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,

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 Builyan, Boyne Valley, and then Miriam Vale, Colosseum, QLD After I was given notice at Rangari, with the change of ownership, well, actually, I have written on my blog previously about my unhappy adventures regarding finding somewhere new to live. In the end, having only one choice, which was a unit in Gunnedah, which was not appropriate or very nice at all, so I decided that I should move somewhere warmer in Queensland. I needed somewhere cheap, and at the time there was quite a few big old houses in town called Blackwell, which was a hot dry inland, remote area in Queensland. I had talked with the Real Estate and was set to move, had even signed a lease and found removalist. The house was big, big yard, and had as much water as I wanted, albeit, in town. I would prefer somewhere out of town, I need privacy. But there was nothing. And I didn’t like my chances of finding something affordable closer to the coast. At the last minute I thought I should look just in case, and that’s when I found a house in Builyan, on Realestate.com, this house looked really sweet, it was a Queenslander. I thought perfect - little did I know what was in store for me; maybe I should’ve moved to Blackwell after all, although while there was heaps of houses there then, I have since looked a few years later and there’s none there now, same as everywhere in North QLD, so maybe I might of had problems living there on my own, in such a “big old house”, with jealousy, from all the dogs, as per usual, and I may have had to move anyway. Who knows. And I guess I would not have realised about Rachel Wainberg‘s older sister, if I had never moved to Gin Gin. I know when I moved to Builyan, 2 new police Constable’s were placed in the community too. I believe the ‘powers that be’, assumed that the thievery would continue at my new address, after I left Gunnedah. 1. Water Damaged piece of 19mm Ironbark Timber, Stolen from back of house at Builyan, Boyne Valley, by Local Nuisances Builyan, had a timber mill. I could see it from my backyard, it was just down the road. Since I dabbled in a bit of woodworking, and needed to make a mosquito canopy for QLD conditions, plus some underbed storage drawers, thought I should go down there and see if I could get something. Randall and Janice owned it, he said he had a pile of rain damaged Ironbark down the back of the shed, so I went down there, sure enough the roof was leaking directly onto this pile of mouldy planks. (Not sure why he did not push the cart a few inches away from the drip of the leaking roof!.....) He said I could have them for a dollar each, they were 2-3m long (12cm wide and 2cm thick – perfect), I thought they would scrub up well. (I got 31 planks, later I wished I had of got more, I made heaps of things out of them.) I was pleased with my purchase and had the planks leaning up by the side entrance of the house, to dry in the sun, it was the side closet to the neighbours, and can be seen from the neighbours house. And 1, only 1, was stolen. I suspect those neighbours; Allan Holmes, his 15yr old son. But I guess it could have been the neighbours across the road; Donny and Sue Ellen Manly, prob not their daughter? Or could have been that person who lives in the house with the orange car, (that constantly banged and tapped – I think he was a backyard Panel beater.). or, could have been that guy Koogan and his musician friends? I have no idea who. I guess it could be the short blonde bimbo from Gunnedah who follows me, as I have previously mentioned her on my blog; plus, I have had heaps of timber planks stolen, I believe related to NEGS school church hardwood kneelers. None of those people have been convicted of stealing from me. OR, at one point I thought I saw bloody Heath Barwick in an old camper van at Ubobo?? Could be him on a travelling holiday? Bloody thief causing problems at new neighbourhood - It wouldn’t surprise me if he followed me up to my new home and started stealing from me while he travelled the area, he’s an absolute arsehole, we are not friends I do not even know him, I met him briefly when I was 18, I am not friends with any of his circle of friends, the only connection was he went to school with my little brother, 30 yrs ago, they were friends. So maybe he has a connection with my brother, but he certainly doesn’t have a connection with me. He seriously belongs in jail. Little birdy told me that they got him, and he’s been convicted for something, who knows what, I’m pretty sure he was a drug dealer as well as a thief, so in this case I can say has been convicted of something. I suspect it would not have stuck for too long, people like him, because he makes people laugh, he is 3rd born). So obviously I do not know who is stealing but there have been some incidences where I know these neighbours are not innocent, and they will be hiding the truth to protect each other, they’re very tightknit community. Actually, I think one of those planks were stolen as a joke by the neighbours next door neighbours teenage son. I did have to move from the neighbourhood as a direct result of their ‘tight knit’ bullying. I also had to keep the light on out the back yard, they broke a slat window and stole my padlock on the inside of the door, so now the door can be opened from the outside when the cross latch is closed (because then padlock stops anyone from being able to use a knife or something and slipping the latch across to open (they also stole the padlock from my next house at Gin Gin, I believe it was the same person, possibly the 15yr old then teen, but 17yr old son now trying to get in my house at night, while I slept - yuk). And one of them has put a beeping device under the house that beeps - a small electronic sound, that beeps every 5 minutes at night, very short so cannot locate. The neighbour Alan and his son, can hear everything that goes in my house, because houses were so close, (poorly designed neighbourhood and houses). He also pulled up the tree seedling that I had just planted out the front yard, stating that it was on his side, and then he got his mother to come down and chastise me for it. Stupid woman, clueless about her son and grandson). I had neighbourhood kids jumping up at my windows to try to peer in. I had the neighbours on the other side of my house, and old drunk man and his shag, tell me I was bloody crazy and send me hate mail in the post. I had the family next to them come down, the mother said her 8yr son wanted to meet me, as he could see me working in the backyard from his bedroom window (!) And someone, I suspect Alan the neighbour, or Simon Cowl on telly at the same time, I had forgot to turn it off - was driving her little 3yr old blonde girl absolutely nuts, as she was running around in circles, behaving very oddly. (Alan has a reputation amongst people ‘in the know’ for doing such evil antics. And at this address I learnt about the full evil nature of men, in regards to how they treat women at night while they sleep). The mother seemed not to notice. (That drunk man was probably trying to save that little blonde 3yr old!!). And all the old people in this neighbourhood seem to be ‘car Hoons’ in slow motion. I put up my camera outside my house one day, to catch the slow motion hoons on camera, the footage was really bad, but I saw an old fattish bald guy go past. I think I saw that person follow me at my next address too? I did not know who it was, still do not know, but someone told me it was Daniel Salem and that description matches – he is another friend of Heath Barwick and my little brother Daniel Bieman. The police advised me I need proof for them to do something about him or anyone. Hence why I have cameras everywhere since. As an outsider of that community, and a single woman I tell you I have seen such ugly behaviour from people, I can’t believe how revolting peoples ‘true nature’ really is. I was very pleased to leave this neighbourhood. I may have got that plank back later after complaining to local police, I did not bother counting them again. Also, someone else told me that it wasn’t the next-door neighbours son who broke the window and snuck in at night. It was the local police. But that could have been the neighbours son telling me…. At that time, the dogs put him on telly, it think it was the Gardening Show on the ABC, suddenly there was the neighbours son. 2. New Ladder from Hardware Shop with Broken Bit – Faulty Goods Selling at Full Price and “New stuff sabotage” It was after I purchased this ladder, with its dinky broken bit. When I realised this is what a lot of retailing women were doing to me, deliberately, that is, trying to ‘flog off’ their seconds and faulty goods, on to me, at full price. Their thinking; She does not deserve a fully working and perfect one, she deserves a second. And, they think, I most likely won’t even notice there’s a problem. (They think I am on drugs). Stupid bimbo little girls in the retail sector. I am fairly certain that they are related to Bonds; if you recall my bonds story about the ‘thong underwear’. And in relation to this ladder, now, you would just think, ‘oh well, what’s the problem, she could return it, they have a money back guarantee there’. But if (I drive the 2hrs back to store,) and I returned this ladder for replacement, the girls there would accuse me of stealing from them. And just would steal more from me. That day I was at the store; someone stole my fresh eggs from the hen house {and that was the day I saw Heath Barwick driving about near Builyan – he was in a green (I think) combi van. Also, I think I may have seen his friend Daniel Salom driving in slow motion hoon style in Builyan?? And it could be their friend the motor biker, Shannon Bree harassing me with dirtbike?? Still? Those 3 were friends with my little brother – not my friends, so possible delusional thieving stalking idiots, unwanted ones, uninvited ones. I noticed at Sarina there are police cameras on either side of Sarina, not speeding cameras, but surveillance cameras – essential in my opinion, for catching dickheads like these people. You literally cannot travel up North Queensland without the police seeing your plates - if they want to. I have given police those 3 names in relation to the stealing. I don’t think the police did anything. It does amaze me the level of male retardation in Australia – I wonder how any man has ended up getting any girl at all.} Around about the same time, I had a new fridge, and it was vandalised. I believe it is the same stupid girls doing it - Australian jealous spite. Although the piece of plastic that came off my fridge, I thought, I’ll just chuck it out, I specifically remember chucking it into my new rubbish bin that I had just emptied, and so had nothing in it except that bit of plastic. But overnight I thought I probably should save that piece of plastic, you never know, I might want to fix it one day. So, I went to get it out of the rubbish bin the next day {which still didn’t have anything in it except for the bit of plastic} but when I went to get it, it wasn’t there. Someone had literally, I would say climbed in through an open window and has taken that little piece of broken plastic. It would have been taken the arvo before, as I was outside cleaning my car. At a later address, I again had a new fridge, and within 2 days of purchase, I looked at it and there was a big grey dent down the bottom, which I know I didn’t do. “New stuff sabotage”. Well, if you actually had 2nd hand shops up here in QLD, I would happily purchase 2nd hand. I also later did a video showing my new garments that I sew up, anything that is especially nice, somehow miraculously develops a stain. And any new crockery that I purchase, miraculously, somehow, a chip appears in it. This is all the same person doing this vandalization. Female jealous spite. I also personally believe that those new items were specifically obtained by certain retailers who know me, and wanted to do something nice, (not the thieving dog ones), and as a result of this act, the ‘dog thieves’ could not steal them – it would be noticed, and they would be found out. So, what the do is vandalised them instead. Most people would assume ‘Oh, you got a chip, well you probably did it accidentally and did not notice’. WRONG I didn’t do it, somebody else did it. JUST AS PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE AS THE THIEVERY FROM ME. Rack off you little bimbo dogs. {They also did it to my new rose mugs later, after I had contacted them to see if I could get any more – Definity retailers doing it.} Plus, I remember, this faulty goods stuff has been going on for over 30years - I remember when I was in my 20s in Sydney, and working near St Ives. I went to a shopping plaza there, and I purchased some chocolate; I had been thinking about purchasing some chocolate, I remembered the shop there, I think it was Daryl lea, and could not get chocolate out of my mind, so this one day I finally went and got some. But the chocolate that I purchased was past its use by date. Then I think back to the shop, and yes, there were these strange little blonde shop girls acting very peculiar. I just know they would’ve gone out of there way to stock those bad chocolates, because they knew I was going to purchase some. DOGS. If you don’t know what chocolate taste like past its used by date, it’s not very nice, plus there’s a little ‘tell sign’, being that the chocolate has a kind of a white/light brown powdery tinge on the outer edges. And it just tastes a little bit funny. I mean, it doesn’t make you sick, but it’s just not good. So, I hope those little girls there, maybe it was just one, (?) but I bet that girl is the same girl still hounding me and harassing, me like a DOG. A stalking bimbo, yet another one. I hope she dies a miserable painful death. The sooner she is dead, the better, my world will be. She is literally someone who dead, would make it the world a better place. I want to email notifications of the tide every day, Willy? 3. 1 antique gold bumblebee shower hook STOLEN, Builyan, Boyne Valley, QLD, 2018 So I’ve noticed a pattern form whenever anyone comes to my house something gets stolen. So this particular shower curtain hook was stolen right after a girl from the Real Estate came to my house, well that’s when I noticed it stolen. Only I know that girl didn’t steal this hook because I was with her the whole time and she didn’t venture into the bathroom without me being present (Doing an 'Invasion of Privacy', I mean "inspection".) So the thief wants me to blame her? Having said, that I’ve just remembered, there was a blonde woman / girl, who came to change the batteries over in the fire alarm - arranged by the same Real Estate girl just a little earlier. And she used the bathroom. I think it may have been her. She must think “going into a strangers house, mm, steal something” that’s how bimbos think - complete bimbos (that one was tall and blonde). Probably a prostitute. Elders Real Estate in Gladstone no conviction, I bet Tamara was to blame. There's that song again, fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. At this point I was so frustrated with the neighbourhood, and I believe the Real Estate agent rental girl, partly feeling guilty about the fire alarm battery situation, and noting problems within the community, had no problems in ending my lease early when I requested it. And so again, I packed up ALL my stuff, (I still had my 25M long swimming pool, plus all my gardening stuff, netting, shade, cloth, etc etc.) and moved. Unfortunately I made the wrong decision here, based on trusting people - trusting liars. Everyone lies, especially when it comes to their house and property – they all lie about ‘how good it is’ (and water). I moved to Colosseum, which is a little place near Miriam Vale, which is a little place on the highway just before you head to Agnes Water (instead of moving to Deepwater, a little place near Baffle Creek, in between Agnes Water and Bundaberg - that place would have been bloody perfect.) Never mind. So, the house at Colosseum was a farm, the owner had built the house himself and had no problems in boasting about this fact. (It had its good points being cement becel block, but you could tell, it was lacking a ‘woman’s touch’ and details.) But basically, it was a total disaster. I’m not sure what it is about farmhands and their problems with stealing, it seems to be an area rife with theft. You cannot trust a farm hand with anything - they are useless people. And I have written about this before on my blog, about how young men in the Builyan community had unbeknownst to me, arranged for me to live in this house with no water. Over the next six months, I had many things taken from me at this address starting from day, one when I was relocating. Moved to Colosseum, nearby to Miriam Vale and Builyan 1. Unwanted Young men stealing from single women at rail crossing When I was living at Builyan for that brief 5mnths, of course I had problems with the locals, first of all they were stealing, then the police got involved and so the stealing stopped, but I did have problems with locals congregating outside my house at night, sometimes, which is a very common thing, and it’s happened my whole entire adult life. I usually just ignore it, and sleep on through, I mean who cares who’s out in the street anyway. There were some bad guys that would come round, just a general feeling I got, usually something would be stolen when I could hear any of those young men type. I did suspect someone was sneaking inside my house at night while I slept, violet was behaving strange (my cat) and the padlock was stolen, the only thing that could stop them from breaking in. Plus, the slat window was broken, the one right next to the door lock. I suspect my neighbours 16yr old son, but later some birdy told me it was the police – they were adamant it was the police. Lisa Lynch and her husband. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour – the ABC do that ALL THE TIME, that is rewarding people who have done something bad like are bullies, or steal or whatever. I do believe its personal to me; Yet another dog, at the ABC, as formed an obsession. The police there were a husband and wife team, they were new, I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them?? Looking for drama. After I put a poster up looking for a house elsewhere, the guy who contacted me, Darcy the owner, later told me that his worker had told him I was looking for a house, and his worker, it turned out was one of those guys that used to hang around at Builyan, and he was friends with some of the guys at Builyan. And when I headed over to my new farmhouse that first day, I had my Ute full of stuff, packed sky-high. I stopped at the railway line, which of course, no coincidence at 5am, suddenly a train appeared – I now know its Aurizon Trains – their staff. And there was a whole heap of guys suddenly appear infront and behind me, around the car, in this kind of remote town, and later I discovered something had been taken out of the back of the Ute - although I was aware at the time that this is exactly the type of situation where something will be stolen from me, so I kept an eye on things, and I didn’t see anyone stealing, sneaky bastards. Anyway, this young guy, his name is Tom, farm hand for Darcy, unfortunately I didn’t get his surname, and at the time he had a girlfriend (Jess, Darcy’s daughter) who I met, they were helping move Darcy’s furniture out of Darcy‘s house a bit later that day. (Annoys me how landlords don’t do this before I arrive, same as all the others), anyway, that guy Tom, I’m pretty sure he used to hang around the house, he had friends in rail industry, the trains used to stop on my property at 3 am in the morning, I had items go missing – the whole time I was there. I just find it really odd how men like that, who have a girlfriend, still hang around. It’s like fuck off, get a life, and just because a girl is single, doesn’t mean you have the right to follow her and steal from her, or pester her in any way, fuck off you stupid mongrels. BTW, I don’t think he is still hanging around, but that is what I should have said at that rail stop; yelled it out to the air, and they would have heard me. So, actually there were at least a dozen young men at that rail stop, in 2 cars. So instead of helping me move my 12 Ute loads, those young men in that community stop/torment/harass and steal. This is what they are breeding in that community Colosseum / Miriam Vale / Builyan – these are very small QLD communities, so that dozen or so young men would be a significant proportion of the community. So, they are breeding scum in their community’s. Scum degenerates. Mothers are breeding Scum Degenerates. (All problems can be traced back to stupid mothers). You’re not worthy of anything you little degenerates. I am surprised the ABC did not put ALL of the dozen young men on TV. (/s) Also, I think he and his family had something to do with incarcerating me under the total scam Mental Health Act with the help of police. Those people are thieving bullies, and they got their victim locked up – do you see how this country works – it’s a fucked country. (I am pretty sure, one night at Builyan, I heard Australian p.m. voice - Scott Morrison, outside, I heard him!, that was just before he got in, there was an election due. – setting a BAD example to copycats- plus I think he was also on Facebook under a different name, and he tried to rent me a house, which turned out to be fake and then he tried to rent me a shoddy shipping container, he’s a bit of an arshole, (if you didn’t know), aswell as his wife. (But it was good how the pollies are doing something about the virus situation, let’s hope there is ongoing reminding of social distancing and staying home if you’re sick with any flu symptoms). By the way I did 12 Ute loads, over that 2-3 days, back and forth between Builyan and Colliseum (near Miriam Vale) across the mountain range, which at the time was on fire. It was the tremendous bushfire season of 2018/2019, I was lucky I could get through, there were fires all around the road, through the Rule Sate Forest. It was mostly all blackened, and there were big trees slowly burning away, lying by the road. Quite a few little grass fires, blazing, and a lot of smoke. I wish I had of stopped and taken a photo. They always talk on the news about the “natural bushfires” in Australia, and I had to say here *newsflash* natural, my arse! When I was driving through Builyan, I can assure you, there were people (young tall men) out in the bush, young men, lighting fires, “natural” has nothing to do with it. The local coppers out there had to spend all those few weeks putting out fires in the little community! Guess they didn’t see the Rule State Forest ones start up. I personally don’t believe that even pre-burning is necessary; it’s not necessary at all! Mother nature, knows how to do things, all on her own. She does not need help with the regeneration process in the old growth forests either. People who want to pre-burn are ‘firebugs’. A dysfunctional problem. Note; Those men described above, are like the ‘opposite’ of my father, and his generation. I am not sure why I have so many 'unworthy' people put themselves infront of me. I can only think it is the same situation as Dr Carl – I will explain; Dr Carl was a doctor who used to work (probably still does) on the youth radio network triple J, which I used to listen to when I was younger. He was wonderful - you could phone up the station and ask any medical or scientific question, and he usually would have a response, if not he would always come back to it later. He was very diligent and knowledgeable, in helping people, and especially problems of the weird and bizarre, like what young adults, particularly men are interested in! He was talking one day about the fact that whenever he goes anywhere, it was really common for him to suddenly be needed, in some sort of medical emergency. Like in the movies when someone shouts “is there a doctor”! Well, this happens to him, regularly, according to Dr Carl. I thought about this - and when I travel anywhere, on those rare occasions, this never happens to me. I never encounter anyone in need of a Dr. BUT because I have these particular types of people as described above on a very regular basis – they seem to cross my path so frequently, like no one else would begin to understand. So, I can only assume, it's for the same reason that Dr Carl has his encounters – people who are in need of someone to point out to them their dysfunction. Considering I'm not a trained psychologist, psychiatrist, therapist or councillor (although I do have an interest in counselling, as I used to eavesdrop on my mother’s counselling sessions when I was a child (very naughty). And I certainly have a great understanding of a lot of psychological areas of concern due to being bullied in Australia; I have had people tell me about what makes people tick and function and why they do the nasty things they do. They explain this to me, in order to help me deal with such revolting people. infact I most likely would have more knowledge in this area than a university graduate at this point. But since, these perpetrators and I don't sit down for a one on one, for obvious reasons, the only thing I can do is write about them on this blog. Definitely naming names helps. I've had quite a few dogs removed from my back, due to simply writing this blog. I do believe it's because eventually they'll see they have problems, and they need to deal with it. If not them, then somebody close to them will step in, like a mother. 2. 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord HEY! it’s a big deal having to relocate - stop giving tenants the runaround. 5 times in 12mnths. FIVE. Fuck you all. Plus, I had/have plantar Fasciitis / Collapsed Arch (from Mack Boots). STOLEN gardens, stolen energy, stolen time, and now I have repetitive strain syndrome - and arthritis. Life is a bitch; I recommend not having kids. There is a rental problem in this country. (There is a ‘fucked in the head’ problem in this country too). It is from over population; attention all women STOP bloody breeding like rabbits -1 or 2 kids, that's it, any more than that is stupid and selfish. Plus, I know from 46 years of experience - the calibre of mothers out there is pretty crap, 3 quarters of you shouldn't be breeding anyway. Overbearing, over controlling, this is what breeds nonthinking zombies - On the other hand, I seem to have encounted a lot of littleshitheads, from being spoilt - usually male, and the females suffer from the nonthinking problem. Plus it looks like there is a general favourites game going on with parents, favouring male kids. Btw, they say exercise for young girls, and activity, wakes them up (hitting them in the head, will NOT wake them). Too many kids are the main reason I have no proper place to live now. All these problems of bullies in the community, are a direct result from me being single. And me being single, btw, isn’t actually a problem - a real problem, for anyone. The only reason why it would be a problem for these people is because they’re stupid. If they really thought about it (if they actually thought about anything), me being single, doesn’t make me a bad person, I don’t steal from them, I don’t antagonise them, I don’t bully them, I don’t cheat with their partners. I don’t have anything to do with them. They just cannot handle a single woman on her own. So all these problems that people have with me, are imaginary and in these people’s heads - purely because I’m single. So ofcourse, this gives me a clear path of clarity and sight - their actions come about from one reason, and one reason only; and that is they are stupid. So I blame mothers, for raising stupid people. Btw, not having anything to do with these people, is not a valid reason to steal, harass and bully. I win – you lose, you will be going to hell. One of the police constables suggested I should go down to the community hall in Builyan and makes sandwiches for everyone, perhaps then, they would not steal from me. Fucked community – make your own goddam sandwiches. 3. Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on veranda of house were people steal from me I will show a photo of the house at Colosseum – You might look at it, and think ‘oh what she complaining about, that’s beautiful - nice big house in a beautiful spot.’ Yeah well, that’s what I thought too. That’s why I moved there, but this photograph doesn’t really show that all the real problems of this place, and I think with my blog here, I may have described them a little bit, but there are still way more problems associated with this spot than even with what I’ve mentioned here. I moved to a farmhouse at Miriam Vale / Colosseum for 6mnths (the lying landlord Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry and twisted son had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 13 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie, as I’ve mentioned, I think he may have had something to do with locking me up in the mental asylum at Bundaberg. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. Fuck off, you cannot use me for your power tripping. This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too who I think was stealing from me aswell, NO CONVICTION, and has a dog shag who also steals from me – she harassed me on Facebook NO CONVICTION. Obviously his dog thinks he is innocent – I’ve never known any men to be innocent. (I know dad would not have ever stolen from me)). All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do NOT wish to be a part of a community full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. You lose. Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this is my list of what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. NO CONVICTION. I can only name these people because these are THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNEW in that area. I did however see 2 or 3 hoon people in cars at the gate whenever I left the farm, and this was quite unusual because this area was very remote, and there was hardly anyone around ever, let alone 2 or 3 at once. So, you never know, maybe they were just hooning from Gladstone, that had come down to steal from me, as they knew I would go into town that day. Maybe they were hooning postal workers, as I always stopped at the post office? Maybe they were TV industry people? I mean who knows? and how they actually got onto the farm, is a very good question, because I did keep it locked. This is why I think the landlord might be guilty, or possibly the landlords farmhand, who I mentioned before in the Photo story called “young man stealing from single women”, his name was Tom his girlfriend’s name was Jess, and apparently Jess was Darcy‘s daughter. How dare you or steal from me, a woman you don’t know, who has caused no trouble with anyone - you just see the fact that she’s single, and start stealing from her, you all are disgusting - disgusting people. Here is a good spot to mention another yuck thing that the people in Miriam Vale/Colosseum/Agnes Water, did. When I was living here, I felt kind of lucky because for the first time in my life I was living within half an hour of a beach. While petrol prices were kind of rising, and I didn’t have much money for travelling, I tried to get over there as much as possible, and made it 4 or 5 times, to go for a quick swim - which was absolute heaven for me. I can’t begin to explain how happy and lucky I felt, every time I was able to go for a swim at the beach. Anyway, one time on my way back, I had to stop off and get some Mylanta at the chemist in Miriam Vale; and I noticed that they had ‘set up’ a thing, and it was a ‘humiliation thing’. They had specially gotten a farmer, and they were trying to humiliate me infront of him, through sneaky female connection ways. It was just really obvious that they had set this situation up to try to humiliate me. It got me thinking, I mean, is this what they do regularly in other situations; get farmers and try to humiliate me, what is it about farmers, that they get them? I haven’t really done a good way of explaining this humiliation situation here, but it is really to disgusting to go into any more detail, so I’ll just leave it there. And now put a list of all the items that was stolen from me while I lived at Coliseum; Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook TV vandalized on veranda - $800 Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online?) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too 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): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41, Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi, 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole, but someone did) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven woollen cushion $56 Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house $65 (after listing them on facebook market for sale) Pretty sure a few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime $12 When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (Australia -Australia Post related? common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Also, I want to mention; not sure what the issue was here, but one time he came out under the pretence to fix the pump to connect the dam water, and he brought his wife out with him. There was a definite ‘I lose’ vibe going on, so I’m not sure why I would ‘lose’ in that situation? maybe it was because he bought his wife out and I would have to meet her? or maybe it was because his wife had died her hair blond and I usually have problems with blonde women stealing from me? (Hate to say it but it’s true) or maybe it was something else entirely different? I just don’t know? What was the issue, prey tell? By the way he didn’t actually fix the pump, so maybe that was the issue, he came out pretending to fix the pump, he had no intentions of fixing the pump, but just came out wanting to talk to me while he pretended to fix the pump? who knows what motivates people? I find people very weird and peculiar; this is just another example. 4. Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw CLASP for necklace STOLEN So, they left the necklace that Grandpa hand made me, (he was a silversmith), and just took the clasp. 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). Theres that stupid short blonde bimbo again thinking I am not “deserved” of the ‘best’. I did not bother reporting it to the police, because the local police here do not believe anyone up here steals. {stupid too} It was taken of the first day I moved there. I believe it was taken by same girl who was harassing me at Builyan too, 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. (I believe the thieving dogs are doing the same to my current neighbours zombie girl daughter at no 108}. 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). The genius thieves. 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, but I know they did a big ‘thing’ when she died, as in, my life would now be greatly improved, as she is dead.). 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 EXTREMEME TORMENT (like only a musician knows how to do), so could well be Olivia Newton John. 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 or whoever who took this from my bedroom, was NOT invited in. THERE ARE no invites into my life at all, ever, let alone my bedroom. 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, as in ‘reward’ for cleaning, condescending rewards and punishments by STUPID DOGS – got to be landlord dog related. THEY HAVE BEEN DOING IT FOR YEARS. So, 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. BTW, I learnt to cha-cha the year before from a ‘SYTYCD’ learning DVD -brilliant! when I say learnt to cha-cha, what I mean by that is, I learnt one step, and it literally took me months to learn it - that’s how completely uncoordinated I am!! But I had tremendous fun learning it, and when I learnt it, I had tremendous fun choosing fast songs and cha-cha-ing my dinner off, every evening, as fast as I could in the living room!! I also used to do it in the lap pool, really and truly, you should’ve seen how fast I was!! 😁 I really miss doing it, I lost weigt and got fit. But since I’ve had a collapsed arch, just can’t do it anymore. Anyway, I wrote the song name down because I knew I’d forget it, so I could listen to it later too, 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 xxxxxxxxx (I have no idea who…!) but I am left pinning after that song….. 5. QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story So, this photo and blurb was deleted, not only off my computer, but off my back up. It explains how a QLD Rail train used to run through the property where I was living at Colosseum, – Alister Darcy Ward’s farm, and instead of racing through as it usually did (sometimes freight, sometimes passenger, sometimes just a caboose.) The caboose started stopping on the farm, at night, like around 9pm and sometimes 4am. I could hear them, plain as day. I had items stolen, and those rail workers are dodgy as all hell. I did contact Queensland rail about it they said there’s nothing they can do about such things and or their staff. I would like to add, they also did ‘Toll’ signs; (a phenomenon that the dogs have been doing for many years, but is a secret for some reason). After about, 3mnths after I moved there, every time I went into town, which was not that often. Say once a fortnight, I would have to cross a rail way, and after about 3mnths, suddenly, every time I went into town, I would have to stop for a ‘Toll’ Train – that is a train with the word TOLL written in huge blue font on every carriage. Those little boy rail works are messing about with targeted people (like lucky single ladies), and coming up with stupid things; like I have to pay them a toll every time I go into Miriam Vale, – hence why they steal from me – stupid items that have little value to such little boys, they just want to be ‘naughty’ like a pathetic little boy who has a crap mother. Guess what, it is not up to me to rein you in, I am not your crap mother or your most likely no-existent father – get a grip and stop driving people to violent thoughts. BTW, they still do Toll signs at Gin Gin. And it was just the same kind of torment in Gunnedah, and Bundaberg. And guess what, if I choose to go into town and not actually purchase anything – TOUGH TITTIES. That is my prerogative. My right to do so. Do you see what single ladies have to deal with? Most people I encounter are completely clueless about these types of mongrels, and what it’s like for single ladies, with these kinds of social retard’s. Life is hard enough to get by and make a living, but when you add MASS DOG TORMENT, on top of everything, it pretty much makes life impossible. Curse them, curse you all. those dogs are also on social media, and Gumtree, still harassing me. I also discovered at Sarina, it is not “QLD Rail”, but possibly Aurizon. And these are the ones that toot their hoon at all hrs of the night, waking the whole town. At first I thought Aurizon must have been a government run play toy for mongrels, but Aurizon is actually a private company! I wrote to them aswell, to advise management of what their drivers get up to with all their midnight tooting. But it did not make any difference. 6. Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April/May 2019 “Reward for info on my cushion, of 10 Callebaut Chocolate cream truffles.” (After I posted this on FB, someone broke into my house around 5am next day, and stole my chocolate too.) Another stolen item here at Colosseum. This lovely bright woollen cushion was woven by mum. Later, I hand sewed it into a cushion; I made up 2 cushions with the woven cloth. They sat in my bedroom on top of the black recliner chair. Some little bimbo has ‘broke and entered’ into my bedroom at Colosseum QLD, and taken 1 cushion, they left the other. This theft is absurd. The cushions were quite old now, and slightly ‘tatty’. The only person I can think if with motive, for sentimental reasons, is one of my 2 siblings Tomas Bieman or Penny Bieman. But both from different states, and neither has money to travel and steal a cushion. Nor possibly the desire to possess one. Only other option is short blonde bimbo who I have mentioned numerous times, who is obsessed with me. What is wrong with you? get your own goddam weaving mother, and own goddam woven cushion! Oh, I saw Catie Carter on the beach at Agnes, that was when my towel was stolen. She was a textile person…… I think it was her, it was the same person who stole my smorgasboard meal at Port Douglas when I was there 10yrs prior (just some stupid thief bimbo who took my whole full plate after I had left the table to use the bathroom). FUCK OFF you stupid dog. 7. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 8. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Warning, this thieving story is full of offensive swear words – I was mad as hell about it, and still am, I cannot tone it down even 4yrs later. Actually, I purchased 2 tubs of wool fat, to make up my homemade Nettles & Aloes mix (to treat stings), because that company no longer makes it (and it is brilliant – for ant bites, bee / wasp stings, mosquito bites, zucchini leaf itch….) and some bimbo cunt, stole 1 of my tubs. Around about the time it was taken, again, all the way up here in QLD, 1500km away from the farm at Rangari and the plane harassment I had back then, there was a plane flying over, just up from the farm all day, as is always the case whenever they steal from me. (Police have informed me that there is nothing anyone can do about the planes – they don’t seem to acknowledge or realize the correlation between the planes and the thieves – they stupid). And yesterday evening there was a car revving behind the house in bushland (it may have been the neighbour Trevor Bayliss (who lives 1km away and we had not met at that point), or it may have been a recording, like what you see girls from the ABC radio station carry around the streets recording people. – I have seen someone on motorbike follow me around and play loud recordings at Gunnedah, usually it is bird recordings, not car revving). Or possibly landlord related, Darcy Ward or wife Julie Ward. Or the stupid blonde bimbo from Bunnings who follows me around and steals from me. I think I heard her once, claim to be my family, and “families share”. That stupid dog who is stealing from me, IS NOT MY FAMILY, and not sure what kind of family she has, but in my family, we don’t steal from one another. Possibly that stupid dog is from NEGS, as Anna Abbott always used to tell the girls in assembly “we are family” (I could see as she was talking about it, she was being totally evil, and meaning for it be a bad thing, and not a good ‘family thing’, as in, we are family so there is a level of fighting and squabbling which is acceptable – she was speaking and looking directly at those older girls, who were giggling. ENCOURAGING BULLYING. STUPID WOMAN. I believe she could see what was going on in church re the seating. And God knows what else she was referring to. I am certain there was a NEGS girl at my neighbours there at Colosseum when I went around there once. You know I had purchased 2 of these, did that stupid cunty bimbo blonde woman think that I had purchased 1 for me and 1 for her – I bet she did, such is the nature of STUPID WOMEN. I did not purchase 1 for anyone else, I purchased both for me, as it is hard to find this product, so I purchased enough to last my entire life – I did not purchase any for anyone else YOU STUPID WOMAN. Fuck off you stupid thieving cowards. Btw, I have updated this one a few years later, as someone had removed it, and after the Gin Gin police thought I was crazy and making all this theft and harassment up, well, after they had locked me up for 7 days to “determine” if I was crazy, upon discovering I was not crazy, I believe some of them (not the Gin Gin ones) they had tried to do something about the thefts? The plane harassment as greatly reduced, along with the amount of items stolen from me, - mind you they still do it, just not so overtly - I suspect that is because I now live in suburbia, and people will get suspicious if they hear a plane flying over me constantly all day long every day – see back on the farm, no one was there to notice. This is how pathetic cowards they are. An old man told me that it was the then, PM – Prime Minister flying over me harassing me, Turnbull. But I know it is women who are the biggest cowards, plus they are the most stupid, so I suspect a woman is doing the plane harassment, and the thieving?? Oh, Another reason why I think whoever stole that woolfat, was female, was because in the fashion industry, woolfat is used as an iron cleaner. I seem to have a lot of people from the fashion industry harass me, and this could've been taken by one of them, who can see- being the dogs that they are. I saw a neighbour at the units in Sarina acting sus, male, blonde about my age, but egged on and manipulated by bimbo women. I saw a girl with piggy tails driving his car, following me over to Grasstree Beach. He reminds me of some guy I briefly met at a party when I was 18, Tom Skipper? Maybe he is one of the lunatics following me around? If so, fuck off. Also, seeing that girl with piggy tails, I think I remember seeing her at least 3 times in different locations, following me around, she’s short and skinny with bob length hair that she wears in pigtails. Possible prostitute? I think he stole dozens of items while I lived there, or, well, maybe it was my other neighbours? Or maybe all? I have had food stolen, and he would be the type to steal food; the hopeless type that can’t budget for themselves. {I have always said, a man needs a woman way more than a woman needs a man. Now he is paying for his bad bachelor ways ha ha – someone said, that is just personal to me, as its my destiny, as written in my name! they were making a joke; (bieman) bi, as in both female and male in 1. I gave it some thought, I was amused, you can draw your own conclusions}. Also, I mentioned since I keep my laundry powder inside now, I still have it, like none has been taken. But my laundry powder was also taken from when I lived at Gin Gin, on that veranda. So, it must be the same person stealing my laundry powder?? {maybe it’s a known thing amongst thieves; a lot of people in QLD, don’t have laundries, but they have washing machines outside on the veranda or patio- so easy target for washing powder theft??} The police could easily find this out, they keep monumental tabs on everyone, he may have different name now, Dave? The police have already been here about him, as he threw a tantrum outside making heaps of noise, when I mentioned on my blog that I saw him sneaking back into his unit, so, sore looser and guilty. Someone called the police; it was not me. He belongs in jail. Oh, and there was someone in Gunnedah who used to pretend he was an old drunk man, and would walk past me every time I went into town at dads place. I always thought he was an old drunk man, as the servos was in our street, but after 20 years, when I saw him, I realized, an old man would have been dead by then, so it was some little prick trying to be funny. Trying to impress his older sister. I would say, this is the same person. Fuck off you idiot, you belong in jail, I do not know you, we are not friends, we never will be, you are a thieving moron. Zero tolerance for thieves. If I can make jail happen for you, I will. btw, Turnballs daughter, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as that thieving guys sister Sally at NEGS, same year, as Rachael Wainbergs sister, now calling herself Cate Rogers my landlord at Gin Gin – see, a big network of arrogant thieves, literally following me and stealing from me. What the ? And, at new address, there seems to be a qantas plane doing a little harassment here – and really low flying, so I can see it is a qantas plane, and not virgin. 9. Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over This generator was working fine (perfectly) until the pull cord snapped, - no other problem. So, I took it to Bororen Small Engines Mechanics, that guy there (Will Irvine) totally messed it up, so now it doesn’t work at all - because the pull cord that he put on, was way too short - so there’s not enough rotations for it to start. HOPELESS MECHANIC, all it needed was a bloody new pull cord, how difficult could it have been? – more interested in engaging in conflicting relationship with women, such a dysfunction, and a typical character trait of YOUNG perverts – women do it to.) This generator was a really good one, it was worth $1000, was very reliable, very easy to start. I needed it regularly at my last address near Gunnedah, because there were so many blackouts, it was invaluable. Although I have noticed up here in Queensland, there’s no power problems like in New South Wales, at my last address at Rangari, it used to go out at least every week, and sometimes up to 8 hours (once it was for 3 days). I’m pretty sure there was just some little idiot switching off the power off for no reason at all other than to be an attention seeking Nuisance, and of course because I had heaps of items stolen whenever the power went out, it meant my CCTV wasn’t on, so I’m pretty sure whoever was switching power off, was in cahoots with essential energy, and they were deliberately switching my power – stealing from me for no reason, other than, because they can. Bunch of bloody thieving yokels down in that town of Gunnedah. Anyway, I was stuck with a non-working generator. And I did need the generator at Colloseum, because the bloody landlord, Darcy Ward, lied to me and didn’t connect the dam, even though all the pipe and plumbing was in place for it to be connected - he refused to give me any water after saying that he would before I moved in, for my garden. So, I was planning on using my generator to pump water into a pod and bring it up to the garden by car, for emergency supplies. So, with no generator, I had to give up getting water, even though there was water available at the dam. I certainly could not afford to buy a new one, I tried to sell it, and the best price I could get was $50 - I mean, the guy who bought it, was a proper backyard small engine mechanic, so he would’ve got $1000 generator for $50, and all he had to do was put a new pull cord on – life is so easy for some people. By the way I took this case to the Department of fair trading in Queensland - and they were absolutely HOPELESS, guess who the name of the person, trying to sort the problem was: Vanessa Ward, WARD, same name as my little shit landlord. [But also, I’ve taken a 2nd case on a separate matter to the Department of fair trading Queensland, and they didn’t help out in any way for that one either, they’re just pretending to be a Department of fair trade - people go there every day, take home salaries, but they don’t actually do anything.] So far since I have moved to QLD, they have cost me around $1500 in local thieving business's.(later at Gin Gin, the sewing machine mecahnic cost me $1500 for a sewing machine - you know, I don't think he was even a mechanic, he was the shop girls husband, trying to steal money of people. Is this the standard everywhere in QLD, everyone just pretending to have an occupation? {later, the car mechaninc in Sarina - not a real mechanic., just a thief} Department of fair trading New South Wales was brilliant - over a 20yr. period, I have so many people trying to rip me off, especially in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I mean maybe it’s my long curly hair, but I’ve taken just over 100 cases to Department of fair trading New South Wales, and guess what, I’ve won every single one, there wasn’t one person that didn’t give me my money back after it was after ‘stolen’ from me in one way or another. 10. MY Container, Stolen from Colosseum farm by Female Local Dogs (with my plants in it) This was the container that was stolen on my rental farm, at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, QLD. It was in my shade house at the farm Lowmead Rd, and they took this container and filled it up with my plants that I had growing in the shade house (native tubestock plants) so, stole the plants and the container. Can you believe that? Such a fucking mongrels. I’m pretty sure I heard female voices at the time of the theft, at 1-3 am in the morning. Most people think it’s men who steal, but in my experience, it’s always women. I only knew very limited amount of people when I moved there, I’d only been there about three months at that point. So, I knew the landlord‘s wife Julie Ward, my jobs provider in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, (one had totally blonde hair, the other one looked like Catherine from Image Clothing) – (Image clothing that was shut down due to dodgy business practices), they were both very suspect in my opinion. But also, I had my plants on Facebook marketplace, selling them, and so it could’ve been anyone in the area who knew where I lived (I didn’t tell anyone where I lived OFCOURSE) but in small communities people find out these types of things, so they could’ve seen the plants on Facebook and thought, “I know where she lives, let’s go and steal them.” I mean this is how bimbo women think, they’re so fucking stupid I can’t believe it. They have no thought at all, that they are going to actually have to pay for it, on a spiritual level, that knowledge doesn’t even enter into their stupid little heads - and believe me, they will have to pay for it. Stupid. You can’t actually see the writing on the container, but it says Gunnedah Recycling, it’s a really old crate from 30 years ago, no longer used, from when dad lived at 18 Henry Street Gunnedah (now sold to strangers). You can still see the 18 on it, so that 18 and “Gunnedah recycling” will still be written on it, and someone in this area in Queensland, now has this container. So, folks go on, go out there hunt them down, go droning. And severely fine them. Mongrel thieves. 11. FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD I had 2 of these tools . They stole one, and left the other – perhaps they thought, the 2nd was ‘spare’ – especially for them? Such arrogance. I did extensive flyscreen work, on this rental, all their windows and doors had been broken and vandalized. The landlord told me his son did it, and that’s why he kicked him out, and I was now living there. (His other son commited suicide, and was possibly still lurking around the farm). It was part of our rent agreement, that I would fix and replace the windows and doors, which I did. And I can see why he needed me in there to do it, as it required a lot of good communicating with the door manufacturer up in Gladstone – something in retrospect, that landlord did not possess. So someone, as in some DOG, has seen me using it, and thought ‘oh, how easy, I could fix all my windows too’. And so have without any thought of wrong doing, simply helped themself to my 2nd one. Thieves. 12. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Someone collected about 20 of these, and placed them at the base of the steps at my house at Colosseum, in the hopes that I would walk on them with my bare feet. At a couple of my last addresses in Gunnedah, catheads were prolific. Catheads were a major weed, particularly at the Tulcumbah house. (Cell grazing – so much better way of raising cattle) infact you wouldn’t believe how big the catheads got at that place, honestly, they were size of a $.20-$.50 coin easy, lethal. So, anyway when I saw them at the base of my steps. I knew somebody had placed them there, because those Catheads don’t grow at that farm at all, there are no catheads there - it’s not a weed in that area. And because things like this have happened in my past, but I just thought that they were, you know, catheads growing as a weed, that I have accidentally trod on. It wasn’t until I saw this pile of catheads at the base of my steps, when I realised someone (an unknown person, an unknown coward) is literally going and getting these painful items in the attempts that I will tread on them. I believe again this will be NEGS related, going back to church. Desperate retards. For Christ sakes, I haven’t met one man that hasn’t been into this kind of thing - so go and find a man and stop picking on women - this is the epitome of cowardly behaviour. BTW at my next address in Gin Gin, someone did exactly the same thing with African Thorn Bush African boxthorn - Lycium ferocissimum. They went and got a whole heap of those long lethal thorns, (they look just like big old rusty nails), and lined them all UPRIGHT all across the path - only lucky I always watch where I am going with my head down, but one went through my Hush Puppies, missing my big toe by ½ cm. They are like big giant nails. So, this is just another two examples of how my feet kept getting being attacked, and why I still can’t walk, and have not been able to walk properly for five years, since my arch collapsed, in 2017. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. I want to update this story I have talked about the same issue except done in a different way, in a very passive aggressive manner, in a kind of dance like manner; where one person can distract the other person and kind of waltz them around the room (and into an object), they are usually they're in the same room together, but not necessarily - so they'll be some people now going what the? what is she talking about - she's not making any sense, and for those people (so many of you on FB), I would just like to point out you are completely naive about what can go on in the human dynamic situation. Because, I have since learned that this phenomena is actually a thing in life now, it's called ‘coercive control’. It's what sometimes happens in domestic abuse situations, one scenario of it involves one spouse getting the other to say or speak in a manner that they wouldn't normally, in affect one person is using the other person like a puppet (the old man at Sarina unit complex used to do it – no wonder he is not married, arshole). And it can come about because one person is asleep at the wheel and letting herself (or himself) be manipulated, but it can also come about because one person has extreme trust for the other, so they don't think they will do anything ‘bad’ , and so they put themselves purposefully in their spouses hands. I'm not a person who is so easily manipulated especially around other people because I'm on guard, but those dogs found a time when I am not on guard, and that is when I'm on my own. I'm way more relaxed, and thus was open for manipulation. So, I believe I was ‘walked’ on to my lethally sharp carding pick at Kookaburra Park, it was near the window. It also happened before at Rangari when I was standing next to a big window, I trod on a knitting needle, it was like an arrow that went into my foot. I just know evil forces were at play then. There's a few other instances like the metal bathtub at kookaburra Park; it had a whole with sharp metal scrapings, and I cut my finger, I didn't feel like it was an accident, I felt it was done deliberate by someone who knew that that bathtub had that metal issue there. So that would either be Cate or Win or the neighbours? And see with Cate and Win, it would have been a competition to show off, as to who could be the most manipulative, and the most coercive. I find a lot of couples are like that, they enter into this stupid competition; if one person is a bitch, the other person will try and bitch match them. Another indication of the stupidity of humans. So, when I first wrote about it this, story involving African Thorn bush, I didn't know about coercive control, and I just said it was domestic abuse taken to a whole new level, but at the time, the pain stopped. I suddenly didn't have any more ‘accidents’ So I definitely hit the nail on the head with that story. I don't know how it stopped, whether someone knew who was doing it and spoke to them? or whether the person doing it thought that they were sneaky and getting away with it - thinking that I didn't know what they were doing, and once they knew that I was onto them, it wasn't any fun for them anymore? I don't know. But I believe it hasn't happened in quite some time whereas before, since about 2015, no actually, I think it goes back further to JJJ, when I used to listen to the radio in 1995? And especially when I was moving around after I left Rangari. It happened a lot. it's like the person doing it was literally following me from address to address? And whoever this person is - they belong in jail. I did mention on my blog when I was living at Colosseum, I had a visit by three people on the last day that I was there, I took a photo of them, I had my bodycamera on, and a little birdie late told me that one of them was a boy that went to my school at Limbri, so maybe it's this little retard delinquent who is following me around? I don't know, but I tell you, getting a photograph of everybody who crosses your path is essential for living a normal healthy life. Anyway, so I believe because of the “competition” factor, (because some little idiot must not have been able to use coercive control on me), they then went and got the thorns and the cat heads and deliberately put them somewhere where I would have no choice but to tread. So, while I say the ‘accidents’ have mostly stopped, the dogs may know how to manipulate my back (?) as I do have a back problem, it involves fascia. I just know this would be a thing for women who work in the health sector, sadistic ones, to try and manipulate somebody's fascia, to cause problems. I believe actually that's what they have been doing in 2024/2025, and intern there are people who see what they do, and then try to stop them: it's like the whole thing has got nothing to do with me, I just have to bear the pain. Again, writing about it seems to resolve the situation. So, I'd like to point out that these people are doing this to me, are complete strangers, I do not know them. They are not in my life. We do not talk ever; let alone would they know me well enough to harbour a personal grudge that would evoke a personal attack like this. Did I kill your pet? Did I steal your partner? Did I burglarize your house? GET A GRIP OF REALITY (I can’t believe how stupid the police are either). How fucked in the head Australians are? Major dysfunctional problems. Get out of my life you useless worthless bimbo raised retard. 13. Ornamental Pink Melaleucas, plus my Recycling Tub STOLEN from my Shade House near Miriam Vale April 2019 And, yeah, I've got nothing else better to do this morning than post this. So, this is what the local backwards cunt little girls in this rural area of Miriam Vale / Colosseum, Queensland, Australia do: came to my house at night at least 2 of them, (after I had listed I had some Melaleucas for sale on Facebook market place), and they stole my large 100L plastic plant container, and get this; to use it, to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE disrespect by retarded nonthinkers who have been raised by stupid mother bimbos in dysfunctional family units. HOPELESS mothers, hopeless families in Australia. I am so sick of others peoples dysfunction. Get a FUCKING BRAIN. Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Some years later, had a neighbour at Sarina who I recognised from Miriam Vale, I saw her under ones of those big trees at Miriam Vale, short, black curly hair, maybe abo. At Sarina she did cleaner work 7days on 7days off. And at that time I had my figure 8 clasp returned to the middle of the floor in that unit one night. So I am thinking it was her?? Has a partner who does not work. Btw, the plastic box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, an old one that is no longer used by them. It has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address – 18 Henry st). It will be easy to spot in someones backyard, and -I’ve joined the Facebook local drone club, so someone’s gonna spot it, and the thief is gonna cop it. I recalled more info about this when looking through my photos of shade house: after I first posted a Wisteria plant on Facebook market place (I have a business Farm Plants and Seeds), with a photo of the tub next to the wisteria, and other plants, then it was stolen AND someone at MIRIAM VALE pm, me about it – about the tub specifically, - unfortunately the message was deleted from my Messenger, otherwise, I would name and shame them, it was probably them, I recall it was an older female. STUPID CUNT LITTLE GIRL. BTW the tubes of ornamental Melaleucas that were STOLEN - are rare in area, so if you see them in someone’s garden, you will know it was them. I have joined a local drone group - WATCH OUT. Also, by the way, when I had to redo my whole blog (due to Wix antics), as I was writing this one; some scraggy women, kind of came up to me outside my unit at Sarina, and went “thankyou”, but in a really trashy like way! She seemed to do it for no particular reason, so I’m going to take it as a ‘sign attempt’, telling me that someone really trashy stole my plants. Lol Actually, I find this happens a lot, woman coming up to me or near me and stating “thankyou” or “sorry”, and then wondering off straightaway, so I am left wondering who the hell was that and why was she thanking me, or apologising in such a weird coy manner? 14. Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police. Actually, I will put the full story here, because there’s quite a few things that I noticed about this that didn’t make any sense, and there seemed to be quite a lot of people involved, not just some stupid little girl from Facebook as what it looks like on first glance. (The police are so easily tricked). I sold my old iPod which was not working for me, or iTunes was misbehaving so it would not work for me. Sold for a really cheap price, - so it did work, but I could not use it in conjunction with iTunes, thus rendering it pointless for me personally. But someone on facebook wanted it. It was someone with a fb photo of a family with baby – a very sweet photo. Unfortunately, I didn’t do (forgot) a factory reset, and this buyer managed to obtain my credit card details via this iPod, somehow - not entirely sure how, as I did not use this iPod for purchases or interment (?) When I sold it to her, she said her mother would be home, she gave me an address at Agnes Water, BUT later I saw that address was not a residential house, it was a backpackers /holiday house. And on the day, an old lady took the iPod from me (but, it would have been her who posted the fake photo of herself); and at the time there was this younger woman riding past me on a bike, waving to me quite vigorously (it was weird, I did not know her) she had two kids riding behind her; but I’m pretty sure I later recognised that woman who was waving vigorously at me, from a number of times when anything with stolen at certain shops, and that lady who is probably in her early 40s / late 30s, quite pretty, slim, well dressed- and if I told anyone she was a thief, no one would believe me. So, I don’t know what she had to do with it, but she had something to do with it. Plus, I later saw her on a Netflix tv show, it was an Australian vet show – it would not surprise me in the least if Australian dog actresses are trying to steal from me. So the girl on facebook said her name was Monique Jade Bahgallah, I suspect that’s not a real name, but some old lady posing as a young girl on Facebook who wanted my iPod (how she knew I would not do a factory reset is another question – she is probably DOG). Anyway, so she got my details she booked a flight online for $750 - so that amount was missing off my credit card. I contacted the bank and the bank said that they made a mistake and refunded me the full amount. But they wouldn’t give me any more details about it, as I suspect they know exactly who the person is who took that money, they know their name. And the business (Flight Centre) who took the payment, they absolutely refused to cooperate too, because they would most definitely have a name, and passport, and they refused to give me the name, and they refused to give the police the name either – when I asked them why, the girl said because they want to protect their customers (they are disgraceful moral-less company). So theft is going on, and they are allowed to get away with it - basically the people who can do something about it just don’t. I’m not sure whether they don’t want to ‘rock the boat’? or if they want to protect the stupid bitch who stole from me, as she may have been under age – but I know that is simply not true. Maybe the old lady thief has a lot of friends who protect her for some strange reason, (maybe she puts out!)? I am not sure of their reasons - but they can do something about it, and they just don’t. Silver platter - Monique Jade Balgowlah from Agnes Water forum go get. 15. Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Suspicious 2 men and 1 blonde woman who came round at Colosseum possible thieves, and or Julies dogs? Pavlovs Dogs? – she who is the sweetest, gets the dogs! These maybe the guys here on Monday who stole my floss? They said they were my landlords son, but they were dodgy as, turn up a day before I left. There was a girl too, but can’t see her on screen in my security camera. Sly. These could’ve been the people who drive around that country road whenever I ventured anywhere, like it was a very quiet rural location, yet when I would leave the property and shut the gate, suddenly there were five cars that would drive past. And of course, I would have things taken, so it is no doubt that those hoons hang around out there, and would come onto my place after I’d left and steal things (locked gate) and you know, they would nosy around - people (idiots) who don’t mind their own business. Also, those 3, kind of implied, well accused me, of stealing the landlords timber slabs. AS IF. And, later I was advised (possibly by the police), that the little one in the photo, is one of the dogs that follows me around everywhere I go, and works for women who steal from me. He possibly went to Limbri public school, same as me when I was 5/6yrs old. Completely nuts. I did have landlord problems at this house, aside from theft, one of the most disturbing incident I saw, was either the landlord or the farmhand (maybe the landlords wife, who knows) got an old truck, and was driving around just outside the yard, and he/she was going down the hill, and back up around onto the driveway outside my house, on the farm, and he/she did this all day, no kidding, all day, there was no point, no stock herding or anything, just mindless driving in circles - I wish I took a video and put it on YouTube to show you what kind of nutters I have to deal with as a tenant. I don’t have any rights to march out there and tell them to fuck off. I just can’t do it as a tenant, unless be prepared to be booted out. When that’s the only thing that needed to be said in that situation. FUCK OFF. 16. Ubobo Cat This is a review in my “Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps”, but I had to a whole new photo story for it, a it really shows the true nature of most women. This petrol station/corner store, has a big HUGE chocolate brown cat who lives there, it sprawls out in the car park, where everyone drives up to get petrol! So, all the customers have to dodge it. The girl that works here skims the cream of each bottle they sell, for the cat!! Unbelievable. The owner is a genuine good guy, helps customers and his friendly to all, (just naive about women, having said that, I find most women are totally clueless about the true nature of men…and its only women who had no brothers growing up, are the ones that get married!!). That cat would simply lay out in the middle of the drive way parking area, not only was he big with a big fluffy tail, but he was brown - most unusual. I’ve never seen a brown cat before or since. BTW, she was not even careful with the cream jar, like if it had a drip down the side, she just put the lid back on and then turn it round the other way on the shelf, so customers couldn’t see it! Same as the previous page, I will now put here a little collage showing stolen items, that have not already been mentioned. I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Go to 'Items Stolen From me at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD'

