Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s so Life Stories P21 - I will be later editing to fit all on only 20 pages 1. Wannabe Jealous Nazi Idiot Woman Pretending To Be Jealous Husband I just came by this story today again, as I was doing a search for something else, and I realised that I had deleted it off my blog, it was in my old folder with things I don't use, but have done. But I thought well, this is actually relevant to my life, this describes clearly the “angst” that these thieves and harasses are causing me, so I'm going to put it back. I just skim re-read it, as I went on and on, but that very thing, as far as I'm concerned, that's exactly the problem of what these thieves and harasses have done; they have caused a whole ‘change mindset’, of being content to now having to concern myself about these stupid things. By the way, this "angst", is what those thieves and harasses are going to have to pay for later, in karma. But they don't realise it, they think they're just stealing something small and trivial, and it doesn't really matter. Okay today my iPhone has gone missing. FIND MY PHONE, says it is at my current address, but when I play the tune, it doesn’t work, I can’t hear it, telling me that it is not in my unit. Plus, when I called it, it went straight to voice mail, when it should have rung. Today the fire alarm guy came to my unit to check the fire alarm, I know he didn’t take it as I was watching him the whole time, as at a previous address, when the fire alarms were checked, the girl who did it, - the skinny blonde girl, stole one of my bathroom shower butterfly hooks while she was in the loo; disgusting. This was by the way was arranged by Elders, in Gladstone. I did go out after he left for an hour, it may have been taken then by another neighbour in the unit, which is why FIND MY PHONE, says at this address???? APPLE……. But I have noticed every time I talk to somebody, it doesn’t matter who, any complete stranger will do, something goes missing, and I believe this is because there is some little idiot trying to play jealous husband. And I believe it is a woman doing it, as I heard her once at Ivan Williamsons spare house across from Dads house, in Henry st – the dogs came and stayed there, to yell out at me while I was at Dads house (fucked if I know what they were doing? who has that much spare time??) but I believe they are from the ABC’s agony aunt team – they are fucking idiots, and are seriously deluded, and need help, and by help, I mean police intervention, and put into jail, not into a mental health unit. The police are too fucking stupid to work out who is stealing from me and so they continue to steal from me, then wonder why I am angry – idiots. I am a free and single woman, have been for many years, and will be for many years more to come. I am free to talk to whoever I choose, whenever I choose. And in fact, I did actually propose marriage to a foot reflexologist last month, when he relieved my lymph problems, via YouTube. If I get married or have any kind of relationship with anybody, the only person it would be, would be that guy, who lives in Canada, and can massage feet. Nobody else stands any chance at all, by the way his name is Adam Thomas, he is justifiably brilliant. My phone is iPhone 7, it’s not an expensive new one, it’s a really old one, doesn’t have much value, and I suspect after posting this it might turn up, just the same as when I posted my bandage story below, it miraculously turned up as well. In fact, I’m going to put the bandage story back online and here it is below: Bandage Stolen by jealousy of my foresight capable independence Someone has broken into my unit while I slept last night, and have taken a used bandage. I know this sounds very strange, but it is definitely nowhere to be seen in my unit. I took it off before my shower and flung it onto the floor, it was used, but not dirty. It was a really good bandage that I found in my mums nursing kit, it kind of stretches out and you can adjust the tension depending on how much you stretch it, I haven’t seen anything quite like it, it’s a clever product. I believe this is the reason why it was stolen. Aside also from the fact that: I do believe there came a time when I injured myself, and I needed a bandage. So, I got one from my first aid kit, and used it; now, this very simple act, is something that drives a stupid jealous girl NUTS! Because, I didn’t have to go anywhere, I didn’t have to spend any money, I didn’t have to go down to the chemist, I didn’t have to go to the doctor or the hospital, this is exactly the kind of foresight capable independence, that the jealous pervert girl resents, and so she just took my bandage out of jealous spite; - stupid little dog. It may have been taken while I was in the shower? {if I forgot to deadlock the door?} this may have happened, but I can’t be certain about that, since a couple of other things have disappeared, and I hardly ever go anywhere, I suspect that is the time they can do it with a simple card swipe to delatch the old lock, or use a key, as I have seen the person who has a key, sniffing around, along with one of my neighbours. So, it was about 50 or 60cm long, as I had it wrapped around my toe, which has a cut on it, over a dressing, and then back around my ankle, so it won’t fall off during the night - worked a treat. There was a little bit left on the roll for today, that I could use, see photo, {luckily}, but I would like my 50 to 60cm length of bandage back thanks very much, you stupid bimbo thief. It belongs to me it does not belong to you. Btw, my mother was a nurse. A private nurse, as in she tended patients in their homes and had her own business. She liked her job and cared for her patients. I recommend to all women; do not have kids unless you have a caring nature, so you don’t turn out to be thieving jealous bimbos like the one who stole my bandage. The world would be 50million times better without the bimbos. A couple of years ago, I felt I should try and do something about the bimbo mothers. I mean, I had so much clarity about why there are bimbo women who steal, and it’s because of bimbo mothers. I thought there just must be so many stupid mothers in Australia, producing these stupid thieving bimbo daughters, that I decided to find a mothers group online and post my story of what I had to say. -It did not go down very well! I was banned again from Flickr, and one of the mothers used her DOG contacts to track me down, and she, along with her son, stole my necklace. And this situation of jealous dog, reminds me of the time when I needed some new pants, some years ago now, (yesterday when I went out – you could plain as day see, I need some new pants again), anyway, back then I remembered I had ended up with some clothes of mums after she died, and I went through them, and I saw some olive-green pants, I thought I’d try them on - and talk about perfect! They fit me perfectly, they were this lovely thick cotton jersey, and a designer brand. I was thrilled to pieces that something so hard to achieve (finding a good quality pair of fitted pants is really hard, you can’t just walk in to your local Target, and buy a pair), so these fit me perfectly and looked great. I was so thrilled! But I could literally hear a dog whingeing and being pissed off, because of how well it worked out for me; jealous pervert. (Items went missing at that time, can’t quite remember exact time, if something was taken?) So now there’s two stories with a similar theme, and it reminds me of a third story, also with a jealous pervert theme: if you remember on my About page, on my blog, I talk about the tile that I purchased in Sydney, I was so thrilled about this tile, and this stupid little jealous dog, followed me in to the store, off the street, and started chastising me for being basically, thrilled – she was jealous at me being happy. (Actually, she was tall). This bandage is exactly the same thing. I suggest the only way to combat this: is if many people, strangers, give me really great things, all the time, to completely incense the girl off her rocker, and then in the hopes that she commits suicide, I will finally be able to feel happy and thrilled, without some stupid dog stealing from me or chastising me in some way. Leave me the hell alone, you stupid DOG. It is not my fault that you are STUPID. BTW, I AM STILL NOT GAY - this example of women following me around just shows how stupid they are, and cannot figure out how to live their intended life and not concern themselves with someone else’s. Women – so stupid I cannot believe it. I want to add here, actually, I’m a pretty happy person, this comes from my happy and loving childhood, which I’ve talked about. But I don’t have, like, an overly friendly face, which is why I think I don’t have this issue as a constant, because my inner personal thoughts are usually positive ones and I’m pretty much happy when I am out and about. So, I seem to only have this extreme jealous reaction from female dogs when I’m overly happy about something, it seems just generally being happy, doesn’t really get their attention. Just an observation. Oh, plus I think sometimes, if something works out, like I get all five green lights in a row - just little things like that, that make life easier, I do believe I have the same jealous female dogs (who seem to follow me always) who then try to piss me off by doing something nasty and vindictive - it’s like you don’t have to do anything bad to them, like you know, steal their husband, or steal something from them, to invoke a reaction of vengeance - you just have to be minding your own business and be happy!! THEY ARE INSANE, and truly they should be HUNG. Unfortunatly, they are real. I am guessing they are also unemployed, and have nothing better to do than follow me, and obsess about me. My single white female next door neighbour, just got a job yesterday, so they signed (actually she does not work, well unless she is being paid to stay in her unit all day long, possibly maybe)). So, whether it was her and she used blackmail to the powers that be to get a good job (read my “harassment for money, from employment provider in Gin Gin, massive Road works, street beautification”, photo story.) or just a coincidence, or, maybe she realized if she had a job, she too could have her own personal supply, of her own bandages. Who knows? Anyway, after being there constantly after I left that morning to heal my cut in the salt water, she disappeared for 2 days NOT A COINCIDENCE This is my new neighbour, she says her name is Danielle, but I suspect she is lying, as I have a weird problem of people lying to me about their name and calling themselves Danielle, read my About page. I have no idea what her story is but I suspect she is working for the dogs. She comes out and does scenes with the handyman who would have the key, THEY THINK STEALING LITTLE ITEMS LIKE THIS IS FUNNY. possibly friends with the landlord? Who knows. She is possibly being paid to be their next door to me? And as a result, was able to buy herself a new car, this is exactly the type of dog behaviour that goes on in my life, and she also talks on the phone to me sometimes in the morning, so, like I’m not actually speaking with her, but she speaks to me, or she speaks to someone that I have talked about on my blog? she’s one of dogs that harasses me from afar. Maybe she is used by the dogs, who harass me from afar, and I think she may have arranged the dogs down at the river that time?? Nip it in the bud. See a falling dog, and put in your pocket, save it for a rainy day…. I think I should mention, the local chemist, that I did not have to go to, to purchase a bandage, steals from people by overcharging items that are on the PBS list. I had been there recently, aswell as seen the nurses on doctors at the local hospital for an infected tick bite So, it may have had something to do with them? Mums bandage, I can assure you, was not stolen in the first place. Nor was it stolen from the hospital when I went there! Btw, lately I have been unable to sleep well – I can hear my old man neighbour when he turns the tap on in his kitchen, at all hrs of the night. My plantar fasciitis in the (same foot) is very sore, my Jobs provider has been on my back, my lease is ending, the stupid neighbours on the other side of the trees have discovered how to make kookaburra sounds with a recording device, plus my period is due – so all culminating in RAGE. Wednesday, 24 August 2022 2. Body shape, starved as a baby, cause of slight mental retardation I have removed the girls name and blurred her identity because this is not personal for me, the message is important. It's just a perfect example of nutrition and how it's fundamentally important from before you were born. As that girls behaviour was very disrespectful at the time, and for the duration of my tenancy (and just 1 girl in a long line of girls), I feel like I should definitely write a photo story about it. The correlation between her behaviour, (and many) and my nutritionally starved little kitten, is exactly the same, in my opinion. I write on my blog about the correlation between the kittens I observed, and multiple babies born by women. I noticed with the kittens, the first one to be born was robust, strong and healthy, whereas the last kitten in the litter, was a little runt who looked nutritionally depraved. (And unfortunatly was, as I did not know the mother was pregnant for some time). I feel it's the same with humans, which is why women ought to stop at 1 or 2 (or none). Even with proper nutrition. I want to further add to that here, there was another thing I noticed; aside from the physical and highly attuned personality, the first-born cat was extremely respectful of me, hard to explain, but I did not need to say anything twice to him {he was just so good natured and gorgeous}, it was like he was a really “loving” and “caring” pussycat - in the very good sense. But the seventh born cat Violet, who was also a gorgeous and very sweet pussycat, I noticed she did not have the same level of respect, it's like she couldn't comprehend the meaning of others, other than herself, and ‘respect’. Quite different from first born. I feel as they were siblings, and raised exactly the same way, and treated all the same, it was not her fault if she was not as respectful - it's because she was starved when she was in the womb, and it has affected this ability somehow. I strongly feel it's the same in humans, there have been people I've encountered who are so disrespectful, and they are completely clueless about their behaviour at the time. Such as that rental girl. (Or should I say, aware of their bad behaviour, but lacking the connection in the moment, to think ahead, about repercussions, and who they want to be, as a person.) Also, after observing sibling kittens, and kittens who were not related, but half starved, I further believe, so many human health problems arise from that time in the womb, particularly problems you have in old age, like dementia; the number one cause in my opinion, would be a lack of nutrients in the womb. 3. Facebook has created a