blog’s main theme is ‘do not steal from me’, he was implying, they even more so will now. Well, I know copycatting is a big thing, especially amongst morons, but overall I have noticed a reduction in the thefts since I started my blog – most thieves are cowards, and cowards do not want to be named and shamed – that would be their worst nightmare. Btw, that guy was English, so this moronic nature is not just an Australian thing, it’s also shared by the English! But, also there comes a time in an adults life when they choose if they still act rebellious, regardless of how bad their parents screwed up – a man in his 40’s still behaving like a rebel is just plain pathetic. This is why other people, mostly mother’s dysfunction, is my bane, why I have to take these stupid dog women personalities to battle on a regular basis. Do you know, it’s not up to me to reign you in - it’s up to you to take responsibility for your own thoughts, words and actions. I am not your mother or your father. So that’s why they need to put values, ethics and communication in the classroom, in Schools, Universities / Colleges. Throw religion out, and bring in ethics. I really recommend not having kids at all, I have not met one single mother who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married, - I think secretly jealous of that too) Honestly a young woman bumbles through life not actually thinking about what will make them happy, they just do as what is expected, and follow the crowd, I have met heaps of woman that would be far happier not having kids, particularly the creative types, control freaks, and especially anyone on low income. Do yourself a favour. 23. Cruel Australian Farmers and their gung-ho kids Often in my life I have seen stock kept in a bare ‘treeless’ paddocks/yards on 50°C+ summer days without any shade or at least shade trees. Talk about stress. (Also come market day, often stock are left for days in open pens in the stinking heat). I have seen farmers often using painful electric zappers to prod stock when they’re sorting them out in the yards - just totally unnecessary, it doesn’t take much to be able to drive/herd a cow in the direction you want. Only a truly hopeless non thinking bogan would have to use an electric prong. Don’t get me started on the cruelty that goes on with the pig shooters - injuring and wounding animals so they are left screaming ALL night long. It’s disgusting. And mainly its farmers kids that take their dad’s licenced gun out shooting with their friends. A lot of farmers let their kids do as they please on the farm, and they have no idea what they get up. Farming boys in particular have no empathy or respect for animals, they’re very cruel, actually girls too. (NEGS girls) this phenomenon should be recognised and dealt with in schools since parents are so hopeless. Come on TAKE RESPONSBILITY FOR AUSTRALIAN BOGAN BEHAVIOUR, don’t just sweep it under the carpet. The teenages I knew when I was 18 were my brother and his friends (16yrs olds) they were rogues, they used to walk along the streets at night and find cars that didn’t have locking petrol caps, and siphoned the petrol out so that they could take it onto one of their farms and go bike riding. Someone told me, a boy once poured petrol on a cow, then set it alight – I bet it was Heath Barwick. Bimbo mother. Also, one day my neighbour discovered a dead cow near the roadside on her farm - it had been shot, she noted that they had been shooters out there the evening before. She reckons that they didn’t find anything to shoot (they would’ve been looking for roos) and so they just shot her cow from their car. Evil country Bogan delinquent behaviour, that gets swept under the carpet. 24. What kind of Jerk keeps a Birdie on a Chain (image shows a Galah on a stand, attached by a chain around its ankle Don’t get me started on birdcages too, only a sadistic little bird bitch would keep a bird in a cage! Really and truly I can’t believe how stupid some people are; birds have wings, they’re meant to fly, APPLY COMMON SENSE! They’re not meant to be locked up in a small cage, non-thinking idiots. 25. Being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the “worthless” category I know about these fighting fish, I had one at one point. He would just hang out by the filter at the top of this huge aquarium, sometimes venturing out. In retrospect it was too big for him, he would not have felt comfortable, and thus safe. I see them on youtube now, very happy in smallish tanks, like 30cm high with 25cm of water, full of plants and logs; happy as Larry, and they venture around the tank, quite active. So, this see-through transparent small vase type situation shown above with only water, is not really ideal. How would you like it. There seems to be some major animal cruelty going on in Australia, particularly amongst kids, I’ve seen some awful things, but first, I want to talk about little things that they do, like if they come across something icky like a spider or a snake, they go on the attack, and kill the poor little innocent creature, when really all they have to do is let the merry little creature be on it’s merry little way. So, shame on all the adults and teachers who don’t explain this to children. It is their planet too. They have just as much of a right to be here as we do. The same right as we have to be here, so do they. They are thinking, feeling and social creatures, just like us. Some are reflective, some are at the top of their game – just like humans. Also, if there is a snake and you want it gone, all you have to do is jump up and land on the ground hard – the snake feels those hard shocking vibrations (they are deaf) and will immediately want out of the situation, will leave and take cover. No need to try to kill it; and watch that glorious creature as it slithers in its sultry way off. Animals are meant to be here, this is their planet – and they are the underdog, I personally believe anyone acting cruel to animals will later have to pay for it, nature will seek revenge. So be respectful to animals. (Read my Leech story). Living in the country surrounded by animals, I have witnessed a few terrible things, from farmers not knowing how to handle cattle properly; using stress and painful electric prods. To their kids being allowed to take their dad‘s gun and going pig hunting, and injuring the pig only, not killing it, so it was left screaming for hrs and hrs all night - it was the most horrible thing I’ve ever heard, I don’t know about that pig but I know I will never forgive those boys responsible for doing it, shame on those ignorant country delinquents. I often talk about how I am frequently followed and harassed by people, this might have something to do with our neighbours at 18 Henry Street, Gunnedah, dad knew who they were, I have no idea who they were, except I met a relative of theirs in the horticulture course, nice girl. I never saw them really, sometimes I heard them but only usually when they were outside eavesdropping on our noisy family, the dad was a Miner, he was big and had big boofy hair, he was divorced, and if I recall he had some little brats, one of them stuck his hand out the window and lost his arm with a passing car, and another one I heard when I was in the garage one day, he was behaving a little oddly, so it could be him? No idea who, but it sounded like a child back then, I remember now, he was barking and making yelping cruel noises, NO, he had a little puppy, that’s right, they had a thing for dogs, and he was being really nasty, teasing and hurting the dog, the dog was making yelping noises it was quite disgusting, I felt sick, I had to leave, that was 35 years ago or more, sicko -no wonder they follow me around; might be nice and refreshing to be around someone who is not a sicko, and who’s healthy. BUGGER OFF - You are way beneath me (never thought I’d say that to anyone) but it’s plain as day - being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the worthless category. (akin to stealing). This is the kind of issue that those so-called mental health workers can sink their teeth into, instead of pissing about trying to call people crazy. They need to get into schools and deal with these kinds of issues. Those kids (not just 1 or 2) only learn this cruelty from their parents and teachers / older siblings. The only way it will be stopped, is if you get into the schools and deal with it, they need to be taught to recognize cruelty/power games, it’s no good trying to get through to their parents, their parents have big egos, they’re not going to listen to anyone. (And, snakes aren’t pets, you morons). Also I don’t recommend leaving children around animals, unattended (no matter what age) - some of them have very warped ideas of what they can do to an animal, kids still haven’t learnt a lot of things about life, particularly how to be gentle and caring, which is what is required when you’re dealing with animals. I would never leave a child under the age of 18 alone with an animal, unless they have specifically been taught about that animal and how to handle it and how to care for it, any animal. And it is something that needs to be taught, it’s not an instinct for a lot of people. Why they market pet animals to kids, is odd. So the same people who follow me around and sabotage me – these are the types of people who would also be cruel to animals – it’s the same thing, stemming from the same problem. If they have kids, it would be passed on to them too – this cruelty. 26. Stuff I should have Known I watched this fantastic enlightening program this week. They had done a real documentary, but they put it in a movie form, so it was entertaining, infotainment!. It was an interesting story about the rise of the women’s movement in the 60s and 70s. And also interestingly enough, the rise of the anti-feminist movement. It was actually the ‘smarts’ of one woman, who opposed the feminist movement, in order to help swing the Republicans, and Ronald Reagan, into power. This popular and manipulative women managed to get 40,000 other women to oppose: women in the workplace, equal rights, equal pay and abortion! The power of pretty and popularity! And also intern, favour a strong patriarch, which involves obeying and asking husband for permission to do anything, and includes putting up with beatings, and or rape. It was extraordinary watching, I tell you. A tactic they used to gain housewives and women to join the anti-feminist movement was scaring those women into thinking they may be forced to give up their family life and have to find a job, or be drafted into the army - which of course no one was trying to do anyway. Lying fear mongering tactics that pollies STILL use today – (they will be getting cancer, due to a lack of morals). But, as soon as Regan got into power (he won) he denounced the leader of the anti-feminist group, in favour for a feminist! Quite ironic, because the woman leading the anti-feminist group didn’t really care about the platform she was on anyway, she just used it to get the Republicans to win, (she and her husband were obviously Republicans, and wanted them to win) So, 50–50 she could’ve jumped on the either bandwagon for the women’s movement or against, and who knows where the feminist movement would be right now if it were the other. While the women’s movement were campaigning for these kinds of equal opportunities, it wasn’t until 30 years later in 1990, that women could join the army - it’s like basically the women’s feminist movement was single-handedly halted, due to one woman, who didn’t really even care about the platform anyway. The movie did also touch on the fact that women who get listened to, by other women, are women of stature and beauty, it’s like she who is the most eloquent and pretty, wins. I’m afraid times haven’t changed at all in that respect. I strongly suspect, this is why she thought nothing wrong with being opposed to the women’s movement, because she herself could do anything she wished, people listened to her, she was married to wealthy husband, she was tall and pretty, and was smart, she could read the situation. It is not like that, for a lot of other women, especially when they are older. I felt watching her, she didn’t realise what it is like for a lot of other women, particularly ones that aren’t married to wealthy husbands, and not the best lookers. Having said that, with my experience in the workplace, well I think you all know where I stand, and my feelings about women if you read my blog. But I will describe one incident which further shows you what I’m talking about. When I first started employment, it was a room full of women, also with a female boss. It was definitely a bitchy experience. Bitchiness from colleagues, as well as from the boss, with pack like mentalities working to manipulate, bully and cast out. I only lasted 2 yrs there because of it. Several years later I worked elsewhere with a room full of women, however the manager at that place was male. I can assure you it makes a HUGE difference when there’s a man around. Women tend to behave, and don’t act all bitchy, well as much, they still got up to female antics if the boss was not looking. (But from my perspective, the difference is EXTRAORDINARY, I also found this outside of the workplace, whenever there was a man around, my friends would behave completely differently, they tended to be all sweet and nice. I always thought those men that get drawn in by those sweet women, when they get married, they would soon discover what they’re wives are really like! There’s not many women I have encountered, that I would actually describe as “Sweet” more like the opposite of that (well, except for me!) As some very famous musician said “they are absolute piranhas”). I need to mention, all the women in my first employment were, or were, trying to be ‘ladies from the “higher echelons of society”!! so they had motivation to behave. Whereas my second employment, I felt there certainly was no sort of motivation like that, most of them were on minimum wage, no airs or graces! And so, the difference between those women, was obvious and significant - the willingness to fight, argue, and be totally bitchy, was normal and big - they most definitely had to have a man there to keep them all in line. If there wasn’t a man there, it would’ve been absolute hell for me in my brief time there. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace and start my own business. I feel people who are righteous and have morals, tend not to make it in the workplace, and they don’t tell you at school, when they are supposedly meant to be preparing you for life as an adult; that you need to check your values at the door, as soon as you enter to the workplace. I noted this many years ago, and I think about it over the years, (still unwilling to compromise mine), and in the meantime, someone has taken it upon themselves to makes sure they put unemployed people across my path – just so I could see, there are far worse bimbo evil entities, not working! I would like to add to the above “no airs or graces! “ Actually, this is a definite thing amongst a large sector of women in Gunnedah. They were raised specifically to shun new fashion trends, or wanting to have nice things in life, a nice house, designer brands, these women specifically had this attitude because they didn’t have these things in the first place, or their mothers did not, and it was a way to make themselves feel better about it – a “righteous” attitude to so speak. I remember turning up to a fellow 9yr old’s birthday party in a brand-new pretty pink dress, and oh my gosh, was I chastised by all the mothers, big time. Not just the mother of the girl whose birthday it was, but all the mothers had a go at me, because of my new pretty dress. I had told her daughter, the birthday girl, the day before that I had a new dress for the party and I could not wait for the party, and I believe she told her mother, who then told her daughter that she was to wear school uniforms, as it was an after school party, and to tell all her friends to wear school uniform only - all because she didn’t want to have to buy a new party dress for her daughter. I tell you what, some people just don’t know how to live, and if you can’t wear a pretty dress at a girls birthday party, when can you wear one? stupid women, stupid mother‘s in Gunnedah. (I think I need to add, the birthday girl lived in a more ‘fancy’ part of town. Not poor. I mean maybe if she lived in a slum, possibly in India (back in the day), I would expect school uniforms normal for a little girls birthday party…..). Do you see how, a child’s mother, or father/carer… has to accompany a child at all times…. to keep the dogs at bay. They are everywhere. Or at any rate; prepare your child for DOGS. I wanted to put a photo of my silver bow here at the front as a reminder to little short blonde bimbo who steals from me, this is mine you jealous little fool 27. Sunrooms full of ferns When I was about 5yrs old, living at Limbri, my parents put on a house addition, off the existing living room. It was a big sunroom addition, huge, with a cork floor (it was the 70s). Mum filled it with ferns. I used to roller skate around the room, I loved it, I loved that room! (And what a cool mum I had, ok with me roller-skating in her new room!). Unfortunately, I can’t have a cork floor as a renter, but I do have a Veranda that I have filled with ferns, my love of ferns most definitely stems from mum’s room and roller skating around it. Such happy memories. But alas, yet another landlord who has just given me notice to leave. As I’m getting more experienced now with bloody landlords, unlike any plants I’ve planted in the garden, at least I can take all my potted ferns with me. J Let’s all hope and pray, that I can find a place that has a suitable spot for all my ferns. I’m thinking a place by the beach north of Bundy sounds perfect!! Just putting it out there. I wrote about this story before, and it’s completely missing, completely gone out of all my folders outlook and backups. FERNS ROLLERSKATING CORK FLOORS II then also had here, screenshots of 3 emails from my landlord, they were emails showing our conversation; how the situation went from, not very nice landlord, to revolting landlord. As she (Cate Rogers, possibly Miss Wainberg from South Australia, then Gunnedah, then QLD?). Cate was coming around to my place to do work on the house, frequently, actually, she was a total nuisance, leaving a mess, telling me wrong days and times, demanding I help her, and move my furniture to accommodate her wishes and whims of what she wanted to do around the place. She was and is completely disrespectful. The next thing she wanted to do was paint the house. I got back to her and said I do not wish for her to paint the house, because it would involve me moving my furniture and ferns, - a huge job, I was not up for it (sore arms), and this was something she would expect me to do by myself. Plus, I know, she would not have cleaned up herself either, and left a huge mess - she’s a very selfish person. Plus, I felt it didn’t need to be done, it was only 6yrs old. And then she emailed me back, asking me to leave, with bullshit accusations of tenancy breach, (there were still eight months on the lease). STUPID. She later got back to me and said she has a buyer for the house (AS IF). Do you see the kind of bullshit I have to put up with as a renter; fuck landlords, they are so greedy and dishonest – ALL OF THEM. {a little birdy told me it was Helen Elder next door, who found out my rent price (medalling manipulative bitch), and got back to Cate and said, ‘you should be charging more rent’, and so then Cate has got all ‘bimbodog psyched ’ up about it, and decide to kick me out as she could not put the rent up for another 8mnths. Anyway, then on my blog before, I had, initially, just a photo of my ferns, without the images of the emails, to say - I want to show the difference of what my blog would be like, if I didn’t have the problems of not owning my own home; Nice picture of ferns, vs, picture accompanied by many many swearing negative arshole situations that I am in. And I believe all the theft‘s and harassment also exist, because I am not a home owner. I mean I can’t say for certain, but I’m fairly sure at Rangari, if that had been my land, my farm. I wouldn’t have had people coming on it, and stealing from me. (?) Ofcourse when I wrote this, I failed to see how that incident when I was 18, and refused Austudy, by stupid cunts at Centrelink, would affect my social standing in Sydney “she’s so rich she cannot get Austudy”. As if. This is main reason, I believe, why I have not yet got sick – teach those stupid cunts a lesson. And this is why I state on my blog; I insist that parents, if they can’t afford to buy their kids a home when they turn 18, then don’t have kids, because it’s actually not worth it - it’s the difference between living life to its fullest with joy and passion, and enjoying all what planet earth has to offer, or having a fucked life, consisting of being victimized continuously in the form of harassment, stealing and being forced to constantly move on. 28. Notice to leave, 2nd image above This notice to leave photo was stolen off this website - I had to re add it - There seems to be some