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 very quiet (just how I like it) 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, and then 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 – the 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 – even at the lights. 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 ago!! ), 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. Why have the police not done this? Oh, I know, they are too busy stalking me – and plotting how they can “get me”. Bloody police preying on the innocent and letting the real thieves go Scot-free. Seriously, they would catch so many people doing this, like they could do a onetime sting with 50,000-100,000 police trained for the sting, on one day, in multiple spots – and somehow getting them not to squelch the plan to the criminals beforehand. Then once they caught them, fine them and instead of jail time make them do compulsory ethics class of some sort – I don’t know, maybe make them read my blog – the whole thing! – creative solutions are what can stop the thieving mentality – they are children mentality. I am trying to say: Get off your arse and do something about it. Stop trying to play cat and mouse games with people you can catch rather than people you should be catching – the criminals. Stop taking the easy path you hopeless narcs. 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, especially in Gunnedah. It was unbelievable when I moved to Gin Gin at first, I drove in to Bundaberg, parked the car – and NOTHING in it was stolen!! First time in years, years. But, it did not take long, after a year or so, same thing as in Gunnedah – stupid female dogs steal from it. Same as Mackay, 3 yrs this time, it took, no 4 2022 I moved up here, now 2026 – mm 4yrs, that’s a record. I have had many items stolen from my locked car. Possibly there have been people / police who have done this, seen the thief, but done nothing about it, as they think it is funny. Only the other day, collecting a plant in Mackay from a Facebook market place seller; my car was in their drive way, and while I was around the side of the house talking to this woman’s husband, who grew the plant, some little dog broke into my car and took a screw from the centre dash. Just 1 was missing. I heard them, heard my car door, but the woman blocked my view when I quickly stuck my head out, so could not see – that woman was protecting bimbo thief. Shame on her – that stupid cunt. Her Facebook name was Irene Walker, but you know she looked very suss, like that woman I saw in the bank, in Gunnedah, who said her name was (dads old secretary – not dads personal secretary, the whole office secretary), actually I do not know her name. And she sounded like the woman I had just been talking to at Centrelink complaints re dads fake trust fund – so it could have been her that egged dad on? –she must have got a job at Centrelink after the dep of Ag moved to Orange? What a manipulative bitch. Btw, her “partner” she called him, sold me sun jewels, and omg, the best flowering plant I have seen so far up here in the subtropics/tropics. I think that guy was stalking me the next day – could have been a Telstra look alike? Telstra are incahoots with tv/movie industry, the sponsor a lot of shows. Maybe that’s Centrelink’s attempt at an apology; mess your whole life up with thieves who think your rich; but here, here are some flowers. What the hell is wrong with her? 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 there were hundreds), 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 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’, so entice them to join “the force”. 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. There are a lot of ‘problem police’. I later go on to talk about the police, as they are proving to be a problem for me (I guess same reason why a woman ought not marry a police officer, as if she wants to leave, he can use his position of power against her) – same thing, just no actual relationship taken place. Delusional police. 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, since their parents never did. {I realize those arsholes appear different than the little dogs who follow me and steal – the police think those ones are cute, sweet, funny, and having innocent fun – which is why they get protected – I know, differently - those sweet little women are ARSHOLES too. Wake up police. Stop blaming the victim for the crime. Geez, sometimes I personally feel, like I myself, am walking entrapment; “there’s a poor single woman, a poor single women, WOW! it’s our favourite thing, steal from her steal from her!!”. Stupid trashy women who steal and Police inclusive. IDIOTS. Actually, here is a good spot to further talk about the police and their issues. They have been showing me history. I say this rather than “I have been watching history shows” - there is a difference. But, I can see this ‘police issue’ goes way back. I mean everyone’s heard of the lunatic asylums and all the abuse that used to go on in those places, against women. But, I discovered, it even goes back further than that. There was an institute built in 1818, at Parramatta, in fact this story is so bizarre and weird, that I wasn’t even sure it’s true, so but because I know how these people operate, I did a quick google search, and sure enough, it’s true. So, there is a building still standing today at Paramatta, built in 1818 (sandstone building, beautiful, stunning stonework – I wondered who built it? I did not include the free image of it here, as even though the copyright had expired and the image is in the public domain, the place who had the image available to download- requested, that the place where it was downloaded from – so THEIR WEBSITE, be stated alongside the image – omg shove yourself up your arse!! Such vanity/arrogance: Self-Regard – wiki – I will give them attrition for their egos – tyrannical egos! -it must wiki incahoots with police re fake speeding tickets, major computer nerd problems – no commonsense). Free is free. Anyway, the institute wasn’t for lunatics, and it wasn’t for criminals. It was for women they didn’t know what to do with, so unmarried women. They called it a Workhouse - actually based on what the English did to woman convicted of petty crimes, or women who caused problems, (like if a woman had a tattoo – she clearly belonged in one of those Workhouses)…..or a woman who rubbed a police officer or gov official up the wrong way – a punishment house. And there were 5 others built in Australia too. So, the Matrons would class all the women who were sent there, classed them, depending on what circumstances brought them there. {omg, this is just what the dogs do – if you read my Blog – the one at Tulcumbah! Oooh, such jealousy the dogs have of other women} 3rd class was for the really bad women, whoever they were…. she would have hard physical labourers activities to do. But all of them were treated badly and were kept under tight control and supervision. They were made to shave their heads as a form of humiliation punishment. They were often starved. So, the whole thing really was just about control and wanting to supervise women who didn’t have anybody else to do it, and most probably slave labour. Like, not only the government, but seemingly the whole of society back then thought that every woman should have a commander. (!) A husband or boss. Now, I have met women in my life, who indeed, DO need a supervisor – they are crap people who cannot think properly and as a result cause problems for other people. Like Cathy Goldman, and the stupid short blonde bimbo who follows me around and steals from me. Those 2 ought to be locked up for sure, plus others – the stalking Toyota Hilux girl…the list goes on. That girl in the Hilux could be this girl from the central coast; her dad had a holiday house next door to my grandmothers, which was usually always vacant, but when I was about 9 (?), I met her, and she came over to our house and we spent the day playing – if I recall, she was a little nuts back then too. I won’t say here what my grandmother had to say about her. I can’t remember her name, but I get the same weird nuts vibe from that stalker up here, plus I saw her in Gunnedah, I think, she was working at the chemist – trying to sell me something I did not want. Literally a stalker, a stalking female nutter. Stalked me up to Gunnedah, and now to QLD. What the ? Also, I had this story “Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story”, and I changed the image last year to all heels, before then it was an image of a secretary girl in heels. I changed it because I thought the girl looked a bit too much like a prostitute, it was just too provocative for my story. I no longer have that image, so can’t check, I remember getting the image online it was a free image; in retrospect looking back, I'm not 100% sure, but I'm pretty sure, that woman who was looking like a prostitute, is the same girl as this Hilux STALKER ? Computer nerds perverts know everything about me, they would know about that girl, and they would encourage her – finding it amusing. No coincidence I found that FREE IMAGE. And in fact, I think it's related to the whole COVID-19 cash grants money; eBay stole pretty much all of it from me via spas; like I just wanted a inflatable spa, I purchased one and it broke, ($1200), so I purchased another one thinking that it was faulty, but it turned out that they were American and they just don't work here, so they refunded me for 1 but not the other, and I still had to buy another one too, it was a total scam. Recently I have seen 4 people selling inflatable spa bars on FB MP, I get the strong feeling that that money that was stolen from me back then was given to given to this girl, I think there's must be 4 of them, she must have a partner, and a couple friend duo. So, this is what they do: follow me around looking for opportunities of how to steal from me. So now other people can see them doing it, and have got behind them, and are helping them steal, (probably cunts who are pissed off with their lives so they hopped on this bandwagon), no wonder I feel like I'm surrounded by morons. Ebay: you messed up. Image was stated online as FREE IMAGE, not free now, but $1200 tomorrow. You have been, and still are being taken as a fool, by these trashy criminals. And not sure if it's related, but that car in the Google Maps screenshot (by the way Google Maps have their logo all over their image, if you look closely - so actually no need for attrition at all because you can see their logo), anyway that little Subaru car was always parked right there in that spot outside dads house for many years, I saw the guy from the mechanic shop next door get in and drive off one day, after work, so I assumed it’s his car. Now this is the part which I don't know is related or not but that car is exactly the same car as that girl from school, Cate Cameron, - her parents gave her a car on her 18th birthday while she was still at school, she would use it to drive up to school from Walcha. I have mentioned her previously, re her problem stealing as a child. I feel this stalker lunatic girl needs to be “released” from me – like she needs to see, that following me is not what her life ought to be about. Maybe this story will help. Anyway, but for most normal women, this Workhouse concept, of forced prison and tyranny is UNACCEPTABLE. So, note it was women running the Workhouses, women, who play this game of SUPERIORITY. “I am better than you”. It’s their favourite thing in life; people play this game with me all the time still today. And they’re so childish about it; it’s like their naive nature is what makes them so cruel; they can’t see how inappropriate they are. Their bimboness blinds them. Very similar to today with the girls who stalk me. Including the blonde mothers on Facebook; incahoots with the police – your bimboness blinds you; don’t you have anything better to do than stalk me and plan how you can steal from a poor person?? The fact that you don’t is how I know how stupid you are. Busy people are the reliable honest ones. Stalkers are bored lazy arsholes who really belong locked up. {Could the very smart women who have decided they need to show me that they like playing ‘tyrannical and superior’, but are not stupid – please stop, you will not be able to change my mind on this whole ‘bimboness blindness’ thing, I have experienced too much of it in life.} And the pram in the above image below came in a Christmas sale catalogue emailed from T&R Sports (never heard of them, it was spam, computer nerds send me spam on a daily basis at pertinent times – very annoying – never subscribed…SPAM – JUNK MAIL – NOT COPYRIGHT IMAGES – YOU STUPID POLICE – PAY IT BACK). 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! Some thieves are really predicable and stupid, despite how sneaky they are. And I did do a separate story for this next one with a screenshot of the movie thumbnail /add poster for movie, but the stoopid movie people (may have been wannabe movie people, police even), were hounding me claiming copyright on their add poster {which is ABSURD, an ad}. Infact so stupid that I no longer wanted to put an ad for their movie on my Blog, nor do I watch any movies at all now. I do not have much tolerance for stupidity or greed. {So lately, from about mid-2025, and 2026, all of a sudden they have been doing this image thing; on my back monkey stuff about all my images on my blog, I think all they really want for each image is to have description, so they can lay their dog territorial personality at rest – their dysfunction requiring explanation! So, I will be doing MY blog, how I see fit. I do not steal other people’s images or art, you little stupid dogs. Keep your mental health problems out of my life. Anyway, after watching this movie last year, I was inspired to write 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 than petty theft; 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. But there is a definite relationship between “tyrannical arsholes on your back” and reacting by lashing out with a crime of some sort. This was easily realized after police in Mackay inflicted themselves on me in stalking abuse of power situation – let’s hope none of the police in Mackay have kids – because they are raising criminals. THEY do not know how to do it. In my opinion, the root cause of the crime ought to be sort, there are enough bloody hall monitor dogs to do it, and that ‘tyrannical arshole’ ought to be locked up too. That is what I would do if I were PM. Crap parents: parenting jail for you. Crap boss’s: morals and ethics jail for you… so many crap people….. 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)

Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that Life Stories P15 Screenshot of my Wix Fabric Website 1. Double-barred Finch - Taeniopygia bichenovii (my CHANEL Birds) I called them my CHANEL birds….as they are so stylish and smart in their brown and Ivory tailored suits! I loved watching these little birds at Rangari, they were so cute! There were dozens darting around on my veranda, they had little nests in the pandora and jasmine vines. When I moved 700km up to Queensland, to Builyan, the backyard of my rental had an old large walk in Avery, and guess what, there were these little CHANEL birds; they would come and go out of this Avery frequently, maybe once upon a time the owner used to keep them in there? who knows. But there were hundreds of them, and guess what, I noticed these CHANEL birds were slightly different from the CHANEL birds near Gunnedah. The ones in Queensland were taller, just slightly, and slimmer, also slightly! After I moved from Builyan to Gin Gin and Sarina, – no more Finchys! They must only like the heat of the inland. I did put up a bird feeder for them, but its been there for months and no birds have even ventured near L They are near impossible to photograph because they’re always fluttering about. I didn’t get any good photos at all. I did manage to get a little video, albeit bad quality (not sure why my camera footage is so bad actually), but I put it on YouTube anyway. I did this little collage too in ode to them! 2 . The Dedicated Lifestyle of Copying me. Some People are so Weird in their Dysfunction. I had to do a story about this strange phenomenon of copying what I do. The phenomenon of copying me has been going on for years, particularly in the craft world, but things like that don’t matter at all - it’s human nature to see something really cool, and be psyched about it and want to try and make one too. I do it frequently. (I certainly do not condone copying someone’s artwork exactly and calling it yours, which happens – stupid young bimbos). But I am not really talking about that today, I am talking about seeing what I purchase, then wanting one too, and if it’s no longer available, or they don’t want to spend money on such item, then they will just steal my purchase through the post before it reaches me. There are certain couriers who will help the girls steal in this manner. Fastway does it, and some of the post mail contractors will do it, (no convictions of anyone) and of course, they can break into my mail locker (I was informed they have keys for all my padlocks and can break-in at any time, on any whim they get.) plus, I think that bimbo has an exact replica of all my good things, and I suspect, that’s how the chips appear, she is a careless bimbo who inevitably ends up with chips in her crockery, so she replaces my good one for her chipped one, at least 4 times now this has happened. That person or people has turned this copping into a dedicated lifestyle. I don’t think anyone has pointed out to her how dafty she is for copying me. So, I am now; DAFT. I want to add here also copying members of my family, as in people in the community see what my family do, how they treat me, and then they copy them. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so, it must be an important issue. I’ve mentioned my siblings stole my bag one Christmas, as well as an old Fur Stole, I mean it could’ve been the dogs trying to make it look like it was either Penny or Daniel, or well, even Tomas’s wife Melanie. But specifically, after those items were stolen, I had many many many more items stolen. I mean it could’ve been Daniel, and so then Heath Barwick, Daniels friend, (naive Daniel), has just copied Daniel (no convictions). So, he continued stealing from me for years. I mean this is the stupidity that goes on in the community. I just can’t believe, the older I get, how stupid people are. And it’s not just the stealing. It’s like if my siblings behave disrespectfully to me, which they do, they’re little shits sometimes, members of the community will copy them too, sometimes in exactly the same manner. Then this total copping factor goes much deeper. I know people in the community will copy movies exactly, like Fight Club. I can’t begin to tell you the number of problems I’ve had with food sabotage - they’re just disgusting, and the boys who work at Gunnedah Woolworths are the worst, but still get up to food spoilage in Bundaberg, and possibly at Mackay- they sign that they are sabotaging and contaminating the food. Once I had urine put in my water bottle, (that would have been a neighbour at Gin Gin or my landlords 10 yr old son) I mean disgusting stupid little copycats. There’s one bimbo in particular from Australian Tv industry, I’ve mentioned her before, she was in the hallway at the nursing home - she looked like the Maltese girl at Bonds, pretty sure NOT her, but a look alike. She regularly appears on television doing dog signs, saying that she put cockroaches in my pies, or mice, spits – she is seriously mentally ill, and should be in JAIL. Rack off you stupid dog – I am not talking to you. Once they did signs that they were going to give me monkey meat. I feel like I’m surrounded by disgusting people constantly who have no brain. I don’t know if this is related, but at school there was a bullying incident, it was long forgotten as far as I’m concerned, but 5 yrs later at school, there were 3 girls, who, in effect, ‘stole’ my and my 3 friends, roles as chapel Lieutenant! - after 6mnths, they saw us doing it, and they wanted to do it to. Typical little copycat girls. This situation I’ve been writing about just reminds me of that incident at school, those girls would’ve stolen it out of jealousy, and I’ve never thought it would have been the same girls, but I have just been reminded about a certain incident involving Charlotte, Amy and Sophie Powell -and as one of those girls that stole the chapel lieutenant position was Amy Powell, I’m thinking other thefts in all these years since, might be related - if so, she really needs to get her own life and stop obsessing over me. I think that family may consist of females only – definite imbalance. Possible dishdraw theft? Or that may have been Wainberg’s sister? I just bet the person who stole those shoes above , was the person who stole my dishdraw – jealous dog. Although I noticed certain people in life, who see something that has happened, like a slight injustice like that, have heard about it somehow, and then recreate the situation, but with different people - they literally do this. Sickoes, I would think there’s something wrong with them and their heads, to do that. 3. The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces This has been a problem, way before I started to take note of why, and what was actually going on in the situation. And, when it comes to these types of issues, dad, has really not been a problem, until, 2005; {because I felt, he was manipulated by female dogs; he was weak}. I had to briefly move back in with him, after I left rmit in Melbourne, as I had nowhere to live. Mum had died by this point. So, I noticed, I had certain old men in the community copying dad - I think I might know what that was about – around that time, I used to visit the online library catalogue, and borrow heaps of books, I like knowing about things that I do. (This was before the library incident, if you read “Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines” – as I can no longer go the library, thankgoodness for google now. So, l went to the library to borrow that book “The Games People Play" they had to order it in, they did not have it. Because I’m aware that people play stupid power games, but really have no idea what they do (as someone who is healthy and has common-sense, stupid power games is not something I get off on, nor did I really ever take much of an interest in other people’s psyche, but probably felt it would be an area I should know about, given the problems I was having from the community re harassment and thieving). But all they got in, at the Gunnedah library was a book about children’s games like hopscotch, they didn’t have the other version, if it exists? and refused to get it in for me. This was the time I was having monumental problems with a whole lot of cars parked outside my house in Henry st (like about 10), and they would rev theirs cars all at once and suddenly leave at specific times, repeated often, plus verbal harassments, and theft. I was there for about 5mnths before I was ‘saved’ with an offer of another house out of town. I was doing the Horticulture course at the Tafe every day, while I was there. The car thing is a bit hard to explain, but it was a ‘thing’, designed to manipulate. Also in this time people, young men would come down to my house and let dogs out – they looked like stray bulldogs from the pound? At the time I remember thinking, did he just go and break them out of the pound and decide to drop them in the middle of town, so as to be ‘free’? I had no idea at the time of what he was up to, – and he was up to something, very offensive. Heaps of other things happened outside where I was living there, major problems from many young hooligan type people in the community, let alone what was going on inside; So, other men in the community who respect Dad, as he knew practically everyone. They copy him, they see his game and want to play too, people like Coll Atkinson and Peter Lee from the Tafe, also Mark Kesby (the pin) and that old man from the 2nd hand shop, heaps of others - weakness at a whole new level. I believe this is a game specifically for old men, but since many people could see the game, they all wanted to play. So, I believe that’s what everyone in the whole town was doing; playing power games with me, just so I understood – no book necessary. We'll show you. We'll teach you a lesson. Fuck them all and they’re all be going to hell - stupid little people. (And so, some of those men would just be the tools. Gunnedah council girls / Gunnedah local radio / Gunnedah Art gallery GUILTY – burn in hell). So, back in 2005, these ‘games’ that dad played, were basically, I felt, a form of abuse, I felt like I was the victim of domestic violence at the time, just not in the usual way that people associate with abuse, i.e., sexual or physical. It was psychological torment in the form of bullying, ‘social’ abuse (gang mentality) I will give you examples of his power games (bear in mind, there are many more examples that other people do, that I DO NOT WANT TO LIST); Using a “stand over” phase and intimidation, with looks and gestures, in order to manipulate or make feel inadequate. Verbally abusing things, I care about, pets, to me when drunk. Making issues out of things I know he does not really care about () fight fight fight Making me think I’m crazy. Not acknowledging things that are going on – undermining my opinion, and disbelieving me. Making me feel guilty, and using humiliation to do so. Not taking my concerns seriously. “Ti-ti” verbal negative comments, and passive aggressive face pulling re my choice of clothing. Interfering with my property - territorial issues. And I am pretty sure he had help to accomplish all these ‘games’ - completely manipulated by women on the local ABC, (Billy Baxter?) and dog hoons in Gunnedah, I think they do signs to him about me, shaming him. (Cathy Goldman is probably involved - many dogs from that school, NEGS, who try to blame dad for all my problems, rather than the school I went to and the dogs from that school who follow me wherever I go, (and still do in 2023). So, while I was staying at Dads then, they saw it as an opportunity to manipulate dad, so he could take the blame. Dad – so naïve about women.) They shame him, their biggest tactic to manipulate. He is weak to be manipulated by them. I never remembered dad to be like this, and play these ‘games’, back when I used to live at home as a young person before I went away to school. And I know he did not treat mum with such disdain either. The only thing I specifically remember dad having an issue with, was rambunctious confident show offs! none of his kids were going to be loudmouth braggers, especially the girls! (I believe this to be a whole country wide Australian problem, with no one being allowed to ‘rock the boat’ so to speak, too. Plus, I believe that’s why he got his promotion at work to be the boss, he’s the type of person that never rocks the boat - so the powers that be, could be the powers that be, without having to be the boss! Course, he had some personal issues his own, issues going on which I’ve put down to the fact, that he, like me, was most likely humiliated as a child, same as I was by Debbie Croft in fourth class. But back and dad’s day, it was much worse because there was also physical violence with the cane, and they were even less evolved about how to raise a child. So, I strongly felt, this was a game for him at that time in his life (his 50’s), and a game for the dogs on the local ABC, he and they felt like they were doing me and the community a favour by showing Power Games. (He was also pissed off with having lost mum). All involved will be getting cancer and dying – shame on you – real shame. Also, I have encounted other men, fathers, whose power games were way worse, and often illegal in their bizarre form - some people take these games very seriously, and make it their life purpose to play, and in effect be ‘the most powerful’ – IDIOTS After reading the story someone told me that apparently it's a thing for men in their 50’s - they suddenly understand all about power and want it all, and do mean things in order to get it. That's why a lot of man will leave their wives, and hook up with a young naïve woman, because she still doesn't understand about the whole ‘power game’ situation. Btw, I mentioned the dogs on the local radio, as I have noticed, my family refuse to acknowledge the dogs – they cannot handle them at all, (I blame morning show tv for that, they never talk about negative issues that people need to be able to handle) Penny and Daniel especially also cannot handle the dogs. (Tomas heard one on the radio once when I was visiting Henry st, I think he knew something as afoot). I need to add, at the moment at my new address in QLD, I am still having problems with blonde bimbos wanting me to say hello to me, - much worse in Gunnedah, especially around that time. STUPID WOMEN) (read my “Hello Bimbos” photo story,) SO, BUT then when I do say hello, like a forced encounter that they set up – to trick me, (I was going to put the example here, but that person is not worthy of me talking about her!), so then when I did say hello, she turned away and strode off. Like that was her point, to get me to say hello, so then she could ignore me. A power play – insinuating, you are beneath me, and I am not going to respond to you. Please, this behaviour is the epitome of a stupid blonde, only a stupid blonde would think of a plan like this, then only a stupid blonde would do it. (Before this incident I had no reason to assume she was stupid, but after that – STUPID. Well, I guess, at least she not a zombie! Here is a good spot to express my thoughts about a certain situation, because several times over the 15 years I was living back in Gunnedah, I heard some girls over talking about me, and they noted my living situation, and what I was doing with my life, and said to me that my father has totally screwed me. And I thought at the time it was really odd because I was quite happy in my situation, aside from a few things that I had to deal with. I thought maybe they were confused, because I was single, maybe they thought I had been sexually abused in my family childhood - but that certainly was not the case. But in 2024 and with my current living situation at the moment; I know exactly what those girls were talking about; A woman needs her own place to live at. She cannot be used as a guinea pig by rental landlords if she wants any type of quality life. And this needed to be arranged with caring parental guidance back at the naive age of 18, or even before. A woman cannot be reliant on other people to provide in any way, shape or form. I remember talking to him about it at one point, it was just before I moved into the Rangari farm house, I said to him I thought I could build my own house for $40,000 (of course not including the land, the slab or the electrics and plumbing, plus no doubt the windows! – they would be extra). But he could have helped out at that point, but he just ignored me. 4. Renters Tips - byo induction cooker – piggyback the electrics I purchased this ‘half induction / half regular,’ electric stovetop cooker about six years ago . I easily sat it on top of my awful rental electric coil cooker/stove grill, by piggybacking the coloured wires (or easily fitting a 20amp plug for those who have sockets). And it is brilliant! it’s the best $500 I’ve ever spent! Not only that, but I can take it with me to any rental and easily set it up on top of the existing ‘very old-fashioned’ 4 hotplate oven/grill, which seems to accompany every rental I’ve ever had (no one updates ever, even when technology and price overtake by great strides). So, together with my convection microwave, (which was only $160) - I have top-of-the-line cookware in even the lowest cheapest rentals available. I thought it worth mentioning: if you’re a long-term renter, invest in one of these, it blows the socks off any rental cooker I’ve ever encountered. Half induction, half ordinary - brilliant. So easy to clean saves me hours of tough cleaning. Here is a good a spot; ‘General Electric’ is an American company, which unbelievably, is still in operation, this company is the most evil over charging company in the world, and I can’t believe it is still in operation Wake UP Americans and boycott that greedy dishonest sneaky company. 5. Money Saver for Electricity , If you want to see a photo of the cover, go here Money Saver for Electricity re Hot Water A lot of people don’t know this, but you can actually take the cover of your hot water electric system, (off with a Philips head screwdriver), on most systems. And most (not all) systems have a little switch there, where you can turn it up or down, and if you turn it down from 80°C to 60°C, you save about $50 a quarter (I tested it!). I find for me, one person, 60°C is perfect (50°C is too cold, I tried it). Here is a good spot to talk about electricity since moving to Queensland; I've mentioned before on my blog, the first time I got my new bill without the solar panels at my new location in Builyan, I was freaking out, because I thought it would be astronomical without my 5kw solar panel system. But it was WAY less in a 3-bedroom home, which tells me, and everybody, that I was getting totally screwed by my previous provider in Gunnedah (Essential Energy, they changed their name to AGL). So they would have been stealing at least $400 a quarter, if not up to $600 from me personally - I did a whole story about it with more details. No apologies from them ofcourse. But so, even when I moved from Builyan to Colosseum, my electricity bill was still reasonable, and I didn't have to deal with the electricity company like I did in Gunnedah; constantly calling them up and telling them about the black outs. Although when I did for connection/disconnection, well, they were NICE! I was just very impressed with Queensland electricity (Ergon). Although my unit at Sarina was so tiny, 5m x 7m yet electricity bills were more than my previous address at Gin Gin, by a lot, $200. Could be from the insulation, in particular roofing. I am pretty sure the old motel at Sarina did not have any insulation in the roof, nor did it have ‘roof space’. I had to have the fan on pretty much all summer at night, whereas, at Gin Gin, (and even though the climate is pretty much the same), I only had it on about 2 or 3 nights the whole summer! And that comes down to insulation, PLUS an extra tall/high ceiling space at Gin Gin. I can’t believe the rules are not stricter; laws about insulation. A little bit of savvy goes along way, in saving a lot of money, not to mention in comfort. Looking back, that unit was UNBEARABLE. Plus, it costs me $1200 in a new futon from the mould in that unit  Compensation? At Gin Gin, there was also one of those very small hot water systems, the kind that you find in a campervan. I don’t think they make them any more (?) I tried to google one to find a price, and all I could see was cars (?). that little system was so good I made a YouTube video about it (but they deleted my account along with that vid). So together with that system, was a 50m real of blueline poly on the roof for sun hot water - brilliant for one person; better, hotter than some other bigger more expensive hotwater systems in some rentals. So, my electricity bill at Gin Gin, was pretty much half what it was at Sarina! And I didn’t run any cameras; at Gin Gin I had 8 cameras running constantly. I later found out that Ergon, at Sarina, did not physically read the meters at that unit, especially mine, as the meter was locked inside the room below, so they just estimated, which I hear is quite common. So this may explain the more expensive bill. Something else in life you simply cannot do anything about. (I was saved at my next address with the Gov’s Electricity Cost of living supplement – thank God!) 6.Thieving Perverts around 43 Audley St, Petersham NSW, Bad inner-city suburbs of Sydney If you read my “dream watches” or “ Cleaning up the Trash of Society”, about problems I had with people, dozens, sometimes hundreds of people hoarding outside my house at night, particularly when I lived in Petersham, but also at Pendle Hill and Hornsby, and my problem re thinking my private thoughts and image transfer – quick recap; I recalled thinking to myself, when I was living at Petersham, that I would like to get a cat, but then I thought Petersham was really an awful area, I wouldn’t want to “raise” a cat in such a restricted environment. Then I was thinking that would be true of kids, I wouldn’t want to raise kids in an inner-city suburb like Petersham. I believe some of those dogs, either next door, or, who knows where? heard my personal thoughts, and taken my personal thoughts to heart, implying that their local suburb is CRAP. And this/these persons has then proceeded to follow me around, I would say for about 20yrs (?) plus who has harassed me, and most likely steals from me; AS, at that time I had my wallet/bag stolen. It was stolen at night from inside my house. It was later found (with no money) next door at no 41 Audley St, Petersham, in their garage, next to a litter of kittens. I’m 100% sure it’s related to dog bimbos who heard my personal thoughts re raising a cat, and then took bimbo offence at my passing thought of Petersham being an unsuitable suburb for a cat. Plus, there were, I think 2 teenage boys who lived at no 41, who used to perv on me through a drain pipe on the side of their house – it’s probably still there, it looks straight in to my – what would be a bedroom, but I turned it into a sewing room. It’s like that open pipe was put there deliberate to perv on the neighbours rented bedroom – such a disgusting neighbourhood – little boys – you are NOT worthy. (Reminiscent of my current rental house having a door that just slots out, so it can be broken into…or when I got out of the shower, there was a plumbing camera making a quick exit out the window) I feel like in my whole adult life, I have been surrounded by complete stupid thieving morons. It’s very seldom have I come across someone who has common sense, and who is anywhere near part respectful or polite, this is the same for young kids, young adults, or adults, they all act in the same way. Male or female. So many dysfunctionals. My theory of Petersham being an unsuitable neighbourhood is true, it still stands. You shouldn’t raise your kids in such a crap suburb. And don’t have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 so they don’t have to rent from perverts. PERVERTS. Or in a neighbourhood with perverts. I think I mentioned it on my other story where I described that Petersham house I was living in - it was really horrid, I mean an awful, kind of poverty like situation reminiscent of those tenaments in New York City back in the day!! So I want to add, anything I do whilst I lived in that house is not going to work out, the whole vibe of the situation ruins everything – maybe a man could handle that kind of ugliness, but not a woman. Btw, I was working then, same as, full time, and that place was the only place I could afford. Total waste of working. Btw, the police used to patrol around, and they would see all those people outside my flat “what are all those people doing there”!! lol clueless police, clueless. Not crazy – there’s your proof. I remember some other thought I had at Petersham - I remember thinking about the petty theft that goes on in that neighbourhood, then thinking about how, as I was growing up in Gunnedah we never had to worry about that, nothing of mine or my families, was ever taken - we always left our house open, the windows open, it was only if we went away on holidays that dad felt like he should do the right thing and shut off everything and lock up the house before we left - but I don’t think he did it because he was scared someone would break in and steal, it was just like his manly fatherly duties that he should do that! And so, in thinking about that fact, at Petersham one night, I was kind of, in affect boasting about it, and Gunnedah, especially when compared to Petersham. So I bet, in retrospect, some little dog – probably the same ones, would’ve heard me ‘boasting’ and so probably used that as a reason to steal from me. Infact they could be the 6 young men that came out to my house at Rowan Leigh, when I moved back to Gunnedah, they could be responsible for all the thefts that happened to me in Gunnedah after I returned, they followed me up to Gunnedah from Petersham? Possible. Stupids – meet the stupids. If you grew up in the country, probably best to stay in the country! I know after I returned from Melbourne, I had considerably more items stolen then, and I am pretty sure the girls I went to RMIT were following me too and stealing from me. Orchestrated by someone like Cathie Goldman. Inner city suburbs are full of thieves. I do not recommend living in the inner city suburbs unless you want be plagued by trashy little thieving leech bimbos for the next 20 odd years – or until you start writing a Blog about them!!! Update in 2025 apparently Melbourne is worse!! Btw, there was a lady and her 2 kids, 2 grown men, next door to me, and they had a cat, and I don’t think she ever changed her catlitter ever. At any rate, she used to leave it next to the window, which was always open, and the window would go into the hallway and the draft would carry the smell directly into my unit from the window, so the window was right at my front door. It was beyond bad. I mean, it was a total stench. It was disgusting. Like, as in hold you breath while your at the door. So, as a result I couldn’t use the front door, I totally blocked it up on the inside with heavy fabric and door snakes to stop any drafts, so then I used the back door, but that created some problems because every time it rained, the door shifted, and it didn’t lock, then it would dry out and shift back after I had changed the position of the lock!! One night I was broken into because of the door shift, and they stole my bag and wallet, money. But I didn’t complain ever about that women and her sons (she reminded me of Miss Cox!). I was there 18 months and when I moved out, I noted on the very same day that I was moving, this woman was moving too. I thought at the time ‘Oh well that’s too bad it wasn’t before’ – just really bad. On that day I encountered her and her two boys, they were rude to me. I wondered what an earth I had done to invoke such a reaction? I thought maybe they thought I complained about the smell and were being booted?? WAS NOT ME. I’m writing about this now, because those two boys I saw with her, possibly the same ones harassing me at the Mt Annan Botanical garden? holding a grudge against me re the cat smell? And following me around and stealing from me?? I think they spat in my lunch and I got sick? So I would just like to put down for the record: Hey, you little arseholes I didn’t make any complaints against your stinky mother. As if. I am not from Petersham! I would otherwise maybe have thought that unit was just another “punishment” by the stupid bimbo bully dogs, but as I recall, that place was organized by male rental guys. I don’t think you could find any male rental guys anymore. Or maybe she is like that other women from back then, the tomato roll woman, who named her daughter after me and has stalked and followed me around for like 20 years??? NUTTERS! 7. Australian Medicare Australia likes to think it has good health care for everyone, but it’s not really true, and needs to be greatly improved, especially in the ‘subsidy and rebate’ areas that Medicare offer. ALL areas of health need to be included, not just GP visits, so Specialists, like rebates for, Physio, Osteo, Chyro, Massage and Podiatry (these are just things I’ve needed, so there’s bound to be many others needed too). With those rebates this would also remove the need for the ridiculous health care plan which is sometimes known as chronic disease management plan. It’s sort of a crossover area, the term chronic disease is very vast, it covers areas from Aids management, to having a sore foot. So, where an eligible person (person with a healthcare card from Centrelink) may be suffering from a sore foot, and doesn’t even have a diagnosis yet, so needs to see a specialist merely just for diagnosis, before even determining what kind of treatment /care this person will need – yet to get that diagnosis, they need to be put on the healthcare plan in order to see the specialist. In fact, this situation is so ridiculous I really don’t know how Queensland health or probably the whole of Australia health for that matter have come up with such a ridiculous program and way to treat medical conditions. Maybe they don’t want to admit that GP, cannot diagnose all medical conditions. (Only took 3 yrs to diagnose my Collapsed Arch, and even then, only by a Chiro, no GP even thought about). And bear in mind, a care plan only lasts 12mnths, that is 1 care plan per 12mnths, so if you have said, a sore foot, and a sore shoulder at the same time, you will not be able to seek medical attention for one of the problems. Also, the care plan includes, well it’s meant to include, 5 visits to the chosen health professional, so that’s 5 visits without having to pay, that’s what it is meant to happen, in theory, but in practice that’s NOT how it is at all. A lot of those professionals will charge an initial fee, sometimes you can part claim back some on a Medicare claim, for others you can’t, and in my experience and they’ll go ahead and charge a second fee for you anyway, and often refuse you a visit, cutting your care plan short. One female physio in Gunnedah refused to treat me as I was a female, and not a young good looking football player. Also, the concept of rebates for massage is so foreign to people, but I have to talk about it because of the benefits of massage, particularly amongst people over 40- it’s really essential. Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage for everyone, I would say at least 1 per month for every individual over the age of 40. I know the Gov can afford this. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, Afterall, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need for it, is a “Feel for It” (despite what they say) I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every block! That is how beneficial they are to health. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). Anyway, I know I need massage, physio, osteo, Chyro, podiatry, at the very least, to maintain functional health – and Medicare does not pay for these health concerns, and as a result, I am pretty much immobile and have issued me a Medical Certificate. 8. My Life Contributions and/or I should call it aid and inspire; Because not my invention for most listed below, but due to my impatient nature, and slow progress of mankind, I can speed things up a bit and give clarity to importance. • Back to roots / grow your own FOOD. • TRIPLE Twin wall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect Australian sun insulation. • The quadruple massage shower - turns out this was already invented, obviously a case of ‘Great Minds Think Alike!’ called Vitchy shower, btw, only 2 in North QLD – booked out • Deep seated couches / sofas (it’s a wonder what a mere observational conversation can do). • Shower Gel / Moisturising Body Wash instead of soap • Exposed Powers that be, democracy gov as democracy fraud, run by women stealing under pretence of democracy. • Apparently contributed to better primary education system (hopefully, it was pretty bad). • Debit card. • Discovered World War 2 was really about hair colour (and rich jews) - And by the way I can’t believe how stupid you have to be to be offended if someone was having a go at your hair colour. I mean you got to know that at least most likely half the population of the whole rest of the world has got the same hair colour as you; how could you possibly be offended and take any sly comment personally? to be offended would be BIMBO response, BIMBO. Toughen up you little imbeciles and put your ego away. (In the Ukraine or somewhere (I really ought to pay more attention…), but around that war time, there was 1 (connected) man in the army, who had a dislike of his friend, with competition, morals/shame and a woman, being the underlying factors that contributed to his city /village and whole surrounds being destroyed in the name of the war – 1 man, it was 1 selfish egotistical (stupid) and WILFUL man’s fault, that many lives and homes were lost; all based on coercion from 1 person. • Exposed the pointlessness of tetanus shots. • Exposed the thieving nature of women. • Misting Fans. • Encourage replacement Ozone treatments instead of chlorine systems in pools/spas. • How to be calm in stressful situations for stupid mental health workers -Pinup girl for healthy mental health (OMG QLD mental health stupid) Drought times, lack of rain psyche, farmers gone nuts due to drought –behave rebelliously • Extra-large coffees. Stop stealing my coffee cups you bimbos. • Nipple covers! • Breville potato peeling • Scrap booking (well, that was mum actually; she had an idea that I should write about our family holiday when we went to Bali with photos and brochures (age 11yrs) She and my teacher noticed after I did that, my school work and writing greatly improved) I continued to keep the scrap book going for each holiday, and I showed some girls at school in yr 9, the English teacher saw it, next thing you know, all the girls were instructed to do it, then now, you see, the whole world does scrap booking! btw, save your diary scrapbooks, you will want to see them in 50 years’ time. • Made Long-life milk taste better, plus heaps of food related / Coles items • Snuggle pot and cuddle pie made into fabrics • Recycle timber, not just chuck old bits out • Zip line for all ages • Pointless awareness re “medical professionals” singling out scoliosis kids • Mother’s and wives no longer ironing husbands shirts! • Hand moisturizer sanitiser • Large umbrellas for everyday rain use instead of the piddly small ones! • Pro movement push re the textile Design for the masses – design your designs • Wild gardens • Cat food gravy meats instead of in jelly (jelly? What were they thinking) • Exceptions to 48hr missing persons (police applying common sense rather than blindly following the nazi rules). • Got the pollies to fix the electricity theft from greedy private electricity companies (still out of pocket by $1000’s already, the whole family) • Coming up with the ‘No Roll Picot edge Cast On’ • Free natives from Landcare nurseries for anyone who wants one (save the koalas) – I see many councils now implemented free ones to rate payers, only rate apyers, so that’s not me (so no free ones to me, after I had this idea - the absurdness of my situation). The neighbourhood I am in now, poisons and steals my trees. BIZZARO world. {I can still here Gunnedah landcare, “we’re private, we can’t hand out free trees” lol}. There are heaps of others, I can’t remember them all. 9. Movies Dividing People Passively and Silently Encouraging Class I’m outraged of Netflix movies telling stories, showing hoyty toyty twits snubbing people who have a trade, like a mechanic, calling them losers who have no future. Do those idiots know how much mechanics charge? me chanics are rich! Just because they’re not a doctor or a lawyer doesn’t mean they’re unworthy in any way -wake up you idiots, And stop spreading propaganda in such a divisive social class way, how dare you make mechanics feel unworthy. They are a vital part of our community, and we all would be lost without them. Yes I am talking to you; the creators of the movie “endless love” by Georgia Department of economic development, Dentsu Inc/Fuji television network Inc, Bluegrass Films fake Empire production, writers Shana Feste, Joshua Safran. I have to mention this movie didn’t have any reflective dogs or stupid sound editors in it, which is a bloody miracle, (believe it or not) and makes a very nice change. Maybe the Georgia Department of economic development has a secret plan to rid the town of too many mechanics, and they have a doctor shortage, is the only explanation isn’t 10. The Good Door Story with Mouse Story I can’t begin to tell you what a pleasure it was growing up in a big old country style house, built from timber, with custom-built doors and windows, plus other good features like wrap around veranda’s. The modern houses often don’t have as much time and effort put into them. Even though the modern houses are usually brick, and so have much better insulation and sometimes much better functionality, there’s just something about timber, and feelings that timber inspire. I urge all homeowners to strive to do something different in their home to make it unique and special. A mass-produced house, or as I like to call them, ‘plainjanes’, I imagine, just wouldn’t provide such fond memories (in my opinion, it’s not only memories of people and family, but house is equally important. The home memories carry through all adult life. So, make your home special. Even plainjanes can be jazzed up! So, at school, in the dining room, there were 12 girls to a table and there were about, I don’t know, maybe 30 tables in the big dining hall, with a huge big double door at one end the room. I recall now, other girls used to stare at me at my table, it must have been kind of unnerving, but actually I didn’t really notice too much at the time, I just did not pay too much attention to other girls, infact thinking about it, I was pretty much disinterested in mostly everything at that bloody school. But something would happen; eventually, as I was sitting waiting for meals, or meals to end, staring around, doing nothing, eventually, I would smile, just a little smile would cross my face (unbeknownst to me at the time). I recall about it later, as I know about the other girls who just stared at me – a little obsession out of boredom, some sort of staring contest that bimbos do. But they would try and figure out what I was smiling at. Because I would say, I did it at every meal. So, finally I worked out, I think it was like 20 years later, that it was the smile that had them all baffled, and the smile was about those big double doors, when I looked at them, eventually my thought process would get around to what they reminded me of, which was my old bedroom in the farm homestead that we used to live in. Those big double wooden doors leading from my bedroom onto the Veranda. One time, one morning, I had woken and was just laying there still half asleep, and suddenly I saw a little mouse scurrying along the skirting boards, then disappearing under the crack of those big doors, and actually, the little mouse was taking its time really, not scurrying too much, he didn’t know that I was just laying there watching him. So that was the memory, those doors reminded me of that little mouse, and why I would eventually get this little wry smile on my face, as those control freak dog girls starred at me. Those bimbos would have buckleys chance of working out why I was smiling. J “Oh, just a happy childhood is all”. It is those girls who still follow me around, harass me and steal from me. No such happy child hood for them. Seriously, what possesses people to simply stare at someone for literally hours? It was not like I was some ‘stunning beauty’, oh contrare! It seems to be some weird female trait, to obsess and meddle in others business. I think it’s dog related. An unevolved characteristic. 