culture of BITCH BANNING people For some unknown reason, still unknown today, I was ban from a vet in Gunnedah. It was 2106 I think, at the time, I could not work it out, as to why I was ban. When I was at the vet all was fine; my cat was tested and diagnosed, the female vet was nice. I paid in full, and left with my cat. That was the end of it. However apparently it wasn't the end of it. I was contacted by email, from this vet, saying that I had not paid in full. I told them that I had, and I sent them a screenshot of my credit card statement, where it clearly shows that I had paid the said full amount. Paid what they asked for. But instead of an apology, I received a bitch email saying I was a terrible person and I had been ban from the vet. There was no other explanation, it was just like a bitchy email. I wondered what an earth was going on? I contacted them again but did not hear back from them. Some years later, when I created a Facebook account, I figured it out; on Facebook, there are multiple groups, and there are “monitors” of each group, who consist of bitchy little girls who ban people that they don't like. So, this is simply what this vet has done, most definatly discrimination. So basically, I'm writing a story about it, and calling them out on it, saying how disgusting these people are, what bullies they are, and how stupid they are. Here is a photo below of the owner Mark baker, his clinic is still there, and has been there as long as I can remember; I don't know if the owner was involved, or if it's just the stupid receptionists, or maybe he has stupid daughters? That would be typical. Btw the medical problem at the vet; when I spoke to the lovely young woman, who did a biopsy, said he had a terrible fatal cancer. My cat died shortly after. The cancer was a direct result of a Spot On Flea and Tick treatment that I had purchased on eBay from the Netherlands. {Later I was advised, they had apparently given it to me deliberately to kill my cat, they thought it would be funny, plus they would make some money too. ARSEHOLES ON EBAY too. } Actually, it is unclear to me whether they wanted to kill my cat in the same manner that they killed my brother Tomas's dog (for “no animal care, only human care” attitude - idiots), or whether they just wanted to make money from their faulty product. But either way, they knew it would give my cat cancer and kill it. Such evil in this world {No animal care, only human care is evil}. And note they deliberatley caused cancer – murder. Don’t think it does not happen amongst humans. Such evil on Facebook. Stupid little girls. Just like back in the day “The Witches of Salom” 4. Crap Mothers I have mentioned many times how I get harassed by my neighbours who live next door up the hill at number 108, so not by the neighbours in my unit complex, 13 of them. The child in particular was harassing me, at first after I wrote about it and complained about it to certain authorities, the mother realised what was going on, and so after that, I was harassed by the mother instead. I can’t actually see them they’re up about 20m from where I am down below, and there’s all plants. Although I’ve noticed they have just cut back all of their plants so they could peer down into my unit complex too, which I’m not too impressed about. Some people are just plain stupid, and it was possibly them who killed my plants (?), but I’m off topic because what I wanted to talk about today was the fact that I can hear a baby crying from their place like constantly, it’s always crying; she’s totally fucking up her child. I’m going to mention when a mother is upset, then the child will cry. This is a very common thing amongst children, because children aren’t fully aware and developed like they’re meant to be as adults however I’ve mentioned before my blogs at this happens with adults as well. Trauma related dysfunction (by bimbo mothers). Anyway, so the child is crying because the mother is pissed off, and the mother is pissed off, you know, for various reasons, mainly she can’t control her emotions around a newborn child - this is fully the mother’s fault; she needs to go into ‘mothering mode’ which requires not being pissed off, and anyway, so this child is screaming her head off because the mothers pissed off, so the child is innocent, even though it’s making the most annoying sound ever; and so the father comes along, sees the situation, and smacks the little baby to shut up. Which works, it is stunned into silence. Plus the mother, selfishly feels a little bit of vindication, like someone at least has been punished for all the problems that she has to deal with, for her bad mood, - it's a subconscious thing and she is secretly glad her husband smacked her child - it's very sick. So this is how parents fuck up their kids, the child was innocent, but chastised quite badly for no reason. And this very situation is why I have such a problem with bimbos who follow me and steal from me, and generally carry on in this pathetic childish manner, because they’ve been fucked up as babies, just like the child next-door. So while this kind of thing is hard to explain to a young naive mother, this is why Australia needs to implement a compulsory parenting program for mothers. I’ve had it up to here with all the ‘saving of stupid bimbos’ who steal from me, particularly in Australia. I mean I’ve never lived overseas so I wouldn’t possibly know what goes on overseas, but I suspect it is a huge problem specific to unaware Australian Bogans. And you know what, while I am on this subject, there’s another important area, that so many parents neglect. This was brought to my attention when on my blog, I was describing a pervert, a teenager, who was spying on the naked teenage girls in the camp shower, back in 1989 or thereabouts. Someone saw what I was writing and suggested I am now humiliating this guy and possibly ruining his life. Well, I certainly don’t agree with that theory at all. I thought about; was I being too harsh? But after careful thought, I decided I most definitely was not, he is a pervert, so naming and shaming is essential, as far as I’m concerned. (Obviously if it wasn’t true, it would be very heinous and worthy of grave punishment) but I, for one would certainly not make up such a story about anyone, not even a thief. So, then, this reminded me of another kid pervert when I was 10 or so, and then another one at 9 or so, and I realised this is a problem. Young boys are total pervert‘s, and I don’t think ANY of the parents of those boys, had attempted AT ALL, to teach their kids, not to be a pervert. It seems they have to learn how not to be a pervert. They have some sort of instinct to be one. This means parents have to physically make an effort, to guide your young child in this area. You literally have to talk about sex with your child. You can’t ignore this topic. Otherwise, young girls, such as myself get, victimised by those stupid little boys. STUPID Stuart Brady, Nicholas Hallam, John Burke and the Carter boys; Matt and or Steve; your parents were crap, hopeless, and naive. There were others, but I don’t know their names. And there’s also other ways men could be pervert‘s in a non-sexual way, the same as women can be. And what I’m talking about here “pervert” - this is kind of like the minimum amount of bad behaviour that boys get up to when it comes to little girls and sex. I know from listening to various court podcasts, little boys can do much worse to little girls; all as a result of naïve bimbo parents. I hear them debating what they should do about these kids, and not once ever is, it mentioned that their parents should be held accountable. Well, BINGO! they should be; BIG FINES. Also, I heard from the police, that they’re not going to press charges against anyone caught shoplifting from me, because they don’t want to “ruin their life”, by creating a bad reputation for the thief. Can you believe that? This is why thieves still continue to steal from me today in 2024, and I am forced to write this blog, and in the process, scare off a lot of stupid mothers. Stupid police. I want to mention about the neighbour next door with the baby, for a while I thought she didn't actually have a baby, (I mean she already could not handle the child she had, so she would have to be stupid to have another), I actually thought she just had app playing baby noises, crying and being a nuisance, like deliberately - some people do this, it's a thing. Many people do it in fact, I think it's a third born thing, wanting to be a nuisance as it reminds them of their childhood, annoying the crap out of their older siblings. Anyway, I thought this also because I saw her two weeks before the baby noises started and she didn't look pregnant, but in retrospect I think she was one of those mothers that didn't have a very big belly, some women are like that, and this as far as I am concerned, is totally related - she didn't have a big belly because she didn't have a big baby, because the baby wasn't getting enough nutrients. I've spoken about this before, not enough nutrients in the womb, results in physical problems, physical handicaps, brain development problems, immune problems….. Coasting along, happy with mediocrity. Mediocrity is not ok – you are retarding your children. Think, research and learn. 5 Jobs Providers Deliberately Handing Out Viruses I have mentioned this before on my blog, but I couldn't find it, goodness knows where it is, so I thought I'll have to do a whole new Photo story about it, and I want to update it as well. I previously mentioned back in Gunnedah at one point Centrelink or should I say Jobs providers, wanted to put all the unemployed people in one room one day for a few hrs, God knows why, I think they were calling it a ‘workshop’ don't ask me what they were workshopping, but in fact I suspect the reason is for sickness, because there wasn't one single person in that room that day, that wasn't sick (except me until I got home, then I too, sick as a dog). It was the middle of winter. There was a highly suspect girl who had manoeuvred herself directly behind me, and was coughing all over me. I am very clear and certain that the whole point of that girl and that meeting was to spread sickness. And then it happened again at Sarina jobs providers when I was forced to attend an appointment when it should've been a phone appointment, (so I wouldn't get sick) it was around COVID time, she insisted I attend face to face. I did get sick with a sore throat. So, it has happened about 4 times, and then again it happened in 2024, when I didn't even have an appointment, but Centrelink said a couple of weeks before, that if I want, I can contact the local jobs providers for an appointment! -which I didn't, but I think they were stalking me when I went down to Sarina Beach daily to post my seed letters and go for a swim, there are suspect girls and the same car with signage on it, “Selectability ”. It’s like they are waiting for me down there. When I got home I got sick with sore throat. So, I'm thinking they somehow contaminated the car (?). But I always thought it was a virus related, I am thinking now that it's actually bacteria, because it's the same symptoms I get when exposed to bacteria in Aircon filters if they're not cleaned, and also if I smell septic, I get a sore throat. I also get a sore throat if I'm exposed to smoke, and wind, or if I am cold, particularly my feet or neck (because I have a damaged throat, it was damaged with hydrochloric acid back in 2006 from cleaning someone’s else’s bathroom in exchange for a month’s free rent. Big mistake. HUGE. And because I have seen Dodgy girls at the jobs providers office when I get sick I'm thinking they know that it's bacteria, and they're spreading bacteria around, I touch any contaminated surface (like a steering wheel or a door handle), then don't wash my hands constantly all day long, (just in case), inevitably I'm going to touch my face and maybe my nose my mouth my eyes, and so it's easy to contact bacteria in this manner. {Before I damaged my throat, I never got sick. Cough all you want – you can’t get me! Not anymore}. Mainly, I only get sore throat if I venture out, my home is safe (and clean). I still feel jobs providers are in on this sickness factor, maybe Centrelink are naïve or maybe they are in cahoots with science medical girls who want to spread sickness, an in attempt to try and build up peoples immune (and their experimenting with unemployed?) it seems to me that that's what's happening. I don't think I'm being paranoid about this. So, who am I meant to put in a complaint to about this? I've done so with Centrelink and they've done nothing about it. And pretty much anyone else will say “don't be stupid, you're crazy, of course they're not doing that”. Well wake up they are doing it. 6 The disrespectful cunts are back at Centrelin k This is exactly the nazi behaviour I'm talking about ; they have just stopped my payments, and for no reason, nothing that I did, but they have arranged an appointment for me, personally, and have not contacted me about it, instead, they've just cut my payment, so that I see onscreen, that I have to call the number to arrange the appointment. What fucking nazi cunts. I have a telephone, they have my number, why didn't they call me and leave a message rather than stopping my payments? Are they fucking incompetent morons - oh, yes they are. This lack of respect from them is exactly why when your phone Centrelink they have to put on a little special automated message saying “we expect everyone to act courtesy and calmly and we won't tolerate bad behaviour”. YOU CENTERLINK are the ones who are disrespectful, you encourage people to swear at you because you piss them off with your lack of respect. You are truly evil and disgusting, and I can see there's an imbalance there; totally run by women, as this is such bitch behaviour. Note, couple weeks back I was complaining about being sick and stalked by girls down at the mail box – this is them, jobsproviders still handing out sickness. Btw, I checked centerlink website a few days ago – there was no message to call anyone. 7. Shining the Light on Narcissistic Families for End Goal of Peace and Quiet Well, in all this time of writing my blog, explaining about the nuisances in my life, I’ve realised today, I have not written about the “fake family phenomenon”. This situation simply involves families harassing me in the morning. There seems to be a specific time where I get harassed by families, seemingly from 830 to 930 in the morning. Not every morning, just sometimes. And usually this involves me going out in a public area, and a family presenting themselves, like crossing my path but not actually coming up to me or approaching me directly or talking to me, but putting themselves in my path, and often they talk to the person I’m going to see, like shop staff, and then as soon as I do, they leave kind of in a condescending “handover gesture” way - it’s incredibly strange, and I can’t believe how narcissistic some families are. But the most annoying thing they do, is beep at me when leaving, like we are friends. This has been going on for many many years. I remember they used to do it frequently when I went over to Tamworth, but again today, when I went down to post my seed sales and go for a swim. It is always different families, never the same twice, different cars, so I cannot report them to the police. They are truly evil and they know perfectly well how evil they are and how to escape retribution. So, you know, here is the light shining on fucked people, so fuck off you STUPID FAMILIES. They all need a bullet to the ear. Someone suggested to me that with these particular problems, I should tell Oprah, as Oprah understands situations like this, whereas the police would not, and Oprah has the means to do something about it. Which I thought was kind of funny, and probably true, but I definitely don’t want to pester Oprah! 