computer nerd idiot who is removing my life story photos on a daily basis - I have to constantly re upload many photo stories. Also, by the way, I have a majorly collapsed arch, sometimes known as plantar fasciitis. It happened in 2017, it was not diagnosed until late 2019, and as a result, I was making it continuously worse that whole time, walking on the offending boot that had a slight hole in it, and as a result, majorly damaging my foot. I am still unable to walk on it today five years later. I put in for disability pension, I was rejected, whether I did not provide the right documents is still in question, I have resubmitted. But my landlord (similar age to me) receives a pension, and she doesn’t have anything wrong with her at all. But she has a 13-year-old son, and so they gave it to her for that reason, technically they’re not allowed to do that, and I wouldn’t really care, except the fact that they rejected me and I can’t walk. It seems you have to be blonde and pretty to get a pension in this country. BTW, she went through with Qcat, and the judge told her very politely – BUGGER OFF YOU NUISANCE LANDLORD. So, I get to stay till lease ends with bitch landlord, how lucky I am…. My landlord still refuses to fix the bathroom. I have a video of the Qcat hearing, I have not put it here, as it was over in 30 seconds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarm bells, the first one being that the judge was female, and looked like my landlord – same hair, same height, same weight, same complexion, same age too. Plus, it’s unusual, still, in today’s Australian climate for a female judge - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. Also, it was 6th Jan. I do not believe court was back in session so soon after New Year? Also, I’m fairly certain, 99% certain, I saw that woman who said she was the judge (judge McGarvey, so I was advised) working at the Courier depot in Bundaberg who took my large parcel and overcharged me by $30, in affect stealing from me by $30. I saw her elsewhere too in Bundaberg. Following me? Possible old NEGS girl? Also, my landlord didn’t stand a chance of winning. Her reasons were bogus, she had no chance of winning at all. And lastly, I suspect the girls who work at Bundaberg court, had something to do with it - they were ‘egging’ my landlord into opening a Qcat dispute to waste my time, and make money for them; as they get paid, even if the case is thrown out, such as this one. So, I had to take all that time to prepare anyway, in case it was not thrown out. DOGS, I will not forgive you, so you better start praying. Btw, no wonder the court system is still male dominated, with this kind of shenanigans. So dodgy, so dishonest. That’s what makes the whole of the female species look pathetic. Blonde’s will be blondes. You know, this is a common thing about rich cocky women, like that of one who works in a courthouse, or a landlord….; is that they love feeling superior, they like to think that the person standing next to them has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and thus they feel they can treat them disrespectfully. I kid you not, this is the thought process that goes through their stupid heads. Newsflash, this is how stupid women think. Anyone with a brain, would not only be academically intelligent, but they would be ‘emotionally’ and ‘intuitive’ intelligent, and thus have compassion and empathy, and not fall prey to such unsophisticated attitude. I do speak to a lot of smart people, and this is how they think – it has naught to do with money. I should mention part of my landlords bogus claims to try and end my lease was this Blog, she wanted the court to force me to delete it (take it down), she tried to somehow relate it to my lease, which ofcourse she does not get a say in my Blog. (Do you see her big ego, her arrogance? - I sure as hell do.) Especially as the main reason she wanted it down was because she was EXPOSED in all her thieving blonde bimbo glory, as was the whole Kookaburra park here, and the people in it who steal from me. EXPOSE! – READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE REAL NEWS! Least the judge told her where to go. 29. DOGS – the Government big secret in Australia I am trying to think back to when I was 18 and visited that Centrelink to apply for Austudy, (and was refused due to counter girl being a cunt dog). I have decided, I must have spoken to a ‘dog’ who was pretending to work there, and not actually proper staff. I say this because, I known, in MANY other situations over the years, say, for example, a shop owner, puts a ‘dog’ in to talk to me, and usually, eventually after not getting anywhere with stupid ‘dog’, the owner steps in. Only back when I was 18, how the hell was I to know about ‘dogs’, how was I meant to know that Centrelink put ‘dogs’ at their counter? How was I to know they did this incredible STUPID thing? There was no mention of this in my family, there was no mention of this factor at school. What the hell! Are you living in UNREAL world parents and teachers?? I remember now, there were dogs at Melbourne Centrelink, and Coffs harbour Centrelink too. Must be a big hang out spot for dogs. So, it seems back then too when I was 18, there was some strange woman (who probably does not work for Centrelink) who was following me around? with, it seems the whole point being to sabotage me. Or maybe she just hung out a Centrelink office, to try to send Aus study recipients away empty handed (liberals were in power back then, I remember – is this tactic to save money, by stealing from entitled young 18 yr olds?? Dam liberals, labour would never do such a thing. So, Centrelink staff allows ‘dogs’ to go behind the counter and serve me, when they don’t actually work for Centrelink, and have NO IDEA about anything as they are stupid ‘dogs’. This country is FUCKED for doing this. Aiding and abetting stupid dogs. I mean, am I meant to ask the girl behind the counter at every shop/place, I go to “Are you a stupid dog, or do you actually work here?” It comes down to the fact that the people who work at Centrelink are cunts for allowing ‘dogs’ to deal with customers, and not proper staff. I hope you get cancer, die, and burn in hell you stupid staff and dogs. You know this blog is living proof about how stupid the dogs are. Proof they get things wrong and mess up ALL THE TIME. Proof about how hopping mad this country is. Proof that people ought not to be talking to futile dogs, there is no place for them in the work place. People need to be talking to me to obtain all the proper facts. No wonder I have so many stories that go missing, and get deleted; what’s the matter? - don’t you want anybody to know about the ‘infuriating dogs’? Or about how WRONG the dogs are, all the time. {at least ¾ of them belong in jail}. 30. Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Female Hero problems in Australia I recall saying in my “Things I wish was told when I was 18” photo story, (p1 on https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog ), about how when you’re 18 or so, sometimes tragic situations seem so bad, but later when you’re older looking back, you can see how it wasn’t really that bad compared to how bad things can be. So, I just want to add further to that, maybe a young adult may think, well if my problems aren’t that bad, yet I’m feeling so bad right now, perhaps I should just kill myself, because it’ll just get worse; I would like to say; well, no, feeling bad is a phase EVERYONE goes through, you eventually learn how to deal with your emotions, how to deal with deep emotions, and how to handle life. So, wait it out and hang on in there. BUT the reason I mention this, is because they have advised me; young people apparently commit suicide, and that’s part of the reason, so they tell me, why they don’t tell kids at school, what life is really like, because it would be too scary, and they might kill themselves! (Some people are totally warped). And I say apparently, because I’ve never known anyone to commit suicide, and I’ve never known anyone who has known anyone who committed suicide. AND, I do know how people like to jump on a bandwagon, and a personal mission to save all the so-called destitute young people who want to commit suicide. There seems to be a major hero complex going on (particularly amongst women). Actually, I’d go one step further, and say this is way more of a mental health problem, than the problem of people committing suicide - in my experience. In fact, A HUGE PROBLEM. I know other people can see it too, and so they themselves go on personal missions to be ‘antiheroes’, especially towards anyone who may have had help from someone who they perceive as a helpful hero type person (I am not going to give any examples, or name anyone – but I could, heaps) – btw, those antihero people are completely stupid. Now, I personally feel like it’s normal for a rational young person to have thoughts of “my life has no meaning, what’s the point, maybe I should kill myself” - this is a normal process for a young person to go through, their life probably doesn’t have any meaning at that point, their career hasn’t begun, they may not have met anyone to love or lost their school friends, they may not have developed any passions or interests yet, and most likely, they have everyone trying to control them and tell them what to do, when, they can now see or definatly feel, the inbalance of power that is going on. When I was at school, I recall this issue of powerplay wasn’t even a topic of concern at all, it’s like everybody has to shut up and do what the teacher says or else they get in trouble. A young person really didn’t have much power at all. So, aside from maybe committing suicide, this powerplay is probably a fundamental reason of why young people take to drugs {it’s not because their lives are shitty, or their just young and stupid}, they have to somehow deal with over controlling behaviour that has been going on in their life by power tripping people {aggressively so, or passive aggressively so) A lot of parents don’t even know that they’re being overcontrolling (I have termed it Nazi) It’s like they get into a habit when that child is young “go and brush your teeth”, “go and clean your room”, “go and do your homework”, they develop a taste of controlling behaviour, after a few years, they can’t stand back and see the big picture. Same as when a parent smacks a child, they can’t see this behaviour is wrong, they feel it is justified as the child was naughty – but I assure you, if someone else hit their child in the exact same situation, they would then be able to see clearly the injustice of the act. Big picture. In my experience you can’t just say “NO” to a child, you have to take the time to explain why, so they understand that you are not being ‘nazi’. Btw, this is the same way that people can fall into Negative Nancys category, and not realise it. like whenever the child says something the adult will immediately say, well that’s wrong. When really, they have to tackle each conversation not with a “your wrong and I’m right” situation; creativity has to be applied. It’s definitely not a sign of mental illness to have suicidal thoughts if you’re a young person, in my opinion, it’s very pragmatic and logical. But I guess it has been up to parents and teachers to imply along the way, before they reach teen years, that these issues will come, so be prepared – its up to them to equip a child with skills to deal with negative issues. (and of course NOT give false hope – only a bimbo would do that – bimbo men do that a lot too, I have noted. If a young person does commit suicide, you can be assured their parents and teachers HAVE FAILED them in their duty of care, in my opinion. So, that’s why I say, hang on in there, just a phase that practical common-sense people experience (and not necessarily when they are young – I believe if you are in a workplace where you work hard, but get ignored by your boss, or treated like crap by co-workers, and boss, general disrespect, and others taking credit for your work, - this would lead to suicide thoughts, especially if you’re not fully self-assured and confident. In fact this would be a perfectly healthy and normal reaction to that toxic environment – if you did not have any negative thoughts about the situation, then that would be the real worry. Or maybe you can’t see the big picture, and see everybody treating you like crap, so are left despondent, not really sure why. It is only if you have ‘emotionally close’ others in your life, who can point out to you how crap your co-workers are, that you can get about rectifying the situation. So, you can see how it’s important for everyone to have a strong sense of self, inner self assurance, and confidence. And that only comes from a stable loving environment growing up, and also being encouraged to win at something, so one knows that sense of achievement and self-worth. If you’re lacking in self-confidence, like if you’ve had 9 years of school teachers telling you, you are not good enough, not smart enough. Or you were taught not to fight, and be humble, as a lot of kids are, by misguided parents and over controlling teachers, then I strongly recommend not working in a room full of older women. But anyway, back to the female hero problem, I definitely noticed this amongst mental health workers; they all wanted to tell people they were crazy, so then they could save them. Big problem. It’s all Cat and Mouse game - the inadvertent cat and mouse game that all unenlightened humans play. Explaining this to a young person is probably the most helpful thing you could do. When you see a young person rebelling against a parent it usually would be “stop treating me like a mouse”, related. More about that actually - my observations about adulthood and friendships in life particularly, for a woman, is quite different from what they were at school. When at school, women have lots of friends, and everyone hangs out together, there’s a lot of chitchat and laughter. However, after you leave school, over those first formative years, the dynamics change. Sooner or later most women become the enemy - this is what I have noticed, not just with me, but other women too. I mean, I don’t feel like I perceive women as the enemy, as in, I very rarely get threatened by someone, even when they’re trying to threaten me, I just have a low opinion of most women because ¼ of them are still ‘sleeping beauties’, and a whole heap more fall into the ‘stupid bitch’ category. Wanting to try to control another women is “sleeping beauty” “little girl” “lack of respect” related (which I personally believe is related to food, and a lack of nutrients in the womb, those women are brain incapable of grasping how to be respectful, they can’t but help, to try, to control others). My encounters of women, most of them, are fairly bitchy, they are threatened by anyone who has more money than them, has a better job than them, who looks better than them, who dresses better than them, has a nicer jewellery, a better man than them, and most importantly, annoyed by me, when they cannot dominate me; a real problem amongst women who cross my path. As you get older and wiser you see that friendships and relationships, a lot of them are based on the ‘cat and mouse’ game, as in, one person inadvertently ending up dominating and controlling the other, and often people are fooled into thinking that it’s love, and or friendship, when really, they’re only happy because they have somebody else to control. Their relationship with that person is a ‘power trip’, and it’s not about love at all, love doesn’t come into it. It’s all selfish ignorant greed, actually. I have really observed this and noted, that it happens a lot. As an extreme example, imagine if you had a butler, someone at your beck and call, how good would that be, wouldn’t it? Be so fun having that person around. When they leave, what a tragedy, you really liked that Butler, in fact you loved that butler, it’s the same thing, only the “mouse” of the relationship falls into the butler category. And I’m not just talking about a married couple or partners. I’m really talking about a lot of relationships that form through business, boss/employee, landlord/tenant, sports companions, other activities that people do - it’s not restricted to lovers. Everybody wants to be the “cat” in the end, everybody wants to rule the world, famous song, and I often find unless you’re happy to go along being manipulated and controlled, and play the “mouse” then, actually, it is better to limit your relationships. That’s my experience, anyway, I am far happier not having to constantly fend off people, who want to dominate me, it’s tiring – and highly offensive. A bit of a case of who needs enemies with friends like these. I think it would be helpful, if this was made clear to a young person, because there is a lot of stigma about having friends and being popular, especially now with Facebook and the whole “friend me” factor, whereas, really, maybe for a more healthy mental mindset, it may be better if you didn’t have so many friends, particularly the typical female bitchy type, and it’s normal actually, as an adult, especially when you’re even older, not to have too many friends, but just family who are close, or people you deem as your family, or none is perfectly normal and okay as well. But I’ve met plenty of women who have been very helpful, and nice, who I didn’t feel were suffering from a hero complex. So, you know, don’t be afraid to help someone out, don’t be afraid of being accused hero! Like; police and speeding tickets, an area where there is definatly a hero problem “oh, well, we are going to save your life”, that’s why we had to give you a $500 fine for doing 70 in a 60 zone…. I think that’s also why my aunt accused me of being on drugs – Heroin, like she wanted to save me. FULLY SICK (and of course, NOT, on drugs) Possibly not restricted to woman, like I mentioned numerous times on my blog, how I have people who follow me around whenever I go, and sometimes I am harassed by trucks, (I never see who drives these trucks, but I assume they are men (although when I went out to the Coal mine, I noted the 2 huge ginormous tip trucks, going up and down the coal pit all day at 50miles an hour, were female drivers). One day when I was over in Tamworth, I was being followed around by a huge semi-trailer truck, and they followed me all the way home from Tamworth -80km (unbeknownst to me). But about 4km before I reached the farm, I got a flat tyre, (about 7pm, dark) so I was stopped by the side of the road, and this truck, who I am positive, had followed me all the way back from Tamworth, out onto this very quiet country road, he or she, just completely drove past me. Like I was out in the middle of nowhere, it was pitch black, he or she would have easily seen that I had a flat, but just kept driving straight past. (After following me all that way, and wasting all their time) I mean, does it get any more arsehole than that? I don’t think so. Whoever that truck driver is, -I have no idea who it is, and I certainly don’t want to know such a person - that truck driver is an idiot and certainly barking up the wrong tree; “we have nothing in common I can assure you”. But he/she should be totally ashamed of themselves, and that dysfunctional need to play the “antihero”. I am not your psychiatrist truck; I don’t want to have to work out your dysfunctional mental problems. Take responsibility, stop expecting young women to be responsible for your mental health. {Once at the tip I spoke to a semitruck driver briefly who just happened to be there, like 2m away from where I pulled into, and once a semi-truck courier delivered a sofa bed all the way out to me at Rangari, from QLD, - usually couriers drop off at the local depot, but this one brought it all the way out to the farm, we spoke a little bit too, maybe one of them interpreted my brief chit chat as an invitation to stalk me and be an arshole? Maybe it was the same semi-truck driver, I can’t remember. Who knows? Unfortunately, I did later recall, a certain someone‘s dad committed suicide, that guy, said it was financially related. (Talk to your family about budgets.) But that person was from the TV industry. In my opinion, the real reason why anyone would commit suicide, is for one reason, and one reason only, and that’s because the standard of low income housing in Australia is crap. (my current rental atm, is a hotel room – not even a converted hotel to home, A HOTEL ROOM. Actually 2 rooms, and this is very common in touristy QLD and outdated and dilapidated hotel/motels). Don’t worry, I’ll try not to kill myself. I want to further add to that; next door from me, down a little bit, is a woman and her teenage daughter. I believe some of the units are also even smaller than mine, so possibly theirs too? This QLD government ought to be totally ashamed of themselves. What ? are you trying to be the antihero? Plus there are heaps of hotels being rented as units in QLD. They’re not designed to be people‘s homes. There needs to be urgent laws brought into place; either. They make them bigger to accommodate permanent, comfortable living, or they put a cap on the rent to $100 a week for permanent living in hotel/motel accommodation