11. Bad Actors who do Not take their Job Seriously And as a Result Disrespects the Central Character’s Life These moviemakers, well storytellers, were trying to manipulate the viewer one side or the other, you choose; the debate was about whether there should be laws put in place to convict people who were involved in wars, and caused atrocities, and generally acted like Nazis. It was a true story from the 1940’s about the war conferences held to determine crimes and punishments. One side would say their argument, and the viewer could easily agree with it, they win, but then the other side put their case forward, even more eloquently so, and so the viewer would easily agree with that side. Then a third judge would add to the debate stating if there were no laws before the war you can’t apply the laws made after the war to the previous war - which of course confuses the whole situation. Anyway, the story whilst being a valuable debate is not the point of what I’m trying to make here, my point is the people portraying the story, the actors, I felt were not taking their roles seriously, may have been ad-libbing in spiteful and bitchy ways, also whilst tooting car horns - most inappropriate. So much so, I could not watch after ½ hr or so, so missed out on the full story. I’m writing about it because actors need to take their job seriously, even if it is a cushy job! Telling somebody else’s life story needs to be treated with respect. 12. Meddling Mary’s, Modern in Victorian st -none of your business One day when I was watching my favourite show ‘Grand Designs’, the camera crew were talking to members of the public about the upcoming house that was being built. And this camera crew came across to me as rather manipulative, they wanted to stir up trouble, as in get the neighbour to say they don’t like it, it does not belong, and create a big neighbourhood conflict. And those neighbours really had no idea that they were being manipulated. I mean if they really sat down looked at the big picture, applied some common sense, they would realise that they don’t really care if the neighbour’s house is white or grey, or if it’s too modern or too old-fashioned. And even if they didn’t like it, this is an opinion which should be kept to themselves, or discussed within their household - it certainly shouldn’t be taken to a committee before council!! It is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS how your neighbours wish to renovate their home THEIR HOME THEIR MONEY. Or how they want their new house to be shaped, or coloured! I find it extraordinary how Council will tolerate this kind of community conflict, it’s like they relish in this conflict, so then they can play sides and then go on powertripping rule making and decision-making process. When in fact, any conflict of this nature, should be dismissed immediately, and those nuisance neighbours should be informed that indeed it is NOT any of their business and they shouldn’t be so jealous, and they should revel in their neighbours happiness. Shame on councils and nosy neighbours. Btw, there are privacy laws in Australia, to protect people against someone prying into their personal business, like no address or car rego details are made public. Unless what someone’s doing is illegal, it’s probably not worth the time to look into it. That, plus it may violate privacy rights and you could, in theory, get in trouble (a right being a guide rather than a law - in my experience the powers that be, don’t give a flying fig about privacy) I of all people, know how important privacy is, especially when it comes to backyards and earshot situations (no prying neighbours thanks very much) Not to mention privacy online, I have been tracked and banned from many social media websites, this would have come about due to a violation of my privacy. Google: guilty, there appears to be one black dog cunt who works there, it could be Nikki Barret, who has decided to ban ALL my google map reviews – she, is a fucked person, who I personally hope, burns in hell. Anyway, I am straying off subject, what I’m trying to say, is activity/construction/renovation/plans, need to be kept private from neighbours and other jealous members of the community. Having members of the neighbourhood allowed to have a say in your business or construction, is a ridiculous concept. I can’t believe it’s even a topic on Grand Designs. The prominent architect, goes on to say that this is one of the biggest problems in gaining planning permission from councils, as they listen to what jealous spiteful neighbors have to say!! Ridiculous. Why would you even ask the neighbours what they thought - don’t ask them. I believe this is a UK problem, I’ve not heard this to be a problem in Australia, most Australians are too scared to buck the trend anyway, or have no money to build a modern home. They get what the government says. In Australia, I find the general attitude of the whole community is NOT to respect anyone else’s privacy, very true in my experience, so nosy, such perves, most people. Although I realize it was because of all the shonky home builders that councils had to step in, in the first place. Still if someone wants to build a modern house in a Victorian street, I say GO AHEAD. Here is a good spot to mention the topic of an old federation homes, and conservation. I recall back in the 80’s which was the time when “Federation” really took off in my area in Australia, and they wanted to “preserve” old buildings by listing them as ‘untouchable’. Of course, there are a lot of old buildings, particularly in Sydney built out of stone that are worth preserving, but I feel there is an element of nazi behaviour that took over those councils, and they wanted to preserve anything that’s old, and has survived. Obviously, that is a bit silly, because houses built back in the day, often were not built by ‘thinkers’, weren’t functional, practical or insulated, and some of them are just really odd. Like in the UK, (where Australian councils adopt a lot of planning policy from) there are buildings and homes from 300yrs ago that have extremely low ceilings - and have been ‘grade a’ listed, meaning they can’t be touched, but only preserved. Really and truly - obviously anything with a ceiling where you are going to hit your head - JUST BULLDOZE IT DOWN, don’t be ridiculous! There was an old house in Gunnedah which was listed as Federation in the 80’s. Actually, it was an old hospital, built in the Timber Federation style, no one had inhabited it for at least 50 years, it was kind of rundown, but still in ok shape, because it was built well. Actually, it was next door from our house in Henry st. A bright red federation building, infact I’ve written about this before, but when I tried to find it, it was missing. So, I put it here, again. So, at the time of when there was Hayley’s comet, ( halley's comet ) not too long after the place was declared ‘untouchable’, a Developer put in an application to council planning, to bulldoze the hospital for a block of units. {Now, it would not surprise me, if the Developer read about how, it was ‘untouchable’, and this triggered his ‘rebel’ mode, and so wanted to develop it? – such is the nature of certain people with certain nazi backgrounds} But Council declared “no, it is a listed federation house. It needs to be preserved for old times’ sake”. Following a whole lot of legal battles between the developer and council, council stood firm “No”. Rules are Rules. (Cat and mouse game going on.) So, a short time after that, one night, there was a big fire, and the whole Federation hospital had burnt down. The fire was declared an accident, but everyone in town knew that it was deliberately lit by the developers, but no one cared, so certainly no one was held accountable, and so the units were built (actually to the detriment of our neighbourhood, as there were a lot of ‘dogs’ who moved into the units, and we had items stolen, and I was later harassed by women and sm’s (single mother sons) in those units – I feel the ‘density’ factor, is the problem, such close proximity and earshot, sparks problems). As far as I was concerned, that old hospital did fall under the category of ‘dysfunctional’, and not practical, not comfortable to live in, and definatly not an attractive building, so it didn’t really matter. Although there was another building, some 30yrs later that was destroyed (I am not sure how, one minute it was there, the next minute it was gone, seemingly no debate at all. It was a large 3 or 4 story pink warehouse, an old flour mill, or was it a cotton gin, or wool press? That big building would have been a beautiful conversion, although it was on the river, in a flood zone, but it was built to last the floods, with the first floor being open. I later came across an article about the building, I think it was on the Gunnedah Independent (now the Gunnedah Times) Facebook page, that warehouse was built in 1860 by George Cohen and it lasted that whole time, it lasted through every flood until in 2016 or thereabouts when Gunnedah Council purchased the land as they were purchasing all the land in the flood zone and they bulldozed the warehouse, it and turned it into a park, and in memory of George Cohen, they put up a plaque, because he refused to move his business up into Conadilly Street, with all the other proposed businesses at the time; he wanted the main street of Gunnedah to remain in Maitland st, even though it’s a flood zone. Lol. Apparently the conflict with Council back then, was big, he was adamant that it be built in that spot, and eventually he got his own way. (How times have changed). But the main st with all the other businesses, was set up further, in Connadilly st. I’m not sure if it was such a wise spot. I am definitely an advocate for not building in flood zones. As pretty as it is down near the river flats. So, it was demolished and a couple of uncomfortable small units were built in its place, on stilts. Stupid. Ugly. And greed. Also, I am an advocate of saving materials from buildings, I’ve noticed most demolitions destroy everything, and take everything to the tip, it’s such a waste. I think it was only until recently maybe in the last 15 years where things have been salvaged. But I still see many demolition sites where nothing is saved, bricks included - all get thrown out, and it’s definitely a shame, as there is a HUGE market for second-hand salvaged timbers/doors/windows, and bricks especially. Have you ever been to a tip shop, my local one is packed out in opening hrs. I do wonder why those people don’t list demolition houses online, telling people they are free to take what they want, come and help yourself, I mean it will save the demolition people, if half the building is gone. Plus, if your savvy enough, you can end up building a whole house with free materials. I did try to find photos online of that old red hospital, but there were none – “never happened!” Later the pink building on an old google maps shot; the photo does not show its true pink colour. 13. Do you have the right TONE to argue your point? I recall one time when I had issues with David my landlord, at Rangari, there was a conflict discussion in progress up the paddock. As we were talking, I noticed, after a bit, he would hear the tone of my voice (which was agitation) and he wouldn’t listen to what I was saying, he just heard my tone, and to him that tone was FIGHT, so instead of listening to what I said, which would have resolved the conflict, he just blindly started fighting. And because we didn't really know each other very well he just kind of started taking odd potshots, it was a little comical for me and I tried not to laugh. I instantly knew in that moment what his marriage would be like, with past arguments and qualms being thrown back at each other, instead of potshots. Lol So, he just heard my tone, and paid no attention to what I actually was saying. I think a lot of other people do this - I’m not sure whether this is something that needs to be learnt - how to listen to people, or if its alcohol abuse, or emotionally abusive parents, or boring and tedious school teachers. I’m definitely no expert in the area, but it’s common. I’ve had to learn to control my tone when talking to certain people. In fact, it can be quite advantageous speaking “softly spoken” in many situations. I think it makes the other person feel unthreatened. For instance, there was one man who was big, a big beefy bodybuilder, plus tall, broad and good looking, and what would happen, is that he would encounter other men who found him to be a threat, just from looking at him and his size! (Such is the big egos of men wanting to be the toughest and the strongest in the room - "oh yeah, you wanna fight"!!) And the guy hadn't done anything to provoke it - it was just an automatic caveman reaction from a smaller person to a larger person. {Yes it still is 2024}. So, to thwart all the men wanting to fight him constantly for no real reason aside from ego and fear (which are not valid reasons to pick a fight with someone), the big bodybuilder came up with a plan, he learnt how to speak softly, so he’s thought of as a big ‘softy’, so as not to be a threat. I think here is a good place to put something that I’ve noticed certain people do when they do actually listen too. Because I’ve always prided myself on someone who is a good listener when compared to others - for example; it is required when you’re listening to someone to kind of interject at certain points and say “oh” “yeah” “mmmm” “go on” - things like that, to show that you’re listening and understanding fully of what the person is saying. A lot of people don’t do this, and I am left wondering, am I talking to a zombie or are they understanding? Sometimes I find out in the end, that they had understood, but it did not show. Other times, I can later see they had NO understanding of what I was saying at all, and instead of interjecting with WHAT or something, they kept quiet for the whole remainder of the explanation – so weird). So maybe teachers could start teaching this in communication class - have they started teaching communication in school yet? 14. Struck by Lightning, and the wannabe “thought police” doing the opposite in pure Rebellious Drunk Australian Antagonism Form After seeing some archaeologists on telly one day, I thought that doing archaeology, digging up someone else’s house from 500 years ago was pretty pointless….. - but I was young and naive back then and realise, there has been some interesting facts uncovered, and truths about humans, because of archaeology. One day, when I was living on a farm at Tulcumbah near Keepit Dam , I came across a bit of cement sticking up out of the ground just near the house, and wondered what it was, I happen to have my spade with me, and so started digging the dirt to see what it was, after a bit I realised it was a path, and after a little bit more I realised there was a house just near the site that had been demolished, and my present house had replaced it. I just thought for a moment, that’s kind of interesting and dug up another bit. But in that moment, suddenly, as it was stormy, I was struck by lightning, literally, the lightning hit the metal shovel that I was using, and it went through me and out my metal toe capped boots. So actually, it didn’t hurt, except for a slight burning sensation near my toe, which was touching the metal in my steel toe Boots - so I’m not sure if that’s the usual way that lightning works but I figured if you want to be struck by lightning all you have to do is go out in the storm and wave a shovel around and you’ll be struck. Or it could’ve been a sign from God! telling me to stop bloody digging up the past, as He spent many decades slowly and carefully burring that path and old godawful house! Lol Btw I loved those steel cap toe boots, they were all black, so cute, it felt like my foot was in a big bubble of protection. I felt completely safe. “You can’t get my foot” I remember thinking, regularly, every time I put them on, “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – you just can’t, haha!!” I amuse myself! But, so then, as at that time, I had problems with dogs following me around, female dogs ofcourse – I think they may have been politically related?? As in stupid dog women who work for politicians?? Same one who was jealous of my green knit pants. They were at Keepit dam on the speaker phone, I’m pretty sure trying to annoy me. So, I’m thinking some stupid dog has heard my thinking at that time, and has since made it her mission in life to try and inflict pain on my feet any chance she can see how. Rebelling against my thoughts of amusement – JUST LIKE A STUPID DOG. (I am definatly not referring of the k9 species here, as that would be an insult to the k9 variety - -they would never do such a thing). So, they / she is along the lines of foot binding pushers. She is a sadist. Read my many stories about this, with catheads, acacia thorns, sharp hooks, being placed in my path in the hopes I will tread on them. Unfortunatly this person is not a figment of my imagination. Real dog cunt. I thought the hole in my work boot was deliberate too at first, to cause planter fasciitis, but actually some people worked out, that the hole was caused by a planter wart, caused by incorrect homeopath treatment, by St Leonards clinic. At the moment, I'm reading 1984 by George Orwell. In his book, "the thought police"; today, are a 'thing'! copycats! Today in 2020 too, if you tell a psychiatrist this theory, - you'll be accused of being a crazy schizophrenic. But psychiatrists don’t want to admit they are wrong {which is what makes them stupid}). So, as I'm reading it, the whole thing is reminiscence of "the dogs". I'm constantly referring to the dogs who sniff things out - they're just like the thought police in his book. The Queen, back when she was alive, advised me that she used to refer to the dogs as the "Bolsheviks"! I think it's safe to say that, since you can't deny or confirm if it's true or not 😁 In my first story on ‘Life Stories P3’ of my Blog, there is a slight photo of the side of the Henry st house, unfortunatly I did not have any older photos showing the huge 4 old trees that were down that side area, 3 gums and 1 pine all along the centre row by the side of the house – the whole area was probably 6m wide, and 25m long. One year maybe around 2002 or so, there was a storm, and all those 4 trees were struck by lightning! All of them. Plus, they all fell horizontal to the house, in effect, missing the house as they fell. Only 1 branch hit the side window awning with a little damage. Talk about unlucky lucky!! And one of those gums was massive, but no none of them were anywhere near the end of their lives. It was bizarre. Mum and dad had their photo taken for the local paper ‘The Independent’ which is now the ‘Gunnedah Times’. They were posed sitting on the giant tree trunk with masses of densly packed gum leaves all around them. I wish I had the shot. It was them both together in their older years. Their grey hair matched the glauca leaves! Actually, I have written this story at least twice now, but it keeps disappearing, I specifically remember writing: because of the excitement, and trauma of it, dad got a bit of a new "lease on life". 15. Telstra Guarantee I want to talk about my life experience with Telstra, as it has been quite extraordinary. You would think this would just be a business providing a service, but no, this is pretty much the least of what Telstra do. Telstra is a big company, they are rich and cocky, and do as they please. They also sponsor a lot of television shows and community projects thus have a lot of weight within the community, their favourite thing to do is brain wash people. Anyway, the main thing I wanted to mention (putting aside all the little things that happen as you invariably need to speak to Telstra about phone/Internet) But as I did not know about the Telstra Guarantee when I needed it, I am writing about my experience, because, chances are, it is not only me that they ‘cheat’, it would be a lot of young ladies. So, what it is; when you ask them for a new phone connection, they’re meant to just do it, no matter where you live, if there’s an existing phone line they meant to do it within two days (there’s other rules for if there’s no phone line at all, but I’ll just stick to what I know) So when I first wanted to get my phone put on, I was living on a farm and I went through a terrible time communicating with Telstra, when I phoned Telstra, each time it was like I was speaking to zombies, it was just impossible for me to get my phone connected, they were rude, patronizing, arrogant, condescending, powertripping, stupid, contradictory and facetious, to start with. It took weeks if not months of relentless phone calls from payphones to get my landline connected. Now, I was only there briefly, but my next farmhouse, I had to go through the same ugly process, and again all the same problems. Same thing happened at my following farmhouse, (renting all my life, the things renters have to put up with, they get tossed around like a seal by a whale) Telstra seem to have issues with doing farm houses too, as they only like doing populated areas, as they are greedy. If they have to go all the way out to a farm, it takes half a day, so it costs them - even though they’re one of the richest companies in Australia. So, what I didn’t know at the time was this is a ‘known’ problem, there are ‘known’ people who work at Telstra who play bimbo dog ‘games’ with customers. So, the government has come up with a rule - if a customer asked you to connect their phone and you haven’t done it within two days, you have to pay $60 per day for each day that it goes unconnected. I can’t remember how I came across this, but it is listed and written in the Yellow Pages, it’s called the Telstra Guarantee, so that particular time they hadn’t connected it and I contacted them about this Telstra agreement, and at that point there would be a tally of about $2500! And indeed, they paid the $2500. But guess what, I had to move again, and at my next address, another farmhouse, the same thing happened, and it was about the same $2500 they paid to me again. And yet again, I had to move, another farmhouse, the same thing was about to happen, I could see the zombies starting to mess me about, so immediately, I told them that I was aware of the Telstra guarantee and that they would have to pay $60 for each day that it is not connected. I told them, that in the past they’ve paid me approximately $5000 for the same problem. Within an hour I had someone calling me back saying that they will get it connected that day. If only all business’s and Courier company’s had the same rule – Allied Express, that would be $60 a day, for so far, 96 days, you figure it out. ($5,760 – I’ll take a check thanks Allied) I have heaps more to say about the evil and stupid women that work at Telstra. Something else wicked Telstra do, (I have talked about this before but I could not find it) a huge problem within the whole community of Australia; the situation is; people need to communicate to function and not fight - most fighting is a result of poor communication, and Telstra encourage this fighting behaviour by making phone calls ridiculously expensive, for certain people (I know all plans are different depending on where you are in Australia and who you are) I mean I’ve been talking to people over the phone, who try to cut the conversation short due to phone charges - and as a result the conversation has been completely inadequate to say the least. Especially since it doesn’t actually cost Telstra anything when people make these calls, because all infrastructure is already in place. Problems as a result of poor communication is not in the least bit funny. I am sure this evil sense of humour is what drives a lot of Telstra‘s behaviour. { oh, and because communication really is a source of many arguments, in my opinion, the whole world should learn English; at least if we knock out a language barrier, there’s more of a hope of peace} I want to further add today, to this story (10th of November 2021) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to ‘gay boys’, as in a certain type of person, who has that certain way of speaking, with a certain tone. I associate them as gay boys, but who knows, maybe they’re all just from a certain part of Melbourne. I want to further add today, to this story (7th of July 2023) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to the same woman. So, I had to call all the petshops in Mackay to see who sold my cats favourite meat, (and how much), and 3 of them were answered by the same woman, and 2 of them were answered by the same young man. None of them had my cats food at an affordable price. All the calls to the woman overcharged, and the 2 calls to men said they had none. Still typical of women, stealing by overcharging. Anyway, the ‘one woman’ sounded like the dog from the tool shop who stole $16 from me with faulty glue. And it had something to do with my stupid bimbo neighbours who spend most of their time harassing and obsessing with what I am doing, as after I made all those calls – they were laughing and carrying on like “we got you, ha ha”. Also that stupid neighbour had something to do with the mail man picking my lock to deliver a package into my locker, so he would not have to deliver it to my door, face to face – that express postman is a discriminator. But instead of discriminating against my DOG NEIGHBOURS WHO ANNOY THE CRAP OUT OF ME AND EVERYONE IN THIS UNIT COMPLEX, they do the opposite, and target the victim of those stupid dogs. There’s that song again – fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff. I have the next paragraph on 4 other stories, as it has come to realization, in 2024, that this particular issue is the main issue with most of the problems I have with ‘monkees on my back’; those people are, infact single narcissists, who are latching on to me, as a single woman, trying to play out their stupid narcissists ways (they still may be in a relationship with someone else, but that other someone else, does not let them play their games, so they look elsewhere, it is a form of betrayal too. But I mean, just get a divorce, its no good being married to a narcissists. No point.) I especially feel I have these problems from Telstra staff. Really they belong in jail. 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. 16. Telstra FIGHTING TACTICS if they are not worshipped, together with CBA thieves. Telstra have so many fighting antics up their sleeve, they are ridiculously childish, not to mention, pretty much have delusions of grandeur and want to be worshipped (not just treated with courtesy and respect – they want to be WORSHIPPED). How they are actually still operating is unknown. But this is a perfect example of what someone / 1 company, does when they have too much power, eventually it goes to their head. No one keeps them in check, or reminds them not to be so arrogant. And they have as much money to do as much power tripping as they please, all that I’ve mentioned previously is only half of it. Here is just another little tactic they use; When you phone up and ask them about your account, they say they can’t find your account. They go through all sorts of reasons, excuses, processes, and it’s purely to waste my time - they know perfectly well who I am. I’ve been a long-term customer of Telstra for over 30yrs. They’ve done this on numerous occasions, I tell them to set it straight - but no, they do not, it’s a game for them, a bored bitch game. Suffice to say, after my last expense with Telstra, I am no longer a Telstra mobile phone customer. I have dodo phone service. I did have an Active8me Internet service, all working perfectly and much cheaper, but with address I need different providers. Another thing that happened and I’m not sure whether this is Telstra or CBA actually, I suspect CBA they’re guilty as all hell at stealing, but I gave Telstra my credit card for a new large data plan, $75. I upgraded to a large plan. I assumed they billed me. About three weeks later I had to change my credit card because of a security breach by a fake internet provider – Circles (Which actually I suspect is Telstra company, and, infact, I will write further about this- I strongly suspect, actually I know, Telstra IT nerds create “pop-up” web stores on the Internet - targeting specific customers who they want to steal from, in the form of overcharging desired products. For example, when the Internet was relatively new, farmers were told there was various weather websites they could go on and check the weather. I did a search for a weather website, the only one listed was a Telstra one, and that website wanted you to pay $800 a month to be updated with accurate weather. EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS! But the real weather website) is actually free, you can check it on BOM, bureau of meteorology. So that’s just one example, there’s heaps of others, I don’t want to list, because the people that have started those businesses as a sideline, will probably still be making money and overcharging stealing from people online. I specifically think they’re targeting me; they have my IP address because back then they were actually not many people on the internet, especially in Gunnedah. But because of that Telstra guarantee (see my photo story about that full story) - the rule of; if they don’t connect a new phone connection, they have to pay $60 per day, and they ended up paying me quite a sum of money, thousands,and so now they have a group of Telstra people working to try and steal money from me, because, they don’t believe that I was entitled to that money - but I can assure you I most certainly was. You fucked up Telstra! They also use this overcharging method to steal from various retailers, ones that are in cahoots with Telstra girls - I think they manage to brainwash the owners of certain retailers. Female dog tactics. Anyway, back to this particular story. So, CBA issued me another credit card with new numbers, so this means I have to literally physically go around and update all my automatic payment methods with my new credit card, including Telstra. Only I forgot to do Telstra‘s, but they kept sending me a bill saying I was $20 in credit, so I was unaware that the $75 payment had failed and I kept on having Internet problems – slow connection, I mean it had been working fine for the last 2 yrs, and now all of a sudden, too slow to work after 6pm. I kept on phoning them up, asking what is the problem? But they refused to fix it or let me know what the problem was, until finally like about 8 weeks later, it was discovered that the payment had failed, and apparently, they sent me a bill saying I was in credit because they have changed my account to a different platform – least that was their excuse, as to why I was not advised of the payment failure – they are full of shit, and just wanted to cause problems. They wanted to have “fuel”, an excuse to ‘muck things up for me” – a typical Australian problem amongst big business especially. So, I said to them once it was clear this was the problem, well, I will update my details, I hung up and I didn’t update my credit card details that afternoon, it was late, I waited till the next morning, but when I was in NetBank, I saw a payment of $75 had just gone through 2hrs before. I know I sure as hell didn’t update my details two hours previously. I contacted Telstra and demanded to know how they obtained my new credit card details and they said the only way they could obtain new credit card details is if I told them or somebody else told. NO OTHER WAY. SO, I contacted the bank, and that girl (dog) said Well even though you’ve changed credit cards, technically if there’s money owing to you, like if you’re in debt, then CBA can transfer the money via your new credit card. TOTAL DOG THIEVES at cba. I’m pretty sure they can’t do this, I’m pretty sure that CBA girl was lying her arse off. (As if that was true it would have gone through the following day, not 8 weeks later – so CBA have blatantly stolen $75. The only other possibility is some stupid dog has my new credit card details and phoned Telstra to update, except no one has my credit card details that I am aware of – this does not mean that stupid dogs do not have my new details, like I have previously mentioned, I have dogs that follow me everywhere I go, and there is one that lives across the road from me at no 9. So, either way that person is a thief, and the CBA dog was covering for her – which I know happens a lot – there are a lot of stupid dogs in Australia that need protection because of their stupid bimbo behaviour – just like this. And, btw, even after Telstra received payment, they still did not fix my internet, like I know they can easily. There were some other dubious matters going on at CBA with the pending payments; the fake company charged my cc $1 – you know sometimes companies do this before accepting payment or account holders. So, they deducted money off CC, but it was not $1, it was $200, but the pending payment said it was $1, only the amounts added up to $200 – do you see what they did? Literally stealing $200. At first, I did not know why there was another $200 missing off my cc, (because this has happened before, and they reimbursed me when I complained to the Bank TIO) so it was missing for about 3 weeks, then finally I thought I would have to phone the bank, when I remember that $1 pending payment from the dodgy Circles company (which I am pretty sure is actually Telstra) then suddenly miracle of miracles, the $200 gets returned to my account – as soon as I remembered it 3 weeks later. So, they were trying to steal $200 from me in the hopes that I wouldn’t remember that $1 pending payment - if I hadn’t remembered they would’ve tried to steal another $200 again. They are sure as hell are guilty, and should be held accountable. {update, it happened again in 2024, with $150 missing, and 3 fake surcharges applied to 3 bakery transaction, 2mnths after I made the transaction – they literally are stealing, but say, when I ask them about it – that’s not possible. Well, it is, it happened, and now I am going to need screenshots of all transactions as proof. Oh. No. nothing nuisance about that – CBA you are a nuisance, aside from thieves with no morals. But by the way you can’t make any complaints to CBA they have absolutely no complaints phone number, no complaints email or online contact form - they are the most arrogant big business around. I also should mention Telstra have been putting my phone calls through to incorrect people, to bimbo dogs, for years. I think at first, they may have been putting my calls through to their Telstra colleagues? But later they put me through to other various people and have caused a lot of problems for me. Like when I tried to call the butcher, some zombie girl takes the call, and there are no young girls that work at the Butcher. Another Telstra tactic, by the dog pervert ones, is to switch my Internet off when I leave my unit, (I have a mobile broadband now, so I can take it where ever I go, and I get interenet. Or when I go into the toilet. Fuck off you fucking disgusting perverts. There is a specific Chinese or Asian guy that does this, I have started recognising their voices now. There is also one who calls herself ivy – she is disgusting. Actually in 2024 I learnt there's a specific word to describe these people and their personality trait, and it's actually listed as a mental health problem, but pretty much 90% of all people in Australia I have encountered, suffer from this condition, so it's a little bizarre describing something so widespread as a mental health issue! The word is narcissism. Infact all this time I have been writing my blog, I have yet to mention this totally annoying phenomena of nuisance callers. I receive numerous phone calls, nuisance phone calls, mainly consisting of people calling and then hanging up, not saying anything, and the numbers are always private listing, so this tells me basically it’s Telstra who have been doing this. I now screen all my calls, and any unlisted numbers are sent to voice mail. I also record ALL phone calls I make and receive (this makes a big difference) - stupid stupid stupid little dogs who have no common sense who work at Telstra, you all deserve a baseball batting, I hope you get cancer and die. fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. And how can they get away with doing this? Police are powerless against those dogs. 17. Phone call sabotage by Telstra bimbos who think it will be funny I’ve mentioned a few times now, sometimes I think Telstra, when I call someone, they put me through to some stupid dog, and not the actual person I want to speak to; so here is a list of examples of when that happened; Agnes Water, when I tried to call the butcher, I just got this stupid girl instead of the butcher. I think this has happened twice, with a different butcher too? At Rangari, another time I needed to obtain some information about my business number, I had a registered business number, in operation for several years. When I phoned them up, I just got this stupid girl who said no there’s no such ABN as that, you’re not listed as a business register, and I told her that I was, and she kept insisting that I wasn’t. I’m not sure what her game was because I definitely am listed, if you look me up, you can see me listed, - just a stupid dog who wanted to fight, so condescending and contradictory - it’s like why the hell does Telstra put me through to the stupid dogs? I don’t ask to speak to stupid dogs ever? (this kind of phone call happens a lot) A LOT. INFURIATING! Another time, I phoned up a bookshop and some stupid dog told me to drive out to Blacktown to get a particular book, wild goose chase. Ok, no more book purchases. Melbourne, I purchased a Belkin product, and it didn’t work, so I phoned the number on the little pamphlet, and after at least an hour and a half of putting me on hold, they finally put me through to someone, and when I asked them, the guy said “I donna-no” in that typical stupid Australian tone, and after I’d hung up, I’m pretty sure that voice sounded familiar, and I realized it was in fact my new flatmate - so I’m not sure why Telstra would’ve put me through to my flatmate? He had no idea about why my product wasn’t working, and as if he would ergo “I donna-no”. I refuse to purchase that brand. Twice I called Sarina Pet Shop and twice I got a recorded voice message service, but I know someone’s always in that shop manning it, and it’s not that busy. So, I suspect Telstra divert my calls? Well, also at any rate, Sarina Pet Shop never returns my calls. The most recent time, I think they’ve just given up on putting me through to other people, and instead what they do is say “this phone number is no longer connected” when I know that’s absolute garbage, because there are some businesses who won’t ever close down. When I call Telstra to find out why the line isn’t working, when I know that it is, again I get some sheepish stupid dog implying that I shouldn’t be calling them anyway!! Can you believe that, as if it is any ones else business who I call? Who the hell do they think they are? definitely Telstra related; putting my phone calls through to people that obviously are inappropriate and not the correct person? There has been heaps, like so many, I can’t possibly list them all. Someone needs to sue their arses off, and rack off you stupid bimbos at Telstra. I literally have to swear black and blue at them to get them off my back. Stupid monkeys. Actually, here is a good spot to mention also, I've noticed, at age 51, I don't think I can recall a time when I've called someone, been sent their voice message, left a message for them to return my call (- usually in relation to work issue), and then they actually have called me back. Not once, I just can't think of any time when that has happened. I ALWAYS have to chase up the person that I need to speak with repeatedly. It's either an indication of how disrespectful people are or infact what I am saying about Telstra is true, they are diverting my calls. You know I've called a lot of people over the years, so I'm sure someone somewhere must've called me back and returned my phone call? if you were one of those rare people, please remind me who you are so I can say there was at least one person! Photo above is my good BBQ at Rangari, not really related to above story, but I wanted to put a photo of it up here. 18. School Woodworking Projects I recall many years ago, boys doing the HSC and woodwork; and they would come up with projects to do, they did kind of big impractical projects, and I wondered why there’s so many boys making big old fashioned grandfather clocks. Make one of these young boys , you can’t go wrong. Far more practical. Perhaps even make 2, one for normal use, and a smaller one for sleeves and collars! And you know, this, explains a lot about Australians. They’re not even taught from an early age to be practical and functional: to create things that make your life easier. Wake up Australia. 19. Mothers Teaching their Kids how to Shoplift This is something that’s not mentioned or ever talked about -mothers encouraging their kids to steal for them, and for themselves. Often it’s pretty mothers who have everyone fooled. I have seen at least on 3 occasions in my life, a mother encouraging her child to steal. No one would believe me if I told them because the mother was so pretty and well-dressed. I would’ve had to catch them on camera, (as I was swimming in the ocean for one of them, that was not possible), btw, that mother, now, I am not saying it was her, but it looked like Beyonce, the singer, and a 6yr old child, a boy, mother keeping a look out, son stealing from my bag on the beach. Just disgusting. Then I was driving another time, and the third time I felt, I witnessed the ‘now’ adult stealing, because from what he had learnt as a child being raised by his two bimbo parents - both respectable members of the community btw. And a 4th - a girl at school, who used to ‘use’ other girls, her friends, and unbeknownst to them, use them to distract the shop girl, while she pocketed candy bars. She would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars over the 6 years). Although I do take my camera with me everywhere I go now, and I usually have my carcam on too, I seem to witness a lot of ‘questionable behaviour’, it’s safer if I have my body cam with me at all times. I have put this here because many possessions of mine have been stolen (about $10,000 worth over 15yrs). And up here in QLD, some of them taken from small spots, for instance only a child could climb up onto my Veranda through the gap. So it goes on in the general community out there, and it goes on within close community of neighbours. What is wrong with people? I recommend not having kids, especially if you can’t afford to raise them (don’t be bimbos please, it’s offensive to my sex, and only bimbos steal) The things you need to be teaching your ‘easily manipulated’ kids, is about marketing people, and how they want to trick you into buying, and pestering their folks for products. I mean come on, do you know how clever and smart those marketing people are? you have to warn your little naive kids about them, do them a favour. You know, when my little brother was growing up (10 yrs between us), my mother made a bet with him -that he couldn’t last 12 months without watching television, (she did not want him to be a child TV bum) and if he won, then they would give him $1000 at the end of the year. (back then $1000 was more than it is today), and he did it. He went the whole 12 months without watching television. I think he was 14 or 15 at the time. My savvy parents had learnt how to incentivize! (I just a savvy biography movie on Netflix, where the mother forced her kids to go to the library and start reading, instead of watching telly in the arvo, – no $1000 reward either. One of the kids went on to be a Doctor.) When I was younger, about 9 or so. Our family television broke, and mum said, “that’s it, we’re not getting another television, we are having a television break, we are having family time!” We went for a think maybe 1-2 years without a television. And to be honest, I don’t really remember that time as ‘television-less’ so to speak, it was not missed, we all seemed to have other things to occupy ourselves with. When the house sold and we moved in town, we got a new one. It takes savvy to raise a child – not bimbo thiefness - you ought to adopt your child out if you’re a thief. Do them a favour. There is a lot of competition now between savvy mothers, if you’re a thief – you have no chance. 20. If you can’t get within 10m of girl in waking hrs, SAME APPLIES IF SHE’S ASLEEP 21. Mall Dogs and Blondes who Baby Discriminate If you read my “bitches at big W” story, I mentioned I had shoppers who chimed in and did signs about how my bike was stolen, so this is really the tip of the iceberg as to what goes on when I have ever been to a Mall. I absolutely now never ever go to a Mall as long as I can help it. Malls are the number one place for dogs to hang out at. If you want to see bunch of dogs, then go to a Mall. They hang out there by the hordes in bimbo herds. Not only do I have problems with dogs in shops, like shopkeepers, but people who run the Mall, also, they like to get on the overhead speakers and come up with stupid shenanigans - it’s just problematic for me to go to a Mall – any Mall. Now I want to really make the clear distinction between being annoyed in a situation because people are harassing, and then just thinking people are harassing. When I go to a Mall, I most definitely get harassed by numerous people, it is not a figment of my imagination, it is not a mental health problem. If I hear one more person telling me I have mental health problems, I think I might chop their head off (in a very sound of mind way). As I’ve mentioned numerous times “thank you Apple iPhone camera”) you have greatly improved any Mall experience that I have to attend to. I want to mention one time I went to a Mall in Tamworth, and it was when my neighbour/landlord had given birth, and she knew I had to go to Tamworth every 2-3mnths, so this time she had driven us over, she had an errand and asked if I could take the pram, and we would meet up 20minutes later outside the Mall. I said sure. Off I went into the Mall with baby and stroller. Now, it was the strangest thing when I went to this mall – there were no dogs doing signs, not only that, all the girls were coming up to me and being very ‘nice’, wanting to chat about the baby, I am fairly certain one of them was that stupid blonde who steals from me at checkout at Harvey Norman and Bunnings, and God knows where else. Now, here is another case in point about stupid blondes - you stupid little blonde; I am the same person with or without child. How do you discriminate against women who don’t have babies - just another stupid factor emerging in the list of things that stupid blonde women do. 22. Kindy Pinterest - Can’t say pussy on Pinterest- Words you can’t use on the internet without being Flagged and Banned Can’t say ‘persecution’ on Local Search Can’t say ‘discriminatory’ on Local Search Cant’s say ‘nazi’ on Google, Flickr or Pinterest and probably more Can’t say ‘pussy’ on Pinterest (in context with cats) You can’t say anything on facebook. Stupid – absolutely stupid, which part of democracy do you not understand? 23. We want 100% Biodegradable thanks These teabags have a plastic jingle top part, which makes them un-biodegradable, un-compostable, and unworthy. 24. Grandmothers Relegated to Child Carers I know 3years before I moved from Rangari, so that would’ve been 2015, I was being woken up at night, and I know my next-door neighbours were waking me up deliberately; the most obvious reason why I thought this, was because the noises would always come from the direction of their house, which was the only one in the area, and about 1/2km away. So, I’m talking about loud noises. And whilst it’s not as bad as at that time, I still clearly am being awoken during the night, at my address here in QLD. Particularly by extra loud trucks, who then intern set the wildlife off - who spend the next 15 minutes screaming in the bush. I think they do it deliberate. At Rangari, I thought it was a deliberate plan to make sure that I was not able to get up as I usually did around 5am and do the garden. I thought it was literally sabotage on my gardening work, and I fully still believe that it was. I’ve mentioned this before in my blog, about being woken up, but the reason I’m talking about it now, is because the evening before, I bumped into a neighbour down at the mail lockers who had her granddaughter with her. This neighbour is definitely guilty, along with others in the street, her ‘peers’ and friends, cohorts, of harassing and stealing from me. It was her and her friends, that did something to my car, in order to make it go put put put…. Whilst there might be other members of the community who think these ladies are completely innocent - they certainly don’t have me fooled. So, about that woman and her granddaughter, you know, mothers who fob their kids off onto their mothers, fall into the completely hopeless category - the child’s grandmother is not appropriate nor responsible for raising the child, it’s a generation thing. The Grandmother is not equipped like a mother is. The mother is required to raise her child, as only a mother has natural born instincts that are required for their own special DNA offspring. If you can’t afford to have them, don’t have them, plain and simple. There is no rule stating you have to have kids if you’re a woman or wife. You know it’s because of hopeless mothers, that I have these delinquents and nuisance trucks following me around and harassing me in the first place. There should be a permit required to raising a child, especially in Australia. Hicklebilly country. Stop dam and blast waking me up at all hrs of the night. 25. I am a creative artistic person, always have been. In 2010 I started dabbling in digital collage on my PC in photoshop/Illustrator. I created these pictures below, sold on in the Tamworth art gallery and a few cards in the Gunnedah Art Gallery. I heard that one of the exercises they do in a psych situation, is ask the patient to draw a picture of something, and if the draw a picture of say, a daemonic entity, the person is going to be troubled somewhat, however if they draw a picture of say, a Sun and a house and a friend, then that person would be considered quite normal. So, looking at my pictures below, it can be determined that I am most likely ‘highly ecstatic’! I would concur, at that time in my life, it was certainly much easier than the previous decade. So, contrary to the stupid little blonde dog who follows me around and telling me I am depressed; I can assure you I’m not depressed; I have never ever been depressed. (get a life and bugger off you stupid twit - I have been told she has disappeared 2021, finally (direct result of my BLOG) Oh, and photoshop / Illustrator / Bridge – GENIUS people, thankyou thankyou (Am I the only photoshop user that gets annoyed by photoshop opening infront of other apps?) 26. Every 4th Day re Truck Drivers Concerning Themselves with my Hair I’ve just spent the past hour out on the back deck watering my ferns, they are getting very dry; I’ve only just managed to save one before it turns. Anyway, that whole time I was out there, on the highway (which unfortunately is well within earshot) there’s been a normal sounding truck driver, just driving up and down, turning around, and up and down. I know it’s the same one. Just as I had finished watering, and walked inside, the truck driver beeps, and then as soon as I reached the bathroom to shower and wash my hair, beeps again. And as soon as I am in the shower washing my hair, suddenly there’s no trucks driving by, all quiet. When I wash my hair IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS YOU STUPID TRUCK RETARD Trucks that beep outside my house on the highway is a regular occurrence, as I mentioned numerous times on my blog, I’m trying to do something about it, so far none of my tactics have worked, like they have in other areas. GUESS TRUCK DRIVERS ARE TOO STUPID TO GET IT. Oh, they usually beep whenever they have stolen something too, or when somebody else, has stolen something. So, I’m not sure if today, something has been stolen or whether the truck driver is deliriously happy that I’m going to be washing my hair. What an earth could possess that truck driver, to think, that my hair has anything to do with him or her? 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’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair”….. one of my favourite childhood songs! 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 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 immediatley thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools.) 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. 27. Bike Stealing in Boganville Australia I spent $500 on a bike in 2020 , only to discover I had arthritis in my knees, and could not ride anymore (unless all was down-hill!) so I had to sell it. It sold for $100, practically brand new. What a waste. (someone go see if my then landlord has it?). But, my really good 10 speed ladies mauve bike that I got for xmas age 10, was stolen from the family shed at Gunnedah 20yrs ago too. I’m pretty sure most people would have a stolen bike story. I’m thinking Apple should get together with the bike people and insert those tags, hidden, into the bike. I mean talk about brilliant - those thieves have got no chance, NO CHANCE!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha you stupid shoulder chipped IDIOTS! In fact, if I had an etrike today (I wish), I would definitely take the body apart and insert one, because they can be tracked everywhere undetected by thief, and the tag lasts for ages without needing to be re-charged. {As I update this I have thieves on FBMP get things I need or just want and put them on FBMP – at inflated prices atm – they used to be cheap, but not anymore – so annoying its like those bitches have no idea about my financial situation, even though I have stated it on my blog several times (to stop the stupid thieves from thinking I am rich) -this has been a big problem for me, still is, they still harass me from afar too, overseas TV industry. So, there is an electric etrike atm – they must get them from Sydney, they have transport carte blanche? - anyway, aside from money and knees, there is no bike path here, and its too dangerous riding a bike on these windy narrow roads}. If there was one, there would be too many people anyway, riding out to the beach. Also, my family could’ve secretly sold my mauve bike in a garage sale while I was living in Sydney - and not told me about it, thieves. It was really good bike, and I bet it sold for like $5? Although, more likely someone walked in and helped themselves, heard that I had a bike, and I lived in Sydney, took a risk no one would notice, and no one did, except me, much later. My cousins bike was stolen in Leichardt, I felt bad for him, as he was in yr11/ 12, working part time at Maccas, then maybe fulltime at Maccas briefly before Uni started, he saved up $2000 for a good bike to ride everywhere, he was into sports bigtime. And some arshole stole it off his front deck. ARSHOLE – I AM WILLING YOU TO BURN IN HELL. You know if more people got angry about these thieves, it would not happen – in case you have not noticed society is EXTREMELY anti-anger. So, stand up to all the nazi oppressors (like I do, even though I get banned), and get angry, if your valued item is stolen. The more people who do it, the less ‘normal’ it will be for all the stupid types that cannot handle anger. Sharon Morgan, plus stupid house wives on Facebook. (The very bimbos who raise the thieves in the first place). I just remembered something about my cousins bike. That was the time when I was friends with Rachel Wainberg, and hanging out with her, at her place where she and her sister also lived (1993) {later figured it was her, the sister who has been stalking me, harassing me and stealing from me, with her friend Winifred, ever since, for years. I cannot for the likes of me remember her name, still???? and she, it turned out years later, about 30, was my landlord at Gin Gin.} So, I was studying back then, and so was Sebastian, my cousin; I recall, one day Rachael and I went out with her sister, in their huge old green Mercedes, that their father had purchased for them (he thought it was a safe car – rated as safest by the car magazines!!). Just by the by, the amount of problems I have had with his 2nd daughter, I can see he was a useless father, Dr. I am not sure if he was a football fan, but; stop neglecting your kids for your own personal passions, if you wanted to watch football all the time, then you should not have had kids, when you have kids, your life as you know it is over, it is the same for fathers as it is for the mothers. Stop neglecting your fatherhood duties, you should be taking care of your kids – guiding them, setting good examples! Well, I guess, at least his girls didn’t have to catch public transport, unlike my father who thought public transport was perfectly acceptable – he was a little clueless in this area as to what kind of scum there is out there on public transport, and how a single woman, especially a young one, inadvertently attracts them. She is a magnet for idiots. So, their dad must have known about public transport predators – and it is a big thing – heaps of scum just wander around aimlessly looking for amusement and opportunity to steal, even ones who might be on a journey from A to B, if they see a single young woman on her own, will stop their journey so they can follow, annoy or steal. Male and female alike. And Sydney wide, not just in the troubled western suburbs. A lot of desperado stupids in Australia. I still have dogs who follow me at age 52 – and some of them I am sure have been following me around like this since I was in Sydney. 35 yrs ago. It is why I have so many items stolen constantly. One of them drives a white Toyota Hilux and one of them has a little red hatchback – could be same person swapping cars so they don’t get caught- getting caught is their worst fear – they are such coward idiots. Actually, I noticed in Sydney, the wealthy parents always drive their kids everywhere, including the older ones – I think this must be Sydney thing, more acknowledgment of scum. More awareness. Anyway, we arrived at out triathlon destination in their big old green Mercedes. Racheal’s sister had a boyfriend (a married man) who was into triathlons. So, we 3 girls headed off to “support” the married man’s escapades. Really not sure what I was doing there! It was a big triathlon, a major event, with bikes everywhere. Actually, I really had no idea what I was doing there at the time. I was hungry. Starving. (Fucking Centrelink). Rachael’s sister was a fucking bitch. After my realisation that she must be responsible for a lot of problems in my life now, re “can’t get Austudy”, I am thinking that my cousins bike theft around that time, may have had something to do with her and that guy, and the guys friend, maybe she overhead me tell Rachael I could not get Austudy, because Centrelink said my parents were too rich (which ofcourse is was not true, they declined me because the woman working there was a stupid bitch who refused to even give me an application form – I would have been able to get it), anyway, she told her boyfriend, he told his friend? If I recall, both those guys were short. Maybe the husband and his friend, and the sister, all had something to do with Sebastian’s fancy bike theft? Not to mention, also my little brothers bike was stolen in Gunnedah, and I know when he was telling me, there were dogs around, as in someone like Rachael Wainberg’s sister yelling out. And her parents moved to Gunnedah, so she frequently would have been travelling through, and to, Gunnedah over the years. {What a little stealing stupid bitch; Rachel, you need to get a gun and shoot your sister’s head off.} I also remembered something else; a bit later, I did temp babysitting in Sydney, for many families. I happened to go out one evening to house, and guess whose it was, it was that triathlon man, his 2yr old child, and I briefly met his wife, another blonde. Perhaps that blonde thought that it was me having an affair with her husband, and has been stalking me and stealing from me ever since??? As I have mentioned before on my Blog, I have dogs doing signs “someone stole your boyfriend!!” And I am like “steal all the way – get married and leave me alone”, since I do not have a boyfriend, and have NO intentions of ever acquiring one. Stupid blondes. It was not me who stole your husband, used him for sex, then put him back. It was actually some woman whose name I can’t remember, but it was something a rather Wainberg, and she has since changed it to Cate Rogers. And btw, she looks just like you, a blonde with big boobs and a big butt. Not like me; skinny flat chested brunette. {Side bar, that woman has probably been waiting for me to get married this whole time, so she can steal my husband! lol hahahhha hahah ha, still waiting I bet}. As I recall he did not pay me properly for the babysitting evening, it was New Years Eve, and double time. Meant to be double time, (through an agency), but he only paid for half time. So, he is definatly a thief, a sneaky slip of the hand thief, not to mention a cheater. Such trash there is in Sydney. You know it’s bad enough I get retarded idiots following me on trains, but to meet these thieving arsholes via friends, is even worse. STOP STEALING FROM ME YOU STUPID CUNTS. { And note the personal stealing off me, didn't really start when I was living in Sydney, it started after I got back from Melbourne RMIT, in Gunnedah, in 2005. So, the fact that there was stealing at this particular time of $50, around that guy, who was in cahoots with Rachel Weinberg sisters - this is yet another big giveaway, it's definitely them stealing from me. That $50 may have been stolen from my wallet if he did not do slip of the hand, as he had 2x$50 notes to pay me, he held them up to show me before he gave them. By the way, if I were living a different life, as in wanting to partner up with someone, I would never have an affair with a married man. I just ‘don’t believe’ in it; once you’re married, that’s it, you’re married for life, and other women are off the table. You have made a deal with not only each other, but with God. To interfere with this union, is just plain stupid in my opinion. 