8. Old Man Games It seems old man are a problem, and so I have to write about it. There's nothing like shining the light on an arsehole {yuk, the fact that I have to write about this proves how totally disgusting they are.} I have found over the years that there's several things they do repeatedly: mail hoarding. This was especially prevalent when I was living at the units at Sarina, when the mailman delivered my mail, an old man neighbour would break into my letterbox (showing off his break and enter skills), take my mail, not throw it out, but they would just keep it (goodness knows where they put it, maybe they left it on their kitchen table?) but they kept it until they deemed, that it is was time to deliver it, days, weeks, months later. FULLY SICK. I'm guessing this control issue is a trait of the narcissistic mental health disorder? Somewhere along those lines at any rate. Actually, sometimes I even thought, as the postman was an old man, maybe he was delivering my mail to his old man mate? Deliberatley? I have found there's a network of old men, just like there is a network of dogs, a network of women in the workplace, a network of healthcare workers…. And so, there is a network of old men, and they're in cahoots with Council, and all the council male staff. This was definitely a problem at Sarina but also when I lived at Builyan, particularly with poisoning any trees that I plant out, but they also do weird rubbish things, like do the rubbish extra early if I forget to put it out the night before, so instead of the usual 730 pick-up, they would do it at 6am so I would miss it. I'm pretty sure all the problems I have with planes flying over my head and following me around, that's possibly old man related. I mean there could be female bimbo dogs up there flying around, like they do down the street, but I suspect it's more of an old man thing, and it's old man who have money to waste on petrol, flying planes. So, I've written about my problems with the old man who lives next door at Sarina and his abilities at determining full female bladders. I suspect, he is not the only one, and this is a typical old man thing, because I've had problems with it at Gin Gin, and now it's Sarina, oh and plus a little bit towards the end of living at Rangari (who knows who was living in that house at that time). And actually, all the food theft at Sarina, I'm pretty sure that that was old man related; can't be too certain because there are so many thieving bloody women, but some of the old man, like, they're pretty useless at looking after themselves, and feeding themselves, and think they're entitled to steal from a woman who's capable – in kind of a jealous manner. A capabilities jealous theft. There is another weird thing, that I think is old man related, and that's some sort of weird antics that happened from 11pm to 3am nightly, when I'm asleep. As I'm asleep I'm not actually entirely aware of what's going on! So it's a little hard to explain but it's some sort of weird metaphysical world stuff where single ladies are taken advantage of by wandering LOOSER arseholes who nobody wants, and often pretends to be a child, a little boy who latches on like a leach to single ladies. And, it's not good for single ladies. They have no respect a lot of the times. I have vaguely mentioned it before on my blog about the fact that I would frequently get woken up at 3am at various times in my life. Last night was another one of these times, as I'm writing this story about old men. I believe it's related to the reason why single ladies ought not be allowed to teach in schools. There is such naivety in this area people (women) are still questioning me about this and think that I'm old-fashioned and backwards, and 'wake up sweeties' this is not the case at all. It's also related to that story I wrote about when I figured out that it was cheaper to rent rather than purchase a house, back in 2006; and channel 7 put the story on the news the following morning. Thieves, do you see, they are thieves, they steal EVERYTHING. I have so many examples of this, you could not believe it. They never pay. Not sure if this is related, but lately I've been contacted by people pretending not to be local people, to purchase or acquire Facebook marketplace items. 2 days in a row! They seem to be doing a weird council rate thing – fuck off and leave me out of your stupid marketing aims. The image above is relevant ; this happens all the time in movie / TV world. As I've mentioned, I no longer watch live television, I just can't, as they are to disrespectful. So I have a YouTube subscription now, so they've started to get onto YouTube too. They have changed this movie, it's called “A life lived” and the opening scene was a girl with a yellow convertible. She was showing off her car. The scene has been removed now. Go and check; no yellow convertible. I written extensively about how girls come up to me with their new cars and show off their car to me - it's really annoying. I have to constantly explain that: you're not going to make me jealous with a new car. I like my car. Thanks very much. So they are doing it on movie and tv shows instead. It happens all the time. Just weird. So I'm shining the light on the arsehole who keeps putting girls in my path with new cars: fuck off you stupid degenerate. Infact, it reminds me of Ellen Degenerets, who offers to give free things to her audience, it's up that alley. I am not a fan, I don’t watch. And also yesterday Microsoft refused to send me my emails; so it's all of these things are related, they all happen at the same time, just fuck off and leave me alone you stupid little monkeys. And take a hike, Tom Hanks. 9. The Weird Phenon of People behaving as Territorial Rabies Infected Dogs on FB Before I was ban from Facebook in 2020, I joined the Gladstone police group for reporting crimes, this was 2018-19 (I stupidly thought the police may be able to do something about all the 100’s of items that were being taken from me at that time.) I started to list all the items that had been stolen from me. But then I was suddenly messaged by what appeared to be some sort of territorial rabies infected dog, suspected female, group member, but I guess you never know when it’s anonymous. She was antagonistic, threatening; threatening to come down to my place and beat me up, just been totally vulgar-trashy. She was an idiot, obviously trying to fearmonger, and scare, and victimise. I don’t know if these tactics work on some people, but it certainly wasn’t working on me, I just ignored her. Sometimes, and infact often in life, one can only stand back and look at the disaster unfurl, such as this girl. Not entirely sure what she wanted anyway? I suspect nothing, she was literally being a territorial dog and was simply scared she had no control over her group anymore, as I was posting all these weird thefts? She did not understand them (not alone there I guess). But her reaction was pure retarded behaviour. I mean maybe my standards in human behaviour are set too high, but since we are meant to be human now, most of us have evolved, I don’t think so. Even a child could behave more appropriately than that person. And what’s even more odd, I got the feeling her attitude was like “at last, hooray, finally, I get to behave in this rude disrespectful way – like it was blessed thing for her (!) Talk about stupidity. But because this person then deleted all my posts, this person was possibly FB admin, but even worse, maybe she was a police officer from Miriam Vale?? Maybe it was her who ban me from FB later? Aswell as Ebay, spnflwr, flickr and Wikipedia? {What idiot would give that retarded person a position of authority??} Australia, wake up. I guess maybe I should’ve literally said to her “fuck off - I don’t have territorial stupid dogs in my life”. So, talk frankly! lol Perhaps I should’ve said “you need to go and find an arsehole, because arseholes love territorial stupid dogs, they can easily have their way with them and fight constantly - and that’s what arseholes love to do. Many marriages are based around this dance. Anyway, people are very strange, especially on Facebook. I have noted today still, there are heaps of ‘stupids’, aswell as heaps of ‘smarts’. But FB is still highly controlled and edited, possibly even more. And there are still dogs playing sides, all the time. And there are still female dogs stalking me; fuck off irresponsible mother Cassandra, don’t use your child as an excuse to dog attack me. 11. An Anti Religious Shopping Experience: Tessuti Fabrics (formerly Fantasy Fabrics) When I shopped there, back when it was Fantasy Fabrics, 30 odd years ago, there were some major dog problems with the female staff. One of them accusing me of chopping up their instore fabrics with scissors! Stupid (I later saw that woman on Australia ABC telly – who the ABC, for some reason was either protecting or rewarding? Who knows what they were doing with her. But, do they, or do they not, shoot dogs that bite people?? Because that was just what it was like, a stray dog biting me in that shop. AH GO AWAY – again, this problem of total bimbos following me around and climbing on my back, and tormenting me; FUCK OFF - do I need to purchase a hat, maybe a T shirt with these words????? Does this happen in other countries or is it just an Australian bimbo thing? You would think as a young single woman, that my biggest problem would be stray horny men following me around - but NO, this is not the case (I put this down to my other secret weapon of being gifted with a somewhat undesirable face and body). But so instead I get these bloody stupid women following me around. Just weird! You know I think this very thing, this situation involving these stupid women, and they’re non thinking ‘blind as bats’ behaviour, (such irony), is the main reason why I have been banned - it's like the powers that be (whoever they are, I suspect, not the government), does not want to make it public that this is what women are like; nobody wants to make it public that some women are completely stupid and non-thinkers. Nobody wants to acknowledge this stupid human factor - WELL shame on you, because you can't fix something that you're not aware of – AND THIS BEHAVIOR CAN BE FIXED, ITS JUST A MATTER OF AWARENENSS. SO, anyone trying to oppress me by banning me, (and there's been a lot) you are completely WRONG. So, one day I was wondering why sometimes I go to places and there's no problems; everything gets sorted out the way it should, everyone's pleasant, I was able to do what I intended to do there. And then other places I go to; it's a disaster, like the above, like the staff are horrible, they can't do anything, they're completely rude and disrespectful, there are problems. So, someone suggested that it's a religious thing; so, people who are not religious, are places where I experience problems stemming from stupidity, the ones who are horrible and ‘dog attack’ me, the sinners so to speak. And it's the ones who have faith, and a believe in God, are the ones who can do it right, and I have no problems, everyone is NORMAL - the saints so to speak. Not 100% sure if this is true, but I suspect definite possibility. Now I do a pretty good job of keeping tally of my life on my blog, so I'm not sure, but it FEELS LIKE most of the places I go to are places who do not have faith {unfortunately}. I'm guessing this is due to church not being the Sunday norm anymore. (I would say due to problems in church with bad ministers and priests, not to mention other bad members of the congregation, like in my experience.)? And so, when I go somewhere and that is NORMAL, I find it extraordinary and amazing, and nothing short of a miracle! And, this theory, changes everything - should I be putting in the word “Christian” when I do a Google search for a business like a dentist? Dr Deane – you ought to be sued. After I wrote this, I went out and did some gardening, as it had finally started to rain (hooray). As I was gardening, planting out my flower seedlings (mental note: l can't do this anymore, my back is way too shot), anyway, I thought about something else and I believe it's related, so here is the next part of the story; At one point in my life, I had moved in to the bottom flat of my grandmother's house at Pretty Beach. I used to listen to triple j all the time back then, I was also reading a book by Carl Yung, it belonged to my aunt, she stored her books in the flat. So, Carl Yung was a psychologist from the 50s maybe? He's kind of a famous one. He would've covered many different topics in this book, I read it from cover to cover, but you know the only thing really that I got from it, or remember about it, was his theory of the collective consciousness, which I talk about on my blog sometimes. It interested me. However, I suspect there was another topic that I read, but didn't really pay much attention to, and this was the collective psychosis, of a mass of people. So, a group of people doing things that are stupid, and non-thinking. {I personally believe spurred on by rebellion from stupid bimbo parents power tripping over their kids. “we don’t have to be good, we don’t have to be perfect”.} I think he talked about it, as it did not interest me, as I wouldn’t have thought it was relevant (this is something that certainly I would not be affected from (I have way too much personal awareness), but I believe there was someone on triple j at that time who was being a pervert, and basically this theory resonated with her - she has set herself about to try and bring on public psychosis through manipulations (I call this ‘dogs playing sides’ - so I've had problems with her trying to manipulate a lot of people on mass, in public, for her amusement. And it's like the only thing she could think to do with mass amount of people, was to torment somebody else, with somebody else being me - so this may explain why I have so many stupid bimbo Dr receptionists on my back, and it also could explain why I was poisoned at Mitre 10 - because I could hear radio dogs in the background. There were also radio dogs at the fruit shop when they were stealing potatoes from me with the wrong label. MANY other instances. So, all of these things are not a coincidence, they're all being organised by some stupid bitch who's trying to stroke her own ego with being able to manipulate mass amount of people into doing these revolting bitchy things. I bet she has blonde hair. By the way ‘psychosis’ is fancy talk for being stupid. Now I'm not entirely sure about this next bit, and I know there is a lot of truth behind the events of COVID-19, because viruses are a problem today way more than they have been at any other point in history, so any attempts to do something about viruses is GOOD. But I'm thinking maybe it has something to do with these radio dogs trying to manipulate the public on mass. They are competing amongst themselves in the industry. 