RIGHT NOW. The government is letting greedy landlords get away with extreme profits. It is disgusting. Life Stories P3 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3(this) , LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Another forced relocation, address a secret The first couple of weeks I seemed to have a lot of things go missing, but then get returned, so I'm not entirely sure whether they were actually stolen, or I was just stressed from the move and couldn't find them but and then later saw them? I'm thinking probably the stress factor because having to move yet again and dealing with all the same issues have just been horrendous. This is forced move number 8, since 2018. (8 in 7 years) I've been here a couple of months and the only thing that has been taken as far as I know now is 1 and 1/4 kilos of kangaroo meat, out of my freezer, so this is a common thing that gets stolen, whenever I buy kangaroo meat a portion of it gets stolen, constantly - it started when I was living at Colosseum, and I think wildlife carers steal it, or somebody steals it for wildlife carers. There was another thing and after actually I talked about this issue and uploaded a snake video onto YouTube, and then my whole YouTube account was deleted, so it was stolen as well. stolen. (And there's definitely no violations, they have no right to delete it, they just did; someone must've asked them to do it, and they said, like good little dog doggies, "okay sure." There's so many problems with the.com industry, the whole thing is just a big bunch of thieves. Well, I guess that's no different than the television industry, or my neighbours at pretty much every address I've lived at for the past 18 years. When I moved to Sarina range Road, nothing was taken the first three months, it was only really after "Danielle" my next-door neighbour moved in that I had things go missing, which I've written about extensively on those pages. So, I'm just waiting for something to go missing from this address aside from kangaroo meat. I don't know how they got in to steal the kangaroo meat, I think it must've been before I put the patio locks on the back door, they must have a key for the back door? I put patio locks on, and they are brilliant, I should've done that on every address. Although I did go to the doctors for a skin check they texted me and asked me to do it as it was free, I said yes, but the 6 receptionist were behaving like a bunch of fucking dogs, and kept me waiting for half an hour, it was half an hour, because after half an hour, I would have left, so dogs being dogs, decided that they didn't want me to leave, and I went through with the appointment. But I'm fairly certain, in that period of waiting, they organized a theft at my house, that was the point of keeping me there. It was probably that kangaroo meat, in which case they have a copy of my key. And I know Apple are in cahoots with thieving dogs, because they can switch my cameras off (I use my iPad as a security cam on the front door.) Do you think anyone is possible going to believe me (aside from Australia post!). Oh, and possible an organic apple was taken from fridge, but can't be sure about that - I mean who keeps track of all food in fridge? nuts. This morning, around 7am, I did see something a little weird in the misty morning, it was like a person dressed in a long white dress ducked into the bushes, and someone turned up at the neighbours early in the morning just before, and near where I saw someone duck into the bushes - across from my driveway. So, I'm not sure what's going on there, but I'm keeping a vigil on the house today. (Do they know about the bush mites here! TROMBICULIDAE) Could be YouTube related because it was yesterday that they deleted my YouTube account. So, I'm hoping I won't have to update this page any more - such wishful thinking. Oh, and I've had retailers stealing from me since I've moved here, they are listed on the stolen items list on page one. 5. Masks are for US If you mow the lawns, you should be wearing a mask. If you chainsaw, you should be wearing a mask. If you do poison spraying, you should be wearing a mask. If you go up into an attic space, you should be wearing a mask. If you're in a situation where you can smell petrol fumes from a petrol/diesel driven engine, you should be wearing a mask. If you make a cut or are sanding plywood, or mdf/craftwood, you should be wearing a mask. If you're painting or cleaning with chemicals, you should be wearing a mask I can't believe in Queensland, no one gives a toss about these basic safety standards when dealing with toxic carcinogenic particles (especially council workers; don't you have any rules on this kind of thing). Be responsible for your own lungs, don’t wait for someone to order you to do it. (the mask in the picture is not available in Australia, but it is the best on the market for disposable masks, having the best seal to face). I was again prompted to rewrite this and upload it due to lately observing men; gardeners and council workers, spraying poisons in my vicinity, not only NOT giving a dam about my health, but they themselves not wearing a mask for their own protection. 6. New Hat Stolen, taken from car, Friday morning, parked at the Sarina Beach Club “My hat was stolen from my locked car parked outside Sarina Beach Surf club on Friday between 10-11am, (Nov 2024) have you seen it? It’s is extremely recognizable – I purchased it from the servo, and I covered it in pink fabric -it still has pins in it on top, as I had not finished sewing it (!) I know someone will recognize it when the silly little thief wears it. Please contact me or the police if you see it, better yet - get it back off them, any means necessary! The police have been advised already, and 2 female suspects have been given.” That was the little blurb I put next to a photo of my hat that was stolen, on Facebook. I had a bit of a mixed response from people, some people thought it was a great idea to post the photo, while other people were completely offended and angry by the post of a stolen hat! {Possibly it is those people who actually stole it, were the “offended”, but one of my groups banned me from the group for the post (my local Sarina Community Group), so poo poo to those 4 small minded and easily manipulated admin. I've taken their names down for future reference. (Lee Ross, Aleesha Birch, Kirstie Ross, Katherine Oake) Anyway, one of the people on Facebook asked me why anyone would nick my hat and so I composed a list of reasons that I immediately thought of as a response; Well, let me think now, ok, any number of reasons: 1 - No reason except took it because they could, it was the one large visible object inside my car. A thrill steal. 2 - They wanted the hat; planned and pre-meditated theft, as I had a daily ritual involving my hat, so a stalking theft. 3 - It is a very large pink hat, and as I used to wear it daily in public, someone who doesn't like the colour pink or the fact that it was so large, was so offended by this hat, that they stole it. 4 - Someone saw me second-guessing myself that day and decided to teach me a lesson. An unwanted predator narcissist theft. 5 - A retarded council worker related theft, due to the complaint I had just made about the garbage trucks littering as they drive from bin to bin (The trucks aren't covered at the top and so the lightweight rubbish flies out and lands on the side of the road - like a lot of rubbish flies out.) 6 - A tourist (a cunt) who has previously stolen from me at another address, may just have stopped by and wanted to dysfunctional tell me that they are in the area. I'm pretty sure I could think of more reasons; I'm a fairly creative person. But ultimately how should I know the mind of a stupid thief? I don't! I am so different from a "stupid thief", that I can only guess why they would take something so unique. So that was my response, then I got comments from other people, who thought of some more: 1 - I am “Miss goody two shoes”, so that very fact pissed them off, and wanted to take their feelings of inadequacy about themselves, out on me by stealing from me. 2 - stole it because the colour pink represents female, and they hate women, so stole it. 3 - The "stupid drunk" reason. (Although it was at 10 o'clock in the morning.) 4 - Stolen it because I was in control of my life, so, was there that day, as that’s what I wanted. And some people think that's wrong, and that a man should be in control of me (!). So, they stole it (can you believe that one, if that’s true: ahhhh COMPLETE MORON with the extreme psychological problems). 5 - there are some people in society who have a personality trait still not quite evolved, and are dog-like, and so a "dog" has picked up on my scent, and has not liked it, and has so stolen my hat. (Not necessarily talking about a literal scent, more like intangible scent). 6 - On that particular day, back in November, it was more windy than usual, and if I had a worn my pink hat, it would've blown off for sure - I may have even lost it in the water! So, maybe, someone was trying to be "helpful", and stole it so I wouldn't wear it and lose it ! Lol 7 – stolen by Mackay council staff who were in the area at that time, as they are people who are cocky enough to steal in that manner. I just like to comment on the “goody two shoes”. I feel like I AM ACTUALLY this way! Because I have so many people trying “to get me”, like sabotage, it happens ALL THE TIME; banning from my local group is a perfect example, but I am pretty sure Centrelink have a red flag next to my name to indicate “DO NOT BOTHER INVESTIGATING if member of the public put in a complaint of some sort”. - So many people trying “to get me”. – oh, if only I were paranoid! It's like I have been forced to be prim and proper all the time! Bloody cunts! (I found swearing to be an especially good weapon, they really hate it.) However, I don't drink, I never have my whole adult life, I personally think people who drink are pretty much non-thinkers, and that is the reason they drink – they don’t want to think. (Big problem in Australia). T-H-I-N-K So, knowing how many people drink in Australia especially, I can see why some people would have a problem with my attitude, because I really have no tolerance for drunks, and even people who drink not to the point of inebriation, but are still slightly intoxicated, those people are unbearable; you're trying to talk and they're pretty much are antagonistic, rude and have no patience or tolerance. So, I stand by my “goody two shoes” attitude. If you're a pathetic drunk you are flawed, with only yourself to blame. There is an easy remedy, even if you're forced to go and slug it out every day, day after day, doing the same thing, working with a bunch of arseholes - you can still remedy everything. By the way, my secret feelings and attitude towards the person who stole this hat; I wish them dead. I wish I had a drone assassinator, so I could put a bullet in their ear. I'm not sure what you make of that goody two shoes response, but this is my general feelings towards anyone who steals from me. I should add here, when it was taken I was parked between two cars, one red and one white, the person driving the white car I saw; they were a couple, the boy was extremely skinny and had a bright blue hat, he looked way too young to have girl friend, he looked like a child. But was holding hands with the driver, whilst doing weird things with his bright blue hat as I walked back to the car. I later saw him on a tradie Facebook group in Mackay, and asked the person who posted it about the hat, I checked out their profile too - their profile was dodgy, looked like a fake girls name. plus “I don't know anything” response. So, it could've been them. However, I suspect they were in cahoots with the person in the red car who was the person who actually stole it, because whenever I have things stolen I'm always seeing a girl in a red car - I would go so far as to say, if you see a girl driving a red car, you can assume that she is a little thief. It seems red is the colour choice of a female bimbo thieves when it come to cars. There were also 2 women at the surf club, one appeared to be possibly from Council, the other one appeared to be the cleaner down there. I possibly think they are all in cahoots with the theft of my hat? I took a screenshot of the girls name who posted in the Mackay trading group it's a fake name and her profile picture shows five different people. If anyone would like to see it please PM me. The main photo was a photo of a short blonde bimbo on the phone. Update: due to my persistency on Facebook about this hat. There was an attempt to return it to me!; I received a personal message late Juanuary, stating they have seen a pink hat in the grass near Gum Street. Unfortunately, the message was sent early Jan, but for some reason (possible FB IT Nerd sabotage?) I received it some weeks after it was sent, so, by the time I went there to check, alas, I discovered the remains of my hat; (see photo), it had been mown over. ☹️ So even though it was not a good outcome I'm very impressed that somebody saw it and contacted me - thank you so much to that person (Peta). Possibly the thief has decided with all of the hoopla I kicked up about this, on Facebook; it was not safe to wear, (!), and so they have just thrown it out the window of their car (?). Did not even have the decency to return it. That thief is going to be in "karmic debt" to me now. You really have to think before you act. 👉 7. Passive Aggressive Dogs on FB still Playing Sides At the moment I have narcissistic STALKERS stalking me on Facebook marketplace. A few weeks ago, they set up a situation to try and “play sides”. They are the “dogs who play sides”. And so what happened is that I arranged to meet someone (Nguyen Thuy) at their unit to get some free Vietnamese mint, and when I went there, turns out the person didn't give me the unit number, they just said they lived above the bakery, so I go the unit above the bakery, this Asian guy answered, said “oh you don't really want to talk to them but you're after the person who lives in number 1, you have to go up the other end.” So, I go up the other end, you have to go around the back, found number 1, and guess what? there was no one home! I was so pissed off. I sent them message, no response suddenly. But at the back door was the Vietnamese mint, plus an empty plastic pot, and a spade, so I'm thinking they must've just left this out for me just in case they weren't home. So, I got some, a small section of their large tub, and left (plus I left a bag of fruit at their back door, as I don't like to leave people with nothing, I left some fancy acha-cha fruit for them, probably a dozen in a plastic bag). So, I get home and there’s a message from some other girl at Sarina, Zoe Verdonk who I had contacted in regards to a cycad; she had ignored my message from days before, then her latest message now was ‘too late!’ I can't remember her exact words but she was rude, and I immediately knew she was DOG. (I had a childhood dog, named Zoe, a Labrador). So, then I got a message from Nguyen Thuy who accuses me of stealing! Unbelievable. You know, I think the young man who I spoke to at the top of the stairs above the bakery, was Nguyen Thuy, and when he saw me he just pretended that he wasn't the person. An arsehole. But, get this, there’s more: my landlord starts acting really weird when I get home (I stopped by there first. So, I suspect now this was a whole plan by the dogs to try to play sides against my landlord, to try and get me kicked out like what they do with every landlord I have. Fuck off with your passive aggressive theft accusations. The whole community is the one who's stealing from me - don't try and turn it around the other way! So typical of a narcissistic. I will be doing my best not to go back into Sarina they are a bunch of thieving dogs.. Seriously, that town has got some major problems going on. And now I know why there's so many people I've encountered who have said in a kind of ‘turned up their nose’ fashion ‘ooh no, we're not from Sarina.’ I will include our messenger conversation as proof – I am not making this up: 8 February 8 Feb 2025, 16:45 Nguyen · Blocked This is called Vietnamese coriander You sent That’s what some call, it it’s also known as Vietnamese mint; tomatoes tomatoes! Anyway, I would like to grow some of this, do you think next time I go into town you could dig me up some with some roots, and I can put it in a plastic bag and take it home? - unless you already have some potted up? Nguyen · Blocked Yes I will give free for you, if you want You sent I could swap you, if you want a Mulberry tree? Nguyen · Blocked Thank you, but i don't need it because live in unit, I can't plant big tree Where do you live? You sent I live in Paradise! I'll give you another PM when I know when I'm due in town next, actually I don't have to go in very often, but I've got a doctors appointment coming up soon. You sent 👍 You sent Hello are you going to be home tomorrow afternoon? I thought I would stop by and get some Vietnamese Mint, (Vietnamese coriander). Maybe around 4 o'clock? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, sure You sent Ah wonderful, what's the address? Nguyen · Blocked My address: 9 broad street, Sarina You sent Are you above the bakery? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, correct 9. This is the type of antagonistic thing they do to me when I go into town: disgusting little girls, they have the key, and they have apple who can override my apple cameras. BULLIES, and hey; fuck off. (it is actually wax paste, some little cunt has got my jar, and placed a blob on the table) 10. Plastic Hook stolen from inside my washing machine I tried to warn people! These stupid delinquents have been stealing from me for over 20 years now, do you think they're just going to suddenly stop because I've moved here? Well, I sure did not think that!! But, the thieving imbeciles can't get into this house, because I have patio locks now, which are brilliant (every house needs them), plus I'm also pretty well conditioned now, in the art of locking my house WHENEVER I leave it, including gardening and washing. So all my other houses that I've lived in have had just normal looks, and they can easily be picked by pretty much anyone. So because these thieves now cannot take from inside my house, they're getting really desperate, and taking stupid items from outside in the back laundry area. Stupid items that will go under the radar of the police, or anyone else. Only I seem to know that they were stolen (Australia post knows!) They were stolen in the attempt to persecute me. This is their pattern, little pathetic fools. So my plastic hook was attached to my fabric shower curtain, it was well attached, it would not have just fallen out in the wash, it would have to be removed; so the thief either lifted the washing machine lid and took it out while it was sitting there after the load finished, or they took it off the curtain when I had hung it up to dry on the line - I didn't bother to check whether it was there or not at that point. But it certainly was not under the clothes line or in the washing machine, or anywhere in that area. Stolen. I have to update this, because the following day, that broken glass hook above, was lying next to the washing machine, and it was placed by the thief. This stupid little thief thinks, I'm pretty certain, that they're doing me a favour; my theory is that they put this glass hook there because there's a big push at the moment to get rid of plastics. I did a youtube video on it, saying the admin people on Facebook, and the Internet, should be focusing on banning plastics, rather than banning me!! (I said that they were completely stupid for doing this) LOL. Anyway, I assume you can now get glass shower curtain hooks? I haven't checked, because I have metal shower curtain hooks, the only reason why one of them is plastic, is because this stupid little thief stole one of the metal hooks when I was living at Builyan, and so now I'm one short, and that plastic one was already here. That thief does way more harm than good. I suspect they're trying to make up for their evil, but they're not going to, God sees everything you stupid little bimbo. And by the way what a crap mother this thief had. I mean she has ultimately fucked up her child so much, that the child thinks it's perfectly fine to steal. She is a failure of a mother. Quite frankly I'm tired of society not acknowledging the crap work that mothers do. All the thievery, all the crime, all the harassment; this is a direct result of bad parenting, in particularly, hopeless crap bimbo mothers. Why is it up to me to point these things out? All I hear in regards to mothers is “good” and “positive” things – happy mothers day, have a bunch of flowers for your crap mothering skills. In reality they are crap crap crap and turning a blind eye, and not doing anything to resolve their flaws and weakness. There seriously needs to be compulsory parenting class, and I say compulsory, to save face for all the bimbos who don't want to acknowledge that they are crap mothers. Compulsory parenting class for every single pregnant woman in Australia, and for each child after, if