28. Carpal Boss Lump This morning when I went outside the kookaburras suddenly started laughing hysterically at me! I couldn’t work out what the issue was, I know there are certain things that set them off, - they are very cheeky birds. So, a couple of hours later I was inside and I noticed my wrist, suddenly, there was a big lump on it. I looked it up on google, it’s called Carpal Boss - it’s from over use. And as I’ve been doing a whole heap of knitting and spinning over Christmas and New Year, that must’ve triggered it, and hopefully it’s not an underlying osteoarthritis condition. Bloody Kookers! You know, those kookaburra’s seem to laugh at the most specific times, and often I think as I’m writing my life blog, it could well possibly be my parents, sitting up in those trees, as reincarnated kookaburras, laughing their heads off, upon hearing about my life, and what people are doing! “YOU KNOW - SOME FOREWARNING MIGHT OF BEEN NICE!” Btw, my grandmother used to have kookaburras come and visit her on her verander on the central coast, she used to feed them meat, she would buy little strips of beef already cut, from the supermarket, and leave them on the rail, they would come and take it, then bang the meat on the rail to tenderize it, then gobble it down. I personally now think she did it, so as to make sure the Kookas did not laugh at her! Also, this was the time when I had purchased a pretty magnetic bracelet on ebay, and had been wearing it. I noted it did cause a kind of aching pain after a while, and some may suspect, that it was the magnet that caused the Carpal Lump, due to drawing heavy metals to the area? Well, I am not sure, but I suspect that later could be true, as I have “overworked” a lot in the past, and had never had a Carpal Lump, plus since discarding the bracelet, I have not had one since. I have mentioned before that bracelet is designed by sickoes and weirdos for the intended purpose of causing pain. 29. Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis I took a photo of this inflammation, even though it’s pretty hard to see. Because a lot of people don’t believe the concept of a collapsed arch or planta fasciitis, they don’t understand about the pain at all. They see that I can still walk around, it looks normal, so, she must be lying, nothing wrong at all. Stupid dogs. But it is painful to walk around, and the more I walk, the worse it gets, if I keep going, as in, longer than ½ hr, my whole left leg swells up and I can’t bend my knee, very painful. (Even the Dr ignores this – Stupid Dr Enzo at Moore Park Beach.) When it was diagnosed, in late 2019/early 2020, when it was extremely painful, I looked at my foot, and I could see it was completely floppy, and I wish I had taken, not only a photo but a little video, to put up on YouTube, because people would be able to clearly see the collapsed arch from that footage. (I wrote this in 2020, but have comeback and updated it over some years, so I will include dates.) So, I’ve had this inflammation in my foot for 4yrs, it’s quite visible today, because it’s very hot, it’s middle of summer. I’ve been told it takes plantar fashitis 12 months to heal, and it’s been 13 months since I’ve thrown out the culprit offending boots, that were causing the problem in the first place, then the tiptoeing in the pool + walking around in bad boots with a 20c coin sized hole – 4mm deep, for 5yrs, with sore foot the whole time – major further damage). Infact one of the issues is knowing that you have it. (more about how to get rid of inflammation later). Mine wasn’t diagnosed for 3 years after it happened, so I was in slight pain the whole time, still walking around normally and wearing the offending work boots with slight hole. The Dr in Gunnedah had no idea what the problem was. It wasn’t until I saw a Chyro in Gin Gin, when it was diagnosed. So, once it’s been diagnosed, the only way it will heel in a short time, (and no one tells you this btw), is NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL, which means no walking anywhere ever. Maybe 3mnths, it will be heeled if you do that. But this is pretty much near impossible unless (A) you know straight away when it happens what the problem is (as if that would happen anyway), and (B) you have a merry bunch of hefty slave men who are willing to do lift you to the loo, and do all your cooking, cleaning and whatever else needs done…. Most people do not have this, and considering I had to re-locate five times on a collapsed arch with all my vast array of furniture and whatnot. I did major further damage. Maybe if you suddenly at that point in your life could do nothing, lived in a roomy house so you could get a scooter, crutches, and or a wheelchair, you might be in with a hope. But see, as you can walk on it anyway, one does - its much easy to slightly limp than change your whole life which is probably unaffordable for most anyway. A wheelchair would not even fit in any place I have lived. And since most who gets this affliction do not know “NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL” – it is a concerning issue, hence why I am writing about it. So you need to know; if you are forced to walk around, limp, like me (no choice here) – it does not heal, at all. It just will NOT heel under those circumstance, even if you only walk a little for the esssentials; food and bathroom. Will not heal. 6yrs later I still have it. So, before I updated this story again, I had listed a whole heap of things the physio recommends, I still will include below, but something happened in Dec 2023, and for just a brief moment I was suddenly in no pain – it was heeling. I will explain: because I had moved to QLD, somewhat near the coast, and had been mopeing around in my bedroom for near 5yrs, I knew I had to something good or I should start to feel bad, even though I had my entertaining Prime Video! So, I booked myself in to a snorkel daytrip – I thought how perfect for my foot, no pressure at all except from the car park to the marina. That day, and it was the 1st day of Summer, I spent 3hrs in the ocean, the water was a little cool still, but pleasant enough. But after 3hrs, it’s really cold, I got stiff as a board, but I refused to get out, as on the boat I would get bad seasickness. I believe this cold, plus possibly the magic of Steve Irwin’s spirit out there in the water (no dogs), kickstarted the healing. The next day my foot was still sore, but I was moving around the house with such agility, I had not experienced that since my 20’s, I felt so good infact I planted a lemon tree out, and unfortunatly in the process, did my back in! So back to bed again! I should mention, I did see an osteopath before the boat trip, he was excellent, and may have assisted in the ‘free movement’ thing? Maybe combination of both him and cold water treatment. So after about three weeks of taking, it easy, lying down, my back stopped hurting, and suddenly I noticed one day that my foot wasn’t in any pain, well, only a very small amount compared to usual. OMG you should have seen how excited I was. I got so excited that I felt I could hurry up the next final step, by squishing my foot into squishy sand at the beach, and stretching it. So off I went over to Armstrong Beach, only 11 minutes away, but, unfortunatly after 50m or so I realized there was no squishy sand at Armstrong Beach, just firm mud sand, and I had been walking too hastily with too much enthusiasm, and I could feel I had done something to it. Of course, it re-collapsed again, FUCK. What a waste. (Major communication problem here btw). Dr’s, what is the point? So, if by chance you have this problem, and it starts to heel - you’ve gotta take it easy still, and build up the strength before going for a brisk walk. So meanwhile, I waited all year to repeat that day out snorkeling, but alas, the dogs were there next time, and they fucked it up, so I could not spend those 3hrs in the water. I’m trying to find out if ‘cold treatments’ are available through a hospital, but so far, no avail. It was only in 2016 that it was brought into mainstream consciousness about exactly how helpful cold water is. I certainly had not been aware about it – and even in 2016, I just thought well, it works with immediate pain, but I had no idea it would actually prompt the body to start healing – but that’s what happens. Infact it is so beneficial, it ought to be common knowledge. Again, another area lacking in the school education system. Seriously this needs to be incorporated into the curriculum, like Basic first aid CARE. I emphasize that word, as do this, and crime will go down too. You know, no Dr, nor the physio or podiatrist have any idea how to treat it. Certainly NO ONE mentioned cold treatment to me. I tried the local Sarina pool, but they were closed well into summer, so the water was too warm by the time they opened, plus there are dogs there, so not going to work anyway. I also noted I trod on some glass a month back, there was blood, but it was not that bad. (And ofcourse with my left foot again), but now that’s its heeled, I noted there is a slight raised area where the cut was, its like it did not heel properly, so now that area is slightly ‘off’. So, I am hoping that is not what has happened to my Collapsed Arch, I mean now, maybe it too has heeled as much as its going to, leaving me permanently in pain? But I mean when I looked at, infact just after I got that cut, as I had to do some strenuous work cleaning in the kitchen; my toe was sticking up in the air, it looked almost as bad as how it looked that very first day in the pool when it collapsed, back in 2016. So, I thought it has simply re-collapsed again, but as I stroke the inner arch, there is no sharp pain, like what there has been for the past 6yrs. Or maybe I just can’t find it this time – it tends to hide? So, now below this is what I had written before I discovered cold treatments; Maybe a physio or a masseuse could do something, but no one really knows whether it should be just left to heal or should I poke, prod and massage or do stretching exercises? A Physio did give me some exercises to do, I tried, but actually it just makes it worse in my opinion, but I will go through what they told me below. This is what has been best for me, but none of things I mentioned below really work to heel it. (so, what’s the point? Work for nothing?) Oh, just by the by; go to a Dr and specialist straight away if you have foot pain, to get initial consult in writing. This diagnosis bit was an issue. It was huge issue. You just have to keep going back to the Dr, until you get a diagnosis. Unfortunately, as you cannot spend the next 12 months not walking on your sore foot at all -the first thing you have to do is get a support for your arch it’s better if you get a physio to do it for you, he can make it up to the correct height for your arch out of adhesive foam – at no cost (a podiatrist will charge you $600 for orthopedics, and $150 for consult, I would not bother going to a podiatrist, at least not a female one at any rate (seriously, such FAKERS, thieving fakers, they are hopeless). Plus, go to a physio, a male one. The one that I saw, could see AND FEEL the planta fasciitis -no one else could, (except the chiro who diagnosed it – but even then, I’m not entirely sure he could see it, as I suspect someone in the Dance world recognized the problem, as this type of Collapsed Arch is what Ballerinas sometimes suffer from – so I think the chiro had been ‘got’, and advised by someone what the issue was, so if I were to ask, “tell her”.) This also would explain his coy behaviour later, he refused to put the diagnosis in writing. So, the physio could see the planta fasciitis without having to poke and prod, and to get me to traipse around for 45 minutes - which is what the podiatrist does, so in comparison, a podiatrist is really hopeless, and painfully unhealthy, so just go to a physio (it may be, that I got a bad podiatrist, maybe not all are useless…). I’m not sure what would’ve happened if I went to Physio back in 2017, maybe, I would not still be in pain five years later? But it is pretty near impossible to see a physio in Australia unless you pay full price $150 per visit- so anyone unemployed cannot pay that. There are gov Care plans available, but not when you first present with a problem, they only give you the ‘part money’ care plan if you have had the condition for several years. But I no longer bother with that, it’s to useless a system, still too expensive, and the female dogs steal my visits anyway. I am at the point now in 2021, where from walking so ‘funny like’, for so long I have quite a few other big problems in both feet, plus in my right leg, but I think if I went to the physio every day, those problems could be fixed after a short matter of time – with massage (I guess it will help). Again, unfordable. This physio foam pad was very helpful, although after a few months when I felt I could remove the support, I think it collapsed again. So, you need to build the muscle back up slowly, these exercises I was told to do, really hurt, so I stopped doing them shortly, except 1 or 2; you need to relax the muscle with gentle self-massage (unfortunately only the people that live in fairytale world can afford a proper physio every day) – anyway, a proper masseuse would probably not know what to do about a collapsed arch anyway, and there are several different types of Planta fasciitis. Actually, in retrospect, do not get a masseuse to handle your foot, only a physio. (But I feel after not much activity after 5yrs, a masseuse is needed to get the circulation moving in my whole left leg, urgently, as other problems have developed like toe impingement on my right foot from slightly limping, then deferred spine pain down my left leg with pins and needles sometimes, I would say from limping too, affecting my spine, back pain, and fluid in my left knee – I tried to get a mobile masseuse to come out here, but so far, I have only been contacted by men looking for sex – what is wrong with people? When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident, and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. (No need to exert yourself at a gym, just get a massage!!) Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, and the naturopaths up here don’t do massage... they don’t make them like they used to…. Good people are hard to come by. Anyway, back to my exercises. A Physio told me one exercise was, arching your foot so pretend you’re picking up a wet towel with your toes, that scrunching act builds up the muscle. I felt that is a good one, not too painful. Then stretch the big toe against the wall, up. Then stretch calf too – this is good, but better to stretch it out with a soft ball. I purchased several in different sizes/ firmness to get the right one for me. Also stretch foot around clockwise then anticlockwise, use a fulcrum to twist and strain; twisting flexed, twisting pointed. Not sure about that one, someone stole my red rubber fulcrum that the physio gave me. One podiatrist said to elevate myself up on tippytoes, this was way too painful to do, and infact the left foot cannot really take the weight, so all weight was going on my right tippytoes anyway. I recommend not doing that. See, why would he recommend that – clueless. I found in the heat of summer it is much worse, so roll your foot on a bottle of frozen water to help stretch and cool the muscle. Rest rest rest (it is extremely difficult to do nothing, I found knitting and Netflix helps, but the young (and stupid) people from Netflix were stealing from me, so I switched to Prime Video. I have a roller chair, really you need to be wheel chair bound the whole time – no walking, no weight on that foot at all, until its healed. (As if that is possible!). So, I’m just going to still have to patiently wait for it to heal. Waiting waiting waiting. I also discovered just recently, if I hang a soft padded fabric sling from my canopy bed, I can rest and put my foot in this canopy sling and raise it up only about 20cm. I feel this made a huge difference the next day when I stood up in the morning, instead of my usual aching limp to the kitchen, I actually didn’t notice the planta fasciitis for the first time in a long time, it was only when I thought about how my foot is not hurting, when I flexed slightly and tried all weight on the pad part of the foot, then I could feel it, but it wasn’t majorly painful like usual. This still did not heal it though in the end, and I cannot have my canopy fixed at my new old motel room address. In Nov 2021, I have found a cure for inflammation! I came about this by accident because I have purchased a new blowup inflatable spa with COVID19 cash grants, and I filled it up with some hot water (solar powered hot water) and as it was spring, I didn’t realize exactly how hot it would be, and I put my feet in, and it was too hot to get in, but I decided that I should give my foot a massage with the bubbles and hot water, - with a bit of Ylang Ylang pure essential oil (known for anti-inflammatory benefits). My foot was in there for probably 15 minutes, in that very very hot water, up to my knees. My feet and calves were red raw, and looked cooked! But it was just a short time after that, maybe 2 days, suddenly I had kind of like a pustule bust from my toes, the big one, and the one next to it, full of a clear liquid, and I believe that was the inflammation, or lymph fluid (?), because my foot was greatly improved after this. the raised swollen area was gone – and is still gone in 2023. And so, instead of only walking for 10 minutes or so, I could last an hour. I was in far less pain, and I was so thrilled about this that I have to write it down, because I’ve never heard of this before, in fact I’ve only just discovered lymphoedema massage is used for the same thing; if your lymph nodes aren’t working properly (and sometimes in the past my lymph nodes have not been working properly, - apparently due to an injury in my left breast when I was working as a nanny, the little girl kicked me as hard as she could in my boob, she was throwing a tantrum. SO now my feet swell up to twice the size in hot hot weather). So, I went to a lymphoedema massage – but again, female fucking fakers – they are useless. Seriously, there needs to be a ban on all so-called female “professionals” in the health sector – they are that hopeless. Oh, I need to add, the first podiatrist, he could see the collapsed arch (same as the Chiropractor could (?) And that podiatrist diagnosed the toe inpigment on my other foot too. He was savvy enough, fast and concise. However, the second one I saw (from the same clinic) who was a young female, she could not see the collapse arched, and after 45 minutes of poking and prodding, and having to traipse around, she said the reason I’m having so much pain is because I’m walking funny - truly ridiculous. I told her I’ve been walking for many years I’ve pretty much got it down pat, and NO I was not going to spend $600 on her pair of orthopedics that she wanted me to purchase - total moneymaking scammer. (Unable to walk an hr later or bend my knee, plus I had sharp pain in my left boob for the next week), they also charged me $100/$150 without Chronic Disease Management plan, when it should have been free. Plus, the young male Dr, I happened to see later that day – totally ignored the enlarged knee (trying to save the stupid blonde bimbo podiatrist?). BTW, 6yrs I have this 6yrs, 2017 it collapsed. It is now May 2022, Dec 2023 as I do a quick rewrite. So, while I say at the top, go to the doctor and a specialist, like a physio or a podiatrist - if I had of gone to this girl initially, it would’ve been a disaster. Oh and 3 doctors I’ve seen, in fact told me that they would need to diagnose a collapsed arch with an ultrasound and an x-ray - this is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard! A collapsed arch is when the muscle collapses, so you can’t see it from an x-ray or an ultrasound. It seems absurd that these doctors would insist I go to the bother of having an x-ray and an ultrasound, JUST ABSURD – and none of those 3 Drs suggested that I see a podiatrist or a physio or cold water - ABSURD AND completely clueless. However, there was one doctor an older man who suggested I see a podiatrist. (Old man doctors by far superior to young men doctors, and definitely try to avoid a female. So, while I’ve got new techniques to cope with the pain, my foot today is still sore; it’s 8:30 in the morning, I can feel it, it’s painful as I’m sitting here at my desk typing this for my blog, so no real activity today at all, but still hurts. It’s December, so I’m thinking this is why, because it’s warmed up, so come January/February, I suspect it will be much more painful in those summer heat waves we get. So basically, I still can’t walk. You know what, in life, one has to go through ‘stuff’ and if I have to experience what it’s like being handicapped in some way, at least it’s only this. It could be much worse, I mean with the collapsed arch, I can more or less get around to do basic things, and look after myself, especially with my roller chair. And I can lay in bed quite comfortably and do things for short periods, like knit, write, or watch telly, which also gives other parts of my body that have copped a bit of a beating from being overworked, time to rest and heal too. I often have to tell myself; things could be much worse whenever I’ve got the violin strings out. Update 2021, I didn’t have one of those spiky balls to roll under my arch, but I found a glass jar, instead of rolling it on the usual spot, I extended it right out to the long toe - it just so happens that the second toe next to the big toe is longer than my big toe, on my foot, it’s a little unusual, but when I did this, it was almost an ecstatic feeling, it just felt so good to really stretch that whole toe and muscle out. And from that point on, I felt there has been a change, and it’s not as painful, and there’s not as much inflammation. While it is still sore today, I’m pretty sure it’s not as painful this summer as it was last summer. I just have to remember to still take it easy, and not do anything like gardening outside. But I’ve started making plans for what I’m going to do when I no longer have a sore foot, and can walk properly, the exercise I’m going to do…. 2022 update I have discovered a reflexologist on You tube who shows you how to get rid of lymph fluid. It turns out I did have a buildup of lymph fluid – I just thought it was inflammation. But due to the inactivity, I guess lymph fluid became a problem, then especially when I moved to my new mould unit in a rainforest garden, so major mold problem, then very sore lymph under my arms. Anyway, after I used his technique (Dr Adam Thomas), OMG, the relief was amazing, I was so thrilled about all that excess fluid on top of my foot and along the shin, finally just disappearing, and practically overnight, that I left a marriage proposal on his YouTube comments!!! His wife is lucky woman! (he’s married thankgoodness!). I have found it interesting, that going to a Doctor in Australia, on average, really makes no difference to your health problem, infact it may even make it worse. They seem to have no abilities to notice the problem and heal at all. Possibly 2 exceptions to that, the Dr who could diagnose my arthritis without doing any expensive tests, and the one who diagnosed my elbow; olecranon bursa. Both Indian backgrounds. I want to write further, in detail what happened on my snorkel trip with the full cure: In 2022, I had been really exhausted from having to re-locate again (AGAIN), and so I spent at least the next 5 months pretty much doing nothing trying to recoup my whole body was aching, again, spent arms. I am not sure most people would understand they type of ‘body exhaustion’ I am talking about here? After 5 months, it was December 1, and I decided enough moping around, I should take advantage of my location, and I arranged a snorkeling day trip. Perfect activity for people with sore feet. But I got terribly seasick on the boat out to the reef, breakfast vomited all over the engines. But as a result of seasickness, I spent the whole time hanging off the back of the boat rather than in the boat. Well, when we got there to Scawfell Island, we straight away were ushered into the water for snorkeling (with flippers). This was great, my nausea soon disappeared. I was not sure how my foot would react the following day for wearing flippers for so long, and having a pointed toe for so long – after all, that was how it ultimately collapsed in the end – from standing on my tippies in the pool. the flippers were huge, the good expensive full foot kind, I recall swimming back to the boat instead of taking the dingy, and my left foot especially was cramping from my strain of using them again, for the first time in years - I was kicking hastily back to the boat, before a shark came along! I just saw a sting ray instead! No need to fear! After snorkeling, I felt it would be better to be a bit cold and stay in the water for those 3hrs, rather than feel sick, back on the boat, - even anchored, I felt sick on the boat, I climbed on after snorkeling to get a heartburn tablet, (another problem I have peptic ulcers from stress, and also driving). But I was sick straight away - within 30 seconds back on board (such a horrible feeling). So, I went down the steps at the back of the boat, which was anchored in deep water – such a beautiful turquoise water, and under the wildcat it reminded me of my lap pool, with the water reflecting green on to the narrow channel under the high raised boat. I was really enjoying being there and being out of ear shot of everyone. I was hanging on to the back steps, just kind of bobbing around with my googles on, not that I could see much, but it was reassuring seeing nothing in such deep water! Maybe 4m deep? So still fairly light when you looked down. Sometimes I would rest on the bottom step under the water, but still making sure my feet were not touching anything. I found I had to keep moving so I did not get too cold. I did leg exercises, like lifted both my legs, pointed my toes, then taking them back down pointing to the sand below. I also did not have my head under water mostly for that part. I get adversely affected if my head is too cold. – I get really slow and sleepy, if I am too cold. But out there that day, I was not sleepy at all. My whole body, especially my legs too, by the end, I think it was 3hrs in total, it may have only been 2 hrs? as we did go to the beach briefly, were stiff as a board – it did not feel at all, like I had been ‘cured’! Infact, I thought I would most likely be stiff and sore all the following week. I was only down there to avoid being seasick, I had NO IDEA, it would cure my foot. We left at 3pm, I got sick again on the way back. Vomit all over the engines again. I hastily left the boat and drove back to Sarina, and them immersed myself in a long hot shower. So, whatever I was doing out there - not only my foot, but my whole body totally responded to it. I have been patiently waiting until the following spring when I can repeat the process. I wanted a “Groundhog Day” it did not happen. I did want to go in Autumn, but had no money, it is expensive going out the on the Wildcat, seems to be the only way to go out to the reef, bar purchasing a helicopter! Plus they put my rent up, plus all monthly bills, I have no money at all, and can’t really afford to feed my cat properly, but I do. I am extreme low income for some reason, they only give liars, cheaters and dogs money in Australia. Not to mention the thefts continue, and I am surrounded by dogs who harass me daily, there are 3 all either side of me atm. Plus the dogs who drive outside my place, they continue too. I think knowing this situation about me, also further explains why I have not been heeled. I’m thinking the physio exercises that I was given would be a good thing to do AT THAT POINT, after cold treatment. After you can feel it almost heeled, to build up the muscles, with no brisk walking still for at least another 3-6mnths, no point in taking any risks. Also, I saw a docu for space researches, this got me thinking, if when it first happened, if you went into “space” for 3mnths – prob a full cure then too! So, if you can afford to go out into space -do that after you get a collapsed arch J 30. Physio Stealing From Me (female – what a surprise) This Physio stated she only charge me chargeback amount of $55 but in actual fact charged my credit card $85 So as part of my care plan to try to cure my collapsed arch, I have been given 5 appointments to see specialists, they’re meant to be free to me, as the Gov (Medicare pays the Dr) but so far, I’ve not been to any that have been free. Here is what happened at the Friendlies Physio centre in Bundaberg in 2022. What happens with my foot, if I walk on it for too long, particularly in the summer heat, my whole left leg swells up, with inflammation or lymphoedema problems, and so I booked into a physio, who was a specialist particularly, in the field of lymphoedema massage. I made a point of going there after I knew I would have some problems because I had to do a few errands in town that day, but when I went there my leg was quite normal, it hadn’t swollen up as per usual, I still attended the appointment to see what she had to say. She (Sarah Atkinson) said it was a little swollen compared to the other, I told her I had seen photos of lymphoedema cases, where the lg, ankle and foot was 3 times the size, and so finally my foot must be healing. However, she wanted me to buy a stocking to wear on my leg, which cost $80, and I felt it was a little strange considering I didn’t really have a major lymphoedema problem, and she admitted that, but then she wanted me to buy a stocking anyway, and said if I bought the stocking, then she would make sure I didn’t get charged $85, and just $55, so I would get the full rebate back ($55). So, I was pleased about that, pleased to finally hear a health specialist admit, that it is up to them what they charge, and any who charge more than the rebate amount ARE OVERCHARGING – MOST WILL SAY, oh no, there is an “automatic” extra charge. {btw, the podiatrist charged $149 – blatant theft, then wanted me spend $650 on orthopaedics – more blatant theft} So, then talking to the girls out the front who were charging me, I told them that I didn’t really have lymphoedema, and so it seemed a little bit pointless in spending $80 on a stocking, and so in the end I didn’t purchase the stocking - {thank goodness -no free lunches for stocking bitches. I find in many retail situations, there are often girls trying to push me to over-spend or buy things I do not need – a common thing, this was no different.} So, I left, still expecting not to be charged $85 but only $55, even though I didn’t buy the stocking - it’s not like it’s a pre-requirement, that I purchase stockings, in order to receive care. But when I checked my credit card later, they charged me $85. So, I mean, that is blatant theft. Absolute shame and greed in the health sector. Another girl who doesn’t have any common-sense and makes the wrong decision based on greed. Plus, she literally just sits there and uses one hand to slowly, actually it’s like slow motion, to rub, or not even rub, more like ‘sweep’ down the leg, and then back up, I felt like even, I could do that, as in, it doesn’t really take any skills to do that, in fact I thought, I would be better at it than her, because she seemed to be missing all the key lymphoedema spots, like infront of the toes, and around the ankles, and up from the ankles along a certain muscle towards the back of the knee, and the back of the knee. She seemed to be a little bit oblivious to the lymph hotspots. This is another final straw photo story, due to all the female bimbo medical staff (mostly receptionists) who overcharge me, and have been stealing from me, over many years, not only stealing, but major harassment as well. The other physio in Bundaberg, male, Cody, charges $75, - Crofton st Physio, so still overcharging care plan recipients {Cody was the only competent Dr, aside from the Chiro who could see the Collapsed Arch, and note, when they actually do their job properly, and know what they are doing, I am not concerned about being overcharged) Life Stories P15 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 (this) , 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 Page 4 Certain retailers and Australian post making my life difficult.jpg other business using my name to sell its fabrics - online thieves.jpg more food stolen out of freezer.jpg pen on string has gone missing again.jpg Port Macquaries Your Discount Chemist online thieves, again.jpg another 2 spatulas stolen in 2020, and 1 in 2019 .jpg suspected visiting neighbours kids stole hose sprayer then returned it week later.jpg WAX PRODUCT THAT DOES NOT WORK - this retailer is stealing from you.jpg Whole heap of beautiful pale pink paint stolen.jpg Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management care plan papers STOLEN.jpg knitpro stolen cable.jpg stolen knitting needle reminder.jpg Tank overflow kit BRANDNEW stolen.jpg Budget Truck thieves stole 680 dollars NO CONVICTION.jpg more stealing from ebay.jpg fake courier or one that just refused to deliver my dishwasher.jpg OMG these chineseAustralian ebay sellers are so dodgy.jpg STOLEN BRICK.jpg $60 Brandnew 500ml bottle of Rosemary essential oil hair care STOLEN.jpg stolen chocolates.jpg secateurs stolen.jpg The richest women in Gin Gin - they are stealing my food from my fridge.jpg Council Men in Beeping Trucks and who do Signs.jpg MICROSOFT DOG NERDS WASTING MY TIME WITH CAPTCHA NOT WORKING.jpg champagne sunglasses STOLEN - another pair of sunglasses.jpg Page 4 NEXT 1 2 3 4 (this) 5

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 Photo Index Search website ABOUT P1 1. Emily Bieman's Blog - Single Lady Persecution"My Scream" 2. Menu 3. Brief Intro 4. My photo - Emily Constance Bieman age 18 at Gunnedah Henry St house, happy (“I have finally left that school”) 5. My Garden – Out front 604 Bridges RD Rangari, near Gunnedah, November 2016 6. Long Intro 7. Sum up of my life with photos of the garden 8. Front Verander 9. Eucalyptus I planted on the Orange Grove rd 10. View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari 11. Now, all that’s wrong with the world 12. The Bullies 13. The Stealing 14. Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story 15. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 16. Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental 17. The Big JellyBaby Scam 18. Emily Bieman at rental farm at Colosseum near Miriam Vale QLD Australia 19. My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation 20. List of Items that have been stolen from me since 2013 – 2022 21. Retailers stealing from me 22. Wainberg child (now in her 50’s) About P2 1. Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women. 2. School Girl Antics with 2 ‘theft’ stories and my Shiny Coin one 3. Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan 4. Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 5. Bully Teachers in Australian Public Primary Schools 6. Everybody needs to read this - harassment 7. Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well adjusted kids 8. Seeking Facebook Help as Dr refused to help - Diagnose a Handicapped Foot 9. Mothers to BLAME for a Thieving Offspring 10. Massage chair rip off from harvey norman 11. Bunnings Bimbos at Tamworth stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game 12. Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service 13. Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs 14. Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers 15. The internet and social media - hand of God re facebook nazi admin problems 16. The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request 17. 2008 Virus afteraffects, 12yrs later 18. Deliberate not Deliberate 19. Correlation between being bullied and getting sick 20. Monumental Problems with Receptionists 21. Not absolutely everyone 22. Cleaning Up the Trash of Society 23. Am I living in bizarro world 24. 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT 25. More About Stuff 26. Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) 27. Crazy Is 28. Bullies in mental health industry 29. Bullies Alex McClymont, Roz Watson and Sharon Morgan behaving badly and caught on camera 30. Is one missing? Looks like it? LIFE STORIES P1 (Intro) View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love my garden I love my garden June 1982,Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) 1982 Holwood, Currabubula, House and Ford Falcon The Leech Story and in1977 picnic by the river at Limbri Bieman family 1988 with story to try and tackle quality inhibited parenting Stolen Garden 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Emily Bieman horseriding Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends Hope – when your young of finding somewhere to live 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people Me, off to beach xmas 2021 The Robin Hood Game by local retailers at Gin Gin, Bundaberg, Gunnedah, Tamworth, and the ABC Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics Hay bimbo nazihead You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis Australian Building Practises, its Renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS Poor renters Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out Moving to a Big City The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Life Stories P2 (WHOLE HEAP OF WRITING) Rangari House before I moved in 2008 Promised Kesby house – the one that I moved half my stuff to, then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook Long Cottage Back Of Bad House At Builyan 12 Ute loads of stuff to move by myself - 5 TIMES This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland 7 Village Lane Kookabutrra Park, Sept 2021 garden DRY AS Present Day Teeny Tiny Unit Near Mackay - Old Hotel (WHOLE HEAP MORE WRITING) Major Centrelink Problems (I do a further detailed Centrelink Nazi story on Life Stories page (WHOLE HEAP MORE WRITING) Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia1995-2020 Update on Plantar fasciitis 2023 Observation of the reason for the bane of my life Really long enough 16 and long enough page! Life Stories P3 Family House at 18 Henry St Collage TRIPLE Twinwall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect roof insulation Keep Australia Beautiful Santa Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story Small appliances sabotage, and girls who think they are helping who go gets them Canine Story in Hong Kong Tomas’s Poisoned Dog Story - Rare Giant Dog Breed, poisoned by imbeciles Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers Think you won - no you lost Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone peacock problems The “Helpful” Female Will Eucalyptus Microcorys Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN Books and fairy-tale childhoods Book industry in Australia Designs to match personalities English wannabes story with Victorian clothing Couples using singles they feel inferior to them, to invoke excitement in their marriage. Is your garden too good for society Screaming always works 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Cruel Australian farmers and their gung ho kids What kind of Jerk keeps a Birdie on a Chain Being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the “worthless” category Stuff I should have known Sunrooms full of ferns Notice To Leave DOGS – the government big secret in Australia - with photo of My Parents, Fran and Dick Bieman Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Life Stories P4 It all comes down to food jealousy Family photo with big boobs story 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story Change of life to include Gardening Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Batman Another example of persecution of single ladies North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls People who are Designed and Built to Work Look Alikes or Doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna MarieTeach me a lesson – mindset Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism 5 Kid’s Story { here is photo of I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature} Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Emily the Greeny Take photos and videos of everything If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will I would hate to be born in Ethiopia Reference from Anna Abbott Gardeners Discriminated Against Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines Lord Of The Flies admin Why privacy is important Product Placement Sun Dried Apricots (this one is elsewhere too, but not indexed) Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Dyeing Story and the “female misodge”Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not Life Stories P5 All my hard work of Boulder collecting stolen and wasted Back rockery A few of my fabric designs – {When you see what you want ask for it you just never know} English class in high school Criminal vigilantes picking on gardeners who grow exotic plants Culmination of thought story NEGS, house mistress obsession with the young girls Short blonde girl who steals from me Army Of One Short Blonde Girl Girl getting families to harrass me and steal via the neighbours places Gunnedah squash courts the real reason School Art Story Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, both stolen Fruit and Vege Thief, shooting story I bet they don’t even have a sore foot, and re, Renters are POVERTY people When you see what you want ask for it you just never know My Pusscat is Never Going to get Stuck up a Tree Every plant specie I sell, has a story, this is woodwardii’s Major Socket Shortage in Australian Homes Blinded By Money Syndrome and Money Thinkers = Greedy Thinkers pot belly theory You know what they Say, Good Fences Make for Good Neighbours how did you spend your childhood Is the Australian Government ripping you off Self-declared important people - Special Little Buttercup Statue of Liberty story Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying Neighbour shaming, to wake them up to the beauty of nature Mulberry Syrup story Siren Dogs - Ambulance Kids Joyriders Life Stories P6 My Pool Sold Important Back info you should know - Slipped Disc story My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater The cunning plans of Mother Nature; Sneaky yet brilliant little camelian weeds and my Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical plant story Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story Water Cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery Strange and Unexplained Netflix Phenomenon The Secret - Rhode Island Red Evil Chook Story Ebay Nazis now, after 5 yrs, and ebay POWER SELLER - 1300 positive feedbacks - BUT THEY STILL ban ME – NAZIBIMBOS Typical Day for me Re-creations Art Ban on Australian website Redbubble My Experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery in Chandos St Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Stain Sabotage Happens All The Time on my Good clothes not to mention Quality item Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my Life now Bitch Wind Beauty Advice for Ladies My Fiery Horse Story Horse Hay Bale story – and ‘Stop and Deal’. Don’t be a slow reactor My Stolen Black Beauty horse story Cornfields Stolen Horse Story Horse Stories Continued; Fast Riding, School Girl Bullies, and Women in The Race Industry What, No Horse at Rangari! Who put that Trotter in there! Horse Story no 8, re Slow Motion Horses on Holidays Zig Zagging through an Acacia lined little country rd Life Stories P7 The Stalking Page Public Transport in Sydney – biggest area of ‘bad types’ Typical Outing for me Another Example of Constant Incessant Persecution This driver is obsessed with me 26th July 1130am WHITE SUV following me again - most likely stealing my mail Well you can try to keep up Stalking Dogs in Melbourne Postage dogs who deliver my mail to my neighbours The weird and bizarre phenomena on of people leaving their house when I leave my house Followed, Stared at, Harassed, Targeted Toll truck wanting people to pay them a toll Neighbour Stalkers Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars Bikini Bitches - More hater dogs trying to fight me Beige car woman trying to control what I see GET A LIFE YOU STUPID BITCH Persecution at Woolworths and Coles instore, trailing off to other areas of Tantrum Throwing by Arrogant Stalking Monkeys on my Back Bitches driving infront of me, OR WAITING FOR ME AT MY DESTINATION, as a way of stalking, harassing and stealing from me – DOGS Car herding and Number plating Beeping Bimbo in New Car Phenomenon Same name phenomenon Stalking neighbours online too P plate-ing 40yr old women DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, at home- it makes no difference where A common obsession tactic is to try to distract me inorder to fuck up the intended object Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON Bonds Bullies Screaming gecko, loud lizard, high-pitched tapping sounds from gecko in QLD, tuck tick tick Daewoo Car looks like a mouse Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Now look here special whole new photo for so-called do-gooders were trying to save Toot Toot Crazy Movie Industry Life Stories P8 The Banging and Tapping page Winnifred O’Hare and the Witches of Salem Sleep stealing and female doctor manipulations Old man in trailers driving in circles Sound Harassment when I Exit my House Finally, some normality when I walk outside into the garden (View from Front door looking out over veranda at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin) My kitchen at rangari Internet and telstra plus prime video working together Pellaea ovata - ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern (9) - my beaded hanging basket with Pellaea Some Councils know how to do it 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. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint Ficus benjamina - Weeping Fig planted 1916 at Miriam Vale; along Station St, near Gladstone, QLD Why are there televisions blaring in every single waiting room in Australia Another dog following me, is this one of yours Prime TV (now Channel 7)? Sibling Friend Jealousy Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House 2 planes flying over house and paddock, and yellow one aerial spraying poison on me Video from youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA hickleberry IRRISPONSIBLE farmers Wilderness story and the real problem of kerbing population Old Man Problems Spotlight thieving girls on meterage, again featuring Cathy Goldman getting the dogs Dorm Snoring Story Daily Glistening Rain Drop Spectacle You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life Reference from Robert Cull Small Responsibilities Dim women don't know that you have to do right by people Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Doctor Receptionists Life Stories P9 The Houses Page Can't sit still 2017 at Rangari House Garden Dead frog, bird and rats in my drinking water on rental house Another Awesome “Grand Designs” Piece of Perfection Tulcumbah House and Mandy story Cookie Cutter Housing Australian Architecture Sure, I could have built my own home Dream House, single story, hay bale and double glass window walls, raised roof light-well, open plan Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-DPrivacy related architecture and landscaping Mandatory - under every new house build in Australia Last weekend and privacy, security, and a total escape from the Rat Race You know what they say, good fences make for good neighbours Builders with Brains Quadrangle House Ideas to Combat Privacy and COOKIECUTTER HOUSES Housing Concerns in Australia Australian Houses Need Sloped Roofs Nuisance Neighbours (Plus a list of every single place I rented since I left home at age 18) Landlord Providing Air Pollution Houses Australian streets are starting to look much better, finally Some councils are getting it right, some still are not Septic Solutions - Typical cement septic tank with the drip overflow diverted into a dug-out Worm Toilet and Compost Septic System DIY worm waste aerobic compost septic system - turning all household waste into liquid gold Odd Request - Cooktown letter to their council Bruises from Moving on my OWN Inadvertent Government Granted Permissions for Real Estates to obtain Private Information Warning about Body Corporates -Powertripper Take Overs You Really Need to get this Right re Roof Insulation Way too many Design Companies and Hardly any Construction Companies - Due to a Lack of Organisation Look at what this person at Mackay is doing, to CASH IN on the QLD rental crisis Life Stories P10 More Ocean Rock Pools in QLD please Gov Seaforth Beach Net, no crocs, no stingers, no sharks, - way to go Seaforth Council, photo from Google - Lozza Paterno Odd Little Cow / Colour Association Story. Colour Therapy Lying Tafe Teachers Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari You know I am fed up with stupid women judging ugly people Unmarked Undercover Police Car in QLD, and Shame on Gladstone Council for Stealing via Unnecessary Multiple Speed Signs Fish Story At Pretty Beach Forget about the entire cleaning isle at the supermarket - cleaning aisle Nursing home concerns blurb Faux charities Faux people Gunnedah 'the peoples attitude' at Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue Stolen garden hat, Melbourne open Garden Scheme 2006 Future Business Mission My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks Real Estate Tactic’s to Steal Tenants Bond I found some photos of when I was living at Tulcumbah and Tulip on the edge Tulcumbah Back Garden Water Rushing into the Namoi Dec 07 upstream shot at Tulcumbah Work Desk At Tulcumbah My desk with PC at Rangari My chook yards Just look at my Strawberry Patch Above! Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers Sweep Pervert Issues under the Carpet why Don't you Old Lady Thieves People would prefer to go on personal power trips rather than look after their house The Robin Hood game A 94CM LONG STRAND OF MY HAIR I love my sweet treats Life Stories P11 She who Spoils her Cat the most, Wins Spot on Flea Tick Treament causes Mast Cell Tumors - Cancer We all need the right nutrition from the womb Cat Stories - To bath or not to bath. You will find this tedious if you are not a Rampant Cat Fan Country Feral non-thinking Tight Arse’s Cat scratch with anti-tetanus story Tulip, his Whiskers give me Whiskers Bank staff trying to unempower customers Often people are described as died peacefully in their sleep Morning Tea with the Old Lady Neighbours Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw clasp for necklace STOLEN Covid cash grant money Spa experience 2020 / 2021 Character Reference from Lizzie Blake Thoughtful Sign in Bundaberg The rentals with “little girl landlord problems” Bad Wikipedia Admin (photo of arshole boy from wikipedia who ban me for no reason) My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent Councils Hogging all the Men Non thinking people from the past wasting space - Waverley cemetery More detailed list of the things I wish I was told when I was 18 Exactly just WHO am, I talking too Example of people who should mind their own business (and rack off) Fighting medalling Mary nazi bimbo types Bundaberg / Gin Gin Truck driver stealing petrol money from Taxpayers Mail sign people Roof going on Back Deck November 2020 Cate Rogers, Winfried Hoerr and Andrew Kelly These are the Kinds of People that Email me, contact me – ‘yuk’ people If there were no 3rd borns the whole of the entertainment industry would probably close down Public movie scenario creators Companies Which Never Paid Me My Super The Brutal World of Money Life Stories P12 Girl Communication Issues The Scatterbrain Saves everyone from Dying Neighbourhood problem specific to me today at Stella‘s house I have two biblical food stories For Every Action, There Is an Equal and Opposite Reaction re Coward of the County Vitamin and Mineral pre-I told You So Food Bullying Through Obesity Encouragements Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Cocky Real Estates Stoop to a New Arrogant Low Re Pete Long Squeaky Wind Story Good Vibes in Roof Space Conversion Moving plants, relocating to Sarina Veranda/work room Harassment for Money from Employment Provider in Gin Gin for Road Works and Street Beautification SH SH it’s a secret Cockatoo Story 4 people that are, or, look like Karen Cull (high school biology teacher from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia) Food and Flower jealousy Tool Work Room at Rangari, I am a fan of Art – Glover Night Sweats - Direct result from a Lack of Privacy Bending the truth photos from realtors Naughty Kangaroo Solutions The Bimbo Dominatrix along with The Sand Man Story Australian women are way too jealous by nature due to multiple kids Massage Please for all hard-working Australians It’s a Renters life – Putrid Drinking Water Supermarket female rebel frenzy Mothers showing girls good housekeeping The Lush Green Water Myth in Queensland Wrongfully Perpetuated by Realtors INTENTION to INSURE me without the physical Punch - This is PHYSICAL ABUSE in a most SINISTER Way Secret fantasies these days Life Stories P13 The scent of a pine Lying and fainting bad nurses Unwanted Nuisance Callers plus religious story Meals on Wheels Teach empathy - Clever and Creative ways to raise kids who aren’t bullies Bottlebrush’s under powerlines; don’t be afraid chop chop chop! Canine dog story Unnecessary “squelchy mess” due bored factory food workers Hand-made Silver Ring Stolen List of Strange Things that Happen, Weird Things, Dodgy Things, Someone in my House Female Thinking re “I want to beat you so badly and since I can’t, I will just kill you” Correct ph soap for ladies Bundaberg Court employs unsavvy judges Fancy Appliances Remote Access And Rival Appliance Companies Recurring Dream Bitches at big W who pretended to have lost my bike Phone Numbers of Girls that Call me and Hang up, or Lie about Who They Are Centrelink Jobs Providers - Employment Services, forcing people to be slaves in 2021 Centrelink’s job providers playing teacher and Casandra Dunstan at Best Australia Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer Centrelink Nazis These posts work Dysfunctional Doctors and Centrelink staff Stupid little blonde bimbo brainwashing people so I would have to move Design and Print and Sell your Design companies – REVIEW Vital life stuff that needs to be added to the curriculum St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop FaceAND HIVESfrom Homeopath Chinese Elastic dictating Fashion Trends in the 90's Not Sweet Smelling at Garden Express Almond Tree and King Parrots Life Stories P14 This is the kind of thing that I Dream about – Double Saunas Belle of the Ball We can see your garden on Google Maps Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward My first lot of carob powder – yum Earliest Memory Deliberate windscreen chip attack of war Some Little Bitch Harassing me Re-Fake Speeding Ticket Rainbow Bee-eater Halloween 2020 Why do I have long Hair The Calling of Nature Housing concerns in Australia Councils - COME ON List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming Rental Bitches from Melbourne Harassing me My rental farmhouse - 10yrs here at Rangari, near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia My address is none of your business Acacia tree Massacre Oppression that leads to War Printscreen of my new Seed Shop on LocalSeeds Jewish Mowing Story Is This The Woman Plastic Peg Graveyard in Every Backyard Come on Australia, you have to use your brain and creativity a little bit Bug and Insect Cruelty Renters Walk-in Closet, hanging clothes wardrobe Opposite re rebellious people doing the opposite of what I want OR what they should be doing at work This is a huge problem I EXPERIENCE, as of 2015, Simon Says Can’t stand movie directors using animals in their movies especially like this one - cruel idiots Life Stories P15 Double-barred Finch - Taeniopygia bichenovii (my CHANEL Birds) next to Screenshot of my Wix Fabric Website The Dedicated Lifestyle of Copying me. Some People are so Weird in their Dysfunction The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces Renters Tips - byo Induction Cooker – Piggyback the Electrics Money Saver for Electricity re Hot Water Thieving perverts around 43 Audley St, Petersham NSW 2049 Australian Medicare My Life Contributions, accomplishments, or I should call it aid and inspire Movies Dividing People Passively and Silently Encouraging Class The Good Door Story with Mouse Story Bad Actors who do Not take their Job Seriously And as a Result Disrespects the Central Character’s Life Meddling Mary’s, Modern in Victorian st-none of your business Do you have the right TONE to argue your point? Struck by lightning Telstra guarantee Telstra fighting tactics if they’re not worshipped together with CBA thieves Phone call sabotage by Telstra bimbos who think it will be funny School woodworking projects Mothers Teaching their Kids how to Shoplift If you can’t get within 10m of girl in waking hrs, SAME APPLIES IF SHE’S ASLEEP Mall Dogs and blondes who baby discriminate Kindy Pinterest - Can’t say pussy on Pinterest - Words you can’t use on the internet without being Flagged and Banned We want 100% Biodegradable thanks Grandmothers relegated to childcare I am a creative artistic person Every 4th Day re Truck Drivers Concerning Themselves with my Hair Bike stealing in Boganville Australia Carpal Boss lump Inflammation from collapsed Arch What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch – Plantar fasciitis Stealing From Me (female – what a surprise) Life Stories P16 Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants Bus Blocking Street Signs at Every Street Corner in Bundaberg Tank Water Pump setup at Kookaburra Park House I Love Secondhand Shops Reference Women at the ABC Natural Ocean Pools – I love them Knowledge is power, know this about tetanus ABC iView app harassment in the form of tooting every 5minutes and ABC tv doing beeping bullshit stories More Courier Truck Driver Stalkers Ladies Secret Weapon against the Monthly Curse It’s Taken Them 30 years but they Caught on in the End Old Age Health Essentials Home Medicine Cupboard essentials The Socially Retarded Humans I have had to Talk to, Plus another Renters Bane - Asbestos in Bathroom Will’d death School Bully Story Unhealthy Attitudes by Oppressors The Danger of Carpet and Carpet Cleaning Chemicals in OTHER People’s Homes - Rentals Virus's Causing other Diseases Australia Warns its Tourists, about the Thieving Nature of the Locals The Beach Family Photos and Memories Mitsubishi Triton 2009 Petrol Consumption on a 75litre tank Tamworth Zombie Art Bullies Sum-up about my Dentist Story Toothbrush kit stolen with NEGS girl tortured teeth story at dentist The art of brushing your teeth Radio dogs from Triple J using Police Contacts to Harass and Victimize Deal with Negative Issues you Silly Twits Life Stories P17 After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me Pro a Purring Nation North Queensland, first week Impression BBQ Chicken and used Oil story How to quit smoking; I’ve done it so many times I know how to do it Demure and Respectful Not Winning Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The Seed Saving Industry Rental Crisis in Queensland Choose Friends Wisely, but Don’t be a Rude Snob Fake Farmers Markets, Troubles with selling my Produce, Cooking, and School Food This is My Hair Planter Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your Own Horn Dog Directors and Dog Writers How to be sane when surrounded by evil, with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection Nurses Force Feeding Patients Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Widow Pension More Bloody Beepers Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller Scam Podcasts Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths, October 2022 Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports Bush Turkey at Sarina Life Stories P18 Insights Antics, and Sleep Torture Story Whenever I Make Phone Call to Determine Price, I get Ripped Off Hooning Farmers Brampton Island Gardeners have been Dazzling me for Years The Professional Bikie -Harley Davidson Zam Car Harrassing me Thefts to state “I’m watching you” – a predator dog statement A Sydney Street taking ‘Public Gardening’ On - Well Done to Them Skipping Along Car Nuisance Dysfunctional People Who Hang Around Me, Beep At Me, And Follow Me This is what your Teenage Son Does – Wake up BIMBO MOTHERS No COOL CAR ORNAMENTS due to Single Mothers My Good Flyscreen Door Things That Pricks Do Ways to Get Rid of Pricks Under the Carpet Stuff Fat Shaming Women Throwing Tantrums If Someone Speaks to Them IN A RAISED VOICE Cure for seasickness on Great Barrier Reef Snorkelling day trips Cruel Farming Tradition Umbrella Stolen from my Car by Bimbo This is a Warning Texting Dog Nuisance Beeping Network Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems Neighbourhood Washing Machine, Full Load Monitoring - by Child To Confront or To Not Confront, Your Criminal Perpetrator People Change Over the Years Dogs on Phones Highway construction at its best Life Stories P19 More Apricot Grievances Satsuma, Mariposa, KingBilly and Angelina - my 4 Plum trees that were Seasonally Stolen No Real Lawyers in Australia Some People cannot Handle my Phone Call, and Inquiry Dogs Who Play Sides Pet Peeve re Fashion Trends and Others Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment – sickoes Warning about Fake Lycra being Sold as Lycra Since Retailers are now Coming in AT no 1 in Thievery Have you Tried a Vege Burger Whole Bad Farming Families Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty Another trip into town, another bunch of nonthinking sign people MONUMENTAL NUISANCE Snobby Television Produces who Create Exclusion Shows I can see I am going to have to make my own Vichy Shower Lycra Swimwear Design for Lycra Surf Pant The Real Facts - This is not 1901 anymore, it’s 2023 Supermarket Food Brands I personally am not keen on or are just plain disgusting – WIP The Cruel Martingale Bimbos on TV Who Do Reflections Animals Gambling at Anothers Expense, by Form of Animal So Many Movies Over Covid19 Rowing Story Re Finding Your Voice, And Are You A Natural Chess Player Anyone who does NOT have a Spectacular Garden in their Backyard, is a Fool Average Weekly Australian Paypacket Big Picture insights Dads Redback Spider Story Aus Study Theft by Centrelink Bimbos Whip Bird Story, Eastern Whipbird (Psophodes olivaceus) My Teaching Experience re Knitting Life Stories P20 The Scent of a Garden Witch Hunt(and Bush Turkey having fun with himself, smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks) Oprah’s Little Bimbo Bully Bitches (Blog Exert) plus Just an Observation about Real Estates - Calvert Avenue Killara Mouldy Shoes, Mouldy Belt, Mouldy Table Tops, Mouldy Drawers, Mouldy Ceilings, Mouldy Cat Biscuits Re-occurring Dreams Ridiculous Rent Prices 2022 Natural Swim Pond Goal Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment – sickoes Just some of my fruit trees – out of 60 Rent to Own Scheme who DISCRIMINATES plus natural feelings of “I Want” It’s official - the population doubled between 1970 and 2010 You Know, Kids who Play like this- Are Deeply Disturbed Ant Nest story with Recreation Story Polite Ways to Turn a Man Down Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Television shows and Movies that Change People’s Consciousness for the Bad Ebay Cunts The Beeping Loser on Range Road Sleepers – See how big the Cat and Mouse game is in society Issues and Agendas for Politicians in Australia The Ghost Story 2023 Monthly Brilliance Award Fake Female Health Professionals The Looking Game, The Sign Game, And the Winning and Losing Game The Cult Phenomenon A Third of my Childhood in the Water Conditioned Women Deliberately trying to be Bimbo