12. More about Acceptable Areas where it’s OK to be Nazi Personality As I seem to be constantly complaining about the “nazis” in my life; ones that go on anal power tripping lord-over missions, and seemingly making up rules for the sake of it, and not because they are valid, needed or better rules (it’s called ‘power tripping’, and women are notorious for doing this; look at the health sector rules). I wrote on, I think it was my About page, or Life Stories (?), that there's one area where I think it's okay to be completely nazi and that is in the area of Food Labelling. And I suspect the only way to combat incorrect or misleading labels is to start making money with hefty fines. Along the same lines of how police make money from speeding tickets. Money making revenue – a whole new industry could be established to watch/regulate and cash in on people’s labelling fraud. Who says I don’t know how to “job create!” I would like to add further to food labels, and that, any labelling, like textile labelling, content labelling, ingredient labelling. I'd even take it further, and state anyone suffering from OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) this is a perfect area for you! Or become a chef! Just be involved with food, because it's an area where hygiene is extremely important. And possibly somewhat lacking; Of course I'm a firm believer of cleanliness in the kitchen; making sure the workspace is clean before you begin. Washing hands before handling food (including nails). Washing fruits, vegetables and anything that's been manhandled thoroughly. Cleaning up as you go along, and making sure you don't scratch yourself, your arms or your face around the food area. And of course, no sneezing or coughing around the food (quick mad dash exit of the room should you need to sneeze!). And if you've read my blog, you'll see that people do signs, they've done this for quite some years, (even though I find it really annoying) they still do it, (even if I scream about how I hate it), still do it. One of the signs that they do, is if I go to some food area, that has been prepared or run by someone who is not clean, then they tell me, as you often cannot see unhygienic practices in a shop front. And it's really disgusting. So, if you think no-one is watching, think again. Always make sure you wash your hands. There are other areas in life where it is perfectly acceptable to be nazi; the rubbish and recycling industry! There is a major lacking in this area with lackadaisical staff stemming all the way down from Council who just don’t really give a shit about rubbish (or the planet). Following the statistics of rubbish over the future years; this area is going to be so big, all the little council people that wanted to turn a blind eye will be forced to have to deal with it. Another perfect opportunity for the OCD’S! you will need to sort out many types of materials, and see the difference between plastics. I can’t even imagine that they would even bother doing what is fully required at the moment, in any of the sorting centres, because there are at least six different types of plastics, and you can’t possibly tell, unless you look at the fine print on the bottom of the bottle, or on the packaging, which might’ve even fallen off or be faded. And that is, even if plastic grading had been done in the first place when manufactured. A total lacking in this area. And do they expect rubbish sorters ono those conveyers to have a magnifying glass for the fine print? Animal practices. So, while I have a vague interest in psychology, and due to encountering a whole heap of dysfunctionals, have learnt a lot about different peoples personality types. I am not 100% sure of the root cause of OCD. I mean I'm guessing it's probably people who had narcissistic parents. (You would have to have some pretty bad karma to be born into a family with narcissistic parents, because they are truly the worst, horrible kind of people, in fact probably the cause of all psychological problems, narcissistic parents.) But it seems to me that there needs to be a redirection for all of those OCD’s, because I know there's a lot of them, I encounter many of them, all the time. Instead of redirecting your unhealthy nazi behaviour towards other people (like me), redirect into the fine print - like labels, redirect it into your work. As far as I can see, this would be a really simple solution to a huge problem. When in doubt, work. You know I've heard of people following the theory, that partaking in arts and crafts, as a good cathartic outlet. Many house wives do this. But, as I have had many different experiences in life, I get the strong sense that some of those women painting that I have encounted, did it with such restraint and tightness, that it was obvious that they were the nazi type of women, and those women probably ought not to be painting, instead those women ought to be working in food labelling departments! Total areas that need strict rules and regulations. Painting is probably an area that you especially don’t want to be nazi personality. 13. Rude Nosy Neighbours in The Name of Fake Neighbourhood Watch Out Every time I collect seed from a house at Armstrong Beach, (with the owner’s permission of course, who were never home as they work during the day), I have absurd neighbours across the road staring at me and making strange noises, trying to catch my attention making themselves heard. Last time, they were out front in their driveway, the whole time I was there, which was about half an hour as I was picking all the pods - just staring at me and pissing about, like they were just totally being rude disrespectful nosy neighbours. I mean if you were concerned about a stranger in at your neighbours place, like why wouldn’t you just go up and ask them what they were doing, rather than just sit there and stare and be rude. Maybe their crap parents never taught them ITS RUDE TO STARE. Some people have no common sense or no manners at all. So, I took that photo and put it here online. If you’re one of these ridiculous nosy neighbours you should bugger, off mind your own business, and get a life. 14. 2022 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2022 Adrian from Hervey Bay for being a focused honest tradie, and personable, in a nondiscriminative way; unusual for typical Australians. November 2022 Ellen Mary Stack who saved all the injured cyclone victims in Darwin back in the day, plus became Mayor so as to introduce mandatory ‘strong and sturdy’ building codes! October 2022 Veena Sahajwalla - OUTSTANDING ACHIEVEMENT in Australian recycling; above and beyond. Albeit she is fully recognized and awarded already. September 2022 2 Bridge engineers: Li Chun, who built a stone Bridge 1400 years ago, still standing today good as new. Caius Julius Lacer, designed the Trajan's Bridge at Alcantara, Spain; 2500yrs old, good as new! There are 3 unknown engineers; aquaduct bridge in Provence, France, 2500yrs old, good as new! And 2 in Italy 2000+yrs old, good as new. Plus 1 in Turkey that is 3000yrs old in same original working condition! August 2022 Charles Wilber, for his 28 foot sky high (8.5m) tomato plants! July 2022 Macquarie Island management for reducing the devastating pesty rabbit population, to, 0! Well done to them, if only the rest of the country could be as motivated as the Macquarie Island team. June 2022 Kerrie Ellison for her bravery in ‘setting the bar’ when it comes to sexual harassment and hostile environments in the workplace, in the 80’s, to push lawsuits to stop it. May 2022 Was going to award Henry Flagler for ‘inventing’ Miami (with his transport system), BUT he also ‘invented’ the well copied law where a husband can have his wife declared “insane” and committed to an asylum, thus ending in divorce. So, he gets the ‘anti-brilliance’ award; this law has negatively affected many women, and STILL does. Instead, this month’s award goes to Queensland Health for at least attempting to make changes to the mental health act in 2016 for the better. (Although the whole thing is a scam, with money making being the number 1 goal, led by pharmaceutical companies). April 2022 The person who came up with the reusable half twist airtight screw bottle lids – you are sheer genius! March 2022 Anthony Robles state champion wrestle (with more challenges than most, only 1 leg) February 2022 Garry, Sam and Kelly Bencheghib for their clean up strategy in Touristy Indonesia January 2022 People responsible for 2015 tall building of the year; Milan's Vertical Forest Building, especially people responsible for plant health. Truly amazing, fantastic & brilliant. 15. Naming and shaming thieves was one of the main reasons I created my FB group , (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 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 sugar 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 sugar in my fuel tank. Happened every time I went to IGA car park, about five times in a row. {The side affect of sugar 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.} So then I mentioned the sugar 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 sugar 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 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 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. I included a screenshot of the bank letter with the dispute information. 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 about 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 hobbists, 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 HongKong 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? Bugger off you young non big picture thinking imbecils (and give me my shirt back. Plus probably all the usb cables that have been stolen from me). 16. 2024 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2024 Colin Gladstone from Mayday Hills, Beechworth, Victoria. A gardener who planted out a significant amount of trees, one growing to be a sport of the beautiful Red River Gum, (Eucalyptus camaldulensis), featuring a weeping habit. Named "Blue Veil". November 2024 Garmin for reinventing the watch strap, with the end on the inside. October 2024 Omar Vazquez for his innovative idea of turning waste seaweed into bricks for homes, PLUS for his generosity of nature by donating and building houses for low income people in his community, PLUS employing 6 fulltime staff to make his bricks too. September 2024 The fearless captain Paul Watson and teams, for saving the whales August 2024 Pinterest; realised of all the Internet platforms, Pinterest is the only one that hasn't ban me or deleted any of my uploads! And Pinterest has had ALL my uploads, they've had every swearword, and every accusation, and still, I have not been ban - I can only assume it is because the people who run Pinterest, are superior in every way, than all other Internet companies (and of course they are not Nazis). July 2024 Lina Khan who took the cunts at Google to court over their monopoly and won June 2024 Curtis Shuck, due to his personal self financed mission, of capping leaking gas wells in Texas May 2024 Steve Brady my landlord for saving me housewise April 2024 James Gatlin for his enthusiasm in sharing his knowledge about the speed square! March 2024 Bruce from drain cleaning Australia who opportunistically drains clogged public gutters for free February 2024 Tom Corrigan, inventor of new honeycomb paper packaging, to replace plastic packaging. January 2024 The Iceland government for making thermal energy capture commercial in the 1970's. (Indonesia, who sits on the 'ring of fire', are still dependent on Coal! 😔) 17. Some of the People who Cross our Path are set in Stone At school, I became friends with this one girl, because we were in the same house, we had regimented timetable, and we both were always ready for breakfast before all the other girls, and before it was time to walk over to the food hall. So, we would sit down on my bed, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 20 minutes sometimes, before breakfast, and play cards together, we did it pretty much every morning for the whole year. Later when I was studying Fashion, we flatmate together. See now, a whole big point of that school, was to ensure all graduates, when they do graduate, they graduate ‘a lady’. So, after school, I actually noticed a slight rebellion of this, not from me, but from my friends, who did not go to my school (nor I believe went to church). At least 2 of them tried to encourage me to do something ‘bad’. So, one of my friends tried to persuade me to chew bubblegum! As she must have thought that would be very unlady like, and when I did she was tickled pink “I got her to rebel!”. And another one wanted me to "sin" – that was when I was flatting with my card playing friend, I met her friend from work, she was always coming around to our flat. Something happened to my card playing friend, as now, when she got ready for work in the morning, there was certainly no time for cards, she would spend two hours in front of the huge floor to ceiling mirror every morning putting on makeup. Not kidding, 2hrs, she would set her alarm for 5am, even though she was only 15 minutes commute from her work at 9. I found it quite absurd, I thought she must be extremely vain now! But I never said anything to her. Whatever. But, her new friend must have noticed my secret attitude, {some people can just sniff things out!} And then it was like she wanted me to be more vain too, like, 'go ahead and sin, sin, sin, sin! – not that I did! "Vanity" is considered a sin in a Christian religion. You know, it is not really possible for woman to be friends with another woman; just too jealous by nature (which by the way is also a sin!). Btw, promiscuity is NOT considered a sin in the Christian religion. Her friend in particular, associates being a ‘lady’ as being religious and virtuous. So, just not a vain person, hate to disappoint, (maybe if I was really attractive I might be!! Lol) And not really a sinner either, - I did not have nazi over controlling parents. Lucky me, – born to be rebel sin-free. Bad parenting is to blame for 90% of all sins. Will you consider compulsory parenting class now gov? I haven't really made a distinction yet between people who were raised with church and people who weren't - but you know, this could be a whole thing, it probably is. 18. Overcrowding in a Typical Suburban House This is the house opposite my unit complex , note, a typical evening with everyone home – 6 cars, that’s at least 6 adults under 1 roof, and looks like a small 3 bedroom. Now, I do not know their story, and why they would have so many people living in house designed for 2 parents and 2 kids (1.8kids). All I know, is that it’s the government’s fault, with too many immigrants too fast. And certainly, this is not a desirable way to live. It verges on the ‘high density’ life style that may cause suicides {read my Tenements story on the “Nuisance Neighbours with Every single place I rented since I left home at age 18” story.