they have the stupidity to have more than one. The metal hook is missing too. 11. Police stealing via speeding ticket, and facebook ban, and placed dead roo, car and armcha I wrote about my “fake” speeding ticket on FB, it was removed - Another fb banned post. You know, make no mistake about it, a threat to free speech is a threat to human rights. I push boundaries, not out of a desire for fame or recognition, I believe in the hope of a better future. Dissent by the people is a necessity, to prevent greed, oppression, a dictatorship and poverty. My post; $483 for a speeding ticket for alleged 16 km over the speed limit. I claim I was not speeding at the time. Actually, I saw the police car, at that time, 716am, in Connors Street at Mackay, and I looked at my Speedo and I was not speeding, I was going 60km, (Phew I was relieved at the time. Phew) Is there anything I can do about this? This is pure money-making tactic, they obviously wanted me to pay for something? This ticket represents more than just a speeding fine, it's a push for me not to sell my plants on Facebook marketplace, in Mackay. This ticket is a big deal and the powers that be in the MARKET PLACE knows it. They hate seeing me win, and when I drove up to Mackay, I could sell my plants, make some small odd purchases on FB Market Place, and could usually make the trip pay for itself winning – winning – OMG, they HATE when I win. It is an oppressive tactic. As now I cannot sell my plants in Mackay. And in one of the comments, who asked about dash cam and speed records, I mentioned specifically the irony, because I was driving up to Mackay not only to drop off plants but to fix my car, it had some electrical issues, AND the dash cam needed to be fixed. I was taking my car up to Mackay instead of Sarina, as some local person from Facebook (girl with bitch nature), had taken upon herself, to go around and sabotage me with the other 2 mechanics, so who now refuse to serve me, or even take my booking or communicate with me at all via their online website on Facebook. So bad luck to that girl because I found a brilliant mechanic in Mackay who fixed all my car electrical problems and didn't overcharge me, and that is actually quite rare these days. By the way the police have done this once before at Gladstone, when I won a court case in regards to a bond; I should receive my bond back, and so the police fined me on my way home to Miriam Vale, and the amount was exactly the same as my bond. Not a coincidence. Police have rules unto themselves, they are greedy and corrupt, and if you have to rent, you are an automatic victim at all times. The police always side with the rich. they are small minded, and cannot see the big picture. So maybe as punishment for washing (current landlord has heaps of water – yet another source of winning that they HATE. Plus maybe also, $483 as punishment for not drinking, because I had spare change in my pocket to spend on Temu. Also I’m sick of seeing dead kangaroos by the side of the road so I took a video of one and put it on Facebook and I put it on fast forward (to make it a quick short vid to upload - my Telstra internet does not work properly), and I think a police has seen it and saw how fast I was going and thought I was speeding and really it was just on fast forward, when I was doing like you know 20km, (I don’t speed), just after that, I got the ticket, stupid stupid, stupid stupid police, by the way I’m not entirely sure if that was a hit-and-run kangaroo. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone actually went and got a dead kangaroo, several times, and put them by the side of the road (like they did with that smashed up cars and arm chair - just at that Campwin turn off), such is the nature of stupid Bogans who annoyed the crap out of me. Stop using me to control the stupid male rev heads here who drive big fancy expensive meathead cars, and have big egos - who the police would dare not stop and give a ticket to) exactly like Debbie croft humiliating me infront of the class, for the specific point of getting the boys to do their homework. Fucked cunts. Actually, someone later suggested it was school teachers who arranged the speeding ticket, as they are afraid of me. {I have a lot of dirt on bloody hopeless school teachers). Plus the police, when I phoned them (to complain about my bogus ticket), said, it was a ‘thing’ and they had pre-planned it specifically to get me – she was quite blasé about it. I cursed her. And, on the day, the police were parked in one of those fancy blue police cars (I allways thought they were fake police), outfront of the shed I had taken a photo of before, and wrote a blog story about (it was called “keep it simple stupid” - and they took a photo of my car there, not a coincidence. They could be stealing from me because I don't have kids, and they're giving that money to stupid little sluts who have little fatherless bastards. (?) I am being punished for not having kids, and not being a slut. This post was ban from my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard group. It was also banned from the Gunnedah group, and the Mackay group, and then my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard, ban me altogether from posting any posts. (oh, one of the Mackay groups did not ban it, will have to make special note as to which one – common sense one). I would like to name and shame these 3 non-thinking, easily manipulated, juvenile admin, for refusing to post any of my posts in my local group. Michelle Berardi, Dwayne Crothers, Natalie Crothers. I have since left this group because I'm not going to be oppressed in this manner; a new tactic instead of ‘banning’ altogether. (I have already been ban from the Sarina group). If I have something to say I would like to say it - I'm not going to be a part of a group to shut up and listen to them and look at their ads. That would be absurd. Btw, how can you use me as a “humiliation” example, if you keep banning me? The dykes on bikes have just ridden past, telling me that they're not going to steal this story, because it portrays me in a good light, and the local community here in a bad light; so, anyone reading it may start to see the truth and reality, start to see what's going on, I am not the bad guy. The dykes on bikes (who I have mentioned numerous times on my blog as they hound me), don't want people to know the truth. Btw, the dykes on bikes have been harassing me all morning, if I venture outside (it is too cold for me to be outside, weird cold allergy), so every time I step outside: noisy motorbikers starts revving. So possibly these dykes on bikes are actually young men in their 20s who have been let off their leash by their hopeless over controlling mothers, so they annoy the crap out of everybody on a motorbike. Possibly playing the “save the girl” game. See. It must be over for the day. They will be there again tomorrow morning no doubt. ALL THE TIME. Still the police do nothing, but blame me for those arsholes, and make me pay $483 (8 payments a month, for 8 months – yes, really low income you stupid thieves). 12. Pink Bowl I suspect the local police stole this bowl after the above story - as I kept seeing them whenever I drove anywhere - they stalking too. Maybe they can see the locals stealing from me, and are putting their presence here?? Plus some stupid bitch is still putting water in my fuel tank unless I put my camera on. oh no - that's not a nuisance, at all, I just love setting up my camera then having to check it everywhere I go. Also, dogs doing signs "scream loudly, since they stealing from you." Also, when these things were stolen, there were planes flying overhead in more than usual way, there was some girl dressed as prostitute on bad English movie, on you tube, saying “thank you” – as in talking responsibility for theft. There was also some unknown person doing “your stealing signs”. You know, my email is below, in the footer of EVERY PAGE – if you think I have stolen anything of yours, then bloody email me and state what it actually is? Don’t be such a passive aggressive narcissistic coward. There is a slim chance this bowl broke, and I forgot, plus forgot to take a photo (I also take photos of things I throw out, incase I forget and accuse someone of stealing it) - oh no, NOT a nuisance TO DO THAT AT ALL! 13. Stolen blue Glasses and Screen cleaner That cleaning fluid was stolen: Just before I left the house yesterday, I saw this on the floor as I walked past, carrying something heavy, and I kicked it out of my way, under my desk, thinking “what the bloody hell is that doing there”. Next day, it is gone. STOLEN by coward, stolen by Microsoft (who always send me an update whenever something of mine is stolen (cba – they see you stealing too), Rachel Wainbergs little sister Sarah Wainberg (? They do signs, she stole my umbrella that Rachel had given me many years ago, stupid little 3rd born, or it was made to look like her “STAND THERE”), and or my neighbours who are trying to inflict pain on me. FUCK OFF. Why do I have to keep spelling it out? You know, I think this theft is NOT product placement for the fluid (as it is no longer available {actually I tried to get some more and saw that I could not, and I could not get any monitor cleaning fluid anywhere, it was a little bizarre, and so I thought well this one's really good, so it'll probably be stolen as they steal all my good things - and that's why I took a photograph of it. And sure enough, 4 years later, it has been stolen}) So I think it is product placement for “the helpers” – its like the same person stealing from me is doing it for the sole point of being ‘enabled’ by the rest of the community to try to control everything about me in my life. Do you see how they work? They set up this revolting situation of bullying, so then someone can step in and “save” the girl. It's all done by the same people; they are fucked. I AM 52 YEARS OLD. This cleaner btw, I‘m fairly certain, it came with the computer that dad purchased back in 2000 or something, from the computer guy in Gunnedah { Country Computer Solutions, and they are still there!), the guy came into the house and set it up the new fancy computer – great service. I am not sure, but in retrospect that guy could be someone that went to Limbri public school, when my brother and I were there, his name was Bret? I'm not entirely sure, as I can't even remember the computer guy’s name, even though he provided excellent service. But maybe he could be the person doing the computer microsoft things on my computer to make me think that it's Microsoft related? I doubt it, but maybe he is still friends with Daniel (my little brother), (?) maybe someone stole that fluid to give to Daniel (my little brother), as they thought it was his?? It was not my brother who took it, he lives in Sydney with his wife and family. Who knows why this fluid was stolen. But obviously the thief has a ‘dysfunction’ going on in their head. I WANT IT BACK – and no, I am not asking politely. Shove your niceties and apologies up your arse. Still having to write this Blog. I've mentioned on my blog, when someone steals something, often there are purchases of my seeds. And of course, there are Microsoft updates on my computer - I'm not sure if it's Microsoft related, or just perves at Microsoft who can see what’s been stolen, and then showing off about it “ see my powers of observation”. But I want to add here, as well as purchases, I'm fairly certain I've noticed them doing a ‘reward’ and ‘punishment’ thing; like if I clean the toilet, suddenly I have 3 purchases of seeds! Not a coincidence. And then if I do something that displeases this particular coward cunt, (and make no mistake, it would be female, only a female is this stupid), so, then I have no purchases for like a week; don't ask me what it is that I do to displease or ‘interrupt’ this particular coward cunts idea of social rules??? Communication is not their strong point; their only thoughts involve taking and stealing, like what a child does, a baby in fact, because usually a child learns by age 3 that just taking is not acceptable.Furthermore to those seed purchases, I have noticed such people develop a kind of ownership mentality, as in "well, I helped her and gave her some money, so I am an important and significant other in her life" akin to a husband or guardian wannabe!! Hence the reaction when I do something that either ‘pleases’ or ‘doesn't please’ the pervs. They think they have a say in the decisions I make because they purchased my seeds. Just so weird and so dysfunctional. And, to spell it out – no, you do not get to decide any decisions on my behalf. Guess what: you are not a superior decision maker. I want to point out, whoever is doing this – is not associated with me in any way, I'm not one of these people who thinks, you know, to be successful, you should only hang out with successful people, and don't have any "toxic" people in your life - that, is a load of garbage. (I don’t care if you’re a loser! 😁). But people who steal, and who are narcissists, who are bullies; those are the people you should not have in your life, because they are the ones who will try and fuck it up. I certainly would not associate with anyone who would steal in this manner, and do such a stupid narcissistic thing, not personally, not even business like; I would never allow them into my life. I only have healthy people thanks very much – if your mother fucked you up; TOUGH TITTIES, I have no tolerance for you, no desire for long term suffrage – I have no desire “to save“ you, no desire to change you. And this opinion is not going to change with time. Really and truly, you are beneath me and ANY person, you are on the lowest wrung. You are the real ‘dogs’ (I was going to say you are the “Bolsheviks”. But the dictionary definition, defines ‘Bolsheviks’ as an expression used to describe a communist. But this implies the narcissist’s is really anti wealthy people who want to remain wealthy at the detriment of the poor. And I know this is NOT the motivation of the person who steals from me, as I am one of the lowest income earners in Australia, 2nd only to ‘students’. So ‘dogs’ it still is. Dogs who simply belong in jail, away from all single women. There are plenty of actually wealthy people who would not care or even notice if you stole their cleaning fluid, the fact that this person does not steal from them instead, is STUPIDITY AND NARCISSISM. 2 weeks later a pink bread plate was stolen and this fluid cleaner was returned to the middle of the living room floor: things only get returned if there is sufficient motivation for thief to do so. I would say this story I wrote about it, is the reason, something I said is condemning to them. so I am leaving it up (usually I take down the photo of any found or returned items.) 14. Another pink bread plate stolen today Sunday 24th August from locked house Another plate of mine from my crocery set, has been stolen today; my landlord came down and asked me to go up to his shed he wanted me to take some photos of some items, while I was gone the house was locked, and this was taken out of my locked house. It most definitely would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo mother as I had just prior uploaded my story that I wrote in 2022 about how stupid mothers are and how they are not even aware of how stupid they are. 15. Essential oil stolen AGAIN I've had a lot of essential oil stolen. Most of it taken when I lived at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park, (close to Bundaberg). It was the time when essential oils were really starting to take off in popularity. And there are a lot of stupid stupid young bimbo women in their 20s and 30s who steal. {Not to mention the ones in their 40s and 50s who still continue to steal because they haven't actually grown up out of their baby years}. The dysfunction amongst women is extreme in Australia - you think men have problems, wrong, women are way more fucked up than men. And what I noticed they started doing it at Sarina, in that unit, they would take a bottle, and I just see that a bottle was stolen (they are all numbered in order), I take a photo of what remains. Obvious that it is gone. But then a month later when I'm going through my oils, suddenly there is this bottle that was stolen. I look at it, and I can see that it's half empty, or a quarter empty.. so, what they have started doing is taking the bottles stealing some and then putting it back again, hoping I would not notice. Just revolting those people: so spoilt and entitled, behaving like brats even in their 50’s. So that happened to this bottle: as you can see from the photo it's practically empty, when I just made up the blend (Arnica oil), and it was half over half full. I had got it out of my storage, ready, to apply it to my sore foot later before bed. So, about 30ml looks stolen, could be a bit more, aprox $70 worth of essential oil. STOLEN I had also noticed that same day, a pink bread plate had been stolen. A matching pink bowl was taken at a previous time. And a mop handle was taken (it was unscrewed in 3 parts, and they left the mop, then 1 handle extension next to it, and took the top handle part. Very odd; they don't usually do things like that? I'm thinking there was a different thief this time, a copycat, or maybe a different person accompanying the usual typical thief??? who knows. But my neighbours have been harassing me for the past month or two, both neighbours in front of me and next to me. One of them has young people who harassed me at night for about a week, burning grass in their unused part of the backyard. And in that time my outdoor aquarium tank was overheated, resulting in fish death; I believe in retrospect it was those stupid little idiots. Listen carefully stupid neighbours: I CAN’T HEAR YOU; I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU. SO, FUCK OFF AND MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM BUYSINESS. I've also noticed amongst my neighbours, they seem, well maybe there's some little game that the leeches are playing; if somebody implies that I just lost something rather than it was stolen, then they get really excited and throw a party for themselves declaring that they won as they think they got away with it. Because the people who can do something about it, don't actually believe me that it was stolen and this has been an ongoing issue - pretty much nobody actually believes me when I tell them that someone stole my “pink bread plate”. Don’t get me started on when I tell them they've been stealing my reading glasses (I've literally had hundreds of reading glasses taken), and they think I lost them (“everyone loses their glasses” they say) Well WRONG! I don't lose my glasses, somebody steals them (although btw, I don’t believe I have a had any glasses stolen in over 12mnths-bloody miracle). NEWSFLASH: you did not win: Stealing is a crime in this country not only is it a crime and you can be sent to jail but it's a religious mandate. Everybody thinks stealing is scum behaviour. And if you deceive the human authorities well, you too bad for you, can’t get past God, HA. So, you can take your stupid rebellion and shove it up your arse because you are going to lose big time in the end, don't think that just by not believing in something that it's not true. Oh, and yeah, like I have nothing better to do today, than write this story up to deal with this fucking stupid bimbos who keep stealing from me: fuck off you stupid little dogs. By the way, I wrote to my local politician to complain about these theft's in my community, {since the police don't do anything and are fucked}. And after I did that the person who had been verbally harassing me at my neighbours, who drives a Ute, have disappeared. So maybe it was them? So is this what I have to do every few weeks or months when people start harassing me, then eventually ending in theft: write to a politician so that this stupid coward leaves??? Australia is a fucked backwards country, it's embarrassing to be called Australian when surrounded by complete thieving MORONS. Oh and I just remembered something else that was taken, and that was one of those adapter plugs in the photo. I just received a new pump for the aquarium, I was very excited at the time because the plug actually fit - a lovely snug fit that wouldn't fall out of the socket. I have been using it to unplug my aquarium every night, and every morning, back in, and one recent morning I came out and the plug had been swapped over so it just fell out. There is no doubt in my mind that this plug was swapped over, this is exactly something that the thieves would do. Swapping over good quality items for crap ones, has been another ongoing issue: it's something Australian females retailers do (because they're fucked people). When I happen to see an item in my kitchen from Kmart, I am reminded of how crap it is, and is because whenever I purchase products from Australian suppliers they give me seconds or faulty items, and if by chance I receive something of good quality that it's not a faulty second item like has been the case through Online purchases, then retailers in Australia will literally (not kidding here) break into my house and swap the item over for one that's faulty - they have done this on numerous items. Including also can openers, chipped crockery, there has been heaps and heaps and heaps of products that have been swapped over for crap ones. Australian retailers are the biggest thieves ever, and if I can get a chance to purchase from America or China, I'm taking it. I have recently been dealing with department of fair trading, due to a such faulty item, from the good guys, who refused to communicate or honour their warranty. In the end they said they would honour their warranty with a refund, and then the same week I get these items stolen out of my house. Not a coincidence. 