to get “ADORED”, People Trying to Feel Important by Making Jokes, Showing Off to Colleagues 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen and Karmic Dept Story Centerlink Complaint about Age Pension for Women Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll Story Life Stories P21 - I will be later editing later to fit all on only 20 pages 1. Wannabe Jealous Nazi Idiot Woman Pretending To Be Jealous Husband 2. Body shape, starved as a baby, cause of slight mental retardation 3. Facebook has created a culture of BITCH BANNING people 4. Crap Mothers 5. Jobs Providers Deliberately Handing Out Viruses 6. The disrespectful cunts are back at Centrelink 7. Shining the Light on Narcissistic Families for End Goal of Peace and Quiet 8. Old Man Games 9. The Weird Phenon of People behaving as Territorial Rabies Infected Dogs on FB 10. Kiss – Keep It Simple Stupid 11. An Anti Religious Shopping Experience: Tessuti Fabrics (formerly Fantasy Fabrics) 12. More about Acceptable Areas where it’s OK to be Nazi Personality Items stolen at Rangari, Gunnedah Page 1 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, Bunnings Hardware Network of Female Thieves - Story before I realized about their Evil Entrapment Plan White Seedless Grape vine Stolen by Bimbo Ideas Girl Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics Ariat brush stolen Rangari 2017 Swimming Goggles - Stolen from Car whilst Parked at Gunnedah Pool Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari N.E.G.S. related Theft - plank of hardwood stolen off veranda at Rangari, NSW near Gunnedah Eucalyptus microcorys - Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN 4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals Engine oil for the mower stolen 2 L and the STOLEN - My SINGLE TALL Dish Drawer from Fisher and Paykel, value $1200incl del Gunnedah Council Roads and Traffic Department Landlord Antics at Rangari Fur ‘stole’ stolen 2016 from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Chopped Dried Chilli Stolen Tennis ball stolen out of my locked car, parked outside Irrigation Shop in Gunnedah, NSW,Australia Brown Sunglasses Stolen and Shooting Trespassing people Calculator from the 90's STOLEN from off Desk in house on farm Stolen fruit off Nectarine Tree - whole tree full of fruit, gone THE WHOLE TREE- like 100’S Bird Photo Stolen Secateurs Stolen out of my Car at Gunnedah Dentist Postage stamps booklet stolen Nut from Stihl Chainsaw stolen off verander Purina Seafood Biscuits making my Cat Sick Large Dust Brush and Blue Dust Pan from Bunnings, Stolen DOZENS, if not 100’S of Reading Glasses Stolen over the Years Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 Good Quality, Garden Rake STOLEN from shed at Bridges RD, Rangari, NSW, 2380, in 2016 - stolen by bimbo Page 2 Garden Grow Bags, 100L,40cm high x 39cm wide. with handles STOLEN I briefly visited Melbourne 2006, while I was there, these items were STOLEN Old Fashioned Long Handled Weeding Tool, with painted white handle, Stolen Lilly's, Saffron and Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa BULBS STOLEN off veranda at Rangari CCTV camera Vandalised and Destroyed by neighbours trying to EMPOWER their kids My Seed Measuring Spoons Stolen Alpaca fibres STOLEN, many, a lot, small portions like this Evil Sneaky Female Camera Sabotage Thieves Plant Ownership, amongst other dodgy things out of Control In Australia Hort Ind Knitting Needles, Stolen, Returned, Some still Stolen, plus others not shown here Stolen, plus Fibres Stolen, and more Stolen Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines This is how I Have to Lock the Door now, Thieves Stealing My Keys Thief Access Via Catflaps The Reject Shop Thieves Sluen; Stolen and Discarded Sleepers Stolen by Wealthy Bastard and Bird Stories 2 Pliers Taken and Angled Under my Car Tyre at Long Cottage, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia 2018 Melaleuca nesophila x 2 tubesSTOLENfrom shade house at Long Cottage Gunnedah, NSW 10 Of My 500ml Coffee Mugs were Stolen in Gunnedah Page 3 Collage of stolen items - Stolen from me at Rangari, NSW, Australia My beautiful HOMEMADE EARRINGS stolen 2018 Metal double pencil sharpener stolen off veranda Black Round Wide Shallow Plastic Potting Container Missing Mosaic Tiles Stolen from me while I was Mowing Electric stud finder stolen from Rangari Crêpe skillet stolen 2 Tweezers stolen from house at rangari Wooden Folk Art Notepad STOLEN from front door Heaps of Little Cheapy Torches Stolen UHU Glue Stic STOLEN out of desk draw, only 1. not both Lendrun Spinning Wheel Chock Stolen Strawberry guava fruit stolen off tree Quality cocoa Stolen Panasonic Hdmi and Auxilliary Cable BRANDNEW Spare key set, similiar to this STOLEN of book shelf at Rangari Sesame Seed, Poppy Seed and 2kg Sugar, stolen out of Kitchen Cupboard Seed Tube Tray Stolen Sari stolen whilst in transport through Australia Post Purple Sunnies Stolen by People in the Television Industry Thermometer stolen from desk at Rangari near Gunnedah in 2015 Pink and green cashmere gloves stolen Led Bike Light Stolen Large Leather Hat Box stolen out of Garage Reading Glasses stolen from Joblink Plus, Gunnedah, NSW, 2380 Pressure washer nozzle stolen from locked shed Good Hose Spray Stolen And Pink Sprinkler Similar To Photo Duracell Ultra Rechargable Batteries AAA New & Sealed Quite a few Screwdrivers Stolen over the Years Drill chuck and key x 3stolen near Gunnedah NSW 2016 by neighbors Dowel Rolling Pin Stolen Bormioli Rocco - Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar x 2 STOLEN one withTatsoi seeds, and 1 dried apricots 50g Ball Silk and Alpaca homespun yarn STOLEN from Long Cottage in Gunnedah 3 lots of fabric STOLEN FROM INSIDE HOUSE AT Rangari, NSW, Australia, Muslin, Cotton Spandex and Poly Crepe 2 inch rural poly length stolen 1m length of my hardwood 12mm beading strip stolen 12mm garden hose endRubber O Rings, pkt, STOLEN Electrical tape stolen half used 10 Drill Bits 5mm stolen off desk 1 metal and 11 silver parfait spoons stolen out of kitchen draw 16gb Usb stolen by people in the Television Industry 3 pairs of Reading Glass STOLEN, one side painted pink, possible politician thief Expensive Glass Bead Fringe, about 150cm long STOLEN 2016 Poor print quality from Spnfler Police for here today re-cable theft Items stolen at Colosseum, Miriam Vale and Builyan (Boyne Valley) Page 1 19MM Ironbark Timber Stolen from Builyan Boyne Valley by Local Nuisances New Ladder from Hardware Shop with Broken Bit – Faulty Goods Selling at Full Price 1 antique gold bumblebee shower hook STOLEN, Builyan, Boyne Valley, QLD, 2018 (moved to Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD) Unwanted Young Men Stealing from Single Women at Rail Crossing 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on Veranda of House were People Steal from me Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw clasp for necklace STOLEN QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April May 2019 Orange tree that was poisoned Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over MY Container, stolen from Colosseum farm by female local dogs (with my plants in it) FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Ornamental Melaleuca‘s and recycling tub stolen from shade house in Miriam Vale Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Ubobo Cat Panasonic TV vandalization when TV was left on Veranda Electric Beaters Stolen by company NOT Honouring Warranty – overseas company, London Windchime stolen off Veranda at farm at ColosseumMarch Cotton Bamboo Stolen from Colosseum Box of stuff for sale on ebay with Tyre, Petrol cap and Shoes stolen from Colosseum QLD near Miriam Vale Feb 2019 Blood on Veranda Mint green beaters stolen out of kitchen More Timber Stolen and how many Octopus Straps have I had been stolen now So Many Seeds Stolen From my Seed Chest NUISANCE theft by NUISANCE people - old hose connector and Invoices stolen 4am 1st Feb 2019 Bells Stolen at Rangari - ShopDoor Bell, School bell x 3, string of doorbells x 2 I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Items stolen at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (still not edited from photos to text) Page 1 All these items have been stolen out of my house here a kookaburra Park gin gin The Audacity of some people Did You Recognize the Handwriting, Tegan Goodall - nuisance liar Luffas keep getting stolen, break and enter October 2020 No law against filming and posting on social media except for a private act like in the bathroom or sex. Celosia seed stolen from my house a kookaburra parked in gin by gang mentality More police harassment re-postoffice been at Gin‘s in police Some of the items STOLEN by girls at Gin Gin post office 2020 2021 Retailer spray bottle Nazis Physio papers stolen along with phone number 2 large plastic caged containers emptied overnight -they have no leaks in them, they were stolen 2 torches stolen from kookaburra park in Gin via toll Courier or Bunnings staff member, Suspected Thieving neighbours lay in wait, till I go outside into the garden, break into my house and do STUPID things WATER RELATED Delicious farmers fresh fruit and veggies Open padlock stolen from front door, Builyan, QLD, and Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD 2 stolen necklaces, one returned Big gap between the door in the wall pleated school uniform sabotage My good broccoli seeds stolen More mince stolen from my freezer Waste of money fruit Mail sign people TONNEAU COVER SUPPORT BAR stolen double theft by coles, and then a stupid blonde dog - stolen beef fillet Glue silicone sealant STOLEN from amazon Food stealing from Ebay Plumbing Fixtures Bad KMART refusing to sell to me via instore pick up only Physio red rubber fulcrum STOLEN, kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD, feb 2020 Dogs On Phone story Cotton seed stolen from kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, as well as Karen Stennets photo 2 Paint scrapers stolen Page 2 Another foot stabbing by passive aggressive bimbo Metal parfait spoons to stolen May 2020 Retailers overcharging me still Purslane stolen by neighbour or landlord Photo of all my knitting equipment laid out Tree guard stolen from front gate Birth certificate STOLEN in November December 2021 sometime, Gin Gin, QLD, kookaburra Park Watch and Wait - Little idiots waiting till I go outside Reading glasses stolen Seeds stolen Acacia baileyanna - Cootamundra wattle Russell Patterson seeds of eucalyptus stolen Ilike seeds rip off Bloody Chyro kookaburra park road entrance and lake Fisher and Paykel stealing again Company stealing via Google search results Ebay thieves Green long horizontal aluminium tube stolen Legal Courier theft going on by Pack and Send, and Just Freight Bundaberg PVA woodworking glue STOLEN, from locked house Stolen because they can Bramhi tea stolen Tap valve replacement stolen from inside house kookaburra Park gin gin Strange world Items that have been stolen through Australia Post Hay bimbo naziheads -this was stolen off my pc Maccas burgers contaminated, trying to copy fight club commonwealth bank stealing money from me via 13 calls costs 3dollars perminute Telstra stealing Internet September 2020 Dishonest thieves who do not have correct size management on listings Page 3 Aquarium plants stolen on the day I received it I love my sweet treats SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing 2 hakea seedlings stolen gin gin Queensland November 2021 Danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet Cane farmers polluting my air More reading glasses stolen Jan 2021 Mother‘s paying for their son‘s mistakes Telstra charged me for phoning 13 numbers Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff Food stealing out of locked car - bimbos do it Optus, why do they bother Packet of futon screw bolt stolen from my tool cupboard 2020 2021 Lightbulb people overcharging in the name of Eco Is this a lookalike car Irrigation poly stolen by means of sabotage Data collection via printers apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad Two women lurking around my house this morning Car people stealing at mechanics Car cam stolen, later returned, and TF card for car camera stolen Harassment from airport bio security Medalling Nancy Truck Drivers Neighbours or TV people poisoning my drinking water bottle Rich water bottle thief Online sellers stealing from people Acetone nail polish stolen Page 4 Certain retailers in Australia Post making my life difficult Other businesses using my name to sell its fabrics online More food stolen out of my freezer Pen on string has gone missing again Port Macquaries Your Discount Chemist online thieves, again Another 2 spatulas stolen in 2020, and 1 in 2019 Suspected visiting neighbours kids stole hose sprayer then returned it week later WAX PRODUCT THAT DOES NOT WORK - this retailer is stealing from you Whole heap of beautiful pale pink paint stolen Manila folder with chronic disease management care plan stolen knitpro stolen cable stolen knitting needle reminder Tank overflow kit BRANDNEW stolen Budget Truck thieves stole 680 dollars NO CONVICTION More stealing from ebay Fake courier or one that just refuses to deliver OMG these Chinese Australian ebay sellers Stolen brick $60 brand-new 500ml bottle of rosemary essential oil haircare stolen Stolen chocolate‘s Secateurs stolen The richest woman in gin gin they are stealing my food from my fridge Council Men in Beeping Trucks and who do Signs Microsoft wasting my time with capita not working champagne sunglasses STOLEN - another pair of sunglasses Timber screw, brass, 40×20MM stolen in June 2019 Cooking wines stolen Pepper Essential Oil stolen stolen - Yoga For A Healthy Back DVD fake canon website Page 5 Another craft items stolen; craft glue the stupid mother bitches stole not just 1, but all my glues Computer Nerd Drama Borage and Bergamot Essential Oils STOLEN, ASWELL AS SOME RUMP STEAK apple bitches stealing from me again garden and veranda intruders the worst online order all year Maybe they sent faulty one, but I think the concept of essential oil on heated pad doesn’t work Stalking 'after-shopping' car thief, strikes again 3 cameras, along with SD Cards STOLEN by nazis 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, stolen from my church pew storage space, inside my rental house at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD These are the arseholes that own ace hardware in Gin Gin, QLD, Australia Half a caddy of petrol stolen more harrassment by a dog at kookaburra park Still removing my notices from the community noticeboard landlord and landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house - this is how to telly off a BULLY youtube vid; landlord + landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house purse necklace that was stolen Ergon guestimating and overcharging on final bill before relocating Stolen - Nat Killer, Organic, stolen, just before I left Kookaburra Park 1 small whisk stolen from kookaburra park eco village in gin gin qld Stolen, 3.5m long Rio Rod, Taken from front Kookaburra Eco village glass jar with screws stolen STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Extra large Wrought Iron Hanging Basket, STOLENvia distraction where has all my honey gone I thought my 10mx10m fruitfly netting had been stolen, but then remembered a gumtree person took it for $35 Items stolen at Sarina Page 1 Blue Fringed Top STOLEN Glass Jar with Screws Stolen Last Minute Desperate Theft Raid On My Stuff Before I Moved -aka STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Small nutribullet cup with handle STOLEN, and 102 Range RD, new Bungalow built for the sole purpose of neighbour harassment- built by rich evil dogs Eucalyptus woodwardii seed stolen, March 2022, from inside my locked house. NBNCO Antics More Sewing Project Sabotage - Burn in Ribbon Petunia in small Pot – seed from ‘Large Cherry’, Etsy Poland, STOLEN Laundry Powder Stolen Little Bit at a Time over Many Months Came home today to discover this – smashed rear blinker This is what Loopydogcrazed Women do - steal Pale Pink Underwear 1st Sarina phone dog I have seen The thieving continues at my new address – SD card reader stolen Tagetes Essential Oil Stolen Record of fake fire alarms with the photo of fire alarm disablement yellow sticker Computer Nerds Stealing from Neighbours who Advertise Products to Sell on Social Media or Websites Water jug x 1 filterSTOLEN Grey Paper Scissors Stolen (another – this bimbo thief is obsessed with my scissors) Neighbour Antics at new subtropical spot - Should have started writing this sooner, as my theory of just merely writing about something weird, negative or annoying, soon puts an end to it. Geranium Punnet Stolen, Oct Nov 2022 Food Theft Again -1 Rolled Frozen Chicken Breast STOLEN Another trip into town, another bunch of nonthinking sign people MONUMENTAL NUISANCE Another pair of Reading Glasses Stolen, Magnification 3 3 year old Hibiscus POISONED Pink Nylon Netting Stolen from outside my unit last night, Sat 5th Aug 2023, and Marketing Conspiracy Theory Sarina Signs Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE Dug up and stolen here on Range Rd Sarina, one 2yr old Frangipani ‘Starburst Red’ – Plumeria rubra Pen Stolen After I Contacted Stationery Shop For Some More Good Ones Collage: As like on the Rangari Stolen Items Page, I will do a collage here too, of other items stolen from me at this Sarina Address. Page 2 Items stolen at Sarina Janome Sewing Foot, J was Stolen off my Sewing Machine, in my locked car in Mackay Set a Car Trap to Catch and Arrest Thieves TOO EASY and Anger, Violence and Rioting, is a direct result from disrespect Food Thief Again More Sarina Food Stealing Melaleuca trichophylla tubestock STOLEN Telstra slow internet problems again at Sarina starting from Oct 2022 Again, my neighbours are stupidly stealing from me - male aquarium fish All the Business’s in Sarina who have stolen from me Black Outs and Electricity Problems at Sarina Missing 45 Photo Stories from my Computer and Website, that I’ve had to Re-Upload The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name? Molly Lookalike on Warrior Women show by Bimbos On Prime Uk Show - Get Off My Back People Who Drive Around All Day Looking For Single People To Leave Their Homes, So They Can Steal From Them Kangaroo Mince Stolen from my Locked Car at Sarina Mitre 10 Carpark Devious Mouse Theft Shift in Mentality needed re Plant Material Theft Chip placed in my glass tank after I uploaded my YouTube aquarium vid 17th July 2023 Seed Stealing through the Post- with Australian Government Saving the Thieves Missing Sticky Tape, similar to this but with yellow label, Dec 2023, Sarina Dodgy Australian Thief Exposure plus their media REWARDERS Culinare Garlic Press that does not work AT ALL – so Supermarket Theft Online Retail Thieves not paying for Return Postage 3. Concession stamp Collage blurb: This is blank spot, as I am sure there will be more. Plus the stupid dogs are telling everyone I am moving, when I AM NOT, - they do this deliberatley, to encourage the stupid people around here, to steal from me. Apparently, if they think you are not local, this is an invitation to steal. I AM SURROUNDED BY MORONS. Banned Google Reviews and Supermarket Antics Pdf Thala Resort in Port Douglas refusing service and calling customers DOGS Supermarket Antics Allowrie Butter, the best on the market NO LONGER AVAILABLE Some Food Brands that have tainted products in order to either cost cut or trick, trick as in swindle, the consumer No broccoli at woollies Woolworths butchery contaminating their meat for ‘common enemy’ GANG MENTALITY Purina salmon biscuits making my cat sick Exorbitant butter prices from Coles Coles stealing via dairy products and non-delivery charge on credit card $30 Sabotaged milk from Australian farmers ,Chinese owned, plus Coles and woollies Contaminated milk from Coles Bundaberg Why are there no fresh peas available at Coles and woollies Coles not coming through with all items in online trolley No moral butchers Woolworths stealing by double charging for postage Woolworths liars and the other Woolworths liars who save them Woolworths not experiencing food shortages, but Woolworths have declared war on certain customers, refusing foods - NO BASMANTI RICE MORE PURINA CAT FOOD CAUSING CAT TO BE SICK wasteful cat food Food Shortages at the super market more rotten fruit from Woollies and Coles no delivery slots left AGAIN at supermarket This nectarines from Woollies were treated with a fungicide (Bundaberg) Online order theft for the past 3yrs - potato shortage in Australia Coles customers stealing from me in the form of stealing my items from the shelf Paper towel and Facial Tissue shortages since 2020, still 2023 More coles IT Nerds mucking up my orders - or could be same ones, probably is Bloody Coles Stealing My Food out of my Trolley at Delivery time - what is my cat going to eat Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia Many photos of my plants Rangari Garden Map All the food that I grew in the Rangari garden near Gunnedah – on bore water – the “Great Artesian Basin” Favourites page Cat photos Garden Photos Garden in flower My swimming pool shots Proposed new rail route Chocolate Tart Acacia collage Ocean shots x 3 I love it! Fantastic underwater shot of synchronised swimming in the 2016 Olympics Go straight to the beginning - About p1

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 Page 5 The stupid mother bitches stole not just 1, but all my glues Actually, later I discovered they stole all 3, and did another photostory for that. But for some strange annoying reason, WIX, has decided to limit my Blog, so I am unable to upload it, or edit my previous ones – I was advised that is because there are now blonde bimbo dogs who work at Wix. This is what I said: This was I wrote when I found out just 1 was missing – I will leave it to your imaginations to figure out what I said when I discovered they stole all 3 of my glues. STUPID BIMBO CUNTS – wix dogs cannot handle such a written statement. They useless. Another craft items stolen; craft glue Taken April 2021 from kookaburra Park Gin Gin in Queensland. I suspect my landlord Cate Rogers (real name Wainberg). Mothers are the biggest thieves ever, over half my craft items have been stolen by bimbo mothers. Just because you’ve got kids, doesn’t give you the right to steal from smart women who don’t have kids. Just because you’ve got kids does not make you entitled to ‘things’. Just because you’re stupid and can’t figure out how to do things like knit your own beanie, doesn’t give you the right to steal mine. (Beanie stolen BY STUPID YOUNG GIRL WHO WORKED AT Mitre 10, but later returned by my landlord.) {Never ending amount of stupid women who work at hardware shops too, who steal from me – huge area of petty thievers, prob all the daughters of thieving bimbo mothers.- I am fairly certain my landlord, Rachael Wainbergs older sister, has something to do with all the young stupid girls at hardware shops who steal from – they must be trying to copy her, or impress her. I am not sure of the relationship or situation??} I have no sympathy for you, you belong in jail or dead as far as I’m concerned, the world would be a better place without you. MOTHERS IN JAIL YEAH! Just after I wrote this, I switched on the ABC app and watched Sunday night News, the headline story was “gov is increasing childcare rebates”. This is a tactic of thieving mothers; mother’s way of getting what they want; by stealing from me, and if they don’t get what they want they steal from me some more, until my scream is so unbearably loud – they get what they want - they are truly evil. No mother is welcome in my life; your hopeless users – you use me, you use your kids - USERS. Plus most mothers are clueless as to HOW STUPID they really are. Btw, I don’t want to watch bad mothers from the ABC, continue to mess up this up country anymore. Reactionary dogs: Also btw, when I uploaded this one, my Internet suddenly stopped working, kept on going on and off and on and off. That’s exactly what I’m talking about: computer nerds, hacking my computer, my modem, whatever and just generally messing things up, not minding their own business, and there are also quite a few car dogs hooning past If you don’t want to listen to some girl ranting and raving about stolen items, then do something about the thieving dogs - you stupid cowards, and or STOP STEALING FROM ME. 3. Computer Nerd Drama Typical! I sell seeds on this website now; it’s called &^&))(*()* . It’s just started to take off, after I was ban from eBay {basically I have lost several thousands of dollars after being ban for the past two years from ebay - -and no work covid cash money for me – Centrelink does not consider my business paid work – as they are cunts} But this person, web master, has done a website, and I can sell my seeds again. They are definitely selling quite well, but this morning there was a system clean-up on the computer (CC Clean). After that I was unable to login to my &^&))(*()* account. As soon as I couldn’t login, someone on the highway went past and beeped the horn, not a coincidence if you have read my whole blog, this is a regular occurrence if someone steals from me; they drive past my house and beep their car horn. HARASSMENT with negative connotations. I have no idea who is doing that; I suspect it’s radio related, a whole bunch of power tripping mentally challenged people on the radio. Infuriating beeping. Now if there is a show with beeping, I thumbs down and unsubscribe, immediately (usually)! Anyway, I have contacted the web master for this website, and I’m sure he’ll fix the website. By the way the reason I was ban from eBay was discrimination, they need to be sued, and nobody will do it, because this type of discrimination; they don’t even factor in as a problem, single lady discrimination. It was the same with Spnflwr, the American website, they ban me too, and it was from discrimination, another business that needs to be sued and woken up from there sleeping beauty bimbo discriminative ways. BEEP BEEP Update: after a couple of years, I was ban too from &^&))(*()*! (I removed the name, as NO PROMOTION FOR THEM.) Apparently the guy was stealing from me somehow, so dogs interfered (??) So fake name and new business name: “australianbackyardplantsandseeds”, and back to ebay – they had stopped stalking me online after 2 years, finally, so they did not delete my account after ½ hr as per usual. Although, I still, do not access the site from my pc, as they somehow can detect my PC but not my devices. Bit of a nuisance. Whatever. I was more annoyed about having to change my business name. Stupidity. Good spot to add this Computer Nerd Drama: There seems to be some computer nerds who work together to create a computer situation where anything I do, doesn’t work: for instance, if I create an account on a website, go through all the process, inputting your name…. your email…. your password… and the page says “success! account created”, but then you go back the next day to login and it says “no such account”. It’s like that whole thing you did yesterday afternoon was erased. Erasure! So, I’ve gotta create a whole new account. Again. This has happened numerous times, not only accounts, but payment procedures too; order suddenly disappears, and I ‘ve got to not only pay for it again, but go through the process of adding products to the cart! (yelling loudly). So this relates to have to start my business again, same problem from computer nerd. I believe this may be some sort of computer nerd game rather than a glitch. Passive aggressive hatred by people who have been bullied at school, so they take their aggression out on all people they don’t know. A chance for payback. Dysfunction from being bullied, social problems arising from school. A mental health issue: ask yourself – are you a prick? Do you do this, if the answer is yes, well, I could say ‘seek counselling’, but I'm not going to, because you know, you don't really have to if this is your problem; it’s just a matter of discipline, as in self-discipline, self-awareness. (Something you should have learnt as a child but you didn’t because your parents were crap and stupid). (Many female C.N.G. too). Borage and Bergamot Essential Oils STOLEN, ASWELL AS SOME RUMP STEAK.jpg apple bitches stealing from me again.JPG garden and verander intruders.JPG the worst online order all year.jpg Maybe they sent faulty one, but I think the concept of essential oil on heated pad doesn’t Stalking ‘after-shopping’ car thief.jpg 3 cameras, along with SD Cards STOLEN by nazis.jpg 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, stolen from my church pew storage space, inside my renta These are the arseholes that own ace hardware in Gin Gin, QLD, Australia.jpg Half a caddy of petrol stolen.jpg more harrassment by a dog at kookaburra park.JPG still removing my notices from the COMMUNITY noticeboard.jpg Notice to leave 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. landlord + landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house I should think this video could be the beginning of a campaign to not allow landlords or realtors into a tenants house whenever they wish AT ALL, at the moment the current standard lease states that they are entitled to come into the house every 3 months and take photos (that’s 4 times a year); this is disgraceful, and total invasion of privacy, at least get it down to once per year. My life and how I live it, is none of your business. Btw, it was the stupid twits at RTA – (Residential Tenancies Authority), who apparently, encouraged her to break the law to gain access. That’s what she said anyway, it may have been a case of “yeah, do that, see what she does” wanting to see a fight. “fight” “fight” “fight” “fight”. Stupid RTA girls. Stupid twit landlord – women – use your goddam brains. Later that day, and ALL night until about 6am the following morning, her boyfriend and son went next door and harassed me – by harass I mean, they try to be "bimbo dominatrix" read my story p9. - AT 6AM, THEY JUST UP AND LEFT?? Typical that people do this, they go next door. They did it in Gunnedah too. The neighbour was Sharon Millet the local librarian and David Hooker, unemployed, plus their 2 adult kids lived there. Why the fuck did they allow, (or invite?) people to go to their house and harass me from it? Are they somehow making money from this activity?? Why the hell would anyone do that? What is wrong with people? I have a video of the qcat hearing, I have not put it hear, as it was over in 30 seonds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarmbells, the first one being that the judge was female, it’s unusual still, in today’s climate - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. I will put a photo up of the judge, see below 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? 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. judge Mcgarvey.PNG purse necklace that was stolen.jpg Ergon guestimating and overcharging on final bill before relocating.jpg Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV bra 1 small whisk stolen from kookaburra park eco village in gin gin qld.jpg Stolen, 3.5m long Rio Rod, Taken from front Kookaburra Eco village.jpg glass jar with screws stolen.jpg Extra large Wrought Iron Hanging Basket, STOLEN via distraction.jpg Where has all my honey gone.jpg My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park Not much else to say, except a little strange they were taken, as I noted no yarn or fibre was stolen at that address, so I assumed my landlord or neighbours did not knit. Possibly stolen by bimbo for other purposes aside from holding stitches. And maybe only 3 were stolen at that address, and the other 3 previously. But all 6 were stolen – so odd, since they are so cheap, 6 for $2.50, yet they still stole mine. STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Last Minute Desperate Theft Raid On My Stuff Before I Moved My cats skinny roll of carpet used on top of a ramp, Full glass jar of smallish screws Mosquito bits 2 Metal whisks Rio rod 4m long one Wifi Camera I had Chime listed too, but actually today as I reupload my Blog, I can’t remember about a Chime? I still have 2 chimes today. 1 was stolen at Colosseum, but I cannot remember another one? kookaburra Park was my old address at 7/4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road Gin Gin, QLD. They were stolen by my neighbours who were watching me pack them, and who wanted to steal them, and so did, those neighbours also followed me up here and waited till I discovered that they were stolen, and then they drove past my house and beeped. Plus they had a little boy from across the road yell out, and a little girl from across the other side, yell out - this happens every time they steal something; it is there stupid game, they have no FUEL OR MOTIVATION, IT’S JUST what they do; they are fucking retarded. Stop involving me in your stupid lives. It was stolen while I was relocating – it would have been stolen by my landlord and her neighbour friends there, Catie Rogers, and Sharon Millet and Win Hoerr, and Teagan Goodall. None of these people have been convicted of a theft by the hopeless Gin Gin police, Sharon Morgan. I hope the people responsible for stealing it, get cancer and die. The person who stole it is friends with Catie Rogers my old landlord, and my neighbours at kookaburra Park. They are all thieving little dogs, and they think it’s a game. And whenever they steal something (literally hundreds of items stolen from me over many years), someone buys my seeds; I’ve just received two orders for $50. Is the person who’s buying my seeds, trying to compensate in someway? Is it some thieving dogs husband who’s knows that his wife is a little thief, and so he’s trying to make up for it? Someone told me the majority of women that get married are the stupid ones, because they literally can’t function without a husband. I’m not just talking about money, I’m talking about how to think, and get through the day - they just can’t do it on their own. So if they’re that bloody hopeless, then stealing from someone like me, who is single and an obvious target, is the least of what they would do. It is extraordinary, I have found, if there’s a man hanging around, they won’t come near me; women, you’re such fucking little cowards. The sad thing is, its bimbos getting married and having kids, which perpetuates the whole cycle of bimbos - it’s very disturbing, and I think the government should intervene, “no more bimbos breeding” Anyway, do they think the seeds just magically appeared in my seed supply cupboard? Did they not think about all the years and hours of backbreaking work it took me, to plant, grow, and collect the seed, from all of those plants? You are not making up for it. You and your family are responsible for stealing my property, and you will be held accountable. (obviously you’re not concerned about being held accountable by fierce and scary little me,) But you do have to be concerned, because you will have to answer, just not to me. HA Oh, I suspect my landlord‘s friend Winfried Hoerr, because: when I first moved in, it was him who showed me around the house and Park, turns out he helped my landlord Cate Rogers and the builder David Hooker, build it. So, he was showing me the car port which was scaffolding with chicken wire on it, and he made a comment that I could put up my shade cloth over the carport, but I had not mentioned to him that I had shade cloth, so how did he know that I had shade cloth? And also later on, Cate Rogers threw a little hissy fit about my pool, and said that I was meant to put in my pool. So, I’m thinking these two people (in their 50’s) are good friends from school, and knew my situation and all the stuff that I owned from my previous farm house at Rangari, and my inheritance, and that’s why they wanted me to live there, so that I would use all my farm equipment that I had from a previous house on their house (!) And this further confirms my suspicions that Cate Rogers is not her real name (I mean it might be) but she looks very much like this girl Wainberg, a sister of my friend Rachael, and I had a few problems with this girl, in Sydney, she has certain feminine gifts about her that enables her to use people and manipulate, other women in particular (sleeping beauties), I saw her manipulate her sister, my friend. Unfortunately I can’t remember her name. But I had definite problems with controlling women following me around in North Sydney at the time, they were chastising me (from afar, as always, cowards) about the clothes I was wearing, and just a few other things that were going on at that particular time in my life, I believe they delude themselves that they’re “helping”. Wainberg girl may have had something to do with that? And I have written before in my blog that when I was in Tamworth once at the Art Gallery, and was being victimised in a bad bullying situation, that guy Winfried Hoerr, I’m pretty sure, it was him, that I saw with a group of women who were all involved, (involving hiding all the toilet paper, and getting women in the art gallery to verbally abuse me). Also, I mentioned before in my blog that Winfried Hoerr, I suspect was the guy, who used to hang out in the new NEGS library, to chat up all the girls. He would’ve been in his 20s then. It’s a bit hard to describe their actions, but I suspect, those 2 Cate and Winfried Hoerr are good friends, and work together to do evil together, as a fun hobby for themselves. I had a lot of thefts at kookaburra Park, and I suspect Winfried Hoerr, and Cate was protecting him. I think Winfried Hoerr used to go by the name of “the little boy” (I recall Heath Barwick used to go by that name as well, a self-declared “little boy”; when I went over there initially, he showed me his remote-control toy car. I believe that behaviour in adulthood is due to tight arse parents not buying their kids toys, which most likely would be a direct result of having more than one or two. I believe he has four other siblings: which totally explains it.) And what do you know at my new address, across the road, what problems I am having? a little boy harassing me. Sounds like a little boy, of course it could be a woman, there are a lot of women who sound like little boys, you know, along the lines of Bart Simpson, and over my whole life it is mainly women who have been the biggest bane of my life, not little kids. But does anyone have my neighbours phone number? I want to text them and ask if their son is spastic? He seems to be allowed outside in the afternoons, and in his play time, he spends it mostly screaming (like a girl I might add), occasionally I can hear him screaming out my name “Emily” (ofcourse it might be a different Emily, but as it often coincides with me going outside, I wouldn’t think so) Obviously he some issues, I would say, underlying ‘sleeping beauty’ problems. He or is mum or dad or, I think I can hear an older sibling too? Beep their car horn at me when I am outside or have my door open. Do you think this qualifies as a noise complaint for the police to handle? I do, this is harassment. And do you think one of them sits in their car all afternoon long waiting for a chance to beep their horn, or do they race out? Or do they have an app on their phone they can press and it plays beep sounds?? I believe there is also a child who lives directly across the road, he does it too – they both do it. Since I wrote this, and put it online, a bit later – they have pretty much stopped this behaviour. Anyway, those two, Catie Rogers and Winfried Hoerr, have not been convicted of any thefts. The local police would be completely clueless about those two, and have no idea of their capabilities, and would assume them innocent, and me crazy. Such is the stupidity of the Police. BTW, Cate Rogers implied if I told anyone what she gets up to, she would tell people I am crazy, as she thinks she has ‘credibility’ as she did a counselling course at uni (what a scam btw, that was, I saw the thesis, what a scam those universities are, handing out accreditations to anyone, honestly, whole other story) But for real, she threatened to have me locked up in a mental ward if I exposed her, I still have all the emails from her. This is what I have to say and I’m saying it. BEEP BEEP Oh, you poor little thing, did I lose some friends, am I not popular now? too fucking bad, this is what I have to say and I’m saying it. 27. I thought my 10mx10m fruitfly netting had been stolen, but then remembered a gumtree person took it for $35, YET STILL STOLEN After relocating (AGAIN) from kookaburra Park, Gin Gin ( lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road to Sarina, I had thought that the fruit fly NETTING was missing. It was a very hectic and stressful time, trying to get everything organised for the truck and manage finances (all-time high that week of $2.20 litre for petrol just as I was relocating 700km (so many thieves in Gin Gin and Bundaberg). But then I remembered a gumtree buyer who turned up to purchase some shade cloth, also said he would take the netting – he was dodgy I think, someone else from the park, who had been fooling about with my water, switching it off, when I was entitled to some. All of those gumtree emails were deleted off my Outlook on my PC – so I know all those people on gumtree who contacted me back then are serious thieves. At the time I thought it would’ve been taken by my landlord‘s friend Winfried Hoerr, I suspect him because: when I first moved in, it was him who showed me around the house and Park, turns out he helped my landlord Cate Rogers and the builder David Hooker, build it. So, he was showing me the car port which was scaffolding with chicken wire on it, and he made a comment that I could put up my shade cloth over the carport, BUT I had not mentioned to him that I had shade cloth so how did he know that I had shade cloth? And also later on, Cate Rogers threw a little hissy fit about my pool, and said that I was meant to put in my pool. So, I’m thinking these two people (in their 50’s) are good friends from school, and knew my situation and all the stuff that I owned from my previous farm house/ nursery business at Rangari, and that’s why they wanted me to live there, so that I would use all my equipment that I had from a previous house on their house (!) They wanted to steal it all. And this further confirms my suspicions that Cate Rogers is not her real name (I mean it might be) but she looks very much like this girl Wainberg, a sister of my friend Rachael, and I had a few problems with this girl, in Sydney, she has a certain feminine gifts about her that enables her to use people and manipulate other women in particular (sleeping beauties), unfortunately I can’t remember her name. But I had definite problems with controlling women following me around in North Sydney at the time, they were chastising me (from afar, as always) about the clothes I was wearing, and just a few other things that were going on at that particular time in my life, I believe they delude themselves that they’re “helping”. As in if you wear that short skirt you may be raped, so they were scolding me for wearing a short skirt…. And I have written before in my blog that when I was in Tamworth once at the Art Gallery, and was being victimised in a bad bullying situation, that guy Winfried Hoerr, I’m pretty sure, it was him, that I saw with a group of women who were all involved, (involving hiding all the toilet paper, and getting women in the art gallery to verbally abuse me). Also, I mentioned before in my blog that Winfried Hoerr, I suspect was the older guy, who used to hang out in the new NEGS library, to chat up all the girls. He would’ve been in his 20s then. Friends with Wainberg girl. Plus, I think it was him I saw twice in Sydney, stalking me. It’s a bit hard to describe their actions, but I suspect, those 2 Cate and Winfried Hoerr are good friends, and work together to do evil together, as a fun hobby for themselves. I had a lot of thefts at kookaburra Park, and I suspect Winfried Hoerr, and Cate was protecting him. I think Winfried Hoerr used to go by the name of “the little boy” ? (I recall Heath Barwick used to go by that name as well, a self-declared “little boy”; when I went over there initially, he showed me his remote-control toy car. I believe that behaviour in adulthood is due to tight arse parents not buying their kids toys, which most likely would be a direct result of having more than one or two kids and not being able to afford to. I believe he has four other siblings: which totally explains it). And what do you know, at my new address at Sarina, across the road, what problems I am having? a little boy harassing me. Sounds like a little boy, of course it could be a woman, there are a lot of women who sound like little boys, you know, along the lines of Bart Simpson, and over my whole life it is mainly women who have been the biggest bane of my life, not little kids. Anyway, those two, Catie Rogers and Winfried Hoerr, have not been convicted of any thefts. The local police would be completely clueless about those two, and have no idea of their capabilities, and would assume them innocent, and me crazy. Such is the stupidity of the Gin Gin Police. BTW, Cate Rogers implied if I told anyone what she gets up to, she would tell people I am crazy, as she thinks she has ‘credibility’ as she did a counselling course at uni (what a scam btw, that is. I saw and read the thesis, what a total scam those universities are, handing out accreditations to anyone, and for the bare minimum of work. I mean I know her lifestyle, it involves mainly flirting with men, ‘nesting’, looking after an adopted Indian child and smoking pot. Plus, her thesis was about why westerners go to India! {She herself and Win spent a lot of time holidaying over there} And that’s because it’s cheap, cheap as. They are both on Centrelink benefits. Her whole life is pot fuelled, petty theft filled, easy happy go lucky nonsense. Yet she's been given this university title for coming up with Indian pilgrimage bullshit, when the real reason is “cheap”. (Well, she signed her emails with those letters, maybe she just did that without accreditation?? She is a known liar afterall.) It's just bizarre that the university peoples would be totally scamming the greater community like that. Paying customer I guess? But I doubt she paid for it. Maybe that's why they gave it to her "I'll help trick the general public, I'll help you tell everybody that it's not about 'money', it's about a religious pilgrimage!" Big fat faker; Everything is about money, the world revolves around money. I certainly know the police were fooled by her; she knows how to be a sweet talker. At any rate after reading it, I thought I would know more on the subject of psychology than this woman! But, as for counselling someone, with my experience with “crazy” people, well, I would most likely just say to most of my clients “The problem with you, is that you have no morals, simply get some morals, and all your problems in this life would be over. “ Lol, but seriously, true. A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. But for real, she threatened to have me locked up in a mental ward if I exposed her, I still have all the emails from her. She is greedy bimbo wolf in sheep’s clothing. In 2025 you can see Winfried Hoerr’s place on google maps, with all his fruit trees – guess what, covered in netting. So it was him, he sent someone else to purchase it – does not get much more dodgy than that. They both would have been involved – both thieves, been stalking me for 30 years, stealing from me. JUST DISGUSTING WHAT THOSE 2 ARE. Reminder, it would have been Cate who ban me with complaints to admin from facebook so I could not sell my stuff on marketplace – so she could steal it. Her father was Dr, he is responsible for producing an arrogant self-entitled, thieving, spoilt little brat. And so many people in Australia, have been fooled by her, at my detriment – your all STUPID. Btw, that netting cost me $500. I need to purchase more at new address, as if I can afford to purchase 2 of everything, one lot for me, and one lot for them – burn in hell. 27. Stolen Painted Woolworths Wooden Chair This is a Woolworths wooden chair from dads garage storage, I painted it {for some weird reason}. And, it was definatly NOT stolen. And it is not a “product placement” – woollies is too expensive. I have since carted it around to every address {8 in 7 years}. I occasionally use it. One day I went to use it and could not find it. I searched all my photos of all my stuff – I keep record this way, and I eventually found a photo of it on the front veranda at Kookaburra Park, it was named “gave away this chair after notice to leave”!! Well now, I, have NO recollection of “giving” away my chair!! And when I read the words “giving” away, alarm bells went off, I would have sold this chair if I wanted to get rid of it – I do not know anyone that I would simply “give” my chair too; all people who cross my path steal from me and so are unworthy of my chair! I believe it was stolen off the front veranda by a bimbo at Kookaburra Park, that place was full of thieves. And computer nerds have changed the name of my photo, to save stupid bimbo. They regularly do this type of hacking and saving, so it is not a too far-fetched situation. I can’t be 100% sure since I have no recollection at all – but ‘no recollection’ is more an indicator that it was simply stolen, and at the time I did not notice, as I did not use it at all, I never sat on the front veranda, I would only sit on the back veranda after I had my couch re-upholstered in my new Hakea fabric, this is way more likely than maybe some sly female managed to manipulate the chair away from me? Plus when I moved I had highly undesirable “squashed” unit with no room for any chairs at all. Plus, if I wanted to get rid of it, I would have sold it on Gumtree, and there are no records or photos of listing – so I did not sell this chair! When I was looking for a photo of my chair, I saw a photo with 3 chairs, 2 antiques and this one. So, the other good antique chair – God knows what happened to that one? I don’t really even remember that one. Must have vanished at Builyan, I think those farm hands around there were acting very strange, probably stole it when I moved to Colosseum /Miriam Vale – heaps of thieves there too. And when I went to find that photo again for closer look to see if I could recognize it, the photo was gone, so whoever took the chair, saw the photo too DOG, and then has taken hacked and deleted. Also, at that time, some stupid bitch was sending me weird ‘little girl’ Sherry sounds! and Sherry is my brother's wife (who likes antiques) so I don't know why they would send me her, maybe they were trying to accuse Sherry of stealing my chair. But I know it was those local bimbos and not my brother and his wife. They live 1500km away and have not spoken to me since Dad died (thankgoodness - I do not really have any time for bullies). btw, my mother had accumulated a lot of antique furniture from the country sales over the years, they would've been a lot of jealous women of her - in fact she had heaps of chairs if I recall, all dotted throughout the house. I wasn't really into antiques, so after dad died, probably Sherry took most of them, all I ended up with was the small antique chair that nobody wanted, and I had already claimed the Woolworths chair from the garage that nobody wanted. I really can't account for the chair that was in the photo, maybe that photo was added in, as I was looking, PC hacked - this would not surprise me at all. {and HA! to the idiot who thinks I stole the antiques – YOU ARE SO WRONG – and you are wrong, because you are STUPID 3rd born! -and btw, TOO LATE, you will be burning in hell for your wishful thinking vigilante thefts from me – HA}. So the 3rd chair in the photo, it was another antique, mums small phone table chair, that sat in the hallway, I inherited it as no one else wanted it – I used it for sewing until one day at Rangari I sat down and the whole thing collapsed!! {My new found love of food!!}. I threw it out at kookaburra park, as I realized I could not fix it. I tried, it was really sweet, had the Classic Barley Twist legs – I recently saw a pair for sale, $547.00! No one in Queensland has any skills – for fixing. So, this painted woollies chair is very easily recognisable, because I painted it bright colours, so if you see this chair, you might want her to determine from the owner how they acquired it?? And note, add to “Things I wish I was told when I was 18”: never buy any wooden chairs as they will be stolen by local Australian bullies. I remember when I painted this chair, I was living at Tulcumbah, near Keepit Dam, on Bret and Julie Knapmans 2nd farm that they had just purchased from their neighbour the Withers – in their lovely brick house with heavy terracotta tiles – so comfortable in that house, the person who built it, deserves my $50 Brilliance award!! It had “green” passive technology. {Only lasted there for 2yrs before jealous Julie Knapman booted me due to ‘she wanted cash’, and I wanted ‘bank transfer’}. Anyway, I recall, Julie Knapman came over one day and saw my chair, she asked me what brand it was, (brand), I told her Woolworths, as it had a badge on it, clearly written. When I saw the badge, I thought it must be very old, as Woollies does NOT sell furniture anymore. I thought it must have been originally Grandma Bieman‘s, before Dads? It was a really nice chair, good design, strong and sturdy, yet collapsible, portable and “shiek”, as far as a wooden chair possibly from the 50’s can be. Anyway, the fact that she asked me what brand it was. This tells me it was her who has hung up on class - and this would make sense with her behaviour as I was leaving. She is a complete nutter. Total 3rd born. I mentioned it before: at that time, I had problems with female dogs following me around, female dogs ofcourse – I thought they may have been politically related?? As in stupid dog women who work for politicians?? Same one who was jealous of my green knit pants I inherited from mum while I was living there. And they were at Keepit dam on the speaker phone, I’m pretty sure trying to annoy me, as I cannot usually hear the speaker phone from that house. They stole my good quality garden tool, and some sewing items. It was very odd, as this was the beginning of the stealing / drive bys / verbal harassment. This was possibly another story that has been stolen off my PC, (?) but I felt like I was being harassed while I lived at Tulcumbah by someone who was completely hung up on class, like she felt that I was unworthy to live in that house, and she made me aware of her opinions. Because I don't really know anyone who's that hung up on class, like the person I'm talking about here is extremely dysfunctional, they were probably abused in some manner by a parent, they have major psychological problems to be obsessed by someone they don’t even know, and certainly are not having or are in ANY kind of relationship with. They are psycho. Wait – did I have bath at Tulcumbah?? I'm updating this story now, but later, in Feb 2026 I wrote about being harassed when I have a bath. Like someone is obsessed when I have a bath – they are dogs and seem to know when I am having a bath!! A dog instinct. Weird and inappropriate. They must think I'm using too much water?? Maybe they think anyone who's like me, {low income}, should not be entitled to have a bath? –and that they think a bath is only allowed for rich people!!? I remember a bath at that Tulcumbah house, but cannot recall having a bath… I might have, I guess this was a time before needing to keep track of BATHTIME. SO, I must have, and it must've been the bath that has pressed this stupid person's buttons? Like it is somehow some ‘stupid dogs business’ if I have a bath or not! ITS NOT YOUR BUSINESS YOU LITTLE PERVERT. Some people think that I'm deliberately kept single, by psychological torment, so they can continue to perve. Some say I am used by the cunts, like in the game Chess; as the queen that they’re sacrificing, so all the stupid derelicts of society, {the bath perves}, hang outside my house, as opposed to outside the house of them and their friends. Stupid derelicts. This bath harassment has happened before, I wrote a detailed story about it, you can read it, it's called “Punctured deliberately by neighbours” on page Items Stolen still at yet another address Btw, there was plenty of water available to have bath. There was no drought on at that time. 2 huge cement tanks. Now, after realizing this hang up (this mental health problem) of this inappropriate person – I am going to extra relish every bath I have – I have a spa bath now! Hahahahah (They must have gone nuts when I purchased that inflatable spa! – oh wait, no they just stole $1700 from me then, so they could buy spas for themselves). Page 5 NEXT 1 2 3 4 5(this)

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. Youtube video that I will put here: Rental house conditions; Smokey Fireplace https://youtu.be/5kAWP9mJyG0 It seems I have these stupid bimbo dogs who contact the doctor before my appointment, on my behalf – without my permission or knowledge, and tells the doctor that I am a smoker. And then the doctor, then tells me that I’m a smoker and will mark it as so, without asking me. (It was not me morons). They do this because if there’s any treatment you need down the track, if you’re a smoker, they won’t give it to you. It’s discrimination. They discriminate. Not only is it discrimination, but the stupid doctor, Dr Pal Superna, who listens and take heed from stupid bimbo dogs, is beyond comprehension. Is she related to Dr Abass? (Why don't you neglect to acknowledge my scoliosis, and plantar fasciitis too - bloody Drs. Not to mention dental work that does not need to be done.) And by the way, NOT a smoker, I quit smoking 20 years ago, and when I did smoke, I wasn't a heavy smoker, I would have a cigarette on my way home after work, as a method of relaxing, and one after dinner, that was pretty much it - for 10 years. Over the next 10 years I did smoke more due to not having money, and smoking was a substitute for food. But, after 10 years I decided that I was smoking too much, and should quit, which I did, (it is extremely difficult most people won't be able to do it at so hard), I wrote a story on my blog about it, how to do it. https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog, I also personally believe, because I had quit smoking, and was unaffected by cigarettes, so still very healthy - but because of Oprah, and all her musician friends, "if you smoke you'll get cancer" - they have "willed" this extra part in my life where I was exposed to smoke in my house - so that I would developed lung problems - (I developed some sort of weird allergy to air particles and mould), direct correlation most likely from this smoke and a virus caught in the hospital. Maybe if I had not smoked, my lungs would have been able to handle the smoky fireplace? The final straw. Coughing now in “airy” conditions is a nuisance. Although in the scheme of things, if pneumonia develops, maybe it's better than having 15 years of drawn-out dementia: dependent on bimbos is terrible life. 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,