}. I feel this is becoming more and more typical, and it is up to the people to refuse such living conditions. The gov acts upon the peoples requests. So, for a start, stop breeding multiples, this will get them re-thinking their politics. Besides - stupid woman; why are you torturing yourself with multiples? 19. Collage of Stolen Hats; Stolen and Karmic Dept Story All these hats have been stolen from me. The blue garden hat was stolen once in Melbourne, and I purchased one exactly the same to replace it $22 - and it was stolen some years later at Gin Gin. The brim actually folds up, the picture doesn't really do it justice, but I couldn't find a proper picture. You know, it’s pretty easy to distract someone. I think thieves think that they’re really clever because they can manipulate someone through distraction, I turn my head for 15 seconds, turn back, and the items been stolen, like there is nothing clever or genius about distracting someone. In fact, it’s probably one of the most easiest things you can do, I don’t think they actually realise exactly how stupid they are. An attempt was made by the thief to return the pink one (due to drone pressure), but they failed in their attempt, and it was destroyed by council lawnmower man, friend of the thief. A socially retarded person. The bottom left one that you can't really tell is a hat, is actually a camouflage hat, so suspect it was stolen by someone in the army? I specifically made it to not blow off my head, it's made from stretch left over floral fabric. So, I was very annoyed that this one was taken, as it was a special fit, and it most likely will NOT fit that actual thief’s head. I think the green beanie was stolen by the brother of some girl that I mentioned on my blog in a slight (deserved) disparaging way. At the time I didn't think that they were related, but actually when I compare the size of both of them, they're both huge, suggesting possibly that they are related? ( I just thought he was some prancing peacock that used to strut around the complex). So, my hat disappeared, and so did he. The local pub has advised me they will keep a look out for it this winter, (I put a photo of it on Facebook, whereas before when it was stolen, and all the other times, I have not been able to do that, because I was ban from Facebook - and this is the main reason why, because I put photos of stolen items on Facebook - to do something about the 100's of thefts, so I don't feel like I'm surrounded by thieving morons, and that most Australians must be stupid have no common sense, no sense of morals, no sense of religion; and are basically drunken retards, probably from families that have 5 kids. On FB, an item will be recognized, and the thief can be held to justice. But of course, nobody wants the thief, (especially the thief), to be held to justice, because this is Australia, and it's pretty much a fucked bogan thieving country, where people think that will be funny to steal from me, and or funny to watch other people stealing from me. So, they just ban me instead, - to try and silence me. Later, the creator of Facebook tried to save himself by saying that Facebook wasn't designed for such purposes, it's only designed for "hooking up". Shortsighted. (And slut). You know I think this country is so wealthy, in Sydney especially, there's so many spoiled little brats who have been raised by bimbo mothers, and when they turn 18 they go through the cliche rebellious "drug and alcohol" problems, and live this pathetic life of crime and petty thievery, as they naïvely think that’s easier than actually doing work in a job, - even though they're fully educated and know better. This whole problem is because of unskilled mothers and teachers! We need compulsory parenting class for every single mother so they don't create these little spoiled shits that rebel against their over controlling, over disciplinarian, ill-educated / unskilled mothers and teachers who use kids to control so they can feel important. {Unskilled as in, without parenting skills, not unskilled as in without job skills – and no I am not pushing for paid parenting}. But this problem is so obvious, I can’t believe no one has brought it into consciousness, and there are no programs in place to rectify the situation. I mean the bloody government, well, really, bloody mental healthcare workers, (poor government), are pushing money for mental health, when w-r-o-n-g. This here is where the problem needs to be directed, not after the damage has already been done. It needs to be done in the family unit. I haven't even mentioned any of the other problems that arise from over controlling, over disciplinarian, ill-educated / unskilled mothers and teachers who use kids to control so they can feel important. Because there's way more issues aside from petty theft too. {As I was near finishing writing this, my electricity was switched off all day}. Whoever stole these hats; certainly does not have my approval or my permission to take (and break and enter, for that matter). And, I know the type of person who stole these hats, is a kind of "arrogant self entitled peacock" type of person, probably even someone who works in the television industry, at the ABC. So now at the age 51, I am going to match you, in my description below of what it's going to happen to you; If I knew who you were, well, I fantasize about blowing your head off with a shotgun. At any rate you are now in karmic debt to me. {Ha Ha}. I think I need to talk about karmic debt. I'm not sure all religions believe this. I don't think the Catholics do, the Catholics think they can just ask for Gods forgiveness and they will be forgiven; simple, and that's the end of it. (!) As if! I personally don't believe it works like that, at all. I mean you may be given help to ease your guilt, but the sin itself needs to be paid for, and in effect when you ask for Gods forgiveness, that’s what your asking for – to be used in some way to make up for what you have done. I believe you have to ‘pay’ for all the sins that you do, like stealing for instance; think you got away with it; THINK AGAIN. So, if you are a sinner, at any moment, when God needs help, a sinner will be called upon. And you'll have to make sacrifices - usually you won't even know about it, life happens. And it could happen in the next life. Sometimes a sinner will need to sacrifice their life, inorder to help in different ways, ways that don't involve being alive. I'm certainly not an expert on the afterlife or in any religion for that matter. But with my experience and observation, this is what I know is true. So, you might read that 'ha ha' bit, and think, oh she's making a joke, but I can assure you, being in karmic dept is nothing to joke about. You need to take life seriously, including choosing the good and the righteous. Every day decisions that people make, count. And if you want to feel like you have control of your life direction, you need to be good. Plain and simple. If those thieves decide they DO NOT want to be in karmic dept – you can always settle the dept now in this life (!); I cannot extract ‘Godly type of dept collection’ for obvious reasons, so I worked out a compensation formula for each stressful incident involving theft. Not only do I expect the stolen item to be returned or paid for as new again, but for each item taken, – I WANT COMPENSATION, for BREAK AND ENTER plus STRESS, at $5000 per incident. And with my list of stolen items tallying 606 items atm, that’s $2,795,000.00 - that those stupid dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00 And, bear in mind, there are heaps more I have not written down too, I’m sure, things that I have not even noticed, or have forgotten about, as I did not write down at the time. So possible more like $3million? I have peptic ulcers now, from stress (or well, they could be from the antacid…or simply fear of getting seasick.) 21. Natural Swim Pond Goal I have to include an image of this on my blog, because it has been a long term dream of mine to have a swim pond. I do realise I definitely cannot have one of these unless I am a homeowner. It would be a solid structure that cannot be moved. So, unfortunately, I don’t believe it will ever come to fruition, no matter how much conjuring I can manage. If the bank says no, it’s no - they have managed to be the masters of ‘Simon Says’. (For all those nazi people who want to play ‘Simon Says’, why don’t you get a job at the bank). I do find it a little strange in Australia of how many people have the traditional chlorine or salt pools, and have not put in a natural swim pond. I guess they think it would be too high maintenance, but I mean, that’s the fun of it, as well as being able to swim, fun work, so to speak. And, someone told me it is the opposite, low maintenance if you have a wetland or bog filter. Apparently, you need 2/3 of the pool as planted area, and 1/3 as an open swimming area, so a lot of plants would be needed. There are some really beautiful aquatic plants. Having a really deep substrate, would help immensely with filtration. I know I’ve lived at many addresses in Australia, where one of these would be perfectly suitable and doable, but it would have to be hidden from the road, so jealous neighbours can’t go on the attack or sneak in for a fling dip. What terrifies Aerial Spraying cushy job Pilots My fruit fly tunnel, well should I say ‘anti-fruitfly tunnel’, about 30m long, (and not shown in the photo is another one just as long nearby) stands out on the land. If you're in an aeroplane, you can see it, plain as day. I am absolutely certain that my fruit fly tunnels was the cause of not only one, of my wealthy farming neighbours, but also the flying school, well a flying business, a business of local aerial spraying, to be, ABSOLUTELY INCENSED. A trigger for bad behaviour. If everyone used nets for their agricultural endeavours, where practical, there would be no need for spraying poisonous chemicals. So, the owner of the aerial spraying company, was DEEPLY THREATENED by me. So, I had problems with planes spraying poisons over my house, and over me when I was down the paddock, after those nets appeared. I just know that this would be the reason, the men ‘on the land’ in Gunnedah have this mentality, where it's “destroy or be destroyed”, and they have no qualms spraying you or anyone with poison, even if it kills you; as long as their business is intact, then nothing else matters. Murder, who cares; “I need to work and send my kids to private school”. I have said it before on my blog: it is farmers who are destroying the planet, they have rules unto themselves, they're not regulated, like in a workplace. They do things the easiest way, and if it means spraying the whole land with toxic chemicals, they'll do it - especially the wealthy ones who are so arrogant that most people couldn't even possibly fathom their mentality. So it is of my opinion, in Australia, all fruit and berries need to be grown under these nets, so they can be classed as organic. This is not to please me - this is for pure health reasons. There are many science based research to back me up. By the way, that quality Nylon netting, from a place in Queensland, has a warranty for 10 years, so 10 years is the very minimum time frame - suggesting that it will last way longer than 10 years. That one tunnel in the photo cost about $600 to set up, back then, including delivery, the poly pipe, and the star pickets. So, it is affordable, considering it's only a onetime payment possibly per 20 years? Any fruit grower or berry grower that doesn't have nets, I would now classify them as ‘stoopid’, either that or, completely brainwashed by aerial spraying pilots who want to keep their cushy job of flying. (Either way still basically comes down to stupidity). So, get with the program, get nets, and go organic. Also, I'm not sure if it's related, but over the years I have problems with planes following me around. When I lived at Sarina for two years, in a unit complex, I had NO planes going over - it was a bloody miracle! But now, again, well, last night, I had no less than 5 planes going over my house between 5 and 8pm. Not even sure if it's the same plane, or plane traffic is being diverted over my house instead of their usual flight path? That loud hum drum sound a plane makes, is an annoying sound, it's the sound that a little boy would make playing with his toys. 25. Dogs at Woolworth Car Park I have to write about this in order for it to stop happening, (yeeeah great! Again, nothing better to do….) So occasionally, I do ‘click and collect’, because I can save $15 del fee if I happen to be in town like for a Doctors appointment. Even though I hate it, as this is what happens: (this has happened at least 90% out of 100% times I do a ‘click and collect’); The phenomenon of “dogs in the car park”. So, I noticed not many people get ‘click and collect’, still, they mostly prefer shopping instore, whereas, I like to shop online. Women in big SUV’s, park in all the 4 ‘click and collect’ car spots. They do this specifically in order to block me from picking up my groceries. It is not a coincidence like what you may be thinking. I'm not entirely sure why they do this, I assume it's just because they want to be facetious and a 3rd born nuisance, and to make things DIFFICULT for me. But I have noticed, and confirmed after this incident today, it's somehow related to my previous interaction with a shop (?), a pattern has emerged, in this instance, I'd just been to the petrol station to fill up, and the Doctors - so I don't know what they were so offended at, or at which one, but it was related, as some form of punishment – they do “rewards and punishment” signs – just like a total arshole would do, in a domestic situation. If they don't like what I did, instead of talking to me directly, they do passive aggressive signs -just like what a stupid woman would do in a domestic situation too. They are unknown to me, and are total narcissists, not to mention stupid S-T-U-P-I-D. I say above 3rd born nuisance, as such is the nature of 3rd borns in Australias (a direct result of non-thinking mothers having more than 2 kids - Although as I was watching a travel video on YouTube, this guy was talking about India, and he said in India things are as difficult as they can possibly be: every single little thing that you need to do on your itinerary: someone is going to try to make it as hard as possible. Like even just walking down the street, not possible in India without being harassed. But in India the harassment is from beggars, begging for money. This guy went on talking about his day, and all that happened, including the new phenomenon of ‘fucking things up’, so then hustler can come along and offer help, and then say pay up – a new form of theft. And oh my goodness, I was totally relating to it - it's just what the dogs do to me, as I described above, to make things difficult. Only in Australia they do it deliberately to be a nuisance, often for attention, whereas in India they do it for money, scams and hustlers - they're completely dishonest, I don't recommend going to India. So eventually the “dogs” leave, and of course it's back to normal with 4 completely vacant ‘click and collect’ bays once again. {ooooh, but no one put water in my fuel tank!! – I bet those dogs think I ought to be grateful! Ha!