14. 3 bread plates stolen on Sunday 24th August 2025 ON 24 August, Sunday morning, I left the house with my landlord and went up to his shed about 100m up the road to take some photos. The house was locked. When I came back these 2 bread plates were missing. Stolen. As well as essential oil, and probably other things that I haven't noticed yet, probably food as well. As I was trying to find a photo of my plates (can’t believe I don’t have a better shot), I realised that there's been heaps of other crockery that has been stolen since I moved to Queensland. There are a lot of stupid women in Australia stealing crockery. So I'll put those photos here but it was only those top 2 that were taken on Sunday. I think it's a government DOG Facebook police related organised crime? And they have got to my landlord. Such weakness. All of those plates were from Vinnys, like $.50 they would've cost me, except for the pink ones which were from Kmart. I believe the ones from Kmart that were stolen, as they a part of a set, was stolen by some stupid woman who purchased the set at the same time as me back in 2016 or so, knows that I have the set, and has hers has broken, (as she is stupid), and so has stolen part of mine to replace her broken or chipped one. So it'll probably be someone from Gunnedah. So out of my 8 breadplates, I had 3 left only yesterday. So I got 2 of them and smashed them – now they can’t steal the remainder (I would have done all 3, but the other has a rockmelon on it in the fridge – So now I have to purchase some more bread plates. Vinny is out, and Kmart is out - so where the hell am I meant to get my bread plates from? I also had some blonde turnup yesterday trying to give me more money than the agreed Facebook price $20 more (Unrelated item), so I think she might have something to do with the theft; trying to compensate me for the plates?? She had permed blonde long hair, there are a lot of blondes in Queensland. She said her name was Janine Janbeluki, probably a fake name? $20 by the way, doesn't compensate for the theft. Like I've said, the cost of the theft is far greater than the value of the item- it's about stress. I have estimated compensation is $5000 per item, and there's 4 items taken on Sunday, that's $30,000. If you want to compensate, then that's what you're up for. If you can't afford to steal, you shouldn't be doing it. And by the way, given my experience with the Australian police, I know there's no point in putting in a theft report, (they don't take me seriously due to the low value of stolen items, and in fact will accuse me of being crazy, and will deeply resent the fact that I've called them about something so trivial, and plus will start stalking me to give me a speeding ticket}. So what I did, was put in a complaint to my local politician, telling her about the thieving that's going on in her community. More essential oil stolen by predator marketing on Facebook incahoots with dog neighbours - half a bottle of fake Australian pine oil was stolen. Neighbours also stole my lotus plant in fish tank. Punctured deliberately by neighbours This was my inflatable spa; I purchased it with the Covid cash grants. I used it to cure a lump of inflammation that had been on my collapsed arch foot for 2 years {it was a total fluke and I didn't know the spa would get rid of the inflammation, but it did, I wrote about it on my blog, in detail .} Anyway, since that time I have relocated 2 times, and at my current address, somebody (at Christmas 2025) put a puncture in my spa. They distracted me with an old man neighbour who came over, and while I was talking to them they punctured it. So, at first I was thinking, well it would be 2 old men who did it, {there's another old man who lives nearby who I have been warned about actually literally hates women, he's known as a woman hater!} so I would think it was done in a misogynistic manner. This type of sabotage has been a repeated problem in my life, and probably worth mentioning on my blog, in order to stop it: Some men think being ‘naughty’ with a woman is "a good and fun thing” and that ALL women also will think it is a "good and fun thing", especially if it's with him. They are completely clueless – woman DO NOT THINK THIS. So, the issue I'm talking about is men who behave badly in order to evoke a reaction of chastisement from me. So, deliberately pissing a woman off in the hopes they can be whipped. It's so inappropriate, offensive and disgusting I can't explain it; go and find a prostitute. They're called dominatrix ones. I'm not interested in you, and I will not be giving you what you want, try and understand that. You are not going to be the one who 'tames the shrew" (and the opposite!). So having said that about some men, on my blog, you'll notice I have mainly a problem with women doing this kind of thing, it is women who are on my back way more than men. Women are little girls, who don’t think things through (since they had crap parents - plus do not apply commonsense). Also, they do it to impress men – they are fully sick. And I note, there are plenty of women NOT like me, who do like playing these games with men, I recall when I was 18, one of my friends used to light the cigarettes of the boys – she wanted to please and give of herself to them, a natural instinct for her. I DO NOT HAVE THIS INSTINCT. So, it wouldn't surprise me if the person who came over and punctured my spa, was actually female, the same one who steals from me: the female misogy. {I've written about the female misogy too on my blog}. She is bully. No matter who did it, it's a disgusting and vile, and you later will feel guilty about it, and no, I'm not going to accept your half-hearted attempts at an apology. That will be $500 replacement value thanks very much. And, you are going to be condemned to a lifetime of drunkenness, due to your feelings of guilt. HA Plus, again, as I have mentioned, they do “charity” signs after a theft, as in, ‘we did it to raise money for charity’ – women do this on media. So again they just did this with a fundraiser on YouTube. I don't believe they are fundraising; they're stealing; women are stealing for themselves; women are the biggest thieves ever who lie and say iots for charity. And it might not be related, but I think it is; this week there has been a child verbally harassing me, slightly, next door at Herta Lane, and this puncture is childish, so I think some mother cynt (I don't usually use code when it comes to swearwords, but someone on Facebook was doing signs calling herself Jasmine Cynt, in relation to my pipette that was recently stolen, I suspect she was the person who stole it and she was calling herself a Cunt, in code!! I thought it was really funny so I have taken to calling cunts cynts!! (I did not think stealing my pipette was funny). So, some mother cynt, maybe pretending to be a child, or, sending her child next door to verbally harass me, and putting a pin through the fly screen window, into my inflatable spa??? Following a formula; This is nothing new; dogs have been doing this to me my whole adult life, it seems I have to write about it in order for it to stop, well actually further than that not only do I have to write about it but someone in their circle of friends appear or a substantial member of the community literally has to tell them to stop doing it - An adult with the mentality of a child. And it wouldn't surprise me if the person doing it was actually a politician or trying to impress one? So, if that makes any sense at all - you have to be a genius to know what's going on in my life. And yeah, sure I have nothing better to do on this Christmas Eve and day than to write about this shit. Either that above or every time my old man neighbour comes over there is an act of God who punctures and steals. I don’t think so! It is no coincidence that I have had to upload this story with a picture of my spa TODAY, Christmas. There are people who like to accuse me of stealing water. When I DO NOT steal water at all. Nothing could be further from the truth. My landlord has quite a lot of water, he has a large dam unlike all his neighbours, so they would be completely jealous. Every time I see him I ask him how his water situation is, he assures me he has plenty, I am not using too much, and I can use water for spa. Plus, if he wanted more he could, because he has a bore! (although he said the water quality is not very good here. Salty – I know he is looking for a cheap way to remove the salt, he wants me and my network to help!!!!). A few weeks ago, still in the dry, (dry and wet seasons here) I had dogs on YouTube doing signs that my neighbours across the road were stealing my landlord's water while I had the hose up near their boundary line at night. So, I don't know if they actually did, it's 50-50 with people who do signs, half the time they're true, half the time they're just trying to manipulate me, but, it was the same signs they did when they stole from me – so I am inclined to believe that they did steal water. Actually knowing they may have stolen water put things into perspective, as I was thinking (silently winging to myself) I ought to be a home owner, but: one of the perks of renting is I don't have to worry about my neighbours stealing my water, because if I did own my own home with plenty of water, or even not, I'm pretty sure they would be stealing it -they steal everything else from me, why wouldn't they steal that too? This is an area of EXTREME JEALOUSY amongst stupid women. Oh, and I need to add about the water: when I have my spa I only fill it to just above the filter, which is about 20cm so I can lie down with my head resting on the filter, breathing and relaxing in the hot water. I don't need to feel it full, in fact I prefer it only shallow so I can lie down fully and relax. I couldn't find an inflatable in a bath shape. There's monumental health benefits that come with having a hot bath. ALREADY ONLY AFTER 3 BATHS, in 3 weeks my 4yr old blocked ear is almost fully unblocked (yah!!). Plus, I was really stiff just before, and it hurt to walk and stand, but after a bath, NOT!, I can move more freely. So, I know there's people who try to accuse me of stealing water, and I am not a water stealer!! I am savvy and no how save and store water! Unlike many non-thinking Australians! Like, I would only set this spa up at the beginning of the rainy season, when it rains. And when I know that there's plenty of rain still to come. I certainly wouldn't be pulling it out like in the past when we've had no water. It's just a good time; we've had rain every year since COVID-19 so far. But I didn't have it set up at my previous address anyway, I made a point of having 12 spas before I moved from Gin Gin!! And there were still 2 tanks full of water. I think her neighbours, my neighbours told her that I was using all her water ? – they were trying to manipulate her against me. So after I left and she saw there would be 1 completely full, and 1 near full tank, she would have been ‘floored’– like maybe she was paranoid too that I was stealing all the water. She is a pothead afterall – a real pothead. So since this accusations seems to be an issue, (the people, the car people who harass me whenever I go anywhere, this is one of the things they harass me about), so why don't I just get into it in greater detail for you: this is what I do since I only have a small hot water system (not as small as the Gin Gin one) I put the timer on, and start filling the spa up with the hose for 12 minutes (after 6 minutes it goes cold, but I found if I just keep it going for 12 minutes, and then stopped it for 30 minutes, the heater would re heat in those 30 minutes, so I would fill it for another 12 minutes). It is a very hot water sytem. And that gives me 20cm of water. So of course it does take up some water, but it's not a great sum. And ofcourse all goes back on to the garden. If you recall on my blog, I wrote a story before, when I had a bath at Culls place. When I did, I had dogs on the ABC chastising me for having a bath, like they thought it was their business that I was having a bath – some stupid woman with blonde hair – I think the same one who thought I was going to hack up all the fabrics at Fantasy Fabrics with a pair of scissors, and so yelled at me in the shop – UNBELIEVABLE STUPIDITY. They seriously fucked in the head on the ABC (they actually do stupid ‘over stepping boundary’ things like that ALL THE TIME), I don't know exactly who was responsible for that, I suspect not the dumb dog, but I did have a bath one time when I was working as a nanny, a live in nanny, maybe that person resented the fact that I was having a bath in their bathroom? That person does work for the Gov, same as the ABC, could be same person? But that would be quite bizarre and pretty stupid on behalf of that person. I do not use excess water; 1 bath here and there is perfectly acceptable. Although before I got my inflatable, I had not had a bath for 14 years! Can you believe that. Actually, at Rangari, I only ran out of water twice in 10 years, but he had 2 tanks, so it was no big deal. I had plenty of water, and did not use plenty in the house, (although my washing machine was on bore water which saves heaps). I have a washing machine that uses a fair amount of water, but here st secret spot, I use damn water, which is filthy brown, and all water drains onto the garden, none is wasted, but sometimes I get a stinky load of washing off the line! Anyway, my house at the moment doesn't have any tanks connected to it because it was built with a flat roof and if you live in a bushland with a flat roof than any water that you collect from the roof is going to be putrid; it's going to have animal droppings and leaf litter, plus millions of gum stamens causing tannin contamination. I took a photo of the contaminated water collected from the roof at Gin Gin – it’s disgusting! Have a look at it, and I was expected to drink that water!! The landlord here has finally switched my water over to their water, so, instead of me collecting drinking water with saucepans, and using putrid water to shower in (my tank was the tank next door – the water collection here is a bit complicated, a DIY job. So now, after 18mnths of living here, I get the same water that the landlord drinks (how kind of him). He has a new roof on his house with 3 tanks. But I know, from experience, every household, even a single person household needs 2 tanks (unless they have 1 really large tank - but I have never seen a house with a really large tank). So, on this whole property, there are 5 different households (actually there is 6), but one of them is empty. So according to my calculations, that would mean 10 tanks are needed. I know he doesn't have 10 tanks, so I mean lucky that we've had rain every season, but if it's going to end up like it was, with a nine-year drought, he's definitely going to run out of water. And he is old and has lived through many droughts, so I find it bizarre people don't think about these things: they spend money on other things, when really tanks should be priority number one. He told me the reason he didn't connect my water before was because his mother's tank got a hole in it and the whole tank leaked, so there was a shortage, and then before that he didn't do it because the ants got in the whole tank was contaminated – but that’s what I mean, things like that happened all the time, which is why you need a minimum of 2 tanks per household. Plus it would be better if I could monitor my own water, so I know specifically how much I can use with spa……. SLOPEY ROOVES!! I'm a pretty savvy person, when I was living at Gin Gin, there was no water, yet I managed to make sure I had my plants watered, I know how to take care of myself and think in advance without stealing someone else’s water. Living with people who don't know how to take care of themselves when you're, you know, a “lowly tenant” is a little annoying sometimes. Christmas day, and that motorbiker who has been harassing me, is going past atm: triple time on Christmas day I bet. (At Gin Gin, one of the police said that person was drug mule. Could be.)

Australian Native Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia This is the Garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Front Yard at Kelvin Rangari House in flower, WIP - work in progress Change of Life to Include Gardening (I may have this paragraph elsewhere, but could not find today. Gone...) My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (This was at Rangari) I will begin before Rangari, when I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, west of Gunnedah, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, and The Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah, East, called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets, by seedswapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are TRULY AMAZING; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included free native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because, as a keen young healthy 27yr old, I seem to have spent in eternity chomping at the bit, just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, come onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (actually, there was not even any native seed retailers back then either except in WA, in tourist shops!). So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more with plants, and get more involved in my plants. I experimented with some bulbs, and some English Cottage Garden flowers. Ranunculus bulbs were only 25c back then. I ordered 5 along with my seed order, and I had been creating a compost all year long, so I made up a compost bed under a ornamental pear that was already there, and OMG, you should have seen my Ranunculus! They were HUGE! The whole plant, huge, each flower head, huge – the best looking Ranunculus I have ever seen, still to this day. There could be no more inspiration than that! {kitchen compost; LIQUID GOLD FOR YOUR GARDEN. The worms in that bed were 30cm long and fat! - I remember visiting my brother in Sydney once, and he said he's had it up to here with composting, and he's no longer going to do it! He’s not going to compost anything, he's just going to throw everything out in the main rubbish bin! Well, I thought, each to their own, he's obviously not a gardener. LIQUID GOLD. And even though I have since been relegated to an outlandish unit living situation, with no garden of my own, I still compost, and use it in my pot plants, still with tremendous results, and people often ask me secret to my healthy pot plants - well, that's the secret – compost. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother) But in the end I moved out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees..... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, and I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW. But, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak. It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived there, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl, or had been.... I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but, it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. This is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner) Landlord related. oh, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page pull of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here; I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia) https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipPsd23Pj6Tb2-47EJCC9H9LzLsg5YPWbV0zWytnscvy3O9ylIcHkV53WutP-sBrfw?key=XzFwenlQNUJHOEk5VHJUTHB4Rk1lQWtQWnVPbHFR Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them. Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). At first, when I started my business, I developed a green tree logo; a picture of a green tree, I screen printed it up on a white T shirt, and I came up with my marketing strategy which was; for every tee I sold, I would plant a tree. My target market was people in Gunnedah back then, and so of course I didn’t sell any! People in Gunnedah don’t really care about trees, back then they certainly didn’t. This was 2007. However, this didn’t stop me from planting trees. I have indeed planted hundreds in my time, which is more than I can say for the average non thinking, uncaring, lazy Australian who mainly make it their aim to mainly clear land, cut trees down, poison them and or run over them with their lawnmowers. I see now, quite a few other businesses have adopted this marketing strategy to - I do wonder if they have planted trees from sales, and or if this technique increased their sales!! By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardner, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). Here is a Scroll List of all the plants I grew, including date and supplier. Followed below that by photos, and then below that, a list of all the edibles; veges and fruit trees, nut trees, herbs.... all 237 of them No doubt as soon as I left Steve Carter would’ve taken the fences down so the cows would’ve got in and destroyed absolutely everything but the more mature gums, and the back area didn’t even have a strong enough fence after I removed the pool. Plus all the plumbing for the washing grey water had been removed, so there was not much hope for this garden after I left. An absolute total waste. A tragedy. Curse the people of Gunnnedah. I kept a detailed map of what I planted and where - very necessary if you are collecting seed / cuttings and selling as a business Here are 3 plants from my Gin Gin garden (year 8 and 9 of the drought) Ipomoea quamoclit -Cypress Fern Vine Hibiscus heterophyllus - Native Rosella at Gin Gin (2).JPG Schotia brachypetala, or Drunken Parrot tree 2020 _ (7).JPG I moved to kookaburra Park Eco Village in Gin Gin, Queensland, in 2019. I moved here from my brief stay in Colosseum (on a farm owned by that complete dodgy hickleberry who lives at Miriam Vale), found via a noticeboard in Miriam Vale via his farm hand from Builyan, where I previously, also briefly lived, as that house was the only one available on realestate.com, so I had no choice but to move to that house in Builyan - the only one in Queensland that I could afford. And I was set on moving to Queensland, where it would be warmer, and it would rain! Little did I know! So, kookaburra Park Eco-village is an area dedicated to people who want to build a house with a “wildlife naturistic mindset”, so there are no dogs or cats allowed. Wildlife can roam free, which keeps many buyers away, so even though it was established quite some time ago, there are still heaps of vacant lots. And even though housing prices have skyrocketed now, if you had of purchased 10 years ago, it would’ve been a really good investment, which is what my landlord did, as I don’t think she’s ever worked a day in her life, but she managed also to have her boyfriend build a little house for her (who incidentally has also never worked a day in his life, but he is a university graduate engineer. Btw, here I am, having worked hard for 10 years after I got my Associate diploma, and the only thing I could afford by the end of that was a car. Just goes to show how “democratically unfair” life is in Australia). So, it came about on Facebook, this is before I was banned, I can’t remember whether I put an ad up on a forum, and she responded or whether she was just talking on a forum saying that she was looking for a renter? But anyway, I contacted her via Facebook Messenger (that’s why I can’t remember because all the Facebook messages have been deleted when my account was deleted – stupid FB). At first, I was reluctant because, it was 2hrs south of Colosseum, plus I had a cat, but my potential landlord, said it didn’t matter, quite a few people had cats, and especially as mine was really old and blind, and didn’t go hunting, she couldn’t see any problems at all. So, I drove down the next day, I thought it was good enough, and I always wanted to live in an open plan house. However, I didn’t notice the window which had only chicken wire, no glass, I think if I had of seen that, I would have said no, because it still gets pretty cold in Gin Gin with frosts in winter. Anyway, I moved in, When I moved, it was the eighth year of a drought, affecting the whole of Australia, and so there was no water, well there was a full tank for the house, as it had been vacant for 12mnths, but there was no water for the garden. And that was the main thing I planned to do, put in a beautiful garden on the bush block, which my landlord was thrilled about. So, it was kind of disappointing of trying to get a garden growing without any water, because tease - occasionally there would be water, when corporate body would switch the dam water on, but then, they switch it off again. On and off, and it was really quite ridiculous, living somewhere with a corporate body. I do not recommend it. Plus, I had a foot injury, I realized after 2 years anyway I would have to stop gardening altogether so my collapsed arch could heel. This was a hard realization to come to I can assure you, as I love gardening. To my delight, ferns grew really well at Gin Gin, and I could water them with the house water on the Veranda, plus it did not take too much exertion of movement. (When I left there were 3 full tanks of water). So here are some of the photos of my ferns. the Bush Block at Kookaburra Park in Gin Gin, year 8 of the drought Inside the open plan house - great, but a little too small still Back Veranda with My ferns - and SPA!! woohoo Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern This is the sweetest little fern. I purchased from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see much sun, maybe a little bit in the morning. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. I had a good home made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser and Blood and Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about. But it is the middle of winter, and because it has new shoots on it (it still responds to a good weekly misting of Power Feed) I’ll see if it can just “hang in” until spring, when I’ll get rid of the rusty leaves, and see if I can get it to bounce back. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! so I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this and put a photo up!

Here is a good spot to put another insidious evil older woman antic; it was when I was 24yrs, when I was at work, designing and sewing, I would listen to the radio, and they were talking about yoga and how healthy it is for you, so I thought I should give it a try, and booked in to a little group I saw advertised, it was halfway between my place and work, and on the train line, so I could stop on my way home from work; it was $10 per session. So I went, and it was me and 5 other older wom Life Stories P10 1. More Ocean Rock Pools in QLD please Gov, And 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 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}.). 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). 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. 6. 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! Actually I should say it does extend to men as well, particularly young ones, men in their 20s; completely shallow. I think I wrote about it on my blog and then I was advised by some little bird that it's because they have a lot of pressure from their mates; if their girlfriend is ugly, then they get teased by their mates. So, if they didn't have this pressure from their mates, then most likely pretty/ugly, skinny/fat wouldn't be an issue. I note it was also a problem with friends who had older brother siblings, if they don't like you, they cause problems. Of course it works the other way. if they do like you, they also cause problems!! And I know it was a problem with my brother, so if there was a girl that wasn't really attractive, then he was like “I don't like her she hasn't got a very nice personality”, when I could plainly see, personality was the least of it, the only thing he has been blinded by, was her face. I just generally remember in fact most people in their 20s were very shallow, and I say it's probably only 20s, because I kind of shifted away from people in my 30's, so my interaction with peers, is greatly reduced from when I was in my 20s. (Sound of mind purposes; I only can handle being around smart healthy people who aren't shallow! I should say there still are a few around.) 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. 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). 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! 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 pissed off I am as a result of getting sick from being forced to be there – I WAS NOT MEANT TO 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. People who are such victims, tend to go out of their way to avoid such situations. 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, who work in nursing homes, and many other sectors actually. Just a bitch. They exist, they’re real – there’s no trying to saving them. There was actually a positive that came out of my forced ‘nursing home’ experience, one, at that time on the news they were doing a whole lot of Australian aboriginal stories about the stolen generation, that is, people who apparently took kids out of their aboriginal family homes and put them up for adoption. As I was hearing that I'm thinking, who on earth would take a child out of their family, that's just absurd. But then after working in the nursing home and meeting some of the staff, I realise who did it - it is non-thinking dogs that work for the government. I want to say, I do believe the government’s ulterior motive was to try and get aboriginal people to interact with whites, because they were really quite separate and there were heaps of problems with aboriginals, with alcohol, unemployment, poverty and child neglect/abuse, (really awful stories).So they were trying to create abos who could be familiar with white culture world, so they could represent the aboriginals and give the aboriginals voice, you know, for the greater good of the aboriginal people. So in that respect I do believe it has worked, just unfortunately there were probably stupid people working for the government that didn't see that same view, and were just gung ho about removing kids from people they didn't deem acceptable. The other thing I discovered at the nursing home was “empty shells”, and how some old biddy’s walk around with basically just their body, and their soul and mind has long departed, (or some seem to go in and out). I discovered nurses have all sorts of fun playing tricks on people via an “empty shell”, 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 (a red head), 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 we were walking around slowly, and I was pondering about that awful joke, and the awful old redhead 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 redhead biddy’s room, 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, an act of vandalism, as the Lilo belonged to the redhead, and she could hear my disgust with her!! She never heard the joke. 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! 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. 11. Faux charities Faux people You have to be careful about people who ask you for money, and say it’s for charity. I was enticed to work in a Charity call centre in Parramatta when I was 20, (my full-time job did not pay enough to get by). There was about 10 of us (one of them was a dog, who probably follows me around), we were to call up random people from the phonebook and ask them for money, saying it was for charity. At the time, I certainly, naively, did not know it was NOT for charity. (Btw, people do give, it’s all about your tone – dogs have been trying to change my tone for yrs, I have far too much “persuasion”, for dogs hung up on class (read my Jelly Baby Scam story). In retrospect only, I can see plainly, it was not a charity, it was for those people organizing, to make a living, that’s how they were do it, by lying to people. Shame on them, and silly naive 20yr old me for being tricked by them too. (I note, today, I have many women trying to take money off me in the name of fake charity cases and RobinHood games, you can’t trust any retailers, or any woman at all – they all lie to try to steal money.) Don’t know if it’s connected, but there are a whole heap of fake op/charity shop’s on the Internet, but when you go there in person, there’s actually nothing there. Btw, there's only one type of charity required in the world today in my opinion, it's not money that needs to be thrown out to various individuals or organisations, it is condoms. Curbing breeding will curb poverty. You know even chooks get it, 'Less of you, more for me'; chooks are smarter than mothers. “4 legs good 2 legs better”. Photo: Isn’t he a beauty! Angus, infront of my Ironbark’s. Surrounded by Angus Beef at Rangari – do you think I could ever afford to buy Angus beef while I was at Rangari! Course not! See how lush and thick that paddock is – this is Cell Grazing technique. Not sure why all the farmers around Gunnedah, do not do this; it is by far, a superior way to farm stock! The farmer across the way, did not do this technique, he just left all his cows in a paddock from day 1 till market day, and his paddock was shitty – it was bare, mostly all the time, and it was full off catheads, thistles and bindis. Now if the farmer who did Cell Grazing, also implemented my Kurrajong tree plan, in his paddock, in grid style, he would be laugh ‘in. 12. Gunnedah 'the peoples attitude' at Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue I have some more things to say about Gunnedah. As I was looking for an iconic ‘Gunnedah’ image, I saw this one and then remembered that I had already written a story underneath a photo of the Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue, but when I went to find it on my computer, it was gone, and it was also gone off all my backups, as well as my websites! So, I think, whatever I wrote (I can’t quite remember) I must’ve hit the nail on the head with that story. So, I’ll just put here what I was thinking of today, and hopefully later on I’ll remember the other story that was stolen. (btw, this is a free image from wikicommons – I never got round to taking sightseeing photos of Gunnedah!) I have lived in Gunnedah more or less my whole life, but in 2018, I was ‘cast out’, my landlord sold the farm I was living on for the past 10yrs, both my parents had passed, and I was unable to find anywhere to live, nowhere. I believe, one of the reasons I was so hated in this town, was because I did not do ‘pecking order’. Pecking order is huge in Gunnedah, especially amongst women. Don’t get me wrong, I am a very respectfully lady, and are always polite and courteous would never insult someone I encountered or pick fight with them, - but basically, I think (due to my 47yrs experience) most people everywhere you go are basically fucked, most people would sell their mother out if they could get $1 for it. So as far as I’m concerned, nobody out ranks anyone else, their all pretty much the same, and so, those people who think of themselves at the top of the pecking order, like the cocky bimbo girls who work at Gunnedah council – those dogs can sense me - they can’t handle someone like me, I upset everything for them, I interrupt their bully power tripping ways. So, they make things difficult for me like, give me parking tickets, cut my wires in my car so I am stuck, steal from me, handicap my foot, pass on contagious virus’s - they got up to all sorts of bully behaviour. Someone told me that if I ended up staying there, they would’ve killed me in the end, I would believe it. Since moving to QLD, I have noticed a slight change in people, Queenslanders are like how NSW was 20yrs ago. In Gunnedah, now everyone hates each other, and has their guard up, and will try to rip you off in order to get as much money from you as possible, it was not like that 20yrs ago. I believe it has been done deliberately to keep people fighting between each other, so the powers that be, can control everyone – it is a ruling tactic. So, QLD, has many backwards problems, but mainly ones of a type of ‘unproffesionalism’, like unskilled people, and ‘mates rates’, kangaroo court, low confidence, etc etc. 13. Stolen garden hat, Melbourne open Garden Scheme 2006 This navy blue cotton garden hat (I did not have a photo of it, so that’s the best I could match it), was stolen when I visited one of the exquisite open gardens in Melbourne one weekend of my brief time in Melbourne at RMIT in 2006 And guess what, it was stolen by one of the dogs who follow me. I had left it on the park bench, and it would’ve been literally 15 seconds later, I remembered I had left it, so headed back, and it was gone, just like that. Can you believe that? How dishonest and disgusting people are? I loathe people. I loathe Australians and their thieving junior mentality. Stupidity. Actually, I think I saw who stole it later in a car following me still (I got a bit lost a one point and ended up on some outback dirt lanes), it was an actor from England, he had brown short hair, was skinny and tall – I think he was in Downton Abby, but he was so offensive I only watched 1 episode so I am not 100% sure. By the way, those open gardens were visited by hordes of people. Every garden we went to that weekend, there were literally thousands of other people doing the same thing; garden hopping, from one garden to another, and some of those gardens were so good, (albeit a little old-fashioned, a lot of English gardens) - not too many natives down there in that infamous gardening region. But I’m sure that’s changing. People love gardens, people love nature, even the evil thieves are attracted to Gardens (Which actually, I find a little odd, as anyone who knows nature, knows you can’t steal and do the wrong thing by people, you will never get away with it, one way or the other.) I note, many open garden schemes have stopped operating now – I imagine not from “out of flavour” – but because of the “thieving” epidemic. Btw, when I was in Melbourne I went into a shop that was selling exact same hat, so I purchased another ($22). And several years later, it too was stolen, at Gin Gin QLD. I have had other hats stolen over the years too. I guess I am going to have to find a really ugly hat, one that no one would be seen dead in. 14. Future Business Mission It is my goal one day to own 2 businesses near Baffle Creek /Agnes Water. One involving carriage rides for tourists through the Melaleuca Dry Sclerophyll forests on the property, with the other side of the business being a Cattery. I did intend to start these two businesses with the win of my Christmas lottery ticket, just this Christmas gone, unfortunately, it will have to be delayed until next Christmas. I also plan to build my dream house on the large property. I will be using Thomas O'Hare Architects from the UK (Grand Designs: Belfast Hill House) I might have considered an Australian, but since I have been ban from so many Australian communities, no. (I haven’t been ban from Kevin McCleod’s Grand Designs – until I wrote this, but ofcourse, then the dogs got him – what a weakling.) I’m sticking with a UK architect, (ofcourse I am fairly sure if I was living in the UK, I also would have been ban over there too – same personality type dog types in charge over there, as here.) so I have come up with my own design combining both, I have a image up here already. I am also considering the possibility of setting up on Ella Bay Rd near Cairns instead of Agnes – just not sure of the weather situation yet. 15. My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks - crisscrossed with a lattice design of trees Take a look at these Yew trees (Taxus bacata) growing in the Hampton Court UK. I could not find any images of any paddocks crisscrossed with trees! I love a good a lattice pattern. I guess a straight grid pattern would work too! I had an idea very similar to this some years ago for Australian cattle farmers; Imagine, if you replaced the Yew Trees with Kurrajong trees (Brachychiton populneus). So the whole paddock is crisscrossed with these Kurrajongs! Fantastic symbiosis of soil, grass, mulch and shade, creating perfect habitat for cattle in dry areas where rainfall is minimal 200 to 600mm. For me, if I were a farmer, especially in Gunnedah – this would be the first thing I would do. In times of extreme drought, the Kurrajongs can also be chainsawed down, that is - a couple of big branches here and there, for the cows to eat. Kurrajongs will regrow no problems, even in the middle of a long term 7yr drought – they are amazing! Course, you will need some sturdy wire tree guards to protect them for the first few years. Or put sheep in for the first 5 years or so until they are big enough to handle cattle. Plus I suggest deep ripping to provide easy root growth. 