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 Life Stories P12 1. Girl Communication Issues To fill water pod at Gin Gin council they want $76.50. At first I thought THIEVES. But in retrospect I think the girl I was speaking to on the phone, meant to say it was $76.50 for the first one, which included the actual plastic pod - because after you pay for the first one, every fill after that is only $2. So I think that’s what she meant to say, but she did not say this, I was under the impression that you had to bring your own pod to Council for the first time, and then it would cost $76.50 to fill. So this is a typical example of Australian education system, it doesn’t teach people how to communicate properly at all. I can’t even say it’s people from my generation, or thereabouts, because even people in their 20s and 30s, that I’ve spoken to, are also absolutely hopeless at communicating, so they STILL haven’t tackled this issue in schools, and I can’t believe it. I JUST CAN’T BELIEVE IT. Australian department of education – you women are truly hopeless, stop trying to be nazi – and start teaching, guiding and helping. Wake up. 2. The Scatterbrain Saves everyone from Dying I want to put this little story up, it just came to me one day, so it’s not my story at all, it didn’t happen to me I didn’t witness it, but I thought it was a good way to explain how we’ve got to have all types of people with all types of brain functions and mentalities to survive as a human race – so, not just smarty pants are needed, everyone is needed – A special message for all infants, Primary and High school teachers; There were four people out in a remote area, they were working on a science project together, three of them were very smart, academics and they were all focused around on the table, coming up with a plan for the project, while the fourth person was known to be a bit of a scatterbrain, who was off looking at the birds in the sky, and not focusing at all on the task at hand, now in this particular part of the world, there happened to be great devastating storms that would hit in a flash second, and would kill people. And on this day, one struck, but because this person, who wasn’t focusing on the task at hand, instead, looking around at the environment, saw the big storm coming, and was able to warn the three ‘concentrators’, and they all made it to safety. Now if that unfocused person wasn’t there, then those three highly intelligent people would’ve perished and died. So, I, unlike the school teachers back in my day, won’t stand for anyone bullying someone, or just reprimanding, teasing, cajoling, paying out, etc, a child who doesn’t keep up with the rest of the class, and who doesn’t get the A’s – and that especially includes, making students feel inadequate through passive ways, because they don’t get A’s in maths – shove your gold stars up your arse you complete moronic public-school teachers. And those kids that are not good at maths, develop skills in other areas that are not part of the curriculum and are not tested (which is a good thing), it’s like a blind person who has exceptional hearing. ‘No use’ of a sense, means another sense can develop more so than the average. There’s a place in our world for everyone. And shame on teachers (and CBA Bank staff) for only rewarding those who are good at maths, mathematicians are not GODS public school teachers. NOTE: If you steal from me, or do stupid twisted reflections - I WILL CALL YOU STUPID A little birdy told me they put an emphasis on maths back in my schools days, because they wanted robots to do their housework!! Kind of worked, didn’t it? iPad, iPhone, internet……! You know, maths for was not entirely a strong point at school for me, although I did get 97% on my HSC for maths (not the hard one). I have to add, after we had done our exam, the teacher went through each question to see if we got them right or not, and indeed I did get every single question right, but on the last question, as a part of the question, you had to show your working out, and apparently, in my working out, I didn’t work it out exactly the right way, and so was deducted the 3%. I felt that was worth mentioning because, you know as long as you get the questions right what does it matter how you got there? It’s a bit of a scam in my opinion! I recall my maths teacher writing a report card at the end of one year stating how, I use my creative thinking abilities, to aid my maths workings! I really embraced computers as they hit our generation, unlike a lot of people before me, and my age, some have been very slow to take up computers. Thank goodness for Julia Gillard; I think it was around 2013 who gave us the nbn-fast Internet. If it wasn’t for her, we would still be on dial up! Don’t know what those previous liberals were thinking, they were extremely slow to take up the Internet, I guess they knew, it was a threat for them, because ’power to the people’. lol I recall when I was in year 10 at school, computers were just being introduced; suddenly the maths teacher was now the computer teacher. The teacher was trying to attempt to teach us how to write a program- gotu1! I definitely didn’t grasp how computers worked, but I thought it was bloody brilliant how we could now just type up whatever we wanted to say. I later (30yrs later) found a letter that I had written then to mum back then in class (!), it was in their huge filing cabinet that I had inherited, by the way that filing cabinet had every piece of paper, in regards to our family, and anything you could think of - dad saved each piece of paper. It came in handy at the garage sale after they died, so we could look up receipts. For some reason that big file with all of those receipts was taken out of the cabinet by one of my siblings (stolen). I just wonder what on earth they did with it and why would they take it – I think it was Daniel. They specifically didn’t want me to have it. Anyway, back to my story, that letter was the first thing I wrote on a computer, I read this letter when I found it, and I just laughed my head off. It was hilarious! I had a short paragraph with what was going on, then I just started talking about how good the computers were and putting a whole series of letters across the line Woo Hoo !!!!!!!!!!!! ! I can just imagine me leaning back in the chair on 2 feet with 1 finger on the keyboard woo-hoo Lol 3. Neighbourhood Problems specific to me, today at Stellas House. You know I just watched a wonderful series on Prime Video, called “Ladies of Letters” and it is, I guess, based on a true story, about these two old ladies who write to each other throughout the course of their older lives. Their paths do cross every now and again, one of them stole the others boyfriend, and both ended up in prison for supposedly unwarranted situations, but generally it was not really about much except for the ordinary things that happen to one, in one’s life. Anyway I really enjoyed it, worth mentioning, and there were no dogs there, that’s always a nice relief. It’s inspired me to write this story- as I don’t actually have anyone to write to, I’m just going to write it here and put it on my blog. So Stella and her adult son John who own the house next door; they’re been there all month - you see that house is usually vacant, only for one or two nights a year, when Stella uses that house. But at the moment, they are there with a lot of guests coming and going, they seem to be having parties, playing loud music, and doing some sort of weird renovation that doesn’t need to be done, (I mean money much better spent on putting in a second Raintank, (if you ask me) but not any of my business. I talked to Stella, and she advised me she’s going to sell it, she has no choice, she says. But later I found out she had no intentions of selling, but she was talking to me that day, as a zombie, controlled by her son!! Can you believe that! Is there any point talking to her at all anymore? I don’t think so. Anyway, those people have been following me, every time I leave kookaburra Park, mainly follow me up to the post office. I can’t imagine why that would be so much fun for them, I mean how interesting following someone, more or less a complete stranger at that, and going to the post office? (are they simpletons? - I know I would never follow someone around, not even someone I knew, let alone a stranger. I mean don’t they have anything else better to do? Lol, you know it’s this kind of thing that keeps me awake at night laughing my head off - such absurdities.) Well that’s what they do, aswell as carry on, talk at me like I can hear them and we are having a conversation (we are not), you might be able to hear me, but I am NOT talking to you, so stop doing twisted reflections. Dodgy as hell. They kind of act obsessed with what I am doing at my place. One day, I had a buyer at my place, who was picking up an item they won on eBay. And a guy from no 6, never seen him before, started coming over to the fence (where my chooks were) and started talking really loudly in nonsensical manner -not really sure what that was about it, but that’s what he did. Pervert (fuck off) I have noticed that, if anyone comes to my place (like the appliance service guy) the neighbours and the whole place goes very quiet, not even those big terrible loud trucks that go by, go by. So I told Cate, my landlord, about Stella selling, and guess what -they all packed up and left, and that was the end of that torment (really?) – who should I tell about the noisy trucks? I find it extraordinary how society in general can’t handle unmarried women. It’s an area which seems to be totally backwards, like a huge part of Australia is living in an 11th century mentality. No more problems from them after I wrote this. 4. I have two biblical food stories I have two biblical food stories. I say biblical because the flavour was so extraordinary, and out of the usual. The first one: I was away at school and visiting a friend in her dorm, she had a carrot, and she took a bite and she didn’t want it, she asked me if I wanted this carrot and I said sure, and I left back to my dorm eating this carrot; and it was the best carrot I’ve ever tasted, ever, infact, it was unbelievable – the centre core of the carrot seem to have the special unique sweet flavour that I have never tasted before or since. I could not get enough of it. SO GOOD (I secretly believe it tasted so good, because God was so impressed that someone had given me something ‘free of charge so to speak‘ and a kind gesture, for once in my life, (usually people just take), that He made the taste extraordinary for me!! J) (The girl who did not like the carrot, btw, was Alica White, Jessica Whites older sister – if you are following my Dental story). The other time was some orange juice. I lived on a farm and there was an abundance of oranges on the existing orange tree. I must’ve picked them just at the right time (because there is a key time when oranges are ripe, and I was still young, and wasn’t aware of such things, it was really lucky, I thought later…) I made some juice from these oranges, and it was unbelievable, I have never tasted anything like it before or since either. I could honestly say it tasted like ’nectar of the gods’, it was so amazing, it was beyond juice and had turned into a syrupy kind of nectar, just so sweet and delicious. (tree grown from seed) “Are you inspired about life yet dear?” I must mention, that orange tree was growing right next to the septic tank, so there could have been a little more nitrogen in the soil than usual! 5. For Every Action, There Is an Equal and Opposite Reaction re Coward of the County I've mentioned how there's a reaction from all the stealing, so for a while, if I just misplaced something or couldn't remember where it was, my first instinct and thought was “it’s probably been stolen”. I reached a point, after so many thefts, where I didn't even bother looking for anything lost, because I just assumed it was stolen too. But obviously that's not always going to be the case, in any normal person’s life, things invariable get lost. There’s going to be the odd time, when I just can't find something because I left it in a weird spot in a non-thinking manner. So, I have to deal with that, and be more mindful. But the same thing has happened on my blog; there has been a few things disappearing (hacked and stolen) as I've mentioned. At least 5 pieces of writing that I know has significant meaning, have been deleted, so I'll write about these here again; one was the bit on my About page, where I described ebay staff who track my IP address, so I'm not able to create an eBay account, as they delete it straight away (actually they did that on Facebook too, nazi IT nerds, Little birdie told me it was the aboriginal police girl from my local area who was tracking me and deleting my accounts, the tracker) -you know, they are full on ‘hounding’ me like dogs. Another piece was also on my About page, where I gave a description about my business that I created when I was living at Rangari. I created a business called Farm Plants and Seeds, I grew literally hundreds of plants, and was able to collect the seed from them and sell them on eBay, it was a nice little profit for me, whilst not going over the tax-free threshold. I also did a bit of plant propagation. But all that work was really all in preparation for the future - it takes a while for plants to grow and establishing themselves so then they can produce in abundance, and be propagated, my plants had only just started maturing, and I had collected only a few of what I would soon be able to harvest. So, my plan involved me still being there, obviously, and, if I was still there, I'd be quite wealthy by now, because of all my hard work finally paying off. So, not only was my garden stolen, and all my hard work wasted, but that story was stolen off my blog. What are they so afraid of? Another: I wrote a story about my little sister choking on a piece of Frankfurt. It was life or death situation, she turned blue, then black, and red and purple, then black again, and fully white. I witnessed it, it was horrendous, she was so close to dying. Mum eventually managed to save her with her long hard finger nails, she speared it, and pulled it out – I have a clear image of her long slender finger and long hard calcareous fingernail, with a red piece of Frankfurt skin, a small bit of meat, impaled on it. Mum never purchased anymore Frankfurt’s after that. And there was another one, unfortunately I can’t quite remember if I wrote this as a part of my life stories, or if I did a separate photo story. But I had mentioned a movie that I had watched, unfortunatly, I can’t remember which one either, but it touched on the subject about social women back in 1882 or something, knowing people and setting them up, - arranging friendships and or partnerships to form. And then that particular person, then expected money, and later approached one of them at least and demanded it, and used extortion techniques. I was writing about how wrong this is, and how greedy that person was to use her friendship in such a way. As, beforehand, there was certainly no verbal agreement, it was a mere social introduction. In fact, I was quite outraged by the fact that she later expected money. And if she didn’t get it when she asked, then she would retaliate with some sort of nasty revenge. In my opinion she was undeserving of money or life. It’s not like she actually did anything, I mean, this is how social groups work, someone knows someone, someone is related to someone, and someone’s good friends with someone…… this is not a business, it’s just the way social structures work. So, unless that person, sells herself in such a manner, with a business card… etc, and clearly states beforehand that she wishes for money if the introduction is profitable, (which that person most certainly did not - she was posing as a friend) then it would of course be acceptable to negotiate money. And I feel the reason why this made me so angry, was because I have encountered people like this today – always women – the daft type. Another one that was removed, was when I wrote about an excellent movie, I saw about the guy who came up with the idea for electric windscreen wipers; a big car company, stole his idea, after he brought it to them. So, this was not just a mere conversation out in a social gathering that was overheard, the guy literally went to the place of business to sell his product, and they saw how it worked, and they stole it. Such audacity. Later the guy took them to court, and years later, painstakingly, for him, eventually won, he received millions, as every car since 1956 or something, had used his idea. So, this is different than if someone hears or overhears (eavesdrop) on your conversation and takes that idea you had, and turns around and makes a profit. But, as someone who has had extensive experience in this area, (I am full of ideas) I still do not consider I am entitled to money in a such a situation, it was their ‘get up and go’ that turned the idea into a business. If someone is savvy enough to take what they hear on board, and come up with a way of money it is all the best to them, kudos to them for listening and paying attention. No one else is certainly entitled to any profits from the business that somebody else has created. This is a common-sense thing. I do know what it feels like to see someone use “my idea” I see it ALL the time, and a lot of those people are greedy non-thinking dogs who deliberately stalk and steal, because they know they could never think of anything themselves, and because they can. (They are tooo stupid, but have business connections) I know there would be plenty of people, (no women, however) that would actually want to reward or payback the idea maker in some way, I have seen this happen (sometimes, condescending-ley so). But if you steal from someone, there is long term ramifications, and a savvy business person will know this, if you take from someone, you will have to repay them somehow, otherwise bad things will befall you. – now see, stupid dogs, don’t understand this concept, those people will be in trouble later. So, if someone steals your idea, there is no need to worry, nature has a way of balancing things out in the end, so unless you have legal grounds so you can actually win, just don’t worry about it. And be flattered, mimicry is the greatest form of flattery, so they say!! Oh, and I have experienced many stupid women wanting to apply the ‘bad opposite’ for every ‘good reaction’; so, if someone says or does something nice to me or for me, then that stupid girl sees the good deed, and thinks it undeserved – thinks I am undeserving of anything nice, so she will say something horrid to me, or do something passive aggressive nasty, like replace the carwindow cleaner at the service station with a broken one. Ugly on the inside girls – girls who have grown up in a family without LOVE. Poor little girls. I overheard someone say “if you poke someone with a stick for long enough, eventually they are going to snap it”. Also I wrote a little didi about that wonderful Kenny Rogers song “Coward of the County”, about someone the whole town perceived as a weakling who does not fight back. And one day a group of them did something despicable, and he turned and killed them all. I know this was deleted, because this was how I was perceived in Gunnedah and why they continually stole from me – and one day I would have turned and ‘got’ them all. So they cast me out before I was fully pissed off and ready. 6. Vitamin and Mineral PRE-I told you so I don’t see this enough, but some vitamins and minerals really shouldn’t be taken, they do more harm than good. I’ve seen bad cases where people have lost the use of parts of their bodies, due to vitamin supplements. I personally believe my father died of pancreatic cancer which was brought on by a supplement which acted like plant fertiliser. We are not designed to eat vitamins and minerals; our bodies work by taking nutrients from foods. For instance, when you eat an orange, you get a dose of vitamin C. Oranges are really healthy and vital for any growing person, but when you take a vitamin C capsules there is something like 3000 times the dosage of vitamin C to what you would find naturally occurring in an orange, so you can see it’s kind of a little out of balance, the body isn’t designed to take that much vitamin C on all at once. Those people selling these items really just want to screw you out of as much money as they can, they don’t care if you die or lose a body part, or more often suffer from some long-term side-effect, which isn’t apparent at the time of taking the vitamins - they are blinded by their greed. And I know just reading some information on the Internet there is so much BS out there about these supplements. But, even I know how tempting it is to read something that implies “if you take this tablet you will be cured of that ailment”. IT IS SO TEMPTING TO PURCHASE after reading something like that. BUT RESIST! All the pharmaceutical companies and supermarkets, have marketing down to a tea. They really know how to trick people. Even, as I know this fact, yet sometimes when I see a pop up add I can’t but help just to stop and read it, thinking maybe this one is different, this is the one I really need! Luckily I usually remember, marketing bullshit. So, this is a little public warning here, don’t waste your money and risk your health by taking vitamin/mineral supplements. Eat good food, it’s not that hard. Especially when your young. I have encountered a few people who have no idea on how to eat healthy, so strange in today’s world, and I hear “I don’t like vegetables, so I just don’t eat them” - which I have to laugh at, because, I mean, you have to eat vegetables to be healthy, there’s no choice in the matter! Incorporate herbs in your diet too. There are specific foods you can eat to overcome any imbalance you may be suffering from – we just don’t know about them all yet. And I am talking about vitamin and mineral supplements found in a chemist shop, I am not even referring to the tactics that I heard these pharmaceutical companies use, to get young people hooked on “recreational drugs”, especially back in the 80’s and 90’s. IT IS ALL ABOUT MONEY. Also, another warning, it’s not normal for your kids to need any kind of medication. NONE. It’s not normal for them to be sick, it’s not normal for them to have a headache. They certainly don’t need sedation medication of any sort (if you do this, you are BLATENTLY abusing your child). I would say a big fat NO, to any medication that’s marketed at kids. If you kid is not well, it would be your fault for not feeding him/her properly, most likely not enough protein; to be strong enough to handle life. COMMON SENCE HAS TO BE APPLIED IN ALL SITUATIONS. Suden ‘pop up’ ailments and tragedies can occur, and need to be treated. But one must not forget the possibility of a child becoming sick for the purposes of attention. If you give your child enough attention, in the first place, it won’t have to get up to such devious antics like that, real or not real. So, the only cure then, is love and attention. {I have encountered numerous people who realised after the 3rd child, they should’ve stopped after 2. This is what this blog is for, to enlighten bumblers who bumble along and don’t realise all the things that they need to know and do, to thrive in life.} Having said all that, since the availability of espresso machines, I find myself consuming to much coffee, which is affecting liver function, but there is a herbal supplement I have discovered, that helps the liver with this – so a win win, I can continue my 3 cups of coffee! I wrote this in 2020, but in the meantime (now 2025); health knowledge has increased in leaps and bounds. Especially plant information in relation to body function, and not all is BS. But still be careful, many humansharks out there. AND BTW, if I was PM, instead of working 5 days a week, I would make the working week 4 days. {Someone told me, they think if there was only 4 working days, then there would be too much fighting by bored people – could be true?}. And, instead of conscription (I know we don’t have that here in Australia – and only mothers that don’t actually care if their son lives or dies, sends them off to join the army), but I would make conscription 12mnths compulsory cookery school, where everyone is learnt fundamentals of good diet and healthy cooking. – this would save the health budget billions in the long run! Afterall everyone knows war is for little boys who don’t want to work. And who, fits the very worst category of people that you would give a gun to? I mean the most irresponsible, the most inexperienced, the most gung-ho of them all - of course that category is young men, the very type in the past that they want to enlist! Honestly, they were so clueless in the past. Everyone knows little boys, just want to fight, they have no common-sense. Fighting first, asking questions later. Useless. I would also ensure (as PM) any adult who doesn’t have any kids; would receive a bonus from the government of $50, every 6 months! Male and female. Also thus introducing compulsory genetics testing and recording, at birth. I'd also make anyone with a criminal record have compulsory hysterectomy on jail admittance. Plus, I would abolish land tax. Land tax is a disgraceful tax. The government has implemented this so it can have control over all land, no one is truly safe in their own home. The government can already find ways to control if someone works or doesn’t work (so has money or doesn’t) – they have means and tactics. So, if a person owns the land and has no work to pay the land tax, then it means the Gov can have control to take the land from the owner. It’s a disgraceful tax, and all Australians should be outraged by it, and they should be telling the government to stick this tax up its $%^^. BTW, I’m not a landowner, so in reality, it makes no difference to me if there is land tax or not, yet I am still outraged by it. This is just an observation of how the government oversteps its boundaries. {If you pay your taxes, and the government wants your land, I hear now, in the UK, that the owner can set an absurdly high asking amount to sell, which may put off the government, and indeed did with the abolished construction of their high-speed train through the country!!} I would also insist, (as PM) everybody else have the same holiday time, as what school teachers have. They have at least 3 ½ times as much holiday as everyone else! (12 ½ weeks) what a scam! {Although yesterday (22nd June 2023) I ventured out and when I went through town, at 3pm, all the shops were closed, I have absolutely no idea why. The pubs were open, I suspect there may have been a football match on?}  I guess also, there would be compulsory free monthly massage….. (I am not a “talking social” person – like what you have to be, to be a poly! ) Vitamins below from LIVESCIENCE.COM 7. Food Bullying Through Obesity Encouragements The latest thing the goddamned dogs are doing is trying to manipulate food intake; set off triggers to make me hungry, at the moment they’re doing comfort food, as in there doing things to make me feel uncomfortable so that I get hungry. They also have other tactics, which I will not be disclosing - Fat jealous dogs are doing food bullying through intimidation. They MAYBE COPYING MY STORY FROM The Big Jelly Baby scam, where I mentioned, dogs who wanted to try to get me to put on weight. Copycats. OR, another little birdy told me, that Well actually, I’ve observed, that when you put on weight, such as I have done, it triggers your hormones, and you intern, get bigger breasts. That’s why you see a lot of petite young girls with hardly any boobs, and it’s the little fatties, that grow up with big giant boobs. In my forties when I started to gain some excess fat, my boobs started to grow! Anyway, so the birdie reckons, there’s ‘boys’ out there (probably from Netflix) who want all girls to have big boobs, and so are trying to trick me into over eating, which wouldn’t surprise me at all. Now, it was my neighbours yelling out, but it was difficult to pinpoint the exact location of the yelling, so it was either Bob and Helen Elder, or David Hooker and Sharon Millet, or their kids, or their friends – they have a lot of people coming and going. Or, it could have been the house behind on Elseardway. In my opinion all guilty, but none have been convicted for manipulating obesity. 8. Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Fuck off you stupid little leech at no 9 Kooka. Everywhere I go, problems with neighbours. Why do they think my life is any of their business? Why did they feel they need to inflict themselves upon me with passive aggressive attempts at communication?? Again, same problem at next address too. I know for a lot of people they tend to trick themselves into believing that they’re in a relationship with someone, like an employer/employee and landlord/tenant, father/son, when in actual fact, they’re confusing the relationship, with a belief of the relationship to be more than ‘just what it is’, due to the power inbalance. It is the power that they like, and the control they have over them, and not the actual person, is what triggers the trick. But because this is actually not something that’s really talked about in society, (and basically the average person is too stupid to see) and realise, that it’s not the person they like, it’s the power and control they have over them. And when suddenly the tenant or the employee, child, spouse… doesn’t react to them in the way that a friend or lover would, they take a lot of offence, and can’t seem to see the reality of the situation. I find this happens to me in particular, a lot. I spend a lot of time thinking and saying; fuck off. I suspect my neighbour may suffer from this problem, who wants to assume some sort of territorial possession over me, just for merely being neighbours. So sick. So unhealthy. I said it at the top, and I’ll say it again now at the bottom, {and I have said many times on this website} fuck off you stupid little leech at number 9. Here is a good spot to mention, when I was 19, at Hornsby Tafe studying Fashion Production. I was curious about psychology, mainly stemming from the fact that I felt I was pretty much different from most people, just not quite the same as the other girls at my school or at Tafe. (and no, I am still not gay, and nor do I have a mental illness!) I thought maybe I could find some answers as to why I was different. I did not think there was anything wrong with me, I just wanted some answers to life questions – things actually, that I have talked about in my blog now, as an old wise woman. {Also, possible from my ‘eavesdropping’ phase re mums Counselling people through the church – a curiosity had formed}. There was a library at Hornsby, I went there looking for psyche books -there was not that much there, there was nothing actually in that genre (pathetic). But some years later I did end up reading a fascinating book by Carl Jung, that belonged to my aunt. Very complicated and slow reading, hard to understand, but he did touch on images in the form of icons. And stated something along the line of them going into the collective consciousness, and thus familiar to everyone. So, not just icons you may think of like Nike or marketing logos, but he was talking about many different “language” type images. There were heaps shown in the book – actually I found it a little odd, and certainly did not recognise any of them. So, I figure this was his understanding of image transfer like I talk about in my Dream Watchers photo story. A little different, and somewhat primitive! I have never seen any popular icons in my dreams, or as a passing flash!! But, actually I was told by one so called professional that the reason I could not see, was because my father was a heavy drinker even before I was born, and this has affected a small part of things that happen on the Metaphysical brain wave length!! J Not sure if this is true – it could well be! lol Although I have always thought not seeing “icons” or images was quite healthy! No illusions or hallucinations here! { A deliberate plan of dads to raise undelusional kids! Ha ah!}. What I was intrigued about Carl Jung’s book was his mention of the phrase “collective consciousness” things that whole groups of people understand, and live a certain way as a result of a state of mind. Like how now we find it unacceptable to treat other people as slaves, or scalp their heads – but before, this was perfectly normal. I do believe people work hard at changing the collective consciousness for good. (through conscious media, like movies). When I mentioned to Carl Jung to one of my older friends from fashion school, she turned to me (we were in my car), and said, she was raped by Carl Jung. She said it point-blank, I couldn't quite believe it, because I thought Carl Jung was really old, and possibly dead before her time - but maybe not? He was popular in the 1920s. I looked him up later, he died in 1961. She was probable born in the 50’s, could have been 60’s? I am really not sure; she was a housewife with 2 just turned teenage kids in 1992. She may have meant raped in the metaphysical world, I'm not entirely sure, I should have probed her about it, but I was a little bit shocked, and dumbfounded at the time; I grew up in happy barbie bimbo world where in public, everyone smiled and was happy. I was only 19 back then, and here was someone talking about RAPE!! Maybe she was just scared about the mention of being psychoanalysed! She was the type who was ‘open minded’ - by that, I do not mean I could read her mind! Lol! But she embraced new things, and weird things like colour light therapy. Some people are open minded in the literally sense, some people can read others minds. It happens a lot, its called mental telepathy. (der fred). I mentioned on my blog there are certain women (many women) who if I'm upset -she screams. It happens to me all the time, and I have learnt over the years to be very controlled. Because its kind of annoying if your pissed off about something, and you have some little annoying bimbo dog outside screaming. But what I find weird about this whole thing is the un-acknowledgement that it happens – especially by the Australian Police. It's like one of their number one priorities, is pretty much to pretend that this kind of thing just doesn't happen. Like it's not real. It seems to be an area of dysfunction in their adamant mission to deny it. Just weird. I mean why would you want to that - it's a part of life, why would you want to deny life? What’s wrong with them? This is why the refuse to do anything about all the thefts at my place and or from my car / body in town. To take me seriously they would have to acknowledge just exactly how these dogs are stealing from me. My cross to bear. I want to mention sleep walking here too, and no I do not mean walking around the streets half asleep in zombie frame of mind. I am talking about getting out of bed in the middle of the night doing some weird thing, then getting back in and going to sleep again; then having NO recollection of doing it, the next morning. This is not something I am in the habit of doing, but dad told me, when I was 8 or so, I did sleep walk once. In fact, I have written about it before on this blog but I couldn't find it today in my search results, so I will put it in again; one night I got up around 11:30pm, and walked all the way down the large hallway into the living room where dad was watching television still. Mum had already gone to bed, and he said I just hopped up on his knee and started watching television! He said to me ‘are you alright, do you want to drink of water? And he said I said ‘no’, and so I sat there for about 30 seconds, then I just got up again and went off to bed! That's what he said happen - so that's very odd. I suspect it had something to do with going to bed at 630pm – I was getting too much sleep. I imagine that would be something that I would in that scenario. I don't believe there's been any other incidences of sleep walking, but I mean who knows - if you can't remember, maybe I've been sleepwalking every night! No one mentioned it at school. There was one other incident, not sure if it was sleeping walking, I have mentioned that too on my blog, but will do again; when I was living in Petersham, the old house has been divided into four units, so it was kind of odd and pokey, and small. It was bloody awful in fact {I just wonder how I ended up living there in pretty much probably one of the worst places in Sydney you could rent! Especially since I was most definatly not one of the worst people!}. Plus, I was working. Anyway, the next-door neighbour woman had a cat, and the smell from her kitty litter would come out their open window and into my front door, even when it was closed, it would come under the crack at the bottom, plus around the sides. it was really disgusting - very strong smell, she never cleaned out her kitty litter so it seemed. DISGUSTING. So, I came up with a plan, I blocked the door with one of those sand snakes, and put up a thick velvet curtain all around the door to stop any leakages coming in around the edge of the door. It worked, but, as it was the front door, I could no longer use it, I had to come and go from the back door, which actually caused a whole heap of problems because the door kept changing positions depending on the weather; one minute it would lock the next minute it wouldn't (my bag was stolen one night). Anyway, so this curtain was kind of always closed and pushed against the door. Plus, the door was bolted, so that it could not be opened from the outside. One morning I got up, and the whole curtain had been pushed inwards, as if the door had been opened - so somebody has opened the door, and I don't know how this happened, because as far as I was I knew, it could NOT be open from the outside, it could only be open from the inside, and I have no recollection of opening it. So, maybe I slept walked, and did it in my sleep?? Now, I should add, this was the time when I was harassed at night by numerous people outside on the street, -not just some people, there were literally hundreds of people outside my house on the street on any given night. So, I suspect strongly, that had something to do with it. And another reason I've mentioned it, is because other times I have awoken to discover very strange things; like recently my sewing needles were all scattered on the floor and the figure 8 clasp had been returned to the floor too. There's no way that just magically appeared, it definitely was stolen 4 yrs prior at an address from 2 address’s ago. It was not in my possession in that time. So, someone has returned it, but I mean how did they get inside at night while I was asleep and the door was locked. I mean did they kind of speak to me when I was asleep, gain my trust, took advantage - then asked me to open the door, and I just got up nonthinkingly so, and did it?? I just don't see how there could be any other explanation? And if this is the case, I'm mean talk about taking advantage of someone, it's quite disgusting behaviour, SCUM behaviour. That little dog has no morals whatsoever - I mean if I caught them in my unit, that person would most likely end up dead. They have a death wish. The walls here are not sound proof- same as at Petersham. My new neighbour is probably from {Petersham – Sydney SCUM. How am I meant to report that to the police when they are so adamant that this kind of thing is not possible? They stupid. 9. Cocky Real Estates Stoop to a New Arrogant Low Re Pete Long Some nerve Elders real estate has, not only do they want landlords name and number for reference, but they want their email so they can send them a FORM to fill out!! Can you believe that? – oohh, I’m sure Pete my X landlord (a lawyer), has nothing better to do with his time, than be pestered by young airhead nazi rental girls). Could someone please do something about those intrusive, disrespectful, invasive (none of their business anyway) tryhard estate wenches. And, not to undermine people who aren’t lawyers – their time is just as important aswell. But case in point (a lawyer chargers $300/hour for his time) Below is the email from Elders, then the response email from Pete (I did not attach the form that Elders wanted them to fill out - but it was there! Dianne Obst Date: 9 June 2018 at 1:03:01 pm AEST To: sarah@ngiyaani.com.au Subject: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Good Afternoon Peter and Sarah Emily Bieman has applied for a rental property with our agency, and we require a rental reference from her previous landlords. I've attached the rental reference form, if you could please fill out and send back at your earliest convenience that would be much appreciated. Thanks in advance! Admin Elders Gladstone 3/19 Tank Street, Po Box 5014 GLADSTONE QLD 4680 p: 07 4972 5700 f: 07 4972 1280 e: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au gladstone.eldersrealestate.com.au Peter Long Sent: Monday, 11 June 2018 8:43 AM To: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au Cc: 'Sarah Ferguson' Subject: FW: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Dear Dianne, I am not in my office this week so I cannot print off and complete your attached form but I can advise that Emily rented a cottage on our farm from January 2018. She was the sole occupant and remains in the cottage at the present time. She gave us notice last week that she wished to relocate and would vacate the cottage. At the time she gave notice, she had made payments on account of rent through to 3 July 2018 and we have asked her to vacate the cottage by that date. Emily has two cats which have caused no issues. We received no complaints from anyone about Emily during her tenancy. We did an inspection of the cottage two weekends ago and found it to be clean and tidy with no damage. As Emily’s occupation was under a commercial lease because she operated her own business out of the cottage and its surrounds, no bond was deposited with the Rental Bond Board. Peter Long & Sarah Ferguson 10. Squeaky Wind Story I lived on a large farm in Gunnedah, at Rangari, owned by David and Brenda Heywood. Way before I moved in, my landlord used to live on the farm next door (about 2 km away). Then he bought the farm I lived on, as well as a house in town, and they moved in to town to live, and he would just come out occasionally to work the farm (he also owned another large farm on the other side of town – btw, farms in Gunnedah average on the 1500-acre size, that’s a typical farm size around town. The farm where I had been living previously, at Bulga was 2200 acres, {and that size is really too big for 1 man, one in his 40’s at any rate, so he used to lease out a couple of paddocks to his neighbours, and if I recall, he used to sow crops that were sold before he had even sown them, he was one lucky farmer}. The farmer who later bought David’s farm (when I had to leave), would own, at least 8000acres+, and that’s just what I knew about – that farmer is going to hell for sure). So, I was able to live in the farmhouse on the other farm. And David’s house that he had been living in next door, he let go to rack and ruin, it was pretty old anyway, so it didn’t take long for it to get into an unliveable state. (Typical farmer who would prefer to let his house go to rack and ruin, rather than have any dramas with the bother of renting it out. I saw on Google maps the new owner had bulldozed the house – total non thinker). There was also a Woolshed and a few other buildings over there, one day I went over and had a little exploration. Not only was there a small fenced off paddock full of Couch grass, and nothing else, which I was very impressed about - at the time I was going through a lawn phase, and had decided that Couch was my very favourite lawn! - I thought David should mow that little paddock and he would get an almighty harvest of Couch seed, which at the time was quite expensive and mostly unavailable!) But I discovered in the Woolshed, several old bales of wool still there, and even though this wool was not the kind of wool that you spin - the sheep bred in Gunnedah are for meat only, there are two main breeds, and their fleece is poor quality, a farmer might be lucky to get some money for it from the carpet industry. But I still thought it was Christmas, because I was in the middle of experimenting with plant dyes, and I could use all of this poor-quality burr filled wool, to dye with (I was planning on writing a book; Dyeing with Eucalypts.) So, after checking with the landlord that I could use it, I went back over there. And this day that I went, it was windy, I parked the car between the old house and the Woolshed, and the wind was blowing all around, and all around there were big old gum trees - and that feeling you get when you’re in an area that hasn’t really been inhabited by people, I don’t mind it at all, some people find eerie. The wind was also blowing the roof of the Woolshed up, it too, was in a dilapidated state, and I could see the wind lifting the iron up and I could hear the creaky noise every time it flew up, then back down. I was looking at it directly, when all of a sudden, the creaky noise that I could hear suddenly shifted, and whilst it was still a creaky noise coming from the roof, it kind of sounded like words, it was bizarre, 3 words. The words that I heard, as I was watching the iron lift up and back down again, was, “well hello there”. For me, it literally felt like the wind was talking to me, but it wasn’t just a normal sentence; If you were ever a fan of that show “friends”, and you remember that character Joey, and he was a bit of a flirt with all the women, and he had his pick-up-line of “how you doing”! That was the kind of tone, underlying the creaking, that I could hear!! It was most bizarre! I thought maybe there must be some sort of sound recording or sound device that Heath Barwick bloody installed, as he was the other neighbour adjoining, and he most likely knew that I would be venturing over there that day. But really, I don’t think so, I think it actually was the wind; you know, if you talk to the wind, it will talk back to you! (I spent a lot time on my own, so that’s a lot of time just talking to myself, in my mind! The wind thought I was talking to it!!). Actually, I just remembered something else; I was over nearby collecting some wire fence that David had told me I could use for of my Gumtree strip, (the roos were getting in to my trees, eating them), and I heard what sounded like a timber saw, it was very loud and had a kind of ring after it, it was echoing through all the trees out there. I thought that David must be up at the old shed tinkering away. I mentioned it to David a few weeks later and he said there’s been no electricity connected to that house in years. But there was a timber saw mill up there too, because they used to mill the timber all around there. I did later have a look at the timber mill and indeed it would’ve sounded just like what I heard. Weird huh? Maybe it was David‘s antics. But, again, I don’t think so. Oh! I just remembered something else too! The first time I went up there, there were five sheep; and it was literally like they were being herded by something I couldn’t see, just a feeling I got, like a Shepherd spirit. I thought maybe there’s generations of farmers haunting the place - wouldn’t surprise me if there were generations of Heath Barwick‘s family haunting the place! I want to mention, since this happened, I know there have been people who have put devices around my house that one can speak into and be heard, or play a recording of some sort - to try and trick me. Perhaps copycats? Omg, I just remembered something else; one night I looked across to David’s old farm from my veranda, and I could see what looked like an old timber building burning. I alerted David, but he was totally nonchalant about it. And later, as I was wondering why he did not care if there was a building burning on his farm, I worked out, it was because it was those people who do lights and affects on buildings, they indeed were trying to trick me, and David knew about it. You see what I have to put up with out there, as a single lady. And one thing leads to another – with all trickery leading to thievery. 500 items stolen from me while I lived on that farm. Curse them. Good Vibes in Roof Space 12. Moving Ferns 16. Neighbours Cat 18. Tool room at Rangari 13. Verander at Rangari 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 had so much, that when I moved I had to throw a whole heap out, just no room in my future rentals for old wool storage. Curse everyone. 11. Good vibes in roof space conversion I’ve written a little bit about this before, but it’s another one that has gone missing, so here it is again with more details. I was going to add it to my “Meddling Marys in Victorian Street - none of your business” photo story, but it was getting a bit too long. The reason why, was because my aunt in Leichhardt, wanted to do a renovation in her attic, and her neighbours caused problems for her. She wanted to convert empty roof space into a room, a studio actually, she painted and taught. She also wanted a little deck out the back where she could sand her crafts, and provide good air and light. The roof would stay as was, and some windows would be added on the north city side. A very simple renovation actually. So, she told me this story later, I was not there through the whole process. Now, for some reason she had to put in a request to neighbours, to seek permission, to do the renovation. Something along those lines, I’m not overly clear of each council’s rules. But why on earth Council would come up with this cockanninnie rule of seeking neighbours’ permission is beyond me, they obviously do not know the nature of most people, especially women. So, her neighbour did protest, she had monumental problems from them, and, btw, they were her good friends infact, they used to eat out in Leichhardt together regularly. But that was the end of that. The neighbour stated if somebody went outside onto the little deck, they could see into their yard, thus privacy would be gone. So, you know if you have read my blog, how important that I know, privacy is. But in this instance, - as in all home renovations, for me, I would say this would be the future problem of the neighbour, and they should have to deal with it by putting a tree or trellis, or something. That’s just my personal opinion, as most homes I have lived in, have been in DIRE need of renovations, and it is hard enough coming up with the cash and a reputable builder, so having additional neighbour and council problems is nightmarish. So, eventually, after several long months, it was decided my aunt could go ahead with it, but she had to put a barrier at the end of the little deck, kind of like blinkers on a horse! But after it was finished, you could stand on the side and look directly into the yard anyway, so it didn’t really make any difference. And the whole process was a bothersome and a nuisance, and completely unnecessary. But anyway, the room turned out beautiful, and she had managed to find 4 secondhand stained-glass windows, all the same size, and placed all on the north wall where the sun shines through when it rises. I found a room that was similar on public domain Flickr, I just added the windows, see above. When I went down there at school holidays, I got to sleep in the new studio, she had a daybed up there in next to her large 4x4m work bench, and when I woke up in the morning, the sun pouring in through those beautiful stained-glass windows, it was just gorgeous, beautiful timber room, with the sun, the colours, the new timber scent – it created such a wonderful atmosphere, very memorable. 14. Harassment for Money from Employment Provider in Gin Gin for Road Works and Street Beautification SH SH it’s a secret My neighbours, incahoots with female employment girls, harass me deliberately for money - they harass me continuously, and steal from me, they are so bad, I have to put in a complaint to local council and or polys (as they know I will do, anyone of sound mind would) - then council comes up with a ‘distraction’ plan for usually husbands - they pay them to do unnecessary roadworks. This has been an ongoing ‘thing’ that bitch wives in each community I live in, do. They are beyond a nuisance - they make my life HARASMENTHELL; they are stealing from me. -Don’t give in to them, don’t give them any money - it just makes them worse next time. Big network of these people. In Gunnedah they used use me for arts money aswell, as all the roads there, were all fixed – I was there 20yrs before having to move to QLD. In Colosseum, they had ‘lollipop girls’ stopping traffic on my rd. (This quite little rural rd, that hardly anyone used; to dig up a section, then replace it – for no reason. Same with the Blackman Gap Rd to Miriam Vale, dirt rd, suddenly lollipop women stopping traffic, for work that just does not need to be done. (Lollipop women – the main guilty harassing greedy culprits, those woman get paid $90hr for sitting on their ass). And on the Bundaberg Gin Gin rd, they got young men to ‘sweep’ the rd, not kidding, I took a photo – they were stopping traffic to sweep it clean, all day, no road works going on at all. I have probably created more jobs than anyone could possibly know, yet the stupid female bully twits at Bundaberg locked me up for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – unbelievable what goes on in Australia – I recommend not having kids, as this community is fucked. (Since I seem to have so much influence in this area, I contacted council and told them to start putting powerlines underground instead of pointless roadworks; I think they like roadworks, as they have all the infrastructure and are incahoots with lollipop people). I often have wives drive by house in shiny new cars, beeping showing off what they got by ‘dogging’ with me - stupid little bimbos, can’t make money anyway but by stealing and bullying. BTW, at my new location there does not appear to have been any roadworks or street beautification in the area AT ALL for the whole 12mnths I have been here!! Wow, first time in 30yrs!! Well, I definitely know the harassment as somewhat ceased compared to back then. But today actually, there seems to be some idiot across the rd at no 155 or either side of them, beeping at me, and ofcourse there is some guy constantly going woohoo all day long, and his stupid dog who seems to harass me now instead of her child, whenever I do a load of washing – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOG. Seriously don’t those people have anything else better to do all day than concern themselves with what I am doing – get a fucking life. {council; DOG COMPLAINT} I also think they have been doing fake baby noises, as the sound of baby crying goes off everytime I go into my bedroom. Stop harassing me, I have the right to live in in “quite enjoyment”. As soon as I upload this story, beep beep from a hoon going by. Not sure if those things are road works related though – most likely trying, copycats. So, I think those road works before were “Miss” Wainberg’s oka Cate Rogers, doing, her manipulating councils, along with her school friends from Gunnedah. 15. Cockatoo Story So, I mentioned before on my blog at certain times people take it upon themselves to do signs, really annoying signs, mostly disrespectful signs, meaning, not with the message itself is rude or anything, but just the way they do it is disrespectful, like, if you have something to say to me, then you say it to my face, you look into the persons eye and say it. Doing it by signs is disrespectful, annoying and antagonistically cowardly. It is not CLEVER. So, I think, by waking me up at 330am or thereabouts every morning they have been trying to tell me another one of my stories is missing (stolen), the one about the cockatoos waking me up every morning at Bird-Twit. I’d come into the house every morning for brekkie, as a young nine-year-old or so, grumpy, because the birds had woken me up. If you are familiar with the cockatoos, then you know how extraordinarily loud they are, they kind of SCREEEECH. Plus, they seem to travel in groups, making them extra loud. There was a huge ironbark right outside my bedroom window (a lean-to on the side of our house) where they would hang out and screech. One morning, I heard the birds start, then the next thing I hear, quick as a flash, I heard the back door open, and I hear dad trying to scare off these cockatoos, he was making all sorts of ruckus sounds, I bet he wish he hadn’t sold his gun; a shotgun would have worked well. Anyway, after his antics of hissing and making cracking noises, whatever, they all left. It did the trick, and in fact I didn’t have any more problems from any more cockatoos ever again! And in my adult years now (back in Gunnedah, they’re kind of comical now, because whenever they see me coming, they all quickly take off!! Plus, they never used to tear apart my trees after I planted them either, (sometimes they’re known to do that out of sheer boredom, just tear off branches and leave them scattered on the ground). And well, so if this is the long-term effect from dad scaring them off years before, then I reckon, dad should’ve tried scaring off the dogs - I bet I would it would’ve had the same affect. Bird brains. (I am not sure if dad ever saw the dogs – but they were so prevalent, he must have) So that story was missing, I’m not sure what is going on with all my missing stories, who on earth is stealing my stories? I’m getting a little annoyed of having to rewrite it. And fuck you, in case it had any swearing in it, and that’s why they removed it. - I have taken upon to use swear words because I know how much the powers that be, dislike them. And until they stop stealing from me, I’m going to continue swearing. And, by the way, I don’t actually swear, really, it was not till I started writing this blog, and decided to incorporate swear words into my writing to show my annoyance, and piss off the people who can actually do something about the thefts. Lol, more irony. 16. 4 people that are, or, look like Karen Cull (high school biology teacher from Gunnedah High, NSW, Australia) 2000-2004 Karen Cull herself at Bulga (she has since remarried and is no longer is a Cull) 2005 the photography teacher at RMIT in Melbourne 2019 the independent patient rights advisor in the Bundaberg hospital 2021 I saw her walking around kookaburra park when I had t o leave (2018 I possibly heard her at Builyan from the neighbours “What’s up bitch” (!)?) Now, whether it actually be Karen Cull in each of the 3 other circumstances, I am not sure, as they could have been ‘lookalikes’? (If you have read my blog, especially my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story, this phenomena is a common game that dogs play). But it wouldn’t surprise me in the least, if they actually went and got Karen and asked her to play this role. As she would be paid by them, and thus they could ‘control’ the situation. {And this is how wealthy women in the know, and who are connected, keep winning money, by faking and cheating to get paid positions. I have seen many fakers in my life many – infact my advice to young people is always ask for ID if you are paying a so called ‘proffesional’} I have mentioned previously on my blog, how sometimes I feel in situations when I am out, that it has been set up, and people have been ‘placed in’, and told what to say to me by someone else, who is trying to control the situation. If you ever noticed, watching the ABC TV, and some other television shows, everything is pre-rehearsed, and everyone knows what to say, and what their cue is. I feel these types of people who are doing that, also try to do it to me in my life - because they want control over me, it is a game. I think it is older woman, who don’t like the way, in a situation, I can take the focus, and put it on whatever I choose. That’s the big issue for them. They are jealous. So, then there’s a big network of these women, they call themselves the Agony Aunts (a TV show apparently, I never watched) – they have been around for many years. And there are other women who see them and copy them, so then try to inflict domineering tactics over a younger person – me. It used to happen all the time in Gunnedah, but still they try now. There is something majorly wrong with them, they’re like, not quite fully thinking and evolved women, acting like little monkeys on my back – out of pure jealousy, and stupidity. (I have had a lot of experience with them now, stupidity is the underlying character type, incapable of respect.) Get lost you stupid bimbos, and get your own life. I should mention Karen Cull had a big white cat at Bulga, Mardi. He used to venture down to my house from where he lived, about ½ kilometre away, apparently, he used to live in my then house, briefly before they moved up to the big house. He used to chase my 4 cats, and he chased them inside, barging through the front door, I had to make it Mardi proof. I saw him early one morning, and he was the most pissed off cat you have ever seen, he kept looking up at me where I was in the window, and he could also see my 4 cats perched on the sill, so he looked at us then sprayed the bush, then, he would look back again, and go over to another bush, and spray it, (male cat), he would do that at least 5 times, before I got bored of looking at him. But he wouldn’t just walk or trot over to a bush, he would stomp and march over with this most disgusting scowl on his face that you’ve ever seen, looking at us the whole time he stomped! He hated us being there in his house. Anyway, one time I had to go over to the Tamworth airport and pick my parents up, and I was waiting in the busy airport, when suddenly there in the middle of the reception area, was Mardi. Don’t ask me how he got there, or who picked him up? But I certainly didn’t see Karen at the airport? The cat above, this is my now neighbours cats, it says “Jasper” on his collar, he visits me some mornings, and tries to come inside the unit, this one seems quite happy though! BTW, Karen was not my high school teacher - I did not have a secret crush on my high school teacher!! lol 17. Food and Flower jealousy I wanted to mention something about my cut flowers. I had so many flowers at Rangari, I was able to (eventually - it took some years), but pick excess ones, and put them in a vase on my desk. So pretty and lovely! I could not find my photo of my cut pale pink roses in my black and white jug, a specific one I was looking for, and I’ve checked my whole file system for it, it’s gone! Don’t ask me what happened to it - it wasn’t that good! I ought to have taken more phots of my flowers in vases. I remember one lot I picked, I sat it on my huge then, tv cabinet, it was a big vase full of multiple tall gum branches full of E. leucoxylon. It was a huge 1mx1m pink and yellow explosion of flower colour. Much more bold and substantial than my image above! I recall when I collected those flowers, they also sat in front of my yellow and pink curtain, it was masses of yellow and pink; and it reminded me of that wonderful designer Lacroix. I remember as an 18-year-old reading studio magazines, and every time I saw an outfit that I just loved, I would turn the magazine on it’s side, so I could read the name of the designer, 9 out of 10 times, it was always the same one Lacroix! 😀 I mention on my “It all comes down to food jealousy” on page 1, about the reason why I was cast out, and I should have also mentioned flowers, it’s food and flowers! There is an element of females out there, who are extremely jealous of flowers, and having that ability to be able to cut flowers (without forking out cash at the time) and putting them in your home; an element of extreme jealousy from daft bimbos. Its lucky I now do not live near a florist; I would end up wasting all my money on cut flowers. Actually, I googled the nearest florist to me and it was 400km away!! I noticed actually, everywhere in Australia, (bar the major cities, well Sydney and Melbourne at least), there are no florists, well no flower shops, I see there are now Florists, which are really “gift shops” and they do not sell fresh cut flowers, they have fake flowers and cards and bad chocolates and Kitschy gifts. There are delivery ones online, but the average price for a bouquet is $200! Ridiculous! I remember buying a bunch of Iris’s for $3 in Sydney. Also, I have a sad Rose story. L It was one of those situations when you’re young, and you do stupid things, because you don’t know any better; I had moved into this house that had an orange flowered rose bush, it came into flower with one rose and I thought it was the ugliest rose I had ever seen. (!) For some reason I wasn’t keen on the colour orange at that particular time, and this rose was bright and deep orange – it does not get any more orange than that rose (I have never since seen an orange rose before). But, since I did not like it, I thought, I’m going to dig it up and replace it with a pink rose. So, I did, and before I started hacking into it, I cut the one rose off, and placed it in the single stem vase that I happen to have {which I thought I would never have any use for ever, so was glad to use it even for an ugly orange rose). Then went about digging it up, when I came in at the end of the day, I walked inside, and the whole house was just this amazing scent of rose - you have never smelt such strong rose fragrance in your life!! It was amazing, every single room in that 3 bedroom brick house smelt like roses. I couldn’t believe that I had just dug up this incredible fragrant rose, and replaced it with a pink one, because I’m pretty sure it would not have a scent as amazing as that ugly orange one!! Oh life, sometimes just full of regrets! 