} They also did it last week when I was at Repco; the fat greedy girl behind the counter I didn't like my attitude (as I wanted the cheapest one), so it's like she sent the dogs in to annoy me, and they continued to harass me out side in the car park, until I had left – will not be going back there again – stupids. I should also mention: who designed that Woolworths car park? I mean they did a bad bad bad job, because Sarina is a rural area, most people who shop at Woolies, drive big SUVs and big dual cab utes - yet that car park is designed for small cars. It is most unacceptable, as there is way too much unnecessarily fiddling and manoeuvring big cars around. Possibly another reason why there's “dogs” blocking in the car park, is because they have specific instructions for ‘click and collect’, as you are to “reverse your car in so the boot is onto the footpath where the trolley can pull up” – however, my ute has a tray, so no point reversing in, no boot. Groceries sit in front or back seat. So, they could be doing a “obey my authority” thing? There's no way I'd reverse into that car park, it's just too tight. So instead of blaming me for all your car park problems, dogs get off your arse and do something about it yourself, stop expecting me to write about it and something to happen. Image from 345Projects 26. Compulsory Dancing Class for Every Year in Primary School and High School, with Proper Courtesies Incorporated I remember this boy in primary school, he had a thing for me. I remember doing our third class ‘folk dancing’, and he just came and stood next to me, like he wanted to dance with me, but he didn't say anything, he just stood right in front of me glancing away - maybe he was too scared. We did end up dancing together everyone had to be paired up. As I recall, he was quite “professional” – a good dancer for a sweaty 9-year-old. I would have said yes had he asked. He later saw me at the pool and “bombed” me. Mm You know, if you can't communicate, you have got absolutely no chance of getting the girl. Well, I can't speak for other girls, but you've got no chance of getting me. After I wrote that, I thought about it some more, I thought about how true this is of me: I don't have much tolerance for people who can't communicate, it's like if you're a “social retard” you're not welcome in my life, bad luck, see ya, have a nice life!! And then it has occurred to me the reason I have so many “social retard” problems in my life is because of this little attitude of mine - it's like they are rebelling against me {rebelling because of their way that they were raised, by their stupid bimbo mothers, and over controlling teachers: so now they just have an instinct to rebel against everything – attention all motorbikers, this is YOU too}. When they get a whiff of my secret anti-social retard attitude, they automatically rebel: I am tormented by so many people: but they never ever talk to me, they just do stupid things like yell out from afar, steal from me, stalk me, or do signs – just like what a socially retarded person would do! No wonder I get pissed off: the very opposite of would I would like: moth to flame situation, a magnet for social retards. I wonder if just writing about it, it will stop? Could I be that lucky? Lol! You know the whole reason I was single in my 20’s could be because all men are social retards who can’t communicate!! Lol. But, it would not be the reason any longer. I am fairly certain I have encounted some dam good male communicators in my time. Btw, I certainly am no genius at problem-solving. Dancing is just a fun idea that I thought of, but I know there are a lot of savvy people who could think of solutions to this problem, and they should, and they should implement them: because this is a huge problem, particularly I feel, in Australia. I don't think times have changed too much since when I was back at school. I know this because I still have socially retarded problems from young people on Facebook . I really hope that boy is married now. 27. {this one maybe else where, but was not listed in my index?} Child Rearing: Learning to remember - no more zombies please Learning to remember starts before school age, give your kids an advantage in life by special influence and proper guidance. Any little things you do with your infant, will be advantageous to them, over other kids (competition), later on in life. There are probably heaps of astute parents that may already know how to do this. But, like my parents, there’s probably a lot, that have no idea where to even begin with their young infant. (Not that I am complaining about my parents, my mum knew and did a lot of savvy things, but this area would not have been known to her). So, I will give you a quick example. Show a young child an example of 2 items, each made from 2 slightly different materials, like iron or aluminium, or say, parrots and eagles, or say, parsley and wormwood - there are endless possibilities you could use (like tree species, local insect/bird species, car models, whale posters, hobby specific items…….). Point out the differences so he/she can see the difference between each. Then shortly after that, show him other things that are also made from each material. Then shortly after that, quiz him/her about what he just learnt; so, he learns to think back to what you showed him and identifies it with the material. Not only is he learning to recall back using memory, but he’s learning to make connections between one situation and another. Plus there is the added bonus, that this is actually fun for the child -children like learning about all sorts of things, they like their parents (that is people that they love), guiding them in this manner, and giving them valuable attention, being happy and positive - not only nourishing their brain, but also providing all important emotional support, that they will carry well into adulthood. And they say in general, a lot of brain stimulation in early childhood days, makes for a smart academic thinking mind. So, no more zombies please! Photo above shows a door that I liked from a previous rental, removable decals available for under $10 28. 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 bimbo mothers?? Step up government, and make them do parenting class. Also, I want to talk about apologising, I thought I had written about this but I can't seem to find it .... And whilst writing this I had difficulties; speaking in the third person, or the first person! As I don't often make mistakes, it's usually always the other way around, I often find myself a victim. The worst thing I've ever done, I did to myself, unfortunately (the hydrochloric acid throat burn). Or if I do mess up, I find it pretty easy to apologise - it's not a big deal for me, like it seems to be for other people, it's like their worst fear, is to be wrong. Probably goes back to the class room; straight A students have this issue, whereas people who are used to failing on the exam, can handle life situations better! Lol. As a 52-year-old now, I'm fairly savvy as to human nature, and I know for a fact, that if you do the wrong thing by someone, or vice versa, they're not going to forgive you, unless you go through a whole process. (No matter what they say at face value – underneath it, they will be holding a grudge). So, obviously depending on what the mess-up was, who the person is, the whole situation - the process is going to involve different requirements. Like in some situations, a lot of grovelling maybe required, or a lot of gifts…. But always, a sincere apology is needed; you know, like face-to-face, looking them in the eye - as in, taking time out of your day to go and see the person that you have wronged, then acknowledging how you made them feel by your fuckup, - what it was like for them; completely empathising with their side of the situation, whilst expressing regret and possibly including why they did it in the first place and what they will learn from their mistakes, and not do it in the future. And, maybe repeatedly until the victim can see they are being genuine. If done properly, you will get forgiveness. Somewhere along those lines. Now I've been wronged pretty much a lot of times in my life and I can assure you at no point as anyone ever done this. As I mentioned on my blog I do get a lot of "air apologies" that is when I'm walking down the street people just verbally yell out "sorry", this has happened so much, that I have finally come to the realisation that they are actually talking to me, apologising to me in cowardly manner, too cowardly to confront me because the way that they have done the wrong thing by me, involves sneakiness, like they steal from me without me even knowing who they are, or when the interaction is etc etc and aside from stealing there are numerous other ways women attack for no reason, other than selfishness, women are particularly passive aggressive, due to being cowards. Btw, no, I still do not forgive you for stealing from me. Sometimes I feel some women deliberately continue to steal from me in order to ‘teach me a lesson’ - the really antagonistic ones, the lesson being: that I have to forgive them, and then they will stop. Well guess what, I’m not going to, ha ha, there’s not going to be any second chances if you steal from me, that’s it, I write you off - you have no more chances ever, and it serves you bloody right you bloody stupid little thief with bimbo mother. (So, this is my attitude, but I figure if some stupid bimbo comes to her senses and apologies in above explained manner, I probably would… but I would not do so just for the sake of keeping the peace. As I mentioned before – that would be like giving the thief permission and the ‘ok’ that its fine to steal from me or anyone. And actually, the fact that some idiot may be upset because I won’t forgive then for stealing from me – is quite frankly a little amusing – oh shucks, you poor thing. I have a story in regards to forgiving some young woman back in 1993 or something - I was going to put this next little story after my other story, where I mentioned women really should start paying more attention to what they're saying, because if they're not fully aware and in the present, they can say things that they don't mean, but more than that, they can say things that they're not even aware that they're saying, it's like they're being driven by somebody else because they're not paying attention - somebody else close to them, possibly a member of their family, father husband, lover, who knows .....So, recently I was reminded of this girl that I had encountered many years ago when I was living at Hornsby, we were doing some sort of course, she was in the class, I think it was essential oil (?) only vague memories of the where and when, but I remember the girl well, we had been chitchatting in class, and this girl suddenly said something really nasty to me, disrespectful (actually this happens a lot, infact, whenever I encounter anyone, it's a regular occurrence for me - people are disrespectful and mean, and I know now, are not worth it). But usually, most of them have no idea what they said to me, it's like they kind of turned into a zombie, and they're just rambling on, and then the process being really nasty. Anyway, this girl realised what she said, I probably gave her a dirty look, and she stopped, then realized what she had said. (I am known for my entertaining ‘disgust face’ tactics!) So, she then attempted to make it up for me, she said her husband is learning Shiatsu massage, she said he's quite good and would I like a free Shiatsu to help his Prac. So, I can assure you, this apology totally worked! I was all in for a massage. And followed through the next week with it. Although I was kind of young back then and I didn't really need a massage, but never mind, at least I have experienced a Shiatsu. I can tell you I certainly could use one now at age 52! Of all the zombie women l have encounted she's the only person that's attempted to make it up for me. Although I suspect there have been others who do nice things I do not know about – like the cold treatment on the wildcat. Passive apologetic manner! Now while I talk about situations that require apologies, I have noticed there are many situations which do not require an apology, but people still expect one, like their ego is so big: like if you just make an observation about them, an impersonal observation, even like in a business transaction, so not personal, - they'll go out of their way to try and find a problem with you in some way, so that they can retaliate, like they turn trivial things, into a major personal battle. It's really stupid. I would say mentally unwell reaction. I wrote this initially for FB Gunnedah group: Special story for the mothers of Gunnedah - some things are difficult to hear, sometimes, the truth is UGLY. But it applies to the mothers in all communities I have lived in. At my current address there is some mother cynt who has a child under age 10, and uses him to steal – she sends her child in to steal and yesterday to pierce my spa – women, are SO not worth anything and that was a woman I don’t even know. Total stranger, no connections, just common dog scum. The ones I know, and are good friends with, are just as bad; back in my early 20’s, my car (mums car actually), broke down in Tamworth on the Tamworth Road coming home. I had to hitchhike home!! 50km back to Gunnedah! Finally, after 15 minutes or so, some nice old lady stopped, (actually, not sure she was very nice, but she said it happened to her once, she knew what I was going through. I was certainly grateful to her). Anyway, my friend said to me later, her and her mother drove past me at Tamworth that day and saw me trying to hitchhike - and didn’t stop!! They just kept driving - a totally not very nice person. We are no longer friends. 