16. Real Estate Tactic’s to Steal Tenants Bond If a real estate denies bond, then a tenant has no choice but to go to court to ask for it back, if they feel it has been unjustly withheld. If you live in fairyland and don’t know that spiteful little rental girls will withhold Bond unfairly, well, newsflash, they do. Now if you have to go to court over this matter – a judge will automatically hate you for it, because they think you should have worked it out, and you’re wasting their time. (I believe they need a separate Tenancy court in QLD, they do in NSW, it’s called Tenancy Tribunal), although they have QCAT, but it’s done in same court room by same judges as all else – so NOT separate. Experienced Real Estate girls, have come up with tactics to take to the judge, inorder to keep partial bond. This is what they do: They ask for ALL the bond, knowing full well they have no claims to do as such. But then they come up with ludicrous claims, with over exaggerated and ridiculous accusations, in the attempts to get a part bond refund for a minor wear and tear issue. (Btw, Wear and tear is listed as acceptable, in the contract of a Form 18 Lease). And in my case, - I will fill in the actual reason, the real estate wanted me to pay the $130 annual water fee to the local old men council of Builyan, but as this was not in the lease, I had no obligations to do so, nor did the real estate girl even ask me to pay it. So, what she did was come up with a lot of bogus reasons (like compensation for removing a dead tree stump, replacement cost of a door, which was still there…) in order to obtain the $130 (I never said to the real estate girl that I would not pay for any water consumption, btw – she was young and stupid and did not ask me for it, instead, deciding to take me to court for other bogus reasons). So, if she had of just approached the judge with a partial bond of $130 request, he would have thrown it out anyway, but with all her cockanninnie claims, and her young sweet face, and her conglomerate employer, Elders, how could he refuse her. And then with all my evidence showing her to be contradictory, or as near as I could, with no preparation, (I did forget 1 crucial photo, which tipped the hat) PLUS, I represented poor low-income tenant (usually always assumed guilty) so, he agreed to partial bond, WHEN HE SHOULD NOT HAVE, he thought he was just trying to be fair, and did not want to create a “winner” and a “looser”. But I can assure you HE DID. As I should not have had any bond withheld – I am a very clean and thorough woman. Not to mention, this took 2 whole days to determine, plus a 2hrs trip up and a 2hr trip back on both days – TOTAL CUNTS -this is a deliberate tactic to piss you off and waste your time. So, this is how these girls work the judge, and the system, and it is theft. And, btw, because I did not pay the full bond, they police who were side by side the Gladstone Courthouse – and made a point of talking to me that day, and were involved in my life at Builyan (blind as bats), followed me home and gave me a bogus speeding ticket, for you guessed it $570 (remainder of the bond) - they are also thieves. Thieves. I will name and shame those 2 police from Builyan: Lynch.LisaM[CR] Lynch.LisaM@police.qld.gov.au, so Lisa Lynch, plus her husband who I never met and never knew his first name. I believe they were transferred to Cairns in 2022, as I received a seed order from Lisa Lynch (?) yeah, that $3.70 will make up for it. Stupid. (It was also those 2 that “someone” adamantly thought it was them breaking into my house at Builyan). So, there was nothing I could do about that bond situation. I wrote a whole other story about my terrible unfair situation at Builyan, and also a whole other story about that particular stretch of road near Gladstone with their fake road works on the hwy to trap motorist for speeding – a money making scam that is unsigned for cameras. Apparently it is only in NSW, that speed camera signage is law. 22. My Chook Yards My Strawberry Patch 20. Work Desk At Tulcumbah 21. My desk with PC at Rangari 17. 18. Tulcumbah Back Garden 19. Water Rushing into the Namoi Dec 07 upstream shot at Tulcumbah 17. I found some photos of when I was living at Tulcumbah and Tulip on the edge Thought I should include them in my life blog. As I was looking at the garden photos on my PC, I realised what happy memories I had gardening at this place, and with such a good backyard view- there was 360° no neighbours at this place mmmm mm! {although not so happy memories of the bloody landlord there, who were 2km away; you know, not only this one, but many woman, mothers, seem to be deluded into thinking that being ‘bitch’ is being tough and strong. Like their attitude is “whoever yells first and yells the meanest, wins” - they seem to be confused about what strength really is. Cassandra Hayes. All people who live in Sarina who have kids. You know men who have total bitch mother’s, usually turn out to be rapists. Being a bitch is nothing to be “proud” about. Anyway, it’s so dire, how landlords can just toss you out, like my whole life can be just tossed out – they have zero empathy or compassion, really nasty patronizing people. Knapman}. Back to my good memory part; the soil apparently was brought in from the river flats, so it was extremely good quality, silty fertile soil. And indeed, everything I planted thrived. I put in quite a number of fruit trees, at least 15. So, together with those fruit trees, and the fruit trees I purchased at Rangari, and then the fruit trees have since purchased in Queensland - I would’ve purchased about close to 60 fruit trees now! And here I am living in a garden, in QLD, that has absolutely no fruit trees! And do you think I can purchase any decent fruit each summer? Forget about it!! I don’t know how those supermarkets can get away with calling what they sell as fruit – its sooo bad. Life is truly a bitch, I tell you. (Least I didn’t pay for the ones I planted at Long Cottage, Peter did, he would still have them and be getting good fruit by now – fed by his worm waste septic system!). Anyway, I’ll include some photos, and write some. Like that tank you can see in this photo, it was a huge good quality underground cement tank that held my rainwater; connected to the roof gutters. It also held the clothesline in the very centre. Where those pumpkins are, it is kind of a ledge, and beyond that, is a 4m drop, down to the gully below - you can’t see it from the photo. So, I would hang my washing out there, always of course accompanied by my 5 cats, and whenever I was on that side of the clothesline, I would be a little bit hesitant, not wanting to go too close to the edge, hence why all the pumpkins are there, little bit of a barrier. One day my cat Tulip walked over to me, and kind of got my attention, and then as I was looking, he walked right over to the ledge, and sat very precariously, in my opinion, on the very edge of the ledge; and it’s like he had noticed my hesitation (fear/weakness), and he was trying to show off, I’m not afraid at all!! - funny little teenage boy pussycat! The house was near the river (the Namoi) about, 300m away – I do wonder why they did not build closer to the river (?) it was fairly pretty down there. Back then the river still had not been invaded by Landcare volunteers, and so there were beautiful weeping Willows down there, but also some nice she-oaks and some rock formations. Also, I noticed a lot of big catfish, heaps, they seemed to ‘play’ in the mornings, but then, if I was down there in the afternoons, I noted their personalities took on a more serious demeanour – they were serious about finding dinner! I did stumble on one that was in difficulties, trying to cross from a drying up water hole back into the river, he took one look at me, and this jolted him into adrenaline mode, and he made it. I was tempted to stoop down and pick it up for my dinner, but those fins looked lethally sharp, and I heard catfish was not that good. Although after I noticed all those fish, the next weekend I went down there, suddenly there were about 10 rods all perched up on the other side, neighbors obviously caught wind of all those fish. Poor little fishies! (Those were the neighbours that too, did aerial spraying of poisons, and did not advise me, fucked neighbours.) I did try one catfish in the end that Tomas caught – and yes, yuk, they taste like dirt, even after soaking in freshwater overnight. By the way, when I was living on that property for those two years I cleaned up all of the trash that had been discarded over the centuries by all the farmers who had lived there. There was so much: picking up one little piece at a time over the two years, I would've got at least two trailer loads full of rubbish. A lot of discarded wires, tangles, scrap metal, broken toys, broken crockery…. and this was a time before plastics, I hate to think the state of the land these days. Farmers have a general lack of pride and appreciation for the land they work. 18-21 photos just above 22. My chook yards Every house I’ve lived in, I have had to build myself a chook yard. This is one of them, it’s fairly large, and was constructed as cheap as I could do, with me winning a roll of wire at a farm auction for $100, (when I say won, there was some dog guy there driving the price up from $15, who I suspect did not actually want it, but knew I did – so really, I lost it at auction – (oh no, can’t me at all you thieving mongrels))…. And the rusty poles were salvaged from the tip, for free. Unbeknownst to me, that chicken wire was the cheap stuff, and as a result, a huge disaster befell; even though I dug a big trench around the whole chook yard, and buried the wire, to make sure foxes couldn’t dig underneath it, what happened, was a fox came along, and the chooks got all stirred up, and tried to peck the foxes, so they put their heads through the fence to peck, and of course the fox just bit off its head, and also tried to pull the chook through the wire, which didn’t really work, there must’ve been more than one fox because they managed to bite all the heads off all the chickens - it was total carnage, feathers everywhere. A total tragedy. The chook yard was at least 200m away from the house, so I didn’t hear a thing, I consider this the main reason for the tragedy, I built it too far away from the house - just my mere presence would’ve scared the fox off, and I would have heard them if it was at night, like I did later at Rangari. The one I built before at Culls, was a similar size, or possibly a bit bigger; it was fantastic, relatively close to the house, plus I had irrigation in it, every now and again I put the sprinkler on to grow the grass, the wheat and grain sprouted and the chooks would absolutely love it, it was like they were fully free range. Although one time the peacock had a baby chic, and it got stuck in there, as it could not fly out, and the chooks, pecked it to death while the mother was asleep in the tree. We live we learn. The Chook yard at Rangari was possibly only a quarter of the size of that one, dad dug the trench for me on that one. The trench is the hardest part, hard physical yacca. I grew a passionfruit vine on it which covered half of it including the roof, it was very sweet looking, plus produced good fruit, and had a mulberry tree in the other half. I later built a run extension from it, into the 50m long fruit tree strip, which was encased in fruit fly netting, so they absolutely loved that. Of course, when I started living on a farm, there was no such thing as free-range eggs in the supermarkets, so having a chook yard was essential for every back yard in my opinion. I guess fortunately now I can buy them at the supermarket, which means I don’t have to build a chook yard, and since I now live in a tiny unit with no individual backyard, it’s dam good I can purchase them at the supermarket - as you can see from my last sentence, I’m not too impressed about all the work I’ve put in to building chook yards, only to be told I have to leave sooner or later. Waste. So, when I was writing this, I remembered the Fox story of when I was living at Rangari. It’s probably not worth reading, but you know, it’s one of those things if nothing much is happening on out on the farm, it’d be a good story to tell the sleepy neighbour! When I was building the run from the chicken yard, into the orchard, I ran out of wire, just on the last section, and I thought well it’s a bit of a risk, if a fox comes along, it might be able to get in, but then again it was on the top, and it might not see it, so I just forgot about it. Anyway, a fox did come along! Later, it so happen that evening, I had had a cup of coffee after my personal deadline of 4pm, so I couldn’t sleep, and I heard a bit of a kerfuffle in the chook yard, and instantly I remembered my hole, I got up and I was out there in two seconds flat, sure enough there was a fox holding a chook in its mouth, I yelled at it, he dropped the chook and took off away from me, but at this point he was in the orchard, so I knew it wouldn’t know how to get out, but I also knew, that there was a little 10cm gap right down the other end, 50m or so, in the fruit fly netting, so if I managed to scare him right at the perfect time, he would turn and run down that left side where he’ll get to the opening eventually, and hopefully just keep going right out. So, I just had to bide my time until he got close enough to me, (I previously a had had a bad trapped animal experience on the Culls farm with a big bull trapped inside my chook yard – I was going to handle this time mush better – back then the bull ended up charging me, out of frustration as to the whereabouts of the exit). SO, this night was pitch black, but soon enough I heard a twig snap, I knew he was right infront of me, so it was time to put the pressure on, I did, just a step, and he took off with a fright. Hopefully over to the left. I had managed to grab the torch on my way out, (such is the alert factor of a cup of coffee!!) and I saw the fox when he had the chook before, and also I saw him down the end before he saw the hole, so I could see his size - he was the biggest fox I had ever seen, it’s body was at least 65cm tall, and so the head on top of that - it was huge, he was Fantastic Mr Fox! But I saved my chook – since she was the only one, I had laying at that point, just as well! She had had her feathers ruffled by the fox, and I did not get my egg that day. When I was forced to leave Rangari, I had 4 chooks, I fashioned a cage to fit across the front of the Ute tray, and those 4 chooks came with me on every one of the next 5 moves to each bloody new place. Until they all died at Gin Gin. Thank goodness I did not have them when I moved to this unit. Another girl in the units, who moved in same time as me, had likewise been living on a farm, and was asked to leave and she too ended up at this old motel. She still had her chooks, she kept them in a cage in her car port temporarily. A unit is no place for chooks. 23. Just look at my strawberry patch above! A wonderful bounty of strawberries every spring summer and usually autumn too, so good! I took heaps of runners to my next place too. One summer I forgot about them, and they all died in the drought, never mind, I didn’t seem to mind at the time because I’d had so many strawberries for the past few years, I was all strawberries out. However, it’s now 12 years since that photo was taken, and I am longing to have a sponge cake with real strawberries and cream. But the ones at the supermarket are so bad I can’t believe anyone actually buys them, they appear to be rock-hard, huge and lacking any flavour whatsoever, and definitely not sweet enough! Unfortunately, there’s no farmers markets here, or organic fruit and veggie online deliveries, or anything like that. My only hope is a little plant that survived the move up here, and plant it in a large basket hanger I have fashioned, as I have no garden here! Wonder if that plum tree survived there after I left… 24. Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers I know a family, mum, dad, and two boys. Known them quite well for many years. At one particular time in my life, I ended up staying with them for a week, and then lived nearby and was involved in their lives for some time. I got a real insight into their life, and what was going on - the ‘family dynamics’ so to speak. I recall the eldest son, 14yr old or so, got a job delivering newspapers early in the morning, but he had no bike, or it was too hilly for a bike or something, so his mother drove him around every day!! I laughed lol! But as an outsider looking in, I got a pretty clear picture, I felt clearer in some areas than what maybe what their parents could see. I mean it was easy, as a stranger, as in, stranger to their family dynamics. Anyway, to cut a long story short, out of the two boys, one of them was 1 type of personality, and the other was the opposite. So, the eldest was quiet, reserved, happy to go along with the flow, and do whatever his mum or dad asked of him or expected of him. The other was rambunctious, loud, liked to be the centre of attention, and to be in control, I guess you could describe him as an alpha personality type. And he would’ve got this from his mum, his mum was just the same, and it was easy for me to see that she has some definite controlling issues, ‘control freak issues’, and wants everyone to submit to her and her plans for the family, typical of a lot of mothers who are not used to a work place environment. Typical of little girls. {For some women, sadley, this is the main reason they have kids. To feel like they are in control.} So, her husband and her eldest son were quite happy with the situation, it all worked out and was very peaceful, everyone getting along. However, the youngest didn’t quite fit this jigsaw puzzle. He had issues with his mum about always controlling him. But he loved his mum, and so could never really ‘have it out’ with her, they were, on the whole, a happy loving family, very normal from the outset. So, he always had to go along with her and not argue his case (actually I would put this down to a huge social problem in Australia, where we are not allowed to fight or question anything, but that’s another story) – its called oppression). So, anyway, because this little boy could never take out his frustrations with his mum, about how much she hurt him, and how their personality clashed because they were so similar; he built an inner resentment towards this authority figure in his life, and thus, he took it out on any other female authority figures that crossed his path, like his teacher for instance, and me. In the end he actually was taken out of school, and his mum home-schooled him- and that’s how bad the situation was in the classroom. But, in my mind, the solution would’ve just made a problem heaps worse, and certainly not resolved in anyway. {His poor family in the future – they will cop the brunt of his mothers dysfunction.} I’m writing about it, because this is very common, a lot of children go through this type of thing, some mothers would not even fall or ‘identify’ themselves as being control freaks, but really – they are, most things in life are about CONTROL. And so, then I’ve seen those kids grow into adult men, who still have those frustrations, who then take out their frustrations on women they date, and then women take out their frustrations on other younger women, or women who they think inferior to them. All these problems are traced back to the mother. Mothers, all mothers, really need to humble themselves and step it up their knowledge of what it takes to raise a child. I feel it needs to be dealt with in the classroom somehow. I’m certainly no expert in child psychology and I know there’s people that can come up with some savvy ideas of how to deal with these issues without making a big mental health fuss. I know it’s a tricky situation because no parent wants to hear that they are failing in any way, in any area. And there certainly can’t be any form of humiliation about the subject, it most definitely has to come from a place of helpfulness rather than blame and yelling. Having said that, the reason I did not say anything to the mother at the time was because I know I would not have been listened to - I pretty much did not have much respect from that mother. You know, it does not matter how much money one has or has not, one still has to be respectful to all. This is a concept 3rd borns suffer from. Many couples I’ve noted, a big part of the problem is arrogance. “We know best, don’t tell us what to do, we are doing it our way.” Plus, I want to mention after a man/woman leaves the family unit, gets married, she can still have the exact same problem, but instead of it being one of her parents, it is now her spouse, and still want to take out her frustrations on other younger women. I have seen this a lot, a lot. I mean a lot, maybe I just have a genetic predisposition where I notice this particular dysfunction? I’m pretty sure most people don’t really observe things like this in life, but for me I see it all the time and it affects me, it concerns me deeply, I guess it’s kind of like polluters who are polluting the planet, that’s something that I feel strongly about too. Something needs to be done about that, and it’s the same with this type of family dysfunction, something needs to be done about it to, because from where I’m standing I don’t think anyone is doing anything about this, and I don’t think anyone is even aware of such a widespread and big issue. I mean, for me, why would you get married to be kept on a leash? But then I have encountered a lot of ‘Bad Bimbos’ who literally need that leash. So dysfunctional. I haven’t met any parent who hasn’t failed in at least one area of their child’s life, and so a parent would have to have a big ego, if they wouldn’t accept any advice on matters concerning their child. So that’s where I think combatting this issue needs to be tackled, a program within schools involving parents, and a direct request from day 1 at kindy to parents, asking they be involved in their child’s social well-being across the entire 9yrs of schooling and expect to be asked to attend child/parent day workshops (I know there are some savvy social workers who could come up with a better wording…) but make it known the school wishes to make sure the child has, not only a rounded academic education, but a fully developed and rounded psyche. They probably have started doing this in private schools, but it definitely needs to extend to the public system. It must be done with out the stigma of MENTAL HEALTH. There can be no mention of mental health infact. There needs to be other clever tactics to get parents thinking about “control”. You know in the 90’s, the only person even remotely trying to do something about these kinds of family issues that I knew of was Oprah, and considering so many problems begin within the family unit – hooray for Oprah! And some families go to a “family” therapists, but instead of going to family therapy, those families ought to invite someone into their house to see how they live to get a proper insight - as I don't think you can possibly get a proper insight to what's going on in the family dynamics unless you're living in that situation, for at least a week, maybe 2. But, see, if you send in a therapist then the whole family dynamics would change, because they'll be all on their best behaviour, whereas you know someone like me, someone who is young, single, not even working, no money, not too experienced at “life”, then such a person, is not really well regarded within the family, especially by both parents. Like I felt the mother perceived me as a subordinate, someone not to take seriously or at my word, someone with no knowledge about anything. (She was not terribly disrespectful, and she occasionally tried to impress me, maybe it was just more like that particular older “pecking order” thing…air of superiority), but so, she was really quite frank, so I got to see her true colours. Same with her kids – they were just like her, and took her cue. I guess not every troubled family has such a person that someone, like the local counsellor, a can arrange to sneakily send in, to sort their real problems. I don't know, maybe you could send someone who is maybe disregarded a little, like a fake cleaning lady? So someone disguised as a cleaning lady or man, and really it's a therapist! – “they are desperate and need someone to stay….” – maybe a fake cleaner immigrant! Lol. 25. Sweep Pervert Issues under the Carpet why Don't You That area in the red square, {there was an image here of the school buildings that I attended in Armidale, but it is not necessary for the story.