19. Night Sweats - Direct result from a Lack of Privacy Forget about menstruation, menopause, medications, hormone problems, low blood sugar, etc- Night sweats, or sometimes excessive sweating, can usually be put down to stress, brought about by a lack of privacy in this full-on overpopulated world. Yet another reason to stop breeding like rabbits. (There have been girls in my neighbourhood that know about this phenomenon and deliberately ‘stare’ in through windows or harass from the street – sick) many times its happened; at Petersham and at Builyan, and a few other times in Sydney. I am talking saturated sheets. FUCK OFF Yet also another reason to introduce stricter policy for developers to making sure housing is private / sound proof; out of sight, out of mind. 20. BENDING the truth, photos from Realtors This is a low-income house in a tiny outback community in Queensland. This house is a trap, its pray is low-income tenants. This house has a whole heap of problems which cost the tenant money in upkeep - due to drainage problems, water shortage, and thieving tight knit community. The Real Estate; Elders, of Gladstone, will try to steal the whole bond upon exiting as well. I had to take them to court to get it back which wasted two whole days of my time, not to mention paperwork, stress and effort. I got most of it back, and only lost a little due to the way they set up the total scam court procedure. (The whole Gladstone court system is a big scam, it’s specifically designed for people with money, even if you’re completely right, and prove your case, they then call time out and change the rules, they set it up so that the person who has the least status in society loses- it is not a ‘just’ system at all - The judges and the real estate industry work together, it is a game for them. (And if you do win, the police who work alongside the court there, will follow you home and try to give you a ticket, which is what happened to me ($400), I strongly suspect the police at Builyan, Lisa Lynch had something to do with that – she is another naïve police woman) The ‘little girl’ realtor at Elders, Tamara Smitz, should’ve talked the owner, Lacie Bimrose, into seeing common sense- that’s her job, it is NOT her job to ‘egg’ her on, to see how much money they can screw out of the tenant. (Manipulated by Kaye Pownall too) The 2 judges, Athol Kennedy and Judge Kinsella should be ashamed of themselves. The case should have been thrown out when Elders did not even bother showing up. Actually, the full story that I had written about what happened in court, was stolen, so I will add it again. Because Elders didn’t bother showing, judge Kinsella, said we will have to set another day, instead of doing what he should have done, and that is throw the case out. They have very clear rules, and if I hadn’t of turned up, the case would’ve been thrown out - its most unfair that the case wasn’t thrown out when Elders didn’t show up. And Elders didn’t show up because this is a part of their plan; Elders are just down the road from the courthouse in Gladstone, whereas I have to travel two hours all the way up to Gladstone. So not only does it waste valuable petrol money ($95), but more or less a whole day is taken up and set aside for the case. So, I had to wait around all morning for this information and new date to be set, 2mnths later. So, 2 mnths later, the young Elders rental girl turns up, alongside about 15 other little Real Estate girls - it was all a big tag game, how can I explain what happened? They’re all playing this game and sucking up to this judge, who was a new judge now, judge Ethel Kennedy, and the young rental girl Tamara Smitz was indeed playing ‘footsies’ with the judge. I believe judge Kennedy had a thing for feet! A little hard to explain exactly what happened, but it was definatly a game of footsies. Suffice to say, asking for the full amount of bond was so ridiculous that even with their game that they were playing, the judge could not award the whole bond to Tamara Smitz and Lacie Bimrose. At one point the rental girl asked for compensation for a tree stump that I cut down – a tree stump! Compensation! - this is not worth taking someone to court over. Court is not a place for bitchy females to take out their frustrations. But, as they caught me off-guard - as they had a whole 2mnths to prepare after they saw my evidence including photos – I was very thorough, I thought. But as I didn’t have time to think about what I should’ve said after their rebuff, as I forgot to mention or show photos of the fact that there was a big cut off tank up the back of the garden, so I couldn’t mow that part, so the judge saw that tank area, but not the tank, and said I should’ve mowed that area and fined me $100! Can you believe that. If anyone would have told my last landlord that I was fined $100 for not mowing, he would’ve thought that was such a joke – like, I took mowing very seriously, my last lawn was at least 50m² I have two lawnmowers. Such is the ridiculous Queensland Rental and Court system, and the prejudice against people they do not know and are from NSW. (I did find it quite extraordinary how both judges couldn’t handle anyone who speaks with a raised voice! It’s actually kind of dysfunctional how they really can’t handle it - it must remind them of their mother, and being chastised by their mother in a loud angry voice when they were a child! So, if anyone speaks with an angry tone, they bang their mallet down and get all ‘antsy’. But I mean the very nature of why you would be at court in the first place is because you’re pissed off, there’s been an injustice. So why the court would have such a low tolerance for angry people is a little peculiar, and lacks COMMON SENSE. Well, I guess, not to mention the “arrogance” factor “how dare you yell at me” I’m special!! Anyway, so I walked out of that court room knowing that I was totally screwed, and I didn’t owe that stupid woman any money, I now feel she is now in debt to me, and she will be in karmic debt to me too. And the reason I suspect Builyan police officer Lisa Lynch was involved in stopping me after I left Gladstone court, in a total dodgy highway area where they reduce the speed limit to catch people out (another deliberate money making scam, I have done separate photo/story about the 70/90/80/70/80 km/h speed limit on the highway just outside Gladstone) - is because I spoke a lot with Lisa Lynch, the new police officer in Builyan, (I don’t think they even had police there before I moved in) because my neighbours were definitely stealing from me and Lisa Lynch intervened and the stealing stopped - but she would prefer to believe that it wasn’t her influence that put an end to it, but in fact they weren’t stealing from me at all - which was completely wishful thinking on her behalf. I find a lot of police aswell as people, think like this, and I really don’t know how they can be so stupid. And the young men involved in stealing from me at Builyan, continued to steal from me at my new address at Colosseum, after I moved, as it turned out they were friends with the work farmhand at my new address – young male thieves (although I did hear girls in the times of thefts too). Anyway, so that’s what happen there. BTW, now if I try to lodge a rental form application, via the online app (Tenancy1form) on My Real-estate, my name is flagged as having taken a landlord to court, and this stops the form altogether, you can no longer apply to the rental. CAN YOU BELIEV THAT? JUST SO WRONG - DISCRIMINATION – I believe that rental app has been ‘sidebar’d’ now because of that prejudice. So, you can also apply via the local real estate website, and most honest realtors will put their contact details next to the listing, (if there is no real estate associated with the listing – it is most likely a fake or dodgy listing. BUT SOME NERVE. Least there are some people that can see what is going on THANKGOODNESS. I did not attach the original photo here, showing the Builyan house from one angle – a nice seemingly normal house shot, along with a shot that I took from a different angle, showing a complete different look, and if the shot I took was on the rental listing – no one would apply for it, it was that bad. 21. Naughty Kangaroo Solutions Some girl noted that whenever I was out in the garden or paddock at Rangari, and there were kangaroos about, as soon as they heard me, they would skedaddle out of my way quick smart. This girl, said she knows women who when they walk near the kangaroos, they would start to fight the woman (kangaroos are known to have a boxing nature). I have put this down to the fact, that I kind of walk, reminiscent to the Giant, from Jack in the Beanstalk! (Even when I was young and skinny!). And so, if any woman out there, gets beaten up by kangaroos, you should just site this: Fee Fi Fo Fum I Smell The Blood Of An Englishman! Say that to yourself a few times, and get a feel of what it would be like to be a giant - you have to say it in a kind of jilted and fierce way. Soon enough those kangaroos will skedaddle for you too! 22. The Bimbo Dominatrix along with The Sand Man Story The screenshot above shows our family house in Gunnedah, on the left, with the green roof, and on the far right behind that pink shrub was Ivan Williamson’s Car Mechanic place, you can see all his cars in the spare lot. A few months before this Google shot was taken, there was a little house in that fenced off yard, it was vacant and rundown, not liveable. But, as I would have girls (adults) who would follow me wherever I went; when I went and spent the day at dads, those girls who harass me, would stay in that house, they would occasionally yell out it at me and make comments about what I was doing at that particular point, they would like to “commentate” so if I did something well, they would beep – once, and if I was doing something where I made a mistake, then they would yell out, and ‘bang’ make loud noises. I term them “nasty nazi comments”. They are seriously MENTALLY RETARDED. And having no respect for boundaries like that means not only mentally retarded, but completely stupid. Infact I want to repeat that; not having boundaries is a sign of stupidity. Btw, I declare, if you still wish to play this game, then for each “nasty nazi comment” – you have to accompany it with $50 - $50 paid directly into my PayPal account via my email {which you can find at the bottom of this page}. Think of it like a swear jar. That includes you too little boy, $50, you will have to go and ask you mom. It has never been made clear to me what they were doing there, and why they would have so much time to spare, and concern themselves with what I was doing. Talk about desperate. Actually, I assume it’s jealousy, jealous of the fact that I could just go and hang out at dad‘s house any time I wanted, and he had a pretty nice house. I can see now why he won the lottery all those years ago, he may have had the same problem, but probably worse! The powers that be, thinking the best solution being more and more with a lottery win!! I think it worked! Lol! I never noticed dogs persecuting dad, not like how I have dogs persecute me. Except once, when I was young, maybe 4 or 5, dad drove Daniel and I over to the local quarry to get some sand, for a sandpit that he was building for us (we were relatively new in town then). After that, I noticed one or maybe two or three times when we were driving through Tamworth, there was a car in front of us for ages, and the car was a van type with artwork all over it, it was easily memorable, and, it had “The Sand Man” written on it in big letters. I was sitting directly behind dad, in the passenger seat, so I could see what dad could see, it wouldn’t surprise me if, dad had dogs like I do who follow me around (they drive in front of me too, used to) AND, who pays these idiots, because that artwork would’ve been very expensive? Also, I have written about this before, but it was stolen, (least it is not showing in my PC search results), so this is the second time I have had to write about “The Sand Man”. So, back to my story; abandoned house neighbour, stupid female dog story. Their main aim as far as I was concerned, was to manipulate, harass, invade my privacy, powertrip (helping themselves), be disrespectful, steal from me, and not just steal items, but ideas and opportunities, aswell as to try and inflict fear by means of stalking, like a predator stalks its prey. Not to mention, be a total nuisance. They certainly were not there, in any “helpful” beneficiary way to me. Infact mostly those are the girls that wanted me to get me fat and speak badly, I have written about it before. Jealous bitches hung up on class. After the house was bulldozed, sometimes these girls would go into my neighbours behind dad‘s house. One time I distinctly heard a girl that I had gone to TAFE with - a young aboriginal girl. Plus, they frequently would go to the other neighbours on the other side too – a new block of units had been built there. They would always yell out from afar, so I could never really see exactly who it was, I could only recognize their voices, which sometimes I did. There were literally 100’s of girls in this time, doing it. The dog network. This is why I wonder how women actually got the vote? Extraordinary stupidity. I never went round there and confronted them, I didn’t want to do, as I don’t want dogs in my life, you are revolting and unwanted. One time, I remember I did tell some stupid dog to fuck off, and she goes “oh well you win” and then continued to carry on like a dog anyway. So actually, telling them to fuck off, doesn’t necessarily make any difference anyway. Stupid bloody dogs. So another problem, possibly the same problem, and it has been such a widespread problem with women, older and younger ones; who try to cross my path, and I guess it is to try to “dominate me”! What I’ve noticed about these women, is that they are kind of stupid, and don’t realise that this behaviour is not appropriate (Cassandra Dunstan, Sharon Morgan, Cate Rogers (Wainberg girl), Karen Cull, possible Danielle Wheatly and Penny Awgayer?, just to name a few - a whole heap more that stay invisibly cowardly, 100’s). It is not right or healthy, it’s like, little girls; you have to go and find a man - there’s plenty of men who are into this kind of thing, and you have to dominate him (if he says they are not into this kind of thing, think again, they are) - You can’t dominate other women, especially ones that you don’t know - it’s completely “bimbo”, that’s really the best word to describe such women. Bimbo dominatrix! It’s a bit like my chooks, I have to explain to them, that they are all female. Who knew I would have such a problem with such people, they don’t warn you about this in school! I can just imagine Mrs Ford, “Be careful ladies of the bimbo dominatrix”. lol The only way I can think to combat this, is writing about it, and bringing this phenomena into consciousness, albeit 30 years too late, but really make these women aware of their disrespectful behaviour, and that their behaviour really is stupid, not to mention cowardly, and against the law. AND, they are making a fool of themselves – I now have NO RESPECT for you, due to this very bimbo behaviour. After 30 yrs of it - nothing you do, will change this. Btw, following me around online, and banning me from whatever community I join, is bimbo dominatrix too. BIMBO Once I was visited, down on the Central Coast, by a friend of my aunt, when she was there, she demanded I open my curtains; fuck off you stupid bimbo, I have my curtains HOWEVER I SEE FIT! No respect at all - incable of respect. I bet she was 3rd born. I have given some thought as to why this is such a problem for me, and I think it all comes back to “rebellion”. I have mentioned quite a few times now on my blog, that girls, women, in particular, “do the opposite” of what I would like. So, when I think to myself, don’t come into the toilet, they try and break the door down to get into the toilet (! – yes, they really do that.) It’s the same thing here, like maybe I have a distinct aura of “get away from me, don’t try to tell me what to do and don’t try to control me (don’t fence me in!!)” So those same stupid minded dogs, do exactly the opposite. It is stupidity, even if those girls are good at maths, and aced the HSC – it still is a stupid mentality, that was instilled in them, by their hopeless parents and teachers. It’s like I have to spend my whole adult hood telling stupid women to fuck off. Oh, and there is the element of woman who wants to be worshipped, so not just respected, but literally adored and praised (there are a lot like this. And men too, (especially if they do something good!) but I am thinking of one stupid blonde in particular) I have discovered with some blondes if they are not adulated, then they think they are being discriminated against (maybe because of their hair colour or something). And so, because I am NOT a woman worshipper, (I am healthy). This woman is trying – for many years now, to instil fear, thinking, in her bimbo way, that she will get respected and not discrimminated agaisnt, if she can get people to be nervous around her. STUPID, and case in point. 23. Australian Women are Way too Jealous by Nature due to Multiple Kids This jealousy problem is huge in Australia, I would say any country where more than 2 kids is the norm, as this is where jealousy starts, amongst 3rd borns especially. As a single lady, I am frequently the target of married women who think I am going to try to steal their husband!! Such ‘bimbo nature’ have so many wives! One stupid bitch phoned me up and abused and yelled at me for at least 10 minutes. She thought I was going to steal her husband - her husband was a potential landlord, and so far from Prince charming you wouldn’t believe it! ha ha ha ha. (Although at that point I had not even met him) I was so amused by her rantings, it was extraordinary, you should’ve heard her. Not that I appreciated being yelled at, but I was truly fascinated by how stupid and jealous so many women are. Actually, no woman usually has the guts to confront me like this one, they just are typically usually passive aggressive in any situation as it presents. But this one was so outright in her blatant hostility, it was ridiculous. I told her I was not interested in her husband, only the house rental, I needed somewhere to live, and preferably a farmhouse. And yelled back at her, she seemed to be satisfied with my answer, and apologised and hung up - stupid fucking woman. I ended up moving into that house, and I had heaps of items stolen. I suspect it was her; one of the items was a fly screen window wheel -that is why I suspect her, she would’ve seen me doing it, and wanted to do it for herself on her windows – those kinds of women – a specific personality type (I sometimes term them DOGS) are typically the same when it comes to things like that, “I want what she’s got, I want to do what she’s doing” - stupid bloody third borns) You know, this is something a three-year-old experiences, one who has older siblings, and they want what they’re the older kids have, or want to do what the older kids are doing - very common amongst 3rd/4th borns. And it’s an issue that most of them carry with them all their life, it’s so dysfunctional, mothers creating delinquent personalities by ‘popping them out’. And I’m outraged by these dysfunctional thieving adults, they are the bane of my life, and I am doing something about it. It’s like either stop fucking having more than two kids or start fucking dealing with these issues. (Due to overpopulation, water shortages, land shortages anyway, women should not be breeding more than 2, and women ought not have kids before the age of 30, possibly now even 40 – YOU ARE NOT SMART ENOUGH YET to have kids) And my clarity of mind and willingness to speak the truth has got me banned from all social media, this country is run by cowards. COWARDS Plus, btw, I could see my landlords wife had been with the ‘dogs’ who follow me around, torment and persecute me. I could see, because they get “stylised”. She said her name was Julie Ward, married to Alistair Darcy Ward. Get your bloody marriage together and don’t involve me in your backwards hillbilly shenanigans. Oh, by the way that “stylised” thing that goes on, has happened a lot in my life actually. I haven’t mentioned it before on my blog, but it happened a lot in Gunnedah, there was a lot of hairdressing involved, and new clothes, plus I saw the one of the dogs at a nearby neighbour Glen Blackburn. I think they are old NEGS girls, who were older than me, who now have ties withing the entertainment industry?? BTW, the grass is greener on the other side, and he has missed out! (idiots who marry dogs lol - someone contacted me (a self-declared dog) and said the reason her husband doesn’t cheat on her, is because she behaves like a jealous dog!!). I would never enter into any kind of relationship with a married man (or woman), a marriage is between the husband, the wife and God. And you will have God to deal with if you ‘woo’ one away from the other. But you know, simply talking to one of them while the other is not present, is NOT grounds to be jealous. GET A GRIP SPOUSES I must've mentioned it elsewhere, because it's not here, with those 2 people, turns out that he hadn't told his wife that he was going to rent out their farmhouse. And in fact, he was kind of using me to make his wife jealous, and appreciate him more!!! {probably not the best person to be used for such purposes! Lol} But I mean, his wife knew about his sneaky plan (some men; they're clueless about women!), as this is why she called me up -so it must've been one of the dogs who has told her the dog network (I bet it was my neighbours mother at Builyan – a woman clueless about her sons sins). And she also told me that he's going to give the house back to his kids soon, because his kids had been living in it and they trashed it for some reason, and were no longer there. I assume it was because of the drought; when I moved in there was NO water, aswell as broken windows, missing doors and holes punched in walls. But Darcy lied to me, saying that his kids are NEVER going to be living in that house again ever. And that's why I was welcome to live in it for as long as I want - he's such a liar, he lies to his wife and lies to his tenant (plus one of his teenager’s committed suicide – gee I wonder why, LIAR). Some couples, I really don't know how they survive life at all. And I’m always amazed at people who are so incompetent: they have kids!?!? Big mistake. Huge. I'll mention spouse jealousy is really not a huge problem compared to the other problems involved with jealousy; like women get jealous about everything, every single little thing that I have, I own; they get jealous. I remember a girl back in fashion school, she was bitching about me to the teacher because I was allowed to use the special new expensive cad system (because I asked if I could), she just couldn't handle that I was allowed to do something, that nobody else was doing. This really sums up of most women I've ever encountered, their jealousy is absurd and pathetic and results in those women doing stupid non-thinking things like stealing or bitching when, if she thought about it, she would realise that she doesn't actually care, and she's quite happy with what she was doing. Like I've mentioned before how I just can't purchase anything nice because it gets stolen, I certainly couldn't buy any designer brands. And retailers are sending me faulty items and seconds, I believe it's for the point that nobody steals it! Well, there's been a reduction in thefts in 2024/5 at a new address (until September 2025), but they are still stealing good items: good clothing, good stainless-steel items, essential oils; like none of the stuff from China made of plastic crap gets stolen! Btw, jealousy is considered a sin in the Christian religion. So, I guess they are not too many Christians in Australia after all. This jealousy is such a huge problem around the world - this is why back in the day countries like Cambodia went communistic, to try and get rid of that fighting thieving nature that those jealous third borns have, they tried to make everything equal and the same, of course it didn’t work because people‘s greed takes over, and the good and or meek miss out, plus everyone is slightly different, which is a really a good thing, not like how we were brainwashed as kids with children’s shows like “Play School” who teach spot the odd one out and get rid of it. Sleepy Australians. Do you know there’s a sure-fire way to cure the third born jealousy, and that’s to stop having more than two kids! Plain and Simple. 24. Massage Please for all hard working Australians Massage Please for all hard-working Australians Why is the government wasting money on mental health industry? (cause that’s where the money goes, into the people’s pockets who work within the industry). When Gov can be curing all Australians of all (well many) typical health problems; Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. {It said living in ‘light’ also does this, so dark dingy homes are bad for your health}. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. Healment of injuries. Ofcourse. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage; at least 2 for each person per 6 mnths. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, after all, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need is a “feel for it”. I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every city block! That is how beneficial they are to health and longevity. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident (the other driver was at fault), and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. No need to exhaust yourself at a gym, just get a massage! Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, or her technique / massage style. The naturopaths up here don’t do massage, nor do does the physio, podiatrist, or chiro...actually in QLD, it’s like I have stepped back in time by 80+years! Although, I presume it is quite hard to find a masseuse who does have a ‘feel’ for it, one woman I saw when I was trying to heal my foot, kind of just did the text book techniques. Although I found out I have lymph problems and have done so since I started working as a nanny – due to an injury that happen there in 1998 on my left breast, an area were lymph nodes are found, and so I require a specific masseuse who knows how to move lymphatic fluid. But I think all massage therapists should know about lymph’s and incorporate that into their skill repertoire. {2026 update – we have YouTube now, and there are BRILLIANT techniques shown for self-massage when it comes to moving lymph, years of pain suddenly disappearing - amazing}. I do not recommend Bowen technique – what a scam. There are many scammers, also be aware of “hot rock” therapy – another scam – these are lazy women who don’t actually want to do any work, any hands-on work that is; the point of a massage therapist.} Also, as I have learnt in my wise old age, there are some older cocky women who do not have rich husbands, but they want massage, they know the benefits of it. So, they have devised a way to steal money in order to have massage, and that is by faking breast cancer, and raising money for “breast cancer wellness treatments”. I know; this world is not what it seems is it. When I was working at Bonds, occasionally I had fill in for the ‘marker maker paper roller’ on the cement factory floor, and that involved standing all day on my feet, on cement rolling up paper. And often I did not know that that, was what I was going to be doing that day, and I would not be prepared with good shoes, I usually always wore my good Italian semi heals (1 ¼“) that mum and I split the cost for. I mean, also, not that Occupational Health and Safety was a thing back then. But after a couple of years, I really noticed some problems with my feet, and I believe it was directly from those odd days on the factory floor. At the time I purchased a foot massage, one that you put water in, and it bubbles! – I felt it worked brilliantly, often if they were sore, after a foot treatment, no more soreness. I still have it, and still use it if I get sore feet, I noted it helped with my plantar fasciitis too. So, note, pain caused from those ‘cement’ days, still lasts 20 years later, the rest of my life; now if I stand on my feet, especially in summer, my feet swell up quite a bit so I can no longer fit my shoes. Some people are on their feet all the time, and I truly don’t know how they manage. I have really given that quite some thought, as to why I would have such feet problems from doing that little amount of ‘stand up’ work, and just maybe it is related to what you are meant to be doing in life, and not meant to be doing? Your ‘destined’ path so to speak? I suspect it is true. The management, no infact, ALL the staff at Bonds were bullies. Western Suburbs Bullies. I definatly should not have been there. Mismatch. If by some miracle of God and I make it to 67 and retire, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage. Finally! {I can hear Centrelink cunts who denied my disability pension; yes, no pension for you, you will live healthily for many years, pension only when 67}. Least I don’t fake it, like those bowen or hot rock women. And here is a good spot; multiple child mothers; why are you torturing yourself? No massage for you! Another good reason not to have multiple kids. I originally had an image of a masseuse and woman on massage table – clip art, free clip art, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers). So, I have replaced clipart with my fabric design “The Odd Flower splatter”. It is currently not available anywhere, so this is the only place you will ever see it! 25. It’s a renters life – putrid drinking water This is the vile and putrid water that drips out of my downpipe from the roof , due to gum leaves on the roof and gutter, (my photo shows bucket full of BLACK water - at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD). When you look at the roof there’s hardly any leaves at all, but there (was) a huge big gum right next to the house, and mainly petals and stamens cause the problem, as there are literally millions of them that drop when the tree is in flower, but also leaves and twigs fall down every day. In order for the water to be clear, it would require getting up onto the roof and sweeping the whole roof (which doesn’t have much of a slant, (non-thinkers)) on a daily basis, possibly every other day if it’s not windy. Too much! And unacceptable for anyone who is not 14yrs of age and is full of energy and flexibility. So usually, there’s not a bucket catching the drips, it’s connected to the tank, so any water that drips down from the overnight condensation/ dew, like that, goes straight into my tank/drinking water. Yuk – non thinkers designing water situations. So, my landlord must expect her tenant, even one who is elderly and has arthritis, to get up on the roof daily and sweep! As far as I can see, there are 2 solutions, well 3 actually, the first one being, build a roof that has an extreme slope – that should have been done, anywhere where there are gums, needs that steep slope. But in Australia, builders just do not think of something like that – its really STUPID. The other solution is installing a gutter protection, a proper one, not just cheap wire or plastic roll in gauze – this does not work. A proper one is needed, which is still not that expensive when compared to cleaning the roof on a daily basis. The other is chopping the over-head gum down - I mean the fact that, this simple solution to the problem, causes mass problems for my landlord, is insane, especially considering that there’s dozens of others gums in the yard. Not to mention the 50 or so, that I myself planted. Non-thinking landlords. Non-thinking builders. Non-thinking developers. BTW, I asked my landlord if I could remove that particular tree, she reluctantly agreed eventually that it had to go – but none else. So, I chain sawed it down with the help of her boyfriend, but we only got ¾ down, it was huge. Later I removed the last remaining bit, and she turns up the following week and has a go at me (chastising) for cutting her tree down! I mean did she forget that she had agreed for it to be removed? Or was she just using that tree as means to take her frustrations out on me. What a stupid dog, either way. Oh sure, that's perfectly ok, why don't you use me as your personal punching bag too? Does she think there are no repercussions for anything? Female landlords – just say no – they really all are drunk bimbos. My current house has tankwater too, same “tanin” situation, so I collect my drinking water in saucepans, when there is a big down pour!! Can’t complain. Here is a good spot to mention about gutters on the typical house in Australia, and the typical standard gutter that is sold in gutter shops. What they sell, the standard gutter, is MOST IN-ADEQUATE, especially in Queensland where we have seasonal downpours. For those houses that rely on tank water, when we have a downpour with a standard gutter, over half the water is wasted because the gutter over-fills, and is not wide enough to handle a huge downpour. And I know, behind every hardware shop, behind every manufacturer, behind every manager, there is some useless twit who is responsible for determining the width of all standard gutters for Australians, so this paragraph is especially dedicated to that twit. I can’t begin to tell you the feelings I have when I watch all that water being wasted, after going through a 9-year drought, with little to no water. Typical Australian mediocrity; pull your bloody socks up. I have grown up with tank water all my life, but in 1992 I moved to Sydney, to study and work, and I had to put up with tapwater which, I found, disgusting. To part remedy this, I would get rid of the chlorine by boiling the water {for some reason, I must not have known that if I just let the water sit for two days, the chlorine would evaporate out}. So for years, I would just boil my water. And I do believe, at some point, when I was living in Sydney, there was a big water scandal with Sydney water; all residents had to boil their water as there were bacteria in the water! I'm sure this has nothing to do with me at all! lol! Radio dogs. No privacy. Btw, on the farm (with the nice drinking water), our landlord owned some guns. Most farmers at the time did, mainly for shooting roos and foxes. But their guns were later stolen, I also believe this was radio dog related. 26. Supermarket female rebel frenzy I decided I should write about what happened when I used to go to the supermarket, of course now, I always do online shopping. But one time when I was living in Sydney, at Hornsby, I stopped off on the way home at Roseville Woollies, or was it Chatswood? Somewhere in that area on the highway between work and Hornsby. Shopping this day was absolutely impossible. Talk about 'dogs doing the opposite! I've always been the kind of person that likes peace and quiet, and not to have lots of people around me, it's just my nature, I'm not an 'attention seeking' type of person (I put this down to the fact that I had a lot of love from my parents and family growing up). And also I have a little ability, if someone is in my space, I can push them away, without actually physically pushing (a gentle little coax to the left or right!) So, if I'm in an isle and suddenly I encounter someone in my way, or veering onto my personal space, I can promptly get them out of my way! This does come in handy quite a lot. Anyway, I think maybe some of the girls instore that day had cottoned onto my little 'means and ways', and they decided to go into rebel mode, so instead of getting out of my way, I was suddenly bombarded by, I'm not kidding, there would've been at least 65+ women squashed in the aisle blocking my way! I couldn't move at all, there were just girls and trolleys everywhere. Dozens and dozens. I couldn’t move, it was pointless staying, and actually gave up in the end and left my trolley and squeezed my way out. Thank God for online shopping now! Image from sky News Australia (I didn't think to get a photo of it at the time, ofcourse we didn't have phones with cameras back then. It has come to my attention that there is an element of stupid girl (STUPID WOMAN) reading this, and sees the suburb Roseville, and gets all sorts of bizarre ideas in her head. You know, that whole North side of Sydney, is a very well populated area, it consists of many different types of people from all walks of life. I suggest you take your head out from under the sand and deal with it. There may have been a tall blonde girl involved in this, by the name of Christina. I am not certain, I did not see her, we only met briefly when I was 18, possibly she did not work, and had nothing else better do to than arrange mass dogs in supermarket?? This bit about her was signed to me, so it may be true or may not be true, who knows. But since then, practically every time I have gone shopping, I have had ‘dog’ problems when I go shopping. I had to change my shopping times to 7 in the morning when they opened, to avoid dogs on mass. But even then, I still had monumental problems with dogs. One of their favourite things was to try and dictate what I should purchase, and they try and do it by not communicating. Makes for interesting situation doesn’t it. One time a girl came up to my trolley as I was pushing it down the aisle, and literally took 1 or 2 items out, and ran off. Major control issues. How she could not understand that it is not up to her (a complete stranger) to decide what I purchase in my monthly shop, is beyond comprehension. Stupid little girl. I pay, I decide. Maybe that girl should go and find a docile husband, so she can make all the decisions for him. There are heaps of other antics. Just thank God for online shopping now. Although as I have mention, I did still have items disappear from my cart at checkout, by IT staff, since I write about it, it has mainly stopped. Sometimes they later stole food from my pantry too. There is a girl at Woollies atm, who is deleting products that I frequently buy - keeping them online but putting a label on them stating INSTORE ONLY. And not just 1 or 2, but a whole lot, I could not rely on Woollies alone now, I have to shop at Coles too, as at least they do not do that, although heaps of things I order from them never actually make it to me. My neighbours tell me they steal my items before they get picked, deliberately. They sign it. Idiots. I know this is related to the same dogs who used to harass me at Gunnedah. 27. Mothers showing girls good housekeeping I’ve noticed about women, housewives, they don’t like to take advice from other women when it comes to housekeeping, each woman thinks she knows the best way to do it. I can attest, they don’t! I did realise, I was never shown how to properly change your doona cover, and one day when I was 19 living with a flatmate, she was watching me change my doona cover, and she asked me if I needed it any help! I seemed to be just stuffing it in the best way I saw fit, without any rhyme or reason! It wasn’t till later when I was working as a nanny, when the mother showed me how she does it, and oh my goodness talk about timesaving tactics - there can be no other way to do it! and I next time I was up at mum’s, I wanted to show her how to do it, but she wouldn’t have a bar of it, she says she knows how to do it! It was the same when I worked for a couple of other families, the mothers all think they know the best way to do it! I want to quickly describe to you how to change your doona cover because it is life changing! it will be better demonstrated as a video, but I can’t be bothered to do that, so hopefully you might have the patience to understand it from these words. (I did actually see a video on YouTube how to do it if you can’t work it out from my words: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fzNuhgY_9A ) Get your doona cover, you put your hands in it until you find the very end corners, so you put your hands all the way up into it, you grab the corners in each hand, and then with one manoeuvre, you turn it inside out, (so that you’ve got 2 corners basically looking at you) then you put your hands in again, so your hands are holding the right side of the fabric which happens to be on the inside now, then whilst holding the corner with each hand you pick up a corner of the doona -so it’s best to get your doona before you begin, and make sure it’s facing the right way, so you know which is bottom and which is the top. So, holding onto the corners of the doona through the corners of the doona cover, and then you kind of just flip it, turning the doona cover inside out whilst capturing the doona at the same time, you do it all at once, it’s quite a good trick, then just shake it so it goes on down, lay it down on the bed, poke the other end of the doona corners into the cover corners, shake it in, do the buttons up, and voila! (Doona in photo is my design, embroidered stripes in silk rayon on 1000thread cotton fabric, Queen size $350, contact me for orders) 28. The Lush Green Water Myth in Queensland Wrongfully Perpetuated by Realtors I noticed when I moved to Queensland, that there are a lot of people who are delusional about the climate/weather here. The fact is, it is extremely dry, it hardly ever rains except, for when it floods which is not on a regular yearly basis. Yet people want to buy all these topical lush plants for their garden, (because the local nurseries sell them) but there’s just no water. In my immediate vicinity, there is a dry Sclerophyll Forest, and you know this is just basically one step up from desert - that’s how dry it is, no lush plants anywhere around. In fact, it’s dryer here in Gin Gin , than it is in Gunnedah, New South Wales, where they do dry land farming. The people who perpetuate this myth of lush green and ample water is mostly real estate agents - they shamefully advertise properties showing water on the property, dams full, creeks flowing, when in reality they’re empty always except for when it floods maybe as infrequent as 9yrs. And on top of that, no one really has enough rain tanks, or decent sized tanks attached to their homes, so no one has enough water, and everyone’s bitching about water, plus the jealousy that goes along with the few smart thinkers who have invested in multiple tanks - it creates a bad thieving atmosphere. I think the Queensland government hasn’t really woken up to this psychology and they should. At the very least punish realtors who sell property under false water pretence, aswell as give rebates for LARGE rain tanks. LARGE. Oh, and I noticed home owners who have been tricked by realtors, waterwise, will still continue to perpetuate the ample water myth, for fear their house price will drop. Plus, several of my landlords (plus neighbours in cahoots) decided that they too, will lie to tenants! Telling me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, discovered not only has there not been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been any water at all. 0% What is the world coming to? BRING BACK THE HONESTY I should mention, I wrote this when in year 9, of a 9-year drought. The drought did break, shortly after. And 3 years later, further north too at yet another location, we are still having ok annual rains in QLD. But the little creek behind my unit has stopped flowing. I have another real estate story involving my younger brother; I recall when my brother was looking for a house in Gunnedah to purchase, he came across one, which from the outset looked fantastic; large brick house in a nice street. He wisely paid someone to do a structural inspection before putting in an offer, and it was just as well he did, because it was determined that the house was in exceptionally bad structural state, and would require an additional $100,000 minimum to fix. So, he said no and kept looking. I don't know what possessed him to do the inspection, he was only 24, he certainly wouldn't have enough savvy and experience to choose this option, so someone must've advised him to do it (lucky Tomas is well liked in town, saving him 1000's). Btw, there was certainly no mention from the Real Estate about the damage; they were prepared to sell something with hidden huge additional costs. They are completely dishonest. It is a form of theft. Mind you, it may have been someone at the real estates who inadvertently, was the one who “hinted” get a structural inspection…. But apparently this type of deception goes on all the time. Note, my landlord and realtor have just listed my current units up for sale, and I know it will not sell at listed price, EVEN if the buyer does not know about all the structural problems here. There was certainly no mention on the listing about any type of damage. Slightly more than $100,000 worth too, I estimate $2.6 million worth of renovations are due, which is $900,000 more than the asking price. Such wishful thinking going on in this world, by greedy landlords. Btw, last week, rain started leaking in my bedroom ceiling, from the roof. I let the realtor know about it; if it is fixed straight away, it will probably save the next proposed owner thousands of dollars in roof repairs. So far, not fixed. 29. INTENTION to INSURE me without the physical Punch - This is PHYSICAL ABUSE in a most SINISTER Way SOMETHING HAS TO BE SAID ABOUT THE DELIBERATED INTENTION TO INSURE ME Aside from the more obvious workboot example, there have been other countless examples of people inflicting pain on me without being physically present, like placing thorns and prickles at the base of my step, so I would tread on them, or nurses messing up needles/ healthcare workers giving incorrect medication to cause long term negative side effects. The hardwood keeling at school causing arthritis. Heaps of other examples too that are not so tangible, I can’t explain them, you would not understand. Oh, at one point I seemed to have a whole heap of insects attacking me; this one was a little weird, it was so weird infact, with ability for these insects to come up with diabolic plans to sting me, that I thought there must be sneaky human interference. Who knows? Since I wrote about this pain phenomenon, it has ceased, pretty much. Image from https://safespaceworkplace.com/constitute-physical-abuse/ 30. Secret fantasies these days My fantasies these days involves being able to afford a large enough estate that I could have a live-in on-call masseuse! 😁 (and a properly trained one, in several different techniques J) so, when the movie finishes at night, they can be called upon to give me a smoothing muscle massage before I go to sleep - heaven. I have another that involves having a ‘bed on wheels’ so it could be easily moved. Along with a massive door leading out onto a private courtyard, so that I could somehow, without any effort, roll the bed out (perhaps a bed on traintracks!?) and soak up the sun in the early hours of the morning! Oh my aching muscles and joints….Bed seen at stylepark.com Life Stories P12 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12(this) , 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 Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia P3 Originally, I had another 5 pages showing photos of items stolen, but due to the fact that my website was too big, I’m going to condense all those photos into a collage. So, I found 45 photos of items stolen, and will try to fit them in on 1 page. And note, because it’s actually not normal to have so many items stolen, and one doesn’t normally take a photo of all ones items and possessions. It was a little difficult finding photos of things that have already been taken. So sometimes I went online and found replicas of exactly the same item that was taken, or found similar. But when I realised, I was being victimised and bullied in this manner, I realized after the police could not do anything about it (or would not due to disbelief), one of the ways I could tackle it was making public awareness, by showing photos of items that were stolen, indicating that this is real - it’s really happening. And so, at that point, I went round the house and videoed everything, so sometimes I get items captured on the video, and of course from that point on, everything I received in the mail, like little purchases from Ebay, which I frequently made back then. I always took a photo after unboxing. So now I have a whole big file of all my items and possessions. (Sooo fun to do that, thanks so mush bimbo thieves for wasting my time even further). I believe that answers ‘dingbats’ question from Agnes Water on FB, who back in 2018, was wondering how I obtained photos of items that were already stolen, and who believed that I was completely crazy and nuts and suffering from mental illness, (same as stupid police in Gunnedah and Gin Gin), rather than believe or understand that I was trying to do something about bullies who are stealing from me, and who still do steal from me, although somewhat reduced now due to the fact that I kick up a great big stink about it on social media and call the police names. I DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT ME. (And those disbelievers, ultimately it is YOU who would have a mental health problem, I believe it’s called narcissism). One local here just stole my reading glasses (how many is that now? Oh only about 50!) – some bogan boy from across the road at no 108? – I think the mother goes and gets young boy to steal for her. Click image to go to my Google Photo Album of STOLEN ITEMS I have to do an extra special one next, because this involves items that have been returned, after they were stolen. Mothers who do not teach their child RESPONSIBILITY (suck) One day looking at my stolen items lists (792 items long since 2013), and I noted there were at least a dozen of my stolen items returned later. I found a photo of just one of those items, that bag. That bag , that I knit, (Intarsia), several years ago now, was stolen from me when I was in town with it one time, at Gunnedah. But, 3 months later it was returned to me, (filthy), and it actually had a train parcel ticket attached to it, as if it had come back by train (?). It was left at my dad’s house on the back veranda, I think since I was not there at the time. (Definatly stolen, not left on the veranda – for all you narcs). So, aside from that bag, I believe some of those items were returned to me, by a parent who knows that their child has stolen from me. So, they attempt to make up for it, by giving it back, or even giving me something else to compensate, or giving me money, in the way of my seed sales. But, while, it’s great to get stolen items back, I just want say that this is SHIT, this is a ‘shit’ way of handling a situation on behalf of that parent. It is ‘shit’ at my end too; as I don't know for sure who took it and when they took it, leaving me with considerable stress. And it is ‘shit’ at your child's end; you have to force your child to take RESPONSIBILITY. You have to make your child pay for the stolen item, and you have to make your child apologise in person, with possible explanation, so with thought applied. (you know, BRAIN THOUGHT - I can just imagine some mothers thinking 'oh well, that will be really hard for my child to do, and so I'll do it for them' - twits). So maybe after that ordeal for a child, they might think twice before doing it again to some other poor woman, or me again. So, why is it up to me to spell these things out to stupid bimbo mothers?? Step up government and make them do parenting class. later I discovered this had been stolen: Long and expensive fringe of glass beads, stolen (photo in the collage, top right) This long fringe of glass beads, long and expensive fringe of glass beads, was stolen right off my shelf in my craft room, where I had placed it, back at the house at Rangari. It probably would've been stolen one of those days when I drove over to Bunnings, only to return and find the power had been switched off, all the clocks flashing and items missing. 2016/17 or so. Glassbead fringe was a real treat for me to purchase, I had always wanted to be able to purchase some. Even if my end use back then was still yet undetermined . Maybe I was thinking chair or footstool trim….. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. I've had many craft items taken from my house, I always suspected Emma Finlayson because she was Heath Barwick's friend: whenever Heath Barwick fucked up she would come to his rescue. She was kind of like a big bully who sewed and did crafts. But I don't really know who it was, I can only speculate. It could have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister, infact more likely to be her, as I later suspected she was involved in all the stealing at Bunnings too, - after stalking me on and off for 20 years. She is NUTS. But then I later discovered I had, still have, Australian retail dogs stalking me, I think they are from when I worked at BONDS?; finding products for me to purchase, and in turn stealing products from me, like this fringe - products that they think I will not need, and think they have the right to just take. EXTREME NUTS. When I had moved from Rangari into Peter Longs cottage, I thought I would be staying there for quite some time, so I thought I should do a lovely stained-glass picture on the front door. I had even found a glass door at the tip shop for $5, so as not to change the existing rental one. I had purchased the paints too. Plus, I had drafted a good design in Art Nouveau style. Course, then I had to move; my plan went out the window. I took both the door and paint with me, maybe I thought, on the next place…..little did I know what ugliness was instore for me. When I was at Gin Gin, (move no 5), I realised I would never be able to do my stained-glass door. The door went back to the tip, and I thought I should sell my paints: I was looking at my paints again, because this particular brand was a really good one, and they had different variations of kits and colours, I was trying to find out what kit I had to name it. I noticed that 2 of the paint jars had been swapped over. I just know this would NOT have been a mistake by the manufacturer, this would've been the stupid blonde who steals craft items from my house. She has swapped over 2 of the “good” colours for 2 of the more mundane colours - what a little thieving dog - the epitome of female foolishness. Now, I'm sure I've written about this before?...could not find it, but I want to make a point: this “stealing dog”, she targets me, she steals from me, she doesn't steal from some other person, who, you know, maybe is really rich, or is not even a very nice person! She targets me, she has a specific grudge against me for whatever reason - I have no idea what, as I don't even know who? As far as I know I don't even have any enemies, certainly back then at any rate {I didn't have a blog back then!!} Thieving bullies HATE to be “named and shamed” – especially narcissistic ones. (HA) Anyway, so I kind of had to laugh because this thieving girl stole from me, but as I was selling the paints, it would not affect me, but it would affect the next girl who purchased them, - and I feel like this stalking pervert thief, saw, that some other woman, possibly a mother (!), would purchase them and she would lose on the 2 good colours, so, not me, she had inadvertently “picked on” and “bullied” some other woman. She had “victimized” some other poor innocent woman. Like I really felt at the time, this unknown thief, finally felt guilty. So now in retrospect it must have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister – my then LANDLORD, and possibly her accomplice, her friend, also a stalker, Winifried O’herr. So, I have no idea why Rachel Weinberg sister would have issues with me, why she would follow me around like a dog, and why she would steal from me. I didn't really know her, I only knew her through my friend Rachel, as they lived together when Rachel and I were friends, down at North Sydney, while I was studying- as I've mentioned before on my blog. Maybe she thought I was really rich, and that entitles her to steal from me?? I have no idea what goes through her stupid little bimbo blonde head. 45. All the food that I grew in the Rangari garden near Gunnedah – on bore water – the “Great Artesian Basin” That Steve Carter, Peter Long, Heath Barwick and all the people of Gunnedah and certain medias Stole from me (no convictions) Achillea filipendulina – Yarrow Allium schoenoprasum – Chives Allium tuberosum - Garlic Chive Almond – ‘Self Pollinating’ Alpinia caerulea – Australian Ginger Alternanthera sissoo – Brazilian Spinach Apium graveolens - Pink Celery Apple – ‘Cox’s Orange Pippin’ – Malus domestica Apple – Dwarf ‘Tropic Sweet’ Apple - Dwarf ‘Tropical Anna’ Apple ‘Fuji’ – Malus pumila Miller var. domestica Apple ‘Royal Gala’ Apricot - Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Blenheim’ - Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Moorepark’ – Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Story’ - Prunus armeniaca Arrowroot - Canna indica var. edulis Asparagus officinalis – Asparagus ‘Mary Washington’ Austromyrtus dulcis x tenuifolia - Copper Tops Bean ‘Flageolet Flagrano’ – Phaseolus vulgaris ‘Flagrano’ Bean Cherokee Wax Black Currant - Ribes nigrum Blackberry - Common – cross of many Blue Curled Kale – Brassica oleracea var sabellica Bok Choi, Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Borage – Borago officinalis Boysenberry X of: Ribes idaeus Brassica juncea - Yukina Brassica oleracea var sabellica Brazilian Tree grape - Myrciaria cauliflora Broadbean ‘Long Pod’ Broccoli ‘Di Cicco Early’ - Brassica oleracea var. italica Broccoli Green Sprouting Calabrese Cabbage 'Red Acre' Cabbage 'Sweet Prime’' Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus Capparis spinosa sp inermis – Thornless Caper Bush Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Alma Paprika’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Californian Wonder’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Yellow’ Carissa macrocarpa- Natal Plum Carob - Ceratonia siliqua Carpobrotus edulis - Pigface Carrot ‘St Valery’ – Daucus carrota Carrots ‘ All Seasons’ Carrots ‘ check label’ Carrots ‘Early Nantes’ Casimiroa edulis - White Sapote Cauliflower ‘Snowball’ - Brassica oleracea var. botrytis Cauliflower 'Purple' Centella asiatica - Gotu Kola Chamaecytisus prolifer – False Lucerne Tree Chenopodium album – Fat Hen Cherry – ‘Pretty Gully’ Cherry ‘Lapins’ - Prunus avium Chestnut - Castanea sativa Chia - Salvia hispanica Chilean Guava - Ugni molinae Chilli ‘Habenero’ Chinese Radish 'Red Meat' - Raphanus sativus Common Mallow - Malva neglecta Coriandrum sativum – Coriander (every year) Corn, Sweet, ‘Hawaiian’, Eden seeds - Zea mays convar. saccharata var. rugosa Cornus mas – Cornelian Cherry, Diggers (2009) Cos Lettuce and Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Cow Pea – Vigna unguiculat Creeping Thyme - Thymus serpyllum coccineus Cucumber – Cucumis sativus ‘Lebanese’ Cucumber Green Gem Cymbopogon flexuosus – Lemon Grass Cyphomandra betacea – Tamarillo or Tree Tomato Daikon – Raphinus sativus acanthiformis Dandelion - Taraxacum officinale Dill –Anethum graveolens Dolichos lablab - Purple Hyacinth Bean Dutch Cream Seed Potato - Solanum tuberosum Dwarf Pea ‘ Blue Bantam’ Eggplant ‘Early Long Purple’ -Solanum melongena Elderberry - Sambucus nigra Eletaria cardomum – Cardomom Eugenia aggregata- Cherry Of The Rio Grande Existing red grape Fagopyrum esculentum – Buckwheat Feijoa sellowiana - Pineapple Guava Fennel ‘Florence’ – Foeniculum vulgare dulce Ficus macrophylla - Moreton Bay Fig Fig - Ficus carica - Common Fig French Sorrel - Rumex scutatus Garden Cress - lepidium sativum Garden Thyme - Thymus vulgaris Grape – Vitis vinifera cultivar, ‘Centennial Seedless Large Early White’ Horseradish - Armoracia rusticana Hovenia dulcis - Japanese Raisin Tree Hyacinth Bean - Dolichos lablab Hylocereus undatus - Dragon Fruit Pearl Hyssop – Hyssopus officinalis Ipomoea aquatic - Water Spinach or Kangkong Jerusalem artichoke - Helianthus tuberosus JostaBerry – Ribes x nidigrolaria Juniperus communis - Juniper berry Juniperus taxifolia var lutchuensis – Lutchuensis Juniper Kaffir Lime - Citrus hystrix Khol Rabi - Brassica oleracea Kohlrabi - Brassica oleracea Laurus nobilis – Bay Tree Lemon ‘Meyer’- Citrus limon Lemon Balm – Melissa officinalis Lemon Tree -Citrus limon, cutting from Eureka Lemon Tree ‘ Myer’-Citrus limon Lettuce ‘Cos’ Lettuce ‘Imperial’ Lilly Pilly Lime ‘Tahitian’ - Citrus latifolia Linum marginale - Native Flax Linum usitatissimum - Common flax Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus Macadamia tetraphylla - Macadamia Mango Kensington Pride (known as Bowen) Marion berry - Rubusx“Cabernet of Blackberries” Melissa officinalis – Lemon Balm Melissa officinalis – Lemonbalm Mentha - Common Mint Orange ‘Washington Navel’ Monstera deliciosa – Fruit Salad Plant Mulberry - Morus nigra, Black Murraya koenigi - Curry Tree Mustard, White Nasturtium ‘Tom Thumb Black Velvet’ – Tropaelum minus, seed eBay, (2014) Nectarine ‘Emillie’ - Prunus persica Nectarine ‘May Grand’ Nepeta mussinii – Cat Mint Nettle - Urtica dioica Ocimum basilicum - Thai Basil Ocimum basilicum minimum – Basil ‘Minette’ Onion ‘Cream Gold’ Allium cepa Onion ‘Red Stem Welsh’ – Allium fistulosum Onion Lockyer Gold Onion Pukekohe, long keeper (allium cepa) Onion Russian Onion Strigunovsky Onion Stuttgart Long Keeper Orange Tree ‘Lanes Late’ Orange Tree ‘Leng Navel’ Orange Tree ‘Seedless Valencia’ Orange Tree ‘Washington Navel’ Pak Choi green Passiflora exoniensis - Exoniensis Passionflower Passiflora mollissima - Banana Passionfruit Passionfruit ‘Nellie Kelly’ Passiflora edulis Pea - Greenfeast Peach ‘Anzac’ - Prunus persica Peach ‘Suncrest’,Semi Dwarf -Prunus persica Peacharine - (nectarine x peach) Peanut ‘Virginia’ – Arachis hypogaea Pear ‘Williams Bon Chretien’ – Pyrus communis Pear Tree ‘Sensation’ Petroselinum crispum – Parsley, Curled seed, GP (2009) Phytolacca americana - American pokeweed Pigeon Pea – Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus Pinus pinea - Stone Pine Plum ‘KingBilly’ – Prunus domestica Plum ‘Angelina’ - Prunus domestica Plum ‘Mariposa’ - Prunus domestica Plum ‘Satsuma’ - Prunus domestica Plum cot – (plum x apricot) Polygonum odoratum – Vietnamese Mint Potatoes – ‘Dutch Cream’ Potatoes – ‘Nicola’ Potatoes – ‘Spunta’ Potatoes - crisp Psidium cattleianum - Strawberry Guava Psidium guajava – Cream Guava Punica granatum – Pomegranate Purple Podded Bean - Dolichos lablab Purslane - Portulaca Quinoa - Chenopodium quinoa Radicchio 'Palla Rossa' Raspberry - cross of many species in the Rubus genus mainly in the subgenus Idaeobatus Raspberry "Heritage" Raspberry “Tulllameen” Red Aztec Spinach - Chenopodium berlandieri ssp. nuttaliae, Red Currant - Ribes rubrum Red Onion – ‘Early Californian Red’ Red Shallots (10 Bulbs) - Allium cepa Rhodomyrtus tomentose - Ceylon Hill Gooseberry Ribes x nidigrolaria – Jostaberry Rose Apple – Eugenia jambos, (formally Syzygium) Rosmarinus officinalis – Rosemary Rosmarinus officinalis 'Prostratus' Rubus idaeus – Raspberry ‘Tulameen’ Rue – Ruta graveolens Rumex crispus - Yellow Dock. Similar acting to Dandelion Saffron Crocus Salvia officinalis – Sage Santalum acuminatum – quangdong Santalum spicatum Shallot ‘PicadorF1’ Sichuan Pepper - Zanthoxylum piperitum Snake Vine - Vigna unguiculata Snow Pea ‘Yakumo’ - Pisum sativum Soy Bean Ebay Spaghetti Squash Spinach ‘Monnopa’ – Spinacia oleracea Spondias cytherea or Spondias dulcis – Ambarella Sprouts – not sure what, possibly fenugreek Squash ‘White Scallop’ - Cucurbita pepo Strawberries – Fragaria x Ananassa Sweet Corn ‘Hawaiian’ Sweet Marjoram – Origanum majorana hortensis Tansy – Tanacetum vulgare Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Thornless Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus (R. idaeus 'Red Antwerp' blackberry x R.ursinus - Raspberry) Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum – ‘Brandywine’ Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum -‘Roma’ Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa sp, GEblack plastic pot, keeps moving around dead Turmeric / Tumeric - Curcuma domestica Unknown tuber – prob ginger edible? Vaccinium corymbosum – Highbush Blueberry ‘Blue Rose’ Vanilla - Vanilla planifolia Vigna radiate - Mung Bean Viola labradorica Watercress – Nasturtium aquaticum Watermelon ‘Cream of Saskatchewan’ – Citrullus lanatus Watermelon ‘Moon and Stars’ - Citrullus vulgaris White Currant- Ribes glandulosum Witloof Yacon - Smallanthus sonchifolius Yarrow Achillea Yukina - Savoy Cabbage- Brassica juncea Zucchini ‘Black’ - Cucurbita pepo Zucchini ‘GreenSkin’ - Cucurbita pepo Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia p3 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

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 Page 3 aquarium plant stolen the day I received harassment for money, from employment provider in Gin Gin, massive Road works, street beau Cooktown letter to their council.jpg I love my sweet treats!.jpg SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb 2022 THEY CANNOT BE CONTACTED.j another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing.jpg 2 Hakea seedlings stolen Gin Gin QLD november by neighbours at no 9 village lane kookaburr danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet .jpg Canefarmers polluting my air.jpg more reading glasses stolen jan 2021 from inside house while I sleep YUKKKKK.jpg Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer.jpg Telstra charged me for phoning 13 number to Optus.jpg Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff.JPG food stealing out of locked car - blonde bimbos do it.jpg optus, why do they bother.JPG pkt of futon screw bolts STOLEN from my tool cupboard 2020 - 2021.jpg light bulb people overcharging in the name of eco.JPG is this a LOOKALIKE car.jpg irrigation poly stolen by measn of sabotage.jpg date collection via printers.jpg apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad.jpg 2 women lurking around my house this morning, pretending to weed.jpg car people stealing at mechanics.jpg Car cam stolen, later returned, then later my TF card for car cam stolen.JPG harrasment from airport biosecurity - they stealing from me.jpg Page 3 NEXT 1 2 3(this) 4 5