29. Rental Girl Antics at Sarina unit Take months to fix an essential problem like ceiling fan. Replace broken front door lock with cheap easily breakable one. So not provide ANY security in crime area for 2 years. And not provide any sound proofing between units. Turn up every 3 months and take photos of all my stuff. Not provide ME access to power safety switch, then not bother switching a tripped switch back on, ALL DAY. Plus lying about when it will be done. So Ergon ought to have fixed that so I have access, but they did not. Thieves. – Apparently Said she’ll do something and then doesn’t actually do it, and you have to constantly remind her to do it. She is unbearable and condescending, such irony coming from a stupid blonde. Don’t get me started on the leaking greywater plumbing and mould and insect problem. Also stole part bond due to their shoddy construction. Btw after finally the new bad lock was put on the front door, the next morning, in my carport, all the boxes had been pushed over: I suspect whoever has been coming in and stealing my food on a nightly basis, has got the shits because suddenly they couldn’t get in, and so they’ve thrown a tantrum by picking up my boxes and throwing them around? It could be the old guy in number 10 or was that 9; he’s prone to throwing tantrums. At this point I realized this stupid rental girl does not realize all the problems that I have to endure, inregards to dogs and security (neighbourhood dogs and car hoon dogs, not to mention stalking shopgirl dogs). So, I wrote her a letter trying to explain it, whilst trying to sound as sane as I could. It was not long after that, that I was given notice, and then by chance found somewhere 50,000 times better, albeit another relocation. So I am not sure if she had something to do with this new spot, I suspect, out of guilt, it does. So I will not name her, because it really is 50,000 times better. 30. Rosey I wanted to check something in this story, when I went to look for it - it was gone. I spent two hours looking for it, on the computer, Microsoft, oh my god, search results are pathetic. But then I looked everywhere on all of my emails, which it would've been in my emails numerous times, it also would've been on Google Photos, and a few other places, but it was not there. GONE. STOLEN. So, I'm going to have to do the whole story again. It's about Rosey my cat who was kidnapped for 3 months and starved, while I was living in Melbourne. Rosey by the way, was a male cat, but he was named after my country bumpkin neighbour told me he was female! So, Rosey stuck. I said in my story ‘he was kidnapped by the will of a stupid vet’. I believe this was the offensive part and the reason why it was deleted (?). Believe it – it’s really true. No point in denying the truth computer hackers, it always reveals itself. I had taken Rosey to a vet to get a mandatory vaccination {to cut a long story short I was unable to put them in a cattery for the night when my sister's bloody flatmate said she was “allergic” to cats and refused to have my cats for the night. Lying bitch} And, on the table, the vet accused my cat of being fat and overweight (!). He clearly didn't understand my cat was a Mainecoon and Mainecoon cats are notoriously big -he was not overweight at all. Rosey was actually pretty small for Mainecoon, they can get huge, absolutely ginormous, a big build – not a fat build – complete BLIND VET. Really naïve. No idea about different cat breeds: young male idiot. However, at the time when he said it, I wasn't offended by his comment, I just said quietly to him "oh no, he's not, he’s part Mainecoon, they are big cats". I just said it in a soft voice. It wasn't condescending or antagonistic, but this guy must've had such a huge ego that ‘someone has contradicted what he says about something’ – {“well I’m the Dr and I know best”}, so it started the wheels of his evil will; I believe because of that sentence “fat”, my cat was kidnapped and STARVED by either that uneducated vet or neighbourhood stupid little people who worship “professionals” ?? One or the other? Or both?. Disgusting. I don’t remember the name of that vet in Melbourne, otherwise I would be naming and shaming them. ”Oh did you make a mistake?” Too bad!! Too late!! Can’t go back in time and THINK before you act STUPID!! Course, it may not have had anything to do with the vet after that comment….. I will include that whole story, so the following day, or the next, after the vet, Rosey, disappeared from the back yard. I put out flyers and contacted local council. And, I had a call from local council the next week, saying, ‘we know where your cat is’, they gave me an address. So, I went there, and there was a guy there, a man in his late 40’s/50’s I would say. He said that the cat had been hanging out next to his Avery. He had a large caged bird Avery in his messy unkept back yard, and he said he saw Rosey in the long grass nearby. He showed me where. Rosey must have given up trying to get the birds and slept nearby in the long knee high grass. But, he wasn't there at the moment. So, I said that I'll come back when he was there, could he could he call me? I can't actually remember the details now, as someone turned up in the middle of our conversation, and in retrospect, I think it was Cathy Goldman?? So, the whole situation was very weird, especially as the guy seemed to be one of those people that hates cats, and then when he met me, he would probably fall into the category of someone who hates women as well. I was not offensive to him, not disrespectful, but I DO NOT WORSHIP MEN, I believe he may have picked up on that and deeply resented it; most men I have discovered, like to be treated like they are some sort of God - which is really weird, because most men are complete fucking idiots – with exactly this behaviour as described below. {I guess most women like playing that game with them, indulging them, I however do not. Don't get me started how I feel about bloody women}. Anyway, I never heard from that guy, I went back up there again several times with no one home. That house was about 5km from where I was renting. So, I just don't know what happened to Rosie at all, whether he was still there, whether that guy had locked him up, or killed him. It was a very traumatic time for me. One day I was just furious about it, and I happen to be downtown, and there was a big traffic jam on road - I could see and hear people in their cars getting pissed off in the jam. And so, I'm standing there by the road watching them, all the cars pile up, and mad people, and I start to think: well, serves you right bloody Melbourne people for kidnapping my cat!! I was way more mad than how one feels in a mere traffic jam. So that night, about 730pm, I heard this loud car tyre screech out the front of my house, and about 5 seconds later, there at the back glass sliding door was Rosey! Plus, then the car could be heard hooning off. So, somebody found my cat and returned it to me. And poor Rosie was starving; he was skin and bones. He would've been gone 3 months of not eating except for what he could catch, he was a pretty good hunter, but Melbourne is full on ‘suburbia’, so hunting would be very limited. I was pleased to have him back. To say the least. But he was never quite the same, like he had been frightened whilst away. Terrorized. He had a fear response with a whistle noise, so someone was terrorizing him with whistling. That person deserves a bullet. So, I believe that guy in that house DID kidnap my cat and terrorized him. Seems to be the favourite thing for people to do; to terrorize anyone they can, and pick on animals if they have no person to pick on. An Australian stupid thing, and not restricted to men, I experience the same from women all the time, but not such an aggressive manner as this. Women are passive aggressive. But that guy was an arsehole bird keeper. He may have been in conjunction with Cathy Goldman? May or may not have? She may only have had something to do with finding out where my cat was; the dog network?? Or she was incahoots with the vet? Or incahoots with the young stupid people who were influenced by the vet?? Who knows, but there are some nasty types of people, with the common theme of stupidity. And I need to say: not all university graduates are smart, so-called professionals, may be or MAY NOT BE. As I rewrite this in 2025, I am reminded of an incident where a local doctor was disrespectful to me, and intern, later that week, I had a bunch of about 10 young people, I don't think they were kids, but young adults next door (I can give you the address if you contact me; I usually have no qualms about putting the address of perpetrators online, but in this particular case I will give away where I live if I give you my next door neighbour’s address!), so, they not only were verbally harassing me in the evenings, for about a week, by coming right down to my fense, - they had a fire going, but they turned up the heater on my veranda aquarium, and ‘cooked’ my fish – about 20 died. It's totally related to the disrespect from professional people. They copy them, or let them “set the bar” so to speak. I don't know why young people think that other people are so good? And why they think they should copy them? But ‘young and impressionable’ is more likely to be ‘young and stupid’. The whole thing is male related male stupidity. Seems women have more common sense in the area of pets. Well, that'll be something, isn't it? Life Stories P21 STOLEN ITEMS About P1, About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. LIFE STORIES P1 View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love My Garden I Love My Grden June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life 3. June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is the house at Piallaway near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia, where I had my childhood. I absolutely loved this house and growing up on the farm (“Holwood”) We moved here from Tamworth, where we had our family house at Limbri, on the market, and we stayed in this Holwood house until that Limbri house sold -which was 5 years! 5 years, can you believe it - no one wanted to live on acreage at that point! And we rented this house from a wonderful family who lived next door across the paddocks, at “Clifton”. We were often over at their place playing with their kids and swimming in their salt water pool. They had horses! Occasionally the farmer would slaughter a beast and give our family plenty of cuts- can you believe that? What a landlord, they don’t make them like that anymore!! While we were living on that farm, in Australia we still had cracker night. A time when you lit a big bonfire, and set off fireworks. You could buy them at the local shops, the newsagency sold them if I recall, it was a long time ago. Apparently, too many careless Australian bogans were setting off firecrackers and injuring themselves, and so they ban it. But, it was awesome, every year for a couple of weeks prior, the farmer landlord would collect logs and branches with his tractor and pile them at least 4m high, in a big bonfire. (Now I've definitely written this story before goodness knows what happened to it - not on my PC). I loved watching all the fireworks go off, dad and Prue would buy heaps, my favourite was the little parachute one; after it went off, it dropped a parachute, and we'd all race and get the parachute.... Such happy memories. Oh and the sparklers, weren't they fun! Too bad about the careless Bogans, they ruin everything. In this photo our cousins were staying (the Bones), that’s me in the red parker standing next to dad. My room was on the very corner of the house, you can see my double doors on the veranda in the photo. By the way, both my parents were from Sydney. I was born in Sydney, at mum‘s hospital where she worked as a nurse, Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital. When I was 2yrs old, mum decided that she wanted to raise her family in the ‘clean country air’. Dad got a job with the Department of Education and so we packed up and moved to Limbri. When I was seven mum had met a lot of friends who were actually from Gunnedah, the next town over from Tamworth, so she asked dad to put in a transfer to move to Gunnedah Dep of Agriculture, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married -just like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. My sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke, which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} – I also wrote about the hottest day, in 2020, on my blog, but could not find it – gone. The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually, I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So, they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. So, anyway, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back to me at the table, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, but as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ I was somewhat reluctant, but he persisted. He took me into the living room that had a fire blazing, “look” he said “pretty e-lily, pretty” - and there I saw, a HUGE burning blazing red ember log, had rolled out onto mums thick woollen handmade rug below the fireplace and was smouldering away in that wool, getting ready to burn the whole timber federation house down. Tomas, must have remembered and knew about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! I do like pretty things! And soon after my scream, dad was there to rescue the house and put the log back. I should mention that rug, was one of those long shag pile rugs that you make with a latch Hook and place each individual length of 12cm long wool yarn into the base rug. We would all tease mum about making it, because the rug was about 4m x 5m, and we didn't think there was any chance she would get it finished, and she used to give us each a latch Hook and ask us to help her! After about 40cm across, she realised it was too big, so she gave up and folded the unfinished rug bit under the part that was done, and put it in front of the fireplace! Lol. Also it would've been probably a few weeks before this incident, when I was going through a ‘Can-Can’ phase, I might've been 12 or 13, I can't exactly remember my age, but I was doing the Can-Can in the kitchen, I was seeing how high I could get my leg, and I got it so high, that I fell straight down on my butt, it bloody hurt, I let out a huge scream, and little Tomas was in the next room, and he would have heard just exactly how loud my screen is Lol! Actually, here's a good spot to mention; in our family, everyone was involved with their own situation, as in, their own individual lives, everyone was busy, and we all had friends, and a lot of ‘life’, going on outside the family unit. So, no one was really too preoccupied at any time, with what somebody else was doing. I mentioned that, because it seems that there are many people who don't know what this is like, they seem to be so far removed from themselves, that they can only concern themselves with what other people are doing. So, for those people that form obsessions with other people, (unhealthy obsessions), I blame their parents for not encouraging them to be active and involved in the community as kids. This is where all the leeches were! 7. The Leech Story - the above photo shows where t he leeches were! Cockburn River at Limbri - such happy memories of picnicking, well barbecuing, b y the river, as a young family. The house was about 500m up the road from that spot. I want to share a little story, as recently I was trapped by certain bullies of society and this story is for them. When I was a little girl I was fortunate enough to live on a farm that had a river running alongside it. One weekend we were down there as a