} It looks to me, the same as it did when I attended that school. I have contacted them about the following yuk story – but they have not got back to me, and it looks like they have not done anything about the “toilet pervert situation”, here is the story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the??!) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up for intention of remaining to want to perve on me going to the toilet in the other toilets – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration?? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially – toilet nightmares). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen?? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting male staff anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can prepare ourselves). But, actually, I know there were some girls perving too, and later in my life after school – female toilet perverts HUGE PROBLEM (what the??!) On several occasions, I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in to my cubicle. (Really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity – I can only imagine their parents were so CRAP, they could not conventionally guide their child in basic standards of behaviour or morals.) But apparently, their stupidity, is brought on my an incident in my childhood, involving stupid little boys; Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago – with those zombie adult women now doing the exact opposite of what I would like; so I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools, at private homes and children’s camp and again, this is not, and I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog stupid women; response. (Happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking, go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to - really extraordinary behaviour). BTW that’s how the dogs steal my stuff and my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies / thieves - just read my blog, take these ‘themes’ and do your thing….). I often see my ideas used in various forms, and more commonly ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers. Not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money or credit…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Since I have written about this it may have stopped? What I noticed are the stupid narcissist in the industry are trying to save their thieving bimbo friends, by going to great lengths to imply that I am stealing from them. Lol! My current neighbours have a formed an ‘I hate Emily Bieman club’, having fun creating imaginary problems and then harassing me - just to have a common enemy – such little people stupidity, encouraged by the press. Actually, one thing I’ve noticed in my life, is I often miss out on money. Say if an opportunity for a raise or a promotion arises, either there’s always some little undeserving bitch who will come along and steal it, or there is person in charge who thinks they don’t have to pay me. Just the way it goes. Worse as I get older. And I wonder how it is possible for someone like me to survive at all – the world is not designed for people like me. These issues that I face are not addressed by the Australian government. And there is no use trying to sweep me under a “mental health issue” blanket. I am not mentally ill in any way – infact, quite the opposite. It’s like I’m specifically designed for thieves, it’s so easy for them to steal from me. One could even say, I am the temptress, the person sent to test you, “are you strong enough to resist taking what doesn’t belong to you, when handed on a silver platter” - I can assure you 9 out of 10 people are not strong enough, and hardly anyone is going to get through those purly gates of heaven. Actually, when it comes to money, dad was really the only one that ever came through, and he stopped supporting me many eons ago!! I have accepted my lot. Btw, little birdy told me, if the secret of that school gets out, they don’t care, as they have a whole heap of Chinese connections to get all the, now, rich Chinese families to spend their money on sending their little girls to that school. They will use and take advantage of those families. 26. Old Lady Thieves Now there is an element of elderly women, who steal, and not because they’re desperate and want to steal money for food, but because they’re bored, smart and feel like their ‘cunning’ is being wasted, plus they are no longer ‘young and beautiful’. So, they try to deliberately “pull the wool” over young women, to trick them due to their still ‘sleepy’ young mind set, and prove to themselves how smarty-pants they are. So, they use means of distraction with one hand, and a slight of the hand, with the other hand - to steal. There are many ways they use this technique. One day I witnessed an old lady trying to distract me with her story; she was playing with her walking stick as she was talking, so as she bided for my attention with her words, when I was looking at her, she was pushing my ball of wool, which was on the ground under my feet, pushing it further and further away, until eventually she flicked it behind a flowerpot; only to retrieve it for herself later! Can you believe that! true story (I bet she does not even knit) Told you I have excellent peripheral vision. Also, I am fairly certain my elderly neighbours here at kookaburra park are stealing my water allotment by means of ‘punishment’ like loud noise, revving motorbikes / cars and trucks and little boy sounds whenever I go outside and turn the hose on. Now there is water allotment here for everyone, there’s not plenty of water at certain times, especially in the dry season. But as I hardly use any, there is definitely enough for what I do, and especially when compared to my neighbours across from me who have a huge lush green garden, and would use a massive amount of water. Anyway, the point is, those old couple are in competition, and want the ‘best’ garden, so this is their tactic to ‘win’ garden; by making sure nobody else, especially me who is a very savvy and talented gardener, has no water, thus no garden. They have a very condescending attitude and think that they are superior. 27. People would prefer to go on ‘personal power trips’ rather than protect their house: I’d been there for about 10 years, and I didn’t know it but they had plans to sell and so end my lease, I can’t quite recall how it came about now, but there was a stain on the carpet that I was in the process of cleaning, (maybe her husband saw it when it was wet still, as it was right at the front door and I insisted he not step on that part), so she somehow caught wind of it, and interfered, (Brenda Heywood) insisting that I pay a ‘professional’ carpet cleaner $200 to do the carpets. I was so annoyed, because any good housewife will tell you how hopeless a ‘professional’ carpet cleaner is – if there is stain, you literally have to clean it by hand to get it properly clean, which was what I was in the process of doing, but no, she insisted, she was totally nazi about it, that I pay the $200. So, I felt I had to do that, and paid some guy from Tamworth, and of course the ‘professional’ carpet cleaner could not lift the stain, (I told you) but as this landlord was so bitchy about it, I let the stain live, I felt I no longer had a duty to clean that stain unless she reimbursed me my $200. So, this woman would prefer to go on (probably a drunken) power trip, rather than let me just get on with and clean the area. It was more important for her to go on a power trip, and be ‘all bossy’ and demand I pay a ‘professional’, as she clearly wanted to say passively to me, that she has no respect for me or my abilities, - so more important to be a condemning bitch than have the house clean – stupid! This is typical women behaviour. In my experience, MOST WOMEN ARE LIKE THIS. I should mention, for all those years, I didn’t have any problems with Brenda, maybe a few with David, but just normal conflicts that you would encounter in any tenant/landlord situation, nothing too major. But I find frequently, in life, problems and conflicts easily crop up with people, particularly women, so many women are hung up on this class issue that I have mentioned, and can be so bitchy, rude and disrespectful. So, the fact that I didn’t have any issues with Brenda up until this carpet incident, actually in retrospect, is fairly significant, and I have had to come back and edited this because, most women they sooner, rather than later, take that opportunity when it presents to “get her, get her”, like this carpet incident. {I did actually read this later, and made a note to myself, “no, you should go back and change it back, as they totally screwed you”. (!) Well they did, but big picture I had somewhere to live for 10 years at least, without any hassles from them (thefts pending).} In fact, I was really only reminded of this fact, because of my landlord at Gin Gin who, when I said ‘no’ to her about a certain issue, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave, eight months prior to end of lease. Typical female tantrum thrower. Whereas Brenda didn’t throw any tantrums until the last minute, but she still did. (btw I did not know their plans of selling, in 4mnths time at that point). As I did not have any negative incidences over all those years with the Heywood’s, I asked them to write me a reference when I had to leave, (I had a vague thought I might need one! - little did I know what was in stock for me), but they just didn’t, and I’m really annoyed about it, because the rental market is absolutely brutal, if you don’t have any references you’ve got no chance of getting anywhere to live through a Real estate. NONE – they are total cunts. When I left Rangari, I was 47, I mean what does she think I was going to do, win the lottery so I could buy a house, so I didn’t need a reference? Maybe she thought I was going to marry filthy rich Prince charming, I mean I wouldn’t need a reference then would I? So often other people‘s thoughtlessness has dire consequences. I did want to say, with the minor conflicts I mentioned that we had along the way, they both dealt with the conflict, more or less like mature adults, I mean they did get up to shenanigans if you read my landlord antics story, but a lot of hot heads would see a problem and immediately evict the tenant, because they didn’t want to deal with it, and would let their big fat egos rule their behaviour - at least David and Brenda did not do this, and I believe this is because, it’s a part of their attitude towards life, a upper-class wealthy thing, and it’s also how they handle their marriage; you can’t just ‘evict’ the other person when you don’t like a situation, you have to deal with it, and find a solution and be patient. They also were the kind of people who knew if you want to remain wealthy, you can’t go around being bullies, you certainly can’t let other people see you being a bully. I note so many people I encounter they think its really good to assert dominance by being a bully, young people especially, like the group of 20-30yr olds who “cooked“ my aquarium fish, and vandalized my car. Not to mention the dogs (old adult female staff – not young people) at Kmart who delight in making people uncomfortable and or angry – a form of bullying. Plus, those young people often think if someone is watching, instead of deliberatley doing the right thing, like David and Brenda who wish to remain rich, some people will deliberatley do the ‘wrong thing’ to show off “look how bad I am” -those people are going to have their “arses bitten”, it’s really true young and naive! – plus only minimum wage for you! However, I did get a sense of animosity from them, maybe they just liked looking down on a tenant – but they never mentioned any issues. And so I believe David used to “play sides” (or bitch) about me to his neighbour Steve Carter, knowing that Steve would purchase it and ask me to leave – this was Davids evil little plan, as he did not want me out; I was a good tenant and always paid my rent – but he was a territorial dog, this was HIS land, and I had made an impact on it with my ‘green’ ways and beautiful garden. So, it would be gratifying for them to see me forced to leave; so, they played Steve Carter - Davids evil little plan. So, the person who bought their farm, also thought it more important to go on a power trip, than to continue my lease “look at how much work she has put in to this place, it will be so fun to kick her out”. And btw, the carpets were 40 years old and there were already holes in the high traffic areas, but after the ‘professional’ carpet cleaner had finished, there were huge holes in the carpet. Stupid. Renters really get a raw deal from powertripping landlords (and they ALL are nazi power tripping in the end – huge problem in Australia, there is very little respect for other people, especially renters), there should be way more laws made to protect them. If you have rent ever in your life: you are a victim. 28. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. 29. A 94CM LONG STRAND OF MY HAIR This hair fell out , and was entwined around my arm, as I was pulling it out, it just kept on coming and coming, so I thought I should measure how long it was. Guess how long, 94cm! It’s probably from the very top of my head, the longest point! No wonder washing my hair is such a bloody chore! When I wear it out, it has a bit of a curl and so bounces up quite a bit, it doesn’t look 94cm long - but it is. The last time I went to the hairdresser was when I was 20 years old (so 30years ago) - the hairdresser overcharged me, so I decided not to go to the hairdresser ever again! Oh wait, I remembered I dare ventured to a hairdresser after I had moved back to Gunnedah, you see, I had a favourite wonderful hairdresser when I was at school, Lyn her name was, Lyn Devoy. She was sooo cool! And an awesome hairdresser -she really knew her stuff. I recall she then got married about then, she had a Gunnedah “Wedding of the Year”, so it was called in the paper! Very glamorous. She moved to Sydney. Anyway, her mentor was in Tamworth, so I went for a chop. There is only so much one can do with my hair! Oh, and I remember another one now in Gunnedah, she gave me a fringe at my request, but, I did not know, I have a ‘cowlick’, so it just didn’t work (Lyn would’ve known it would not work!!). I’m not sure if I’m going to make it through this coming summer, the heat and humidity in Queensland makes having long hair kind of unbearable, but I’ll see how I go. It’s too soon to chop it all off yet. Btw, I had been collecting my hair every time I shampooed it, I kept whatever the afro comb pulled out, and after 12 years, I had enough to spin a bulky yarn into big 7 balls, then I knit a bulky plant hanger liner, it was fabulous and perfect, so I thought, except one day I took a look at my plant, I had Yarrow in it, and something was eating my hair! So, they ate the whole bottom half, all you could see was my black plastic inner liner, – 12 years of collecting!! Gone by the bugs! Also I had a perm story somewhere on my blog, but, it's been stolen! can you believe that lol; I always had straight hair, thick straight hair, but I always wished I had curly hair. And in year 10, I decided to get a perm - perms were a 'thing' back then. The hairdresser told me how to maintain my perm by scrunching, and the perm kind of never fell out - I've had curly hair ever since, and that was over 30 years ago. 30. I love my sweet treats! I always buy a big bulk 10kg bag of fine chocolate, at considerable expense. But I find if I buy it in bulk, it lasts and lasts, and it works out to be cheaper than if I bought chocolate every week from the supermarket. When I was living at Gunnedah this bulk supply would last six months. After I moved up here to QLD, I noticed my supply lasts 12 months. Now, this is NOT because I’ve changed my eating habits - it’s because I had that much been stolen when I lived at Rangari. So up here, when the whole year went by, and that chocolate lasted the whole time - I couldn’t believe it. Just goes to EXACTLY how much has been stolen from me at Rangari, not just a little bit, not just a trivial amount BUT A LOT. (I am pretty sure I had 50g stolen when I was living at Colosseum- I heard them one morning, it must have been a total challenge for them, the actually motivation. And I definitely have had meat stolen out of the freezer here, kangaroo meat, rump steak, chicken breasts and barramundi fish). I should mention here, I did have a smaller 5kg bag stolen through Australia Post. I believe it was stolen by the female Australian postal workers at Gunnedah, because it had Callebaut written on the side of the box - and the chocolate lovers know what the meaning of the word is - gooood! – And so they couldn’t resist, they just stole it. The company who sent it did refund me, but it was a huge ordeal trying to get my money back. I do not shop from those people any more. Especially since, I believe, they should have taken for appropriate measures to make the responsible party pay. I believe Australia Post has a “oh well it’s missing in transit” theory, but it was literally stolen by the girls who work at Gunnedah Post office. In fact, I’m pretty sure I know who too {well, I don’t know any of the girls personally who work there}, but one time, around that time, I went in to the post office, which is something I usually never do, as they introduced the Mail Drop Facility at my place, meaning they could deliver ALL parcels, but this was a microwave, too big. So, the girl who brought it out to me, (I think long blondy auburn hair), around the back of the post office, was so rude and so disdainful, I just wondered what an earth was up her butt - when I got home, I could plainly see the microwave had been dropped. It was all smashed on a corner (actually it looked more than dropped, it looked deliberatley thrown down on cement). I just know from that girls attitude; it would have been her. She must have had some sort of grudge against me, even though we don’t actually know each other. This is the nature of stupid dogs, I have found this is exactly what they’re like, and this is exactly what they do, passive aggressive dog attacks on me. Perhaps jealous of all my parcels; I used to buy heaps on ebay – all those $1, $2, $3 items, so it looked a lot, but actually WAS NOT. (?) So, I think Kmart replaced my microwave, but again, I bet they didn’t make Australia Post be responsible for the damage, the damage that was done deliberately. Such is the nature of cowards at Australia Post. Life Stories P10 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10(this) . LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,