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 from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia P2 1. Garden Grow Bags, 100L, 40cm high x 39cm wide. with handles STOLEN 2 of 3 Garden Grow potato bags has been stolen. I purchased 3 of these way back in 2012 or so from GE. One was stolen when I was living at Tulcumbah, near Keepit dam, Gunnedah. Another was taken from Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (I think, it could have disappeared at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD, there are heaps of farmer thieves in that area, just as bad as Gunnedah). GET YOUR OWN GODDAM POTATO BAGS you non-thinking morons. 2. I briefly visited Melbourne 2006, while I was there, these items were STOLEN Copper Kettle: Most likely stolen by the removalists who packed everything aswell as moved everything. Or it could have been flatmate Mat who had a slut girlfriend, who I think was that stalking blonde bimbo from petersham. Or it could have been my sister Penny who unboxed it at Henry st before I took box out to farm? Or some stupid dog who heard me talking about my copper kettle just before I went to get it, and took it a few hrs before I unpacked it - most likely in my opinion -fuck off you stupid thieving pervert unwanted goddam blonde bimbo DOGS. I miss my kettle. I missed it. I often cooked over flames, and needed it numerous times. BTW, I do not recommend those removalists who also pack everything, they neglected to pack anything in my shed - so all my tools were left behind, 2 kitchen cupboards under the sink were neglected, plus they put strong adhesive labels on absolutely all my stuff, impossible to remove - I could see their labels for the next 15 years on all my stuff. 2 Litres of Fine Grade Sewing Machine Oil STOLEN, I suspect by a Melbourne industrial sewing machine mechanic that came out to my house to service my overlocker - he did a shady job, and later the needle bar fell out while I was using it, and he had to come back to fasten it properly. So, he probably had a grudge. Unfortunatly, I did not write his name down, otherwise I would name and shame him - it is the only thing that works to stop bully thieves. The Cotton gardening hat was stolen while I visited an open Garden in Melbourne {which was huge at the time, 1000’s of people toured around every weekend at all the gardens – more popular than the footy!}. So I was in the huge garden, and I got up from a shady bench that I was briefly resting on, and I left my hat behind, literally about 20seconds later, I remembered I forgot it, and doubled back to get it, and in that time, it was taken. People are so fucked. A whole new 2L of PVA glue was also stolen from my linen cupboard in Melbourne, I suspect pervert female blonde bimbos. There were heaps of them at my RMIT course that I was doing – all of them were thieves, the whole class (I was the only honest person there). Female thieving young girl bimbos. There’re a disgrace. 3. Old Fashioned Long Handled Weeding Tool, with painted white handle, Stolen While I was living on a farm called “Tulcumbah” on the Orange Grove Rd, near Gunnedah; Knapmans brick house 2007. {btw, that 3bdrm brick house would have driven that stupid short blonde girl hung up on class, NUTS! HAHAHAH HAHHAH HA!! lol} This tool was part of a 3-piece set, belonging to my late Grandmother, including a rake, and a cultivator with 3 prongs. Today, I still have both, all with white painted handles. They are very old and high-quality garden tools. The kind they do not make anymore. I will ‘will’ the person who stole this weeding tool, to get cancer and die. Those tools also would irritate that stupid blonde, it was probably her. Although I do recall seeing that stupid woman, I think from BONDS, in western Sydney there? I wrote a story about it later, re, she stole 2 dozen trees I had planted on the Orange Grove rd. Total female bimbo Phsycho. She later stole my Petunia seedling from up rental unit here at Sarina, 30 yrs later, she was working for Bunnings. She belongs in jail. If it were up to me I would have her shot. In the ear. WAKEY WAKEY 4. Lilly's, Saffron and Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa BULBS STOLEN off veranda at Rangari The reason I suspect Marisa was because I saw her (or someone that looks like her but I’m pretty sure it actually was Marisa), who is now living in the UK, she was on one of those UK gardening shows, and they were doing this weird thing, and they were explaining how to lift plants, as in to transplant, it was like they were talking to my stupid and easily manipulated neighbours, and showing them how to dig up my plant and “lift” it - and thus they stole my saffron. That particular girl was at my fashion class, she really didn’t like me, she was rude. I’m not entirely sure why, what her problem was, she was just a bitchy little girl with red hair. So, I suspect she saw my garden, and was jealous, and stole my saffron. Typical little girl behaviour, but mainly, the underlying reason that they steal, is because they think they’re superior than me, and deserve it more than me. Talk about mental health problems; most girls are messed up in the head. And you know what, ever since my Saffron was stolen, whenever I’m shopping and I see saffron on the shelf, ($1000/kg) or I read a recipe that has saffron in it, I’m always reminded of the stupid little bitch thieves from TV world, that stole my saffron plant. And I get angry and pissed off every time. I purchased that saffron for me, it was a long term investment. I paid for it. I didn’t purchase it for some stupid little bimbo. You know now, due to all the stupid bimbo copycats, I can’t watch any gardening show from any country, because the TV presenters get their mignon friends, to “lift” plants from my garden. Especially anything rare or expensive (or extra pretty). They are disgraceful and have no morals or empathy for anyone but themselves. Who do you think helped me find rare and expensive plants in the first place? Who? Btw, that red head’ one day in class time, we were out at a clothing factory that had the new gerbre computer for textiles, we were all ushered to a room that had the new grading system set up, and I noted in the room next door was also the new CAD, computer aided Design. So, I quietly ventured next door, and started figuring it out and using it, playing around on it. And that red head girl kept bitching about me to the teacher, “she’s in the other room, she’s in the other room and not here doing this”. And the teacher was like - Oh my god you stupid dog (under her breath ) “she’s doing it, just leave her alone”. You know this totally summarises pretty much all women, in my opinion, they’re just non-thinking little jealous bitches. I bet she is a bloody third born. I can’t reiterate enough, and how many times do I have to say it: stop having more than two kids you stupid bimbo mothers, you cannot raise fully functional “multiple kids”. FYI worldwide, there are 14million refugees – that’s 14million UNWANTED KIDS WAKE UP and stop bloody breeding. Why am I the only person with this ultra important message. 5. CCTV camera Vandalised and Destroyed by neighbours trying to EMPOWER their kids This camera was set up on my mailbox at Rangari, on the farm, because the neighbours kids, we’re vandalising my mailbox and possibly stealing my mail. I know it was the neighbours kids because get this; my neighbour Steve Carter, must not have wanted his boys ending up like the complete anal pussy type of person, (such as that you might find working at the Gunnedah Post Office), so he used me to ‘empower’ his kids, by bringing his kids around to my place on their quad bikes (they’re really a wealthy family), and he encouraged them to vandalise my mailbox. I saw them do it from the pine forest, I had walked down to see what the commotion was. (Mail box was about 1/2 km from the house). That’s when I put up the camera, and then a week later this is what I find. What an arsehole. I believe other parents do it as well, using me in this sick manner. Rack off you stupid “using” cunt parents. Empower your own little spoilt brat kids. I believe my last landlord did it too (copycat) she encouraged her 12yr old son to poison my water-bottle with pee. Parents with serious mental health problems. And I think some stupid farming woman did it just last week too; brought her kids around to vandalize my trees out front, and stole the frangipani, plus they pulled several tufts out of my huge pink shaggy rug, that was drying out front near the trees – the only patch of sun here. I got a photo of them with car dashcam, it’s on you tube now. Stupid farming woman copying Steve Carter. I bet all those thefts at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, Agnes Water, like my chocolate and roo mince out of the fridge, were done by stupid farming women egging their kids on too. I would say over half the items stolen from me to date, have been done in this manner, by stupid copycat parents/uncles “egging” their kids to do something bad. Thinking that they are having fun with their kids. Absolute arsholes. Mmmm, it seems I need to do a photo story called “ Ways to Empower your Child without stealing from Emily Bieman” (fuck people are stupid – work it out yourselves). Man – this is a whole big thing, and it starts from the get go, day one of birth. It is a whole “way” of raising, and also being around other people, all other people. It is this thing called respect. And you cannot suddenly teach your child empowerment in one situation. Savvy parents know already how do to it. Only stupid parents would encourage their kids to break the law as a way to feel empowered. STUPID. It reminds me of 2 of my 2 siblings, one raises his kids a certain way, the other, his wife mainly, raises in a different way. And it is SO OBVIUOS which way is better. The child that is constantly watched and monitored, and told what to do and when to do it by his mother, mainly, (USED; ride your child!), is the child who is UNEMPOWERED, and thus also is rude, disrespectful, and ‘naughty’. The other child who does not have “over control-freak” parents, is fully EMPOWERED, and is a child that behaves and can take the initiative. SO OBVIOUOS which way is best, when it comes to child rearing. If your child misbehaves – parent – it is totally YOUR FAULT. Also, I did a story when I was living at Gin Gin about empowering your kids so that they can later, know how to compete in the workplace. I mentioned dancing and spearfishing, and anyway, that is another story that has been stolen! I had so many that I wrote at Gin Gin that have been stolen. I can only assume that there's a whole heap of thieving writer bimbo women who live at Gin Gin. I did actually want to go back and edit it, and remove the spearfishing bit, because, word is, all the fishes are now living in even more fear, not only do they have big fish to watch out for, but they have all of these little kids swimming around with spears! Poor fishies! 6. My Seed Measuring Spoons Stolen ½ tsp measure STOLEN was stolen from inside my house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW in 2016 I use this teaspoon on a daily basis as I sell seeds and I use it to measure out the seeds, so I hope that person gets cancer and dies. Furthermore, I believe the person who stole, it was a television cooking related personality, and they had ordered seeds previously from me, {I had advertised “a heaped spoon” for some of my seed sales}. And I believe this person was ‘gruffted’ because they didn’t feel like their seed qty was ‘heaped’ enough, being a cook. And so they stole my spoon out of stupid childish spite. And this is unbelievable greed, because most people when they send you seeds, they send often less than 50 seeds (other seed sellers are very scabby), yet in my heaped ‘spoon’ sales, there would be literally thousands, if not millions of seeds in each pkt. Yet this person was still ‘gruffted’ enough to steal my spoon. Stupid little idiot. Btw, as I have (had) a whole set of measurement spoons in this black finish, today when I went to find the tablespoon, I noted it was gone too. 7. Alpaca fibres STOLEN, many, a lot, small portions like this This much (80g) of hand dyed dirty green alpaca fibre was STOLEN out of my cupboard, some time within the last 3 years I have had countless amounts of small amounts of fibre stolen out of my fibre cupboard, whilst I lived at Rangari. Not to mention knitting needles. I believe there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah, as well as a lot of old NEGS girls who sit around and knit. But, I suspect my landlord has been stealing my fibres, via her husband or her daughters, I’m not entirely sure? She sees me knitting, and wants to knit the same - in typical female jealous form. Hey, you silly bimbo, these are my fibres, get your own dam fibres and dye your own dam fibres; get out of my life. Since I relocated to a house where the landlord does not knit, I have had no more fibre stolen. 8. Evil Sneaky Female Camera Sabotage Thieves This really happened to my camera, it is not a figment of my imagination; My little Kodak camera , purchased in 2005, served me well. It was a good purchase, (albeit $1000! from HN), but it is a ‘superior’ point and shoot easy camera. You are paying for simplicity in use, and superiority in function. This very fact, if you have been reading my blog, and now have an understanding of the jealous bimbos who stalk and obsess over me, you will know, that this camera, would really piss them off. As they think I am “undeserved” of anything good / superior. It is a thing for them, their issue. Their bimbo issue. So those evil bitches, came up with a plan to sabotage – they could not steal it, its value would raise alarms. So, one night it was ‘borrowed’. And when I went to use it subsequently, I discovered there was a speck of something inside the lens. That certainly was not there before; now permanently marking every photo. It was either tampered with, or swapped camera for camera, good with bad (actually I think the latter is more likely; this is what they do, they have done it on several items (my fabric scissors, my cocoa, spray bottles, crockery, bread flour….), and they think I will not notice – stupid bitches. I tried to fix it, but was unable to put it all back together again, and eventually I just had to chuck it out of frustration. Thieves Thieves Thieves. Now I have no good camera, the $1000 Sony one I purchased to replace it, was CRAP, I since sold it for $300 at Cash Converters, the only place where I could sell it, since I have been ban everywhere else, and they ‘stole’ from me with that price. And the one I purchased to replace that, was the Panasonic Zoom, also, inferior – no idea how to do good camera. BTW I heard a thieving dog at the time this was going down, it was at Peter Longs. Camera was Kodak EasyShare DX7590 9. Plant Ownership, amongst other dodgy things out of Control In Australia Hort Ind Example; NON hybrids, Isopogon divergens is Isopogon divergens, it is not Isopogon “Stuckey's” like Belinda Trigg from Trig Nursery sold it as. The horticulture industry is wrought with tricksters and persecutory tormenters with big arrogant egos or kids who want to ‘name’ plants. Not naming any names, Belinda Trigg, (oh whoops I already did), since she banned me from her online shop, for no apparent reason; {She banned me from her shop because I called her out on Facebook, social media about her pretending to be Philip Stuckey from Pretty Woman}. (I told you I have women who try to inflict pain on me – they coward cunts – trying to empower themselves, and trying to use me for this purpose.) Even worse that that foolish cunt, is other women who seem to try to protect those bully women, and give her favour for business. Reward the bullies, that’s what they do in Australia. Beastly bully pain inflictors, who don’t think anyone is looking, well guess again, we have social media now, where everybody sees everything, so don’t mess with me unless you are happy with EVERYONE seeing what you do you little coward bullies. well, just don’t mess with me STOOPID. What were you thinking you stupid woman. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMISIOONS YOU SENSELESS LITTLE CUNT And while I am at it - there a lot of dodgy women in the horticulture industry trying to sell plants to suckers. I have been victim at least 3 times, with labels stating that it is certain colour, when it’s actually not. Or has a fragrance when it does not. And, this is also what they do; In some poor country, in Asia somewhere, maybe Africa?; they thought of a plan to make money for the local community, and that was by collecting a native plant that grows there, and tell all the wealthy Europeans, and or “stupid Australians” that it was super healthy food (Goji berry). This is a total lie, Goji berry is super sweet, not super healthy. And of course, it is a weed in its native area. But today it is a huge money maker in the health food industry, all based on a lie. These are the greedy thieving dishonest antics that people get up to for money, and I personally believe a lot of people do not understand the concept of win/win, they just want win/lose, they don’t care if the consumer loses. And do not realize this is a bad business attitude which will end in FAIL. And, so, not only are there those types of people who know perfectly well what they’re doing in the “scam money making market”, but, on the other hand, there’s a lot of people, re sellers, that have no idea what they’re doing, and they’re selling these deceptions too, like plants to people in certain areas where the plant has got buckley‘s chance of growing; labels aren’t labelled correctly with a proper growing conditions. Such as “will die if waterlogged” or “will not stand humidity” or “will not stand prolonged inland droughts”. Stuff like that is important and always missing. Sometimes I suspect they do it deliberately, so people buy the plant, the plant dies, and then they’ve gotta buy another one. It pays to read up about plants before buying. Since it’s really easy to do with Google, it’s like fun homework! 10. Knitting Needles, Stolen, Returned, Some still Stolen, plus others not shown here Stolen, plus Fibres Stolen, and more Stolen These knitpro needle cables , were stolen, but after I posted this - all but 1 were returned! Seriuolsy, there is some blonde woman out there, who is making it her mission to retirieve all my needles. I am certain of it, plus, if they can’t be found, she is even going so far, as to purchase new ones, and slip them in their envelope. So this one is the only one missing now - of the expensive Knitpro brand ones, but I have had HEAPS of others stolen, mainly when I lived at Rangari, as there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah - thieving old ladies who do not know about ebay, and can get their own new metal modern needles for a few dollars, STUPID OLD LADIES; blonde bimbo types, but now old and grown. So below photo shows all the metal needles missing today. Below that, shows some of my Bamboo ones missing. And below that is a photo of all my knitting equipment - I am a serious knitter! It is infuriating siting down on a new knit project reaching for my needle box, only to discover the ones I want are NOT THERE. INFURIATING. This happened multiple times. MULTIPLE, some sort of dog game. As I am thinking about my new project and what size needle I will use, someone sneaks in and takes the size I settled on. So, not ALL that has been stolen, is shown here. I have not even gone through my Bamboo sets, to see what’s missing (I prefer knitting with metal!). And heaps of different fibres were stolen over the 10 years I lived at Rangari. I hope the Bimbo women who stole them get cancer and die, then burns in hell. You stupid untrustworthy, dishonest, thieving women. Womens biggest weakness – they are DISHONEST. Course, it could have been Heath Barwick the halfwit drug dealing neighbour who stole them. 11. Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines This photo was stolen, not only off my website, but from all my backup devices! Plus, my reviews were removed from 3 different online websites. I think it is worth making another photostory about it. It describes my experience with Gunnedah Public library, and how I was cast out by stupid bitch dog. (Stolen because those goddam bullies at Gunnedah Council do not want anyone to know what they get up too – their true nature). Their main issue, they do not want any ‘well read’ smart people, they want girls to be just as stupid as them, they want everyone to be the same as them. Plus, they devised a way to steal cash from people: This one particular librarian, blond brown hair (If I could name names, I would) refused to give me an extension on my library loan, as I lived out of town – no reason why she could not, she just did not out of bitch spite. And NO, I was not disrespectful in any way when I asked for it (you stupid bimbos who blame me for somebody else’s bitch behaviour; I have had it up to here with you, it is not my fault you or any other woman are stupid. Got it.) And then when I went there, she organized along with bitches from Gunnedah Council - a parking ticket for $79 whilst parked outside the Gunnedah library for 2hrs and 2 minutes (Gunnedah is a small country town, with certainly no need for parking signs at all let alone parking inspectors, I was later told by the Tafe Librarian (one with common sense) that I was the only person in Gunnedah to receive a parking ticket ever. Bloody bitchy dogs. I don’t even know that bitch libarian?) So that librarian plus other council staff were in cahoots. She was one of those non-thinking phone twits who would talk to me like she was talking to me on a phone, like, shove the phone into my view whenever I came to the counter to check out books. Weirdo. Fuck off. Due to that stupid librarian and her stupid council co-horts, they did not get those amazing books back that needed the extension, as I really could not make it in to town, and I sure as hell was not going to pay that stupid thieving bitch her requested $15 late fine – the whole point of her refusal – was so she could steal $15. (The books were given to charity) They might not want to be so stupid in the future. But I will no longer go to the library ever again, and stick to Google. Which is a shame, as I have spent many hours in a library over the years, as I have mentioned I was library prefect in primary school!! And practically read every book in that school library! Least this happened after I had my “socks blown off” by the books about native plants. I was told that librarian was fired because of this incident, but I would be surprised if this was the case; most instance with revolting bullies like her, (and there are many) - they get away with it all the time, there is no “mother” to take her stupid child and reprimand, there is no ”teacher” to give the bully detention. It’s like if I want that girl to understand how wrong she is, I would personally have to go and seek her out – follow her, and attack her in some way, physically punish her, so she is shocked into understanding). And as if I am going to do that! STUPID LITTLE GIRL WHO STILL NEEDS HER MOTHER. This is just one of the antics that those Gunnedah council girls, – little girls, get up to in order to screw people about. They are literally thieves who devise plans of how to steal from customers, especially ones they do not know very well. 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 is just not an option and certainly not a part of my nature. I feel some people say (and do say) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” But this is actually just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be respectful 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. I also want to add, 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 stupid, 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 mostly 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. Aside from the photo above, stolen, I’ve written about this ‘little girl’ issue before, and it was stolen too, telling me that I am definitely hitting the nail on the head with this one. Although I have mentioned it’s also 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”. I definitely do not have a poker face, in fact, quite the opposite. I use my face extensively and probably way more than a typical person. When it comes to expressing myself, I use my face; a lot of nose scrunching, and or, a lot of smiling. I do it deliberately so I don’t have to speak (!), a subconscious learnt ability. I would be truly hopeless at playing poker. I have a natural desire to be honest, unlike most other women. 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 little ‘made up’ face (I never wear makeup), 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. So stupid. 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. Oh, and someone else told me this library situation was sexual discrimination, as many people, for some reason, think I am gay. So, it was ‘gay bashing’ – female style. Again, see their stupidity. Not gay. Apparently, any type of harassment is sexual harassment, I assume that means anyone who gives me a hard time or steals from me, is sexually frustrated! {and the majority of people who do, are women – OMG, go and take care of yourselves you stupid repressed twits. Such irony here.} And, while I am reminded of this library, one time, I was there, the dogs who ‘go get people from my paste’, and ‘insert’ them, across my current path, were there, they got some aboriginal girl from Tafe, who must have done something nasty and bitchy (don’t ask me what – I pay no attention to most people, oh, I think she was just rude. Yeah, pay no attention if they are rude. So, then they got another aboriginal girl who I did not know, to cross my path and make up some joke (not at my expense) – they do this to make up for what the stupid bitch did – they do this over and over and over again, over many many years. Same arrogant dogs arranging it. But I have heard some VERY CLEVER jokes in my time! I also had problems in 2023 with Sarina council poisoning my trees, and stalking by ‘inserting across my path’, with same female lollypop road worker. I remember back when I was 18 or something, also and in fact, I was in the library, different librarian?, and it must've been some situation along the lines of what I've been talking about above, I mean, I don't even remember it well, but it just didn't make sense of why this person was nasty. And, there was somebody else standing in the library, and she turned to me, she could see I didn't understand what was going on in the situation, and she said "oh it's Council related, the Council only employ really stupid people..." and she went on for about 10 minutes of telling me the process of how they employ council workers, and they type of person who works at council!! She must've been someone old and wise, like I am now, trying to explain to a young person, who has no idea about how the world works at all! I remember it now. So funny! They also edited this with 20 spelling mistakes. 12. This is how I Have to Lock the Door now, Thieves Stealing My Keys At this house in Rangari, thieves often (4 times) stole my keys. I kept having to change the locks, at considerable expense. At one point this is what I had to do, because I couldn’t afford to go into town every time they were stolen. The amount of money I have had to spend on new locks/ padlocks/ keys/ key copies/ security cameras – it would be well into the thousands now, and continues to be just such a waste of money, at least $60 a quarter to run CCTV. Curse them, I hope those thieves GET CANCER AND DIE. Btw, I would NOT want to be in their shoes, they will have major karmic dept now HA HA. I suspect it was my landlord David Heywood who took them at least twice. Bad enough if you misplace them, but when they are actually stolen, and you have been looking all that time….. so pissed off. {btw, I have a tracker in my keys now, car and unit - HA again) 13. Thief Access Via Cat Flaps That was my front door with the catflap at Rangari, (homemade cat flap worked well, but I had to cut a hole in it for 1 of my cats who was blind, he couldn’t see it otherwise, but he could sense the light through the hole) Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo showing the door closed from the inside, because right next to the door was my purple bowl of cat food. I would always leave a bowl of bikys for my cats to help themselves whenever they want. Just in case they were hungry out of meal times! One morning after I just left a new bowl of bikys there the night before, I looked at the bowl and it was completely empty (usually takes about 2 weeks for them to go through a bowl of bikys {no mould or moisture problems in Gunnedah!}) And some desperado little girl thief, had literally put her hand through that cat flap and reached for the bowl, then emptied the contents of the bowl, and then put the bowl back. Can you believe that? You better. I suspect it was Emma Finylason and Heath Barwick because at that particular time suddenly a cat appeared at their address, {I went round there to confront them about another stolen item and drunk behaviour, and Emma kicked her cat, severely, out of frustrations, as I was telling her off} SUMS IT UP DOESN’T IT.} Plus they’re the only neighbours I had within a 5km radius, plus Heath Barwick is a drunken thieving retard idiot, which I have previously described in great detail on this blog. Those people have no idea of karmic debt, do they? Idiots. Stupid. {Or possibly Emma was there to try and save Heath from copying a ‘verbal’ beating from me. So, she gets it instead. Go ahead, try and save Heath Barwick! Lol lol. He has serious UNWANTED CHILDHOOD issues. I need to mention again, I do not really know Heath Barwick, I had meant him once or twice briefly when I was 18. We are not friends. Nor do I know Emma well, we never spoke at school, she was in a younger year. I should mention here, wherever I go I have dogs who follow me (I believe they are NEGS related; Cathy Goldman and older girls ahead of my year, Wainberg girl, related) and often when I go into certain shops, (on my list), the dogs are there waiting listening in to my conversation with the shop girl, in order to “monitor” me, to make sure I do not say anything “wrong”. There are really threatened by me. So, the dogs now think, it is because of them, that I am a respectful well-spoken lady {can you believe that? - it’s true, this is what those stupid women do, and they often steal in the situation too}. So, I am guessing Emma and that stupid blonde thought she would be safe from a verbal lashing. Fuck off you stupid dogs; that school is the WORST SCHOOL in the world. Oh, I want to point out, I had just switched to a new expensive brand of bikys, and these ones were extra special, not only were they extra small for two of my cats who were quite small, but the cats loved them, thought these ones very tasty. (No ash or cardboard). So those biscuits were definitely stolen by a jealous dog. She was jealous of these cat biscuits. In that same manner of the stupid short blonde who thinks I am not deserved of anything good, but she thinks she IS deserved, and so just takes from me. Maybe Emma was ‘egged’ on by this stupid blonde? I am so outrageously irritated, by stupid stupid jealous little twits. PISS OFF, get your own life. You know, actually I have observed, most people when they encounter me, they kind of hang around wanting something, and if I don’t give them anything, then they just take something. They have this strange juvenile mentality where I should have to give them something just because they are perving on me, like a child that hangs around a mother who is cooking, wanting a little sample morsel. The stupid nature of people is just ridiculous. Fuck off you stupid little bimbo dogs. I don’t fucking owe you anything. 14. The Reject Shop Thieves In Gunnedah when I used to shop at the Reject Shop (one of those $2 import shops) I had many items stolen out of my bag. Stolen when I shopped instore, as well as from my car while I was instore, as well as from out of my bag or car, after I had left the store, during the course of the day at some point. Thieving stalkers. It was so bad, that I invested in a car camera, and instead of running the carcam while I was travelling, I would have to turn the camera on when I was parked in the car park, and one time just after I installed my carcam, there was a huge commotion when I was instore at the Reject Shop, and I literally saw these dogs talking on phones to the person trying to break into my car. (The dogs get men to do their dirty work, and the dogs act as ‘look outs’, watching where I am at.) I overheard them talking about my carcam. So, the 2 yobo men must’ve seen the camera and so have not broken in to my car (I saw the 2 men as I left the store, 2 young looking boys in their 20’s with freckles and brown hair). So, ha ha ha ha ha - they couldn’t steal from my car once I installed the camera. The most common item I had stolen from these little two-dollar shops (there were 2 guilty stores in Gunnedah, The Reject Shop near Coles and Crazy Sam’s in the old Co-op), were reading glasses. They would usually steal them even before I got home and unpacked my bag. Sometimes they used to do it in a sneaky manner, the same tactics as what a magician uses to distract their audience. I especially found if there was a movie or a television show that had just started which was about magic or had a magician, or magicians in it, then the pickpocketing and theft would increase 50-fold. Also, the Reject shop in Gunnedah got such a bad reputation it had to close. I can assure you anyone who is a magician is a thief; the thieving personality is the type attracted to being a magician. And anybody wanting to see a magic show live or on television are complete morons. So not only did I have to have a camera on in my car when I left it, but I also had to have a camera around my neck when I went instore, and after I did these two things, finally the thieving almost ceased. Except now they figured out how they can do it in a legal manner, and that’s by scanning; girls (staff) go around scanning products that are on my list, and making them a higher price than the stated tag on the shelf, or often they remove the tag. So, once I moved to Sarina where there is a Reject Shop, I thought, well I’m in a whole new area, 1500 km away from the Gunnedah Reject Shop, why don’t I try to go here see what happens; but sure, enough I was overcharged by 75c the first time at checkout, as well as was ripped off with some faulty waxing products, (but I was able to return those and get my money back). The little short blonde girl was there, and who apologised (of course I do not accept her apology, I hope that girl gets cancer and dies) but I had to go back to get tissues (none at the supermarket) and the girl attempted to overcharge me again by 5c (for some reason I paid cash both times). The game of overcharging. In fact, I’ve noticed, every shop I’ve been into, at Sarina all the shop girls have attempted to overcharge me. Mitre 10 overcharged me; the service station tried to overcharge me (Sarina Beach Road fuels). The mechanic stole from me ($72). So still thank goodness for online shopping (who by the way are also, not innocent of stealing from customers, but at least everything online is recorded and bank transactions are the same as the recorded receipts) {once at a Tamworth watch jewellers, she quoted the price instore verbally, infront of people, but then went ahead and charged my credit card more than her quote – female shop girls - such fucking thieves}. At the moment I want to purchase some ribbon, and the price is RIDICULOUS, so expensive, I am certain they have my ip address and have tracked me, plus messed with google search results, so I have only one choice as to where to buy Ribbon from? 15. Sluen; Stolen and Discarded One day I was sitting on the Veranda at Rangari cottage, sipping in my morning coffee, when I heard ‘plop’, I saw from the corner of my eye, one of the Eucalyptus in my little rockery out front (Eucalyptus pyriformis ) had just dropped a big flower pod bottom, and the flower had burst out. Eucalyptus pyriformis has one of the biggest flowers, so the pod that fell was quite large. I saw it lying on the ground, and thought I would collect those, there’s bound to be something I can do with them. So, I went back out a little later to collect it, but it wasn’t there, gone. I thought it suspicious because there’s certainly no animal that would take an empty pod like that. A little while later as I was out weeding, and there was another ‘plop’, and another pod dropped. Right, I’ll go and get that one, just after I finished this bed. So, half an hour later I went over there, and, you know it, it had gone too. So, it is my firm belief, that somebody in the area (not mentioning any names – but I would place money on the fact that it was David Heywood the landlord, who would have been bored as shit, decided that he should take them, purely for no reason other than to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a farmer in his 50s. Of course, he could’ve been neighbour Heath Barwick, whose motivation would also be just to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a complete idiot. Of course, neither of those two people have been convicted of any theft, so these item that have been stolen, has been SLUEN. 16. Sleepers Stolen by Wealthy Bastard and Bird Stories I’ve talked about my garden and how I feel it was ‘stolen’ from me, and it was like there was a movement of brainwashing, and ‘outwilling’ going on. I’m going to show you another reason why I think this conspiracy is real. This is my garden, my vegetable patch, with all my logs/sleepers that I have found/collected and spent 10 years building. Today, there are no sleepers in that garden, they lie at Peter long’s place - a lawyer in Gunnedah who I strongly suspect is one of the guilty bastards behind the conspiracy. There are certain people that take ‘wealth accumulation’ very seriously, like Peter, meanwhile, I was this single young woman, who had built-up this magnificent garden from nothing, and someone like me will drive someone like him nuts; “who the hell does that girl think she is? she doesn’t even have a full-time job with a boss. And yet she has this huge beautiful garden”. (Lot of people think this way - although its mainly girls, they are jealous by Australian nature, due to mothers breeding like rabbits). Another reason why I suspect him is because I lived on his cottage (briefly and unfortunately) and he and his kids (adult girls), I suspect, would steal from me and do things like put pebbles in my dish drawer - he’s an arse. And he especially wouldn’t do anything “help wise” for anyone else unless he’s being paid $100/hr or whatever the going rate is for a lawyer. Yet when I had to leave, he personally came out with his trailer and loaded those sleepers onto his trailer, so he has my sleepers. He WANTED those sleepers for his garden. (Ironbark heavy duty sleepers. Back in the day, not so long ago, these were discarded, now they are worth a pretty penny. Most of these sleepers, I retrieved out of the Heywood’s ‘on farm’ tip (I was just lucky these ones hadn’t been burnt) or by the roadside after rail workers discarded them, and I recall most farmers back in the day, including my dad, just burning such logs, I am pretty sure they would reach over $100 each these days). I did have a photo of the garden they lie in now, but it has disappeared off my PC, (STOLEN PROOF), the only one I could find was this one with his partner Sara Fergusons’s stray cat that turned up when I was there (they half starve their animals). So, I have a strong feeling that this guy helped “will” me out, so he could get the sleepers for his farm/garden. BTW, they don’t even grow veges, I am pretty sure too, neither of them actually cook either. It’s all just for show for them. Here is a good spot to add what the dogs do about the wood I collected; the timber I collected on Davids farm, was mostly from the old tip out there, which they no longer use – very sensible. But David told me how to get there, it is in a remote spot on their huge farm {I have written about this twice before, but it is a big deal, so I am writing about it again.} So, I got pretty much all of it, and put it to some use. Later some little idiot dog was trying to accuse me of stealing Davids timber - I think they might have been trying to tell Brenda, that I was stealing Davids timber? Or I am not sure who they were trying to convince that I was stealing timber, but it was someone and someone! Bird related. So anyway, when they discovered that you cannot access the tip without knowing where it is, whoever it was (coward) realized I could only have obtained the timber with Davids permission. So, I suspect this was actually microsoft related? Computer nerds trying to but in and “get her” – this is a typical stupid Australian thing that happens to me all the time, people trying to “get me” just like that theft accusation, they tried to get me on tax evasion (as if), also Centrelink fraud twice ( yeah right) and crazy incarceration (they wish), and now accommodation, I have literally no where to live, and notice to leave. Don’t think this was not a conspiracy! Now, while this blog is about me and my life, I have stated many times that I am on a personal mission to combat thievery, (meaning people who steal from me), but, why not other people’s thievery bane too. Here is some blatant timber related theft going on in the world; I saw on Netflix once time a show about the timber chainsaw festival in America, I think it was America, could have been Canada? But, they’re fantastic!! What they can do with chainsaw, wow! Anyway, after one such show was a documentary on a logging company, and they were showing this family cut down all these trees to sell as logs. And the family were making a fuss about how the government has all these rules, and so they didn’t have enough time to collect all their cut logs before the snow set in, so they were going on and on poo pooing the government saying oh, they would lose all those logs and all that time wasted and money loss- on and on. But so then the narration on the documentary explained the rules on old logs; logs that have been cut down the season before are considered old logs, and can be still collected from the forest later, but they are collected under the recycling, reclaim category, which means the loggers don’t have to pay the full amount (it was quarter of the price) so, it turns out, that guy was deliberatley saying he didn’t have enough time to collect, so he could go back the following season and pay ¼ of the fee. He’s totally scamming the department of forestry! On and on he went. LIAR. I did get the feeling that the Department of forestry could see what was going on; they’re not stoopid! But they didn’t know a way around it. So, it seems to me if they kind of knew enough to imply what was going on in this documentary, maybe they want someone to see what is going on too, and remedy it? When I was constructing my big veggie patch at Rangari, which consisted of log rows, each about a metre wide and 20m long. I had quite a collection of sleepers and cut logs, but there were a few gaps here and there where I didn’t have quite enough. So, I had to go out hunting down the paddock to find specific sized logs. Surprising how many I found down the paddock. As I was looking, I noticed there was a bird hovering around and calling out wherever some logs lay, and, what’s more, it was a sized log that would be the perfect fit to close the gap, -the bird had turned it into a game with me, he was watching me and saw I need just the right size logs, and so he was finding the logs for me, sure enough when I headed over to where he was calling, there was a log of just the right size - he found at least four for me! Brilliant. This was the garden I was forced to leave 10yrs, by my new bully landlord, the Carters. You know, a lot of people helped me find certain plants or other things I needed – some of them very famous, but Carters just come along, and kick kick kick. There is a little bit more to this bird story. I would say before this point I didn’t really pay much attention to the birds, they were just always there in the background, happy and chittering away. But I have since discovered that there is a whole other bird world that goes on - the birds are very much connected to humans, and are very interested in what the humans do, they watch the humans all the time, they love humans, and they try to interact, in sometimes odd bird like ways. They especially love it if you include them in your life, like if you’re creating an art work and you put a bird in it - they bounce around outside the window with joy whistling and singing and carrying on with delight. Sometimes they will get up to antics to try and amuse you, like once, one evening just before dusk, in came a huge flock of birds, I think they were Starlings, (too bad I didn’t have my camera and catch it) because they were literally dancing in the sky, it was amazing. I’d seen it on TV, but when it happens right above you, 1000’s of birds flying one way and then turning another, the movement it creates is just magnificent, and I felt really special to have witnessed it. (Birds are soo meant to fly, and not meant to be held in captivity, in a cage - wakey wakey). Another time there was a flock of big white Cockies and in the front paddock, just off my Veranda, there was at least 500 of them, if not 5000, Cockatoos that is, and along comes this little tiny Willy Wagtail, he/she must’ve had a nest nearby, because it wasn’t pleased at all with all of these big Cockies, and with just a few little wags of his tail and some high shrill shrieks, he managed to move all those Cockies onto a different paddock! Actually, I have quite a few more bird stories, but I’m sure most people do. I should mention, I do believe if you’re showing signs of illness/sickness or injury etc, they’re birdbrain instinct will kick in, and if they could, they would peck you to death, just like the chooks do in the henhouse with a sick chook, and some people with birdbrains also do it, just in the form of bullying/picking on the weak. 17. Pliers Taken and Angled Under my Car Tyre at Long Cottage, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia 2018 These pliers were stolen, I suspect by, by my landlord in Gunnedah, Peter Long, a lawyer, incahoots with my jobs provider Graham Kent, who then placed them under my wheel, so when I reversed, I would get a puncture. It cost me a whole new tyre. I did not think this at the time, but in retrospect looking back and remembering all our conversations and interactions, this is what I now know happened. The world would be a better place without both those people (No conviction, nor a suspect by the police) I have to say that for legal reasons, as if there is no ‘hard proof’, as in like for 99% of all crimes committed in Australia, there can be no accountability, according to the Police. I believe they both did it, well Peter did it, ‘egged’ on by Graham Kent, my then Jobs Provider, trying to impress each other. He did it. I think because, he thought I was driving too fast on HIS driveway. (He is backwards territorial dog). WHO DOES HE THINK HE HIS? (Birdy told me, all men in their 50’s are like this, they change and turn into power tripping righteous arshole bullies! Arrogant morons). I was driving normally. And why would you handle this problem in this manner? Who does that, is he retarded? Doesn’t he know how to converse with someone? Why didn’t he say “hey I think you’re driving too fast on my driveway, if you don’t slow down, I’m going to get really pissed off”. Easy. Fucking idiots who don’t know how to communicate - another bane of my existence. And actually, I believe the reason he didn’t attempt to converse with me was because I WASN’T driving too fast, and he knew it, it is not his place to say at what speed I drive down his driveway. He just wanted an excuse to be a bully arshole, to power trip. And my driving was it. Same with the how Jobs providers provide shoes for unemployed, this does not sit well for the pompous rich, I have written about a whole “shoes” situation around this time, ending in physically handicapping me. It’s like this man, and other men of similar age, have invented a game for themselves, to seek revenge on people that annoy them in some way. They seem to concoct ‘made up’ fighting tactics - that so called other people use against him. Then seek revenge for those made-up concoctions. It’s like a board game that old man has come up with to amuse themselves - it is total dysfunction. Stop using me as your personal whipping toy – you complete morons. Do you think that is my purpose in life? Do you think I was sent directly into your life so you could fight me? Do you think we are in a fighting relationship? If so, you need help, serious psychological help. Leave me alone, you deluded old men. There were also the pebbles in my dishwasher. Now, I’m not sure about my dishwasher, well I do suspect, same landlord put pebbles in my Dishdraw, via my chook feeder that I clean daily. Because I’ve had chooks for the previous 15 years, and I’ve never once had pebble‘s in my Dishdraw. It’s only when I lived at his place, that suddenly, I had pebbles in Dishdraw. The reason, I suspect him, is because he had 2 concocted motivations; he’s jealous because I have a really good Dishdraw. He is hung up about ‘class’ - just like that stupid short blonde girl in Gunnedah. Plus, he was “off grid”, so I think he thought the Dishdraw would use too much power. And his way of dealing with any problem he encounters, again, was NOT to talk about it or approach me at all, but to think of some way he could attack me – via pebbles. IDIOT. Little did he know, just how good Fisher and Paykel are. { low electricity consumption, they’re practically 5 star on Eco Fast wash, which I always used, plus they have a filter to catch any pebbles} HA Again, no convictions. And btw, the reason he was off grid, only 8km out of town was because Gunnedah council wanted $150,000 to connect the power. And that is ABSURD, Gunnedah council was trying to steal from him for sure, so he turned round and went off grid to stick it to them. It could have been Essential Energy and not council, as I know Essential Energy were stealing from me after I put my 5kw solar panels on. The previous PM, said he fixed the electricity stealing problem in Gunnedah. I would have to see that to believe it; as they are extremely arrogant thieves and do what they want in regards to charging certain people whatever they want. Also, when I was moving there, it was over a couple of weeks, since I had heaps of farm stuff / plants to uproot, sheds etc (pool, solar panels….) Actually, I lost a whole heap of weight over those final 3 mnths at Rangari, I went back to being like I was at age 24! Skinny Minnie. So, I would just turn up at Longs with a load, and go home and get some more, he said this was fine. But I think he went through my stuff in that time, plus his kids did, at any rate my spinning wheel had been tampered with and a part broken, maybe his girls, and partners girls, had tried to spin? This will probably be more likely. But I know my seed cabinet / filing cabinet had been gone through, and that is what he would have been curious about. Control issues. He used to read my emails I sent my sister when she worked for him. So, he did not have any control over me: I'm not a part of his family, I don’t even know him, he’s not a friend I would sit down and listen to or have conversation with. I'm just some unknown person that's come into his life in the form of “renting their house”, why would he think he would have ANY control over me?? So because he doesn't have any control over me - this is what he does - such STUPIDITY and he's a lawyer. Idiot. I-D-I-O-T. I should mention, when I was there and attending appointments with the jobs provider, 2017, Graham Kent, that’s also when my new work boots were sabotaged, it was through that Jobs provider at the same time my Tyres was sabotaged. Hole in my tyre. Hole in my shoe – NOT A COININCICDENCE. See, they give job candidates workboots for work related things, so I was entitled to work boots, but there seems to be a lot of people in the community who hears about the “new shoes” - something for free, and it really pisses them off: “how dare she should be getting a brand-new pair of workboots”. Peter Long is someone who would think this, and the stupid blonde whoever that is, and possibly many many many people in Gunnedah who would think this in fact, there’s a lot of jealousy in life I’ve discovered. Updated in 2025, and I STILL CAN’T WALK DUE TO COLLAPSED ARCH DUE TO THOSE WORKBOOTS. Fuck them. Actually, I think this is a good spot to put the 'jobs providers issues'. This problem with Graham Kent is not the first one, a lot of them seem to have major problems. Graham Kent and Courtney Lang were in partnership at Joblink Plus. I have mentioned this before; it keeps getting deleted. Courtney looked like Courtney from SYTYCD. I think it must be Centrelink putting in jobs providers of people from my past, in some cases. Like they're not actually jobs providers, but big fakers. I know I have talked about it before, so I won't mention all the numerous fake job providers I've had. But these 2 were pretty much the most ‘suss and evil’ out of all of the jobs providers I've had. And I've had some really bad ones. That whole area is just one of abuse and control; a means to power over someone of low income. It’s such a problem for them, that in my opinion those types of people have mental health issues, and it's so bizarre how they put people with mental health problems in these well-paid job positions. They're pretty much all narcissists, and they do not care if they are in violation of the law or Centrelink rules. (what is Centrelink thinking?) Whenever I have complained to Centrelink they have done nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even getting back to me (I must admit that I did not own a phone for a long time, and this could be related to their lack of response). There was a time, around the period in 2020 when I was abducted, when suddenly, I think it was brought to their attention, that they have monumentally fucked up with me. They suddenly seemed to be going out of their way to fix things, like try to address my complaints, it lasted for a few months! They were even helpful, which is most unusual; the LAST word I would use to describe Centrelink would be “helpful”, more like the exact opposite of helpful. But anyway, they were! I've had more complaints since, and they've kind of gone back to their old ways of being total Nazis. In 2025 they have started to not ignore a complaint but seek revenge for anyone who complains, and do some sort of punishment, like phone harassment, and ignoring Dr’s medical certificates – they are still total cunts. I think now, one of the jobs providers from Gunnedah, works at Centrelink up here, I am fairly certain I recognised the nazi voice. I did put in another complaint to try and nip it that one in the bud, (just in case someone listens to my complaint). Ultimately my experience with Centrelink and jobs providers is one of absolute disgust, they are pure evil, and it is my mission to try to avoid them. 18. Melaleuca nesophila x 2 tubes STOLEN from shade house at Long Cottage Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is another one of those times where I purchased something from a retailer and lo and behold something related to that retail industry gets stolen so I purchased some Melaleuca essential oil online from New Directions in Marrickville , and these two Melaleuca tubes go missing around that time; just taken out of my shade house. It’s exactly along the same lines as when I purchased a torch from Kogan; my other torch was stolen. When I purchased something from Spotlight my Capri patterns were stolen, when I purchased some hose connectors from the Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose washes and awl were stolen - by the way I made a poster about this and named the TradingPost, and within a week of those particular items stolen, they were returned. Unfortunately, that doesn’t always happen, but I guess in this particular instance, it was posted in the right place, at the right time. I really have so many examples, because obviously being 48 now, I have made a lot of purchases in my life, which coincides with a lot of thefts. One can only assume why someone would be doing this bitchy behaviour? At one point I thought it is the Toll couriers who deliver my goods; who are then playing a game; as in, you will have to pay the toll to us, for delivering your parcel – an arshole game. And so, they steal something if they somehow do not acquire an additional $2 or something? Although there are many things I purchase which aren’t delivered, and they still steal from me then, so that rules out my Toll theory, although toll are extremely guilty anyway, because I know they stalk me when I go into town (Bundaberg, and before Miriam Vale, and in Gunnedah too) at, particularly, shops that I visit but don’t purchase anything from; suddenly a toll truck parks right in front of me, blocking my way, as if to say you better purchase something from them or they will steal from you, to pay the Toll. They are absolute bastards, and that Toll business should be closedown (at least a name changes for all those stupid cockanninnie workers they have). They also did it at Jaycar Mackay, but I happen to purchase something there (turned out later I need not have bothered, it did not work), but some guy accused me of hitting his car as I parked, but I did not, and I believe, as I had purchased something, he (the car liar re fake dent), said, “don’t worry about it.” As if! I believe there are a lot of people who think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and okay. It’s like, if you don’t purchase from a shop you visit, then they have the right to steal from you. This notion is TRULY ABSURD, and all the people who think otherwise; you have severe mental health problems. Seriously. It is not acceptable to steal from someone under any circumstances, let alone if they visit a shop and decide not to purchase - you stupid little dogs. I believe there’s heaps of them on the radio as well who encourage such behaviour. Stupid radio people, get a brain. I’m sick of seeing this absurd juvenile bully behaviour – YOU ARE NOT 12YRS OLD ANYMORE. Grow up. One time I purchased some crockery and knives from a catering business, and this business was located on the other side of Australia, and at that time, one of my existing knives was stolen. But I got the feeling that it wasn’t actually the retailer stealing, it was my neighbours seeing me speak to and make a brand-new purchase which made them jealous; so, they stole something. I mean what a stupid bunch of 3rd born jealous bitches. You know little message for my neighbours; we are not in any type of relationship, comprehende? It is not your place to be jealous, get a grip on reality. And stop being so dysfunctional. It is none of your business what purchase I make and who I speak with – it is my business, not anyone else’s. 19. 10 Of My 500ml Coffee Mugs were Stolen in Gunnedah I only have 1 coffee cup left after purchasing 12! I know these were stolen by female marketing dogs. I know because also, 17 of my Arabica stoneware dinner plates were stolen, and I was able to purchase some lovely replacement pink stoneware dinner plates from Kmart. So, the female copycat marketing dogs (not from Kmart) made some matching pink coffee cups and stole my white coffee cups, so I would purchase theirs. Those women are scum and their coffee cups were crap. I certainly won’t be purchasing them. How could you possibly not see, that it’s not up to YOU to decide what coffee cups I should have? You must be absolutely DELUSIONAL WOMEN. Meanwhile I’m saving up for some more 500mm white ones, and I can’t begin to tell you what a drag it is not to have any clean coffee cups every morning. I hope those bimbo women burn in hell, thieving dogs. I should add, I don’t think that Kmart stole my Arabia‘s, they just saw that my plates were stolen and produced some new stoneware ones for me to purchase, which was actually very thoughtful. However, I do think whoever stole my coffee mugs, or whoever put out those pink matchy matchy coffee mugs up for sale, did steal my white mugs. At the time I was living at long cottage and I suspect they knew who they were, and it was a marketing thing, fuck them all. Later I saw some other girls doing signs, stating they found out who took them, and it was women in the fashion industry who knew me, and who stole them from me, as they were jealous, and wanted the ‘big’ coffee cups themselves, as they deemed me ‘undeserved’ of ‘big’ coffee cups. TYPICAL STUPID JEALOUS BIMBO WOMEN. The bane of my life - no women are allowed in my life anymore - you are too STUPID. Oh, no, no hard feelings about my stolen coffee cups at all. I am going to haunt you for all eternity about these. HA HA HAHAHHA 20. Toothbrush kit stolen by stoopid man who did nurse’s Dirtywork This kit was stolen by someone stalking me at the Gunnedah Hospital and saw me with it! It was then stolen after I left the Hospital, taken from my pink bag (most likely while it was left in my locked car). Can you believe that – my pink travel toothbrush kit! – some people – so desperate. So, it was the two nurses at the hospital who I spoke with at the time, who I believe, then called this particular person (thief, male) to come down to the hospital and stalk me: so it was the girls at the hospital intangible plan (that would be related to free health care – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, The same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Since I wrote about it here on my Blog in Gin Gin, 2020, this type of theft has stopped (I think) although there are still a lot of thieving bitches that work in the health sector I’m pretty sure one of them tampered with my Imed scan results?). {Spoke too soon, they do the same thing at Sarina Family Medical centre;2 aboriginal guys follow me, and steal, and put sugar in my car petrol tank.} The reason I was at the hospital, was because when I tried to make an appointment at the local Doctors, the reception dogs always say - no, there are no appointments left today, (they always say this) and as they do NOT take appointments in advance, for some STUPID reason, I had to go to the emergency section at the Gunnedah Hospital (I know the Doctors had appointments available too that day- could you please tell me in writing why those dimwit reception bimbos refuse to give me any doctor’s appointments?) girls, do they have a brain at all? NO – THEY DO NOT. (I did not right this blog until YEARS LATER – in case you’re wondering if this name calling is why. Those girls were unknown to me, and did not know me either. I am a respectful, honest and polite person out in public.) Maybe the thief wanted me to tell my little story about the stupid bitches who work for the doctors? Who knows? Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia p2 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3