family swimming -the thing with this river, is there were giant leeches all along the shoreline, and you had to swim out to where it was flowing quite fast if you didn’t want to get eaten by leeches. And me, being a little girl, wasn’t too pleased with this arrangement and one time when everyone was out the middle of the river swimming and I was still on the shoreline, I saw 2 of these huge big fat leeches (there about 12cm long) and so I kind of trapped them by building a little circle out of rocks and dirt, they couldn’t get out, they were just swimming round and round. So we left and that was the end of that, it was a distant memory, only some years later at school, on an outward bound excursion, we had been walking quite a lot, and we found ourselves sitting down in the forest resting, and all of a sudden this huge giant leach jumped onto the crotch of my jeans and was wriggling about in a very menacing manner - all the girls screamed, including me. Lucky one levelheaded girl emerged and removed it for me. So I believe this leach ‘leached’ onto me purely as a result of trapping those two leeches many years before. Such is life and the way it works. Watch out SM. The photo next to that is our Bieman family from 1988, we were in Sydney on holidays staying with Grandma Bieman; 8. Bieman Family 1988 with Story to try and Tackle ‘Quality Inhibited’ parenting in Australia The older I get, the more I figure how naive my family, and most families are, about certain fundamentals. (As savvy as my parents were). Countless times I’ve observed parents (actually not thinking of mine here) berating their child to me, because they might be embarrassed about them in front of someone else, and by berating, I mean, putting down, implying that their child is stupid or inadequate, and hopeless, behind the child’s back. They do it in the hopes that the other person (me) doesn’t think this, before they say so. This comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fears of inadequacies (which they probably are anyway), and so this is inevitably projected onto their child. This is really wrong, I can’t believe so many Australian parents do it. Have some family pride, learn pride, teach pride to your kids. You have to try and raise kids that aren’t hopeless, that’s your aim as a parent. It’s your job to do so. Also, the importance of discussions (and I am thinking of my family here), discussions with your kids about ‘bad’ things that happen in life, is important – if it happened to you, chances are, it will happen to 1 of your kids, that’s how it works. Encourage discussions. If you get an opportunity to tell your child an ’honest-truth’, take it, relish it. Lying does not protect your child, get gritty and grimy. Also discuss money, how much money the family is earning, talk about the family budget, really teach kids about money from an early age, and personal finances, private family money matters, and why they can’t spend money on toys all the time, or talk about finances to their friends. Friend jealousy. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away, out of their childhood community, lose in my opinion. As there is more of a chance that launching their career within the community where they were raised, will result in happier souls with a sense of place and community. My parents sent 2 of my siblings off for 12 months on exchange in high school, one went to Finland the other went to Canada, and well, neither of them had anything negative to say about the experience, but I personally believe it’s not a good idea to send your child away anywhere - a child needs its family for various reasons one of those reasons is protection against unseen forces. The metaphysical world. The world that you can sometimes see portrayed in the art world. Those real human ‘forces’ can see someone that doesn’t have their family support around them, and will go on the passive aggressive attack, just because they can. I know as an adult I have experienced such situations, so I know the importance of keeping your child protected. Some people believe this is a religious thing, like if the child is “confirmed” then he she will be protected anyway. And, having now witnessed many different family situations. I can’t tell you how fortunate it was as a child, to not have a broken family, to have stability and not have people coming and going all the time, knowing that when I got home from school, mum would be there getting dinner underway, and dad would be home later. That kind of security I had growing up, enables a strong sense of self, and inner assurance. Also, if someone is attacking you (not a family member) but a bully, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, they are not only having a go at you, but they are having a go at your whole family, as you’re all related with the same DNA, you think similarly. My family and many families I’ve met, don’t get the whole concept of ‘you’re from the same place, therefore you’re on the same side, and you have to stick together, have one another’s back so to speak, in order to win FAIRLY in life. (Same with a childless couple - you’re on the same side). I put FAIRLY in capital letters, as unfortunatly I have seen many people try to win unfairly. Stupid thieves. Anyway, I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t get this, you’re UNWISE, and you need to rethink your whole thought process. Note in the photo in the bottom right corner, there, lying on the grass is a Listerine bottle, I had to laugh when I saw it – Dad used to rinse his mouth every day with Listerine, he never had to go to the dentist ever!! So much a part of daily life, it somehow got caught in the shot!!! Dad btw, worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. {Its ALL about punishment (and still is – the Australian police cannot lock me up so the give me fake speeding tickets 3x$500 – punishment for “name calling” – idiots.)}. So, dad was the inadvertent fly on the wall – NOT a spy or informant. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then a few years later the Department of Agriculture. It's a little ironic, and reassuring that dad played a somewhat small but important role in the closing down of those disgusting mental health institutions. Our family just doesn't like them: they are cruel and unfair. Lol. And ha ha corrupt power tripping police in Queensland. I wanted to mention dad, because I've had major problems with people stealing from me as you know from reading this blog, and one thing I've noticed, these girls think that I'm really rich, "I'm repeatedly hearing it, especially between 2020 and 2023, and before at Rangari "oh you’re really rich" it's like a dog call, those bimbos on television the ones on Netflix who steal from me I believe, it's one of the main reasons they steal from me without any qualms, they think rich people deserve to be stolen from, since the bimbo dogs are poor, (obviously they're stupid). And it's a little bizarre why they would think I am rich, since I haven't been working full-time since 1999 (if you don't work you don't have any money - der fred!). So, then I thought these stupid dogs maybe thought dad was really rich? So, I want to mention what dad did for a living; he had a government job as an accountant. He was not a business tycoon. Lol. He used to collect stamps. He became the manager of his division after 20 years or so. He died with 1 house that still had a mortgage. The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside?}. The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now! J - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, worked a couple of years, I went to a friend’s house for a holiday who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. But I do feel Travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. 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. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story; I’ve heard counsellors winge of the same phenomenon. They frequently get men in to see them, because their main anger/issue in life, is that they don’t have a girl/partner/wife, somebody, that they can boss around – So the fact of not having a girlfriend or wife, is NOT the issue, the issue is that they don’t have somebody that they can boss around AND CONTROL. (!!) (btw, I expect that’s the reason a lot of mothers have kids too, WRONG REASON) Plus, this particular female councillor said, they will actually try to ‘boss’ her around during the session, as like in, wishfully thinking she was a bimbo wife, or dogsbody. I might say to such person, hey start gardening, you can control that plus reward yourself with a good garden and food!! Or get a dog! – but I have seen those woman who put their ‘trained dogs’ on show, you know, have them jumping through hoops and the like -MAN THOSE WOMEN ARE SICK – fully dysfunctional, but they and anyone paying money to see such a show, would have NO IDEA exactly how mentally retarded they are. Having said that, I have encounted a lot of bimbo women in my life, I have talked about it - the dogs go and get them deliberatley, so they can use them to manipulate while they ‘sleepy’, they show off. Like how I mentioned the Wainberg girl (dog), manipulated her sister that day in the park, same thing. I don’t know if they are getting these bims for her, so she can use them to have a go at me, or perhaps there is a whole spate of dogs in rotation? But I have encounted a lot of really clueless women in my time as a result of their trying to impress (impress someone?) with their manipulation tactics. So those men who are so adamant in trying to control a woman – go and find one of those bim types, they will need help in everything they do, if only for just keeping the dogs away who want to use them to manipulate other people. SAVE ME!! Lol you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness). Anyway, so, I have people in the street, total strangers to me – perhaps they are neighbours? Perhaps they are bored council workers? Perhaps they are old school girls? Perhaps they are all the sister/brothers of my friends?; who try to control me, as I am single. STUPID MORONS. And I say stupid morons, because that’s what it comes down to; an absolute total lack of respect for anyone else, thinking they are superior and can make the best decisions for somebody else. AS IF, AND SO OFFENSIVE, so condescending. And thinking that they know better than everyone, and therefore are entitled to boss around other people. The whole thing is vile and disgusting. Bimbo related, only someone who is stupid would do this to someone else. No compassion, no empathy, no morals - stupid. This is exactly where the whole nazi problem in Australia stems from, this exact phenomena, and it’s not just single men who do it, there are plenty of women to, married ones especially - honestly most women have no idea how stupid they are. Plus, I believe it is even an issue that kids too, they suffer from this phenomenon, due to their own nazi parents, they too, look for someone to try and control. So, a lot of people looking for someone to control, rather than looking for someone to love. So mixed up and dysfunctional, it is BIZARRE. BTW, wanting to have control is not a bad thing, but trying to control someone else, is the issue, especially a complete stranger, someone that does not ask you to interfere in their life at all – or gives you permission. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMSISSION. So, this is how they ‘passively aggressively’ try to control me. I’ve mentioned before I have people on phones doing signs (read my story about flash mobs pre flash mobs just below). So, if I go into a shop where they don’t think I should go, then they verbally shout out at me from across the street (out of sight) - harass me, or do something like start banging something really loudly, as in, like what a child would do throwing a tantrum. But if I go into a shop where they think it’s okay, like if I go into Vinnies, then that would be okay - going into Vinnies is ok, because I’m really poor, so I belong in Vinnies, and they don’t harass me. (Vinnies - it’s got to be a woman doing it) But if I try to go in a hardware shop, forget about it. And you wouldn’t believe what happens if I go to a doctor for some sort of medical problem (I did describe what happened one time when I was at Gin Gin medical Centre - stupid dogs, read my “Red Rubber fulcrum for physio” photo story) and I have written about it before when I walk past a restaurant or coffee shop – I always get verbally shouted at by unknown people if I venture to near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry one night. I went down to the Chinese take-out, and there was a family, husband, wife and a little boy sitting in the cafe. And they started talking about me and how I shouldn’t be there ordering food, it was quite strange. They all three were total strangers, I’ve never seen them before. I do not know them, I do not believe they knew me, why they were questioning where I was eating, I can only imagine it was because I was on my own. When most people when you see them out at a restaurant they’re not usually on their own - so this whole family couldn’t handle the fact that I was there ordering (not even eating) on my own. STUPID PEOPLE STUPID FAMILY. (There is the possibility that they are dogs from entertainment industry, knew I would be there, and so arranged an attack – a personal attack on me?? – like a coward) But, really and truly, this is the kind of bullshit that I have to live with every day, it has been this way ever since I can remember in my adult life. You might not think it's that bad; hearing someone just yell out verbally, out in public. But I can assure you, it is! It is akin to a dog barking at me out in public area, like obviously that person thinks that I shouldn't be there, and starts barking, like a territorial dog. It's REALLY OFFENSIVE, and it doesn't just happen at once or twice, it happens every single time I go near a food place! And if I say that that's what they're doing; being verbally aggressive and yelling out obscenities, then that's what they're doing!! Someone suggested that it's just because there's girls in the food places, laughing at me as I walk by, and I just think they're laughing at me, as in, a psychological problem! WELL NO, wrong completely. I'm aware of normal typical restaurant sounds thank you very much, I have no delusions about anything, and can see quite plainly what it is going on. If I say they're yelling out to me in aggressive manner like a dog, then that's what they're bloody doing -if you too offended just by hearing me describe what they do, imagine what it’s like for me at the time. (After I wrote this, I happened to have to walk by a food court, banking related, and there where about 6 old men standing around, ‘placed’ ! – trying to curb all the stupid dogs!!! Lol). So, but, as you can imagine by now at this point in my life, 52, I don't really go anywhere near food places, try not to. Drive-through Maccas is my favourite place to go because it's relatively peaceful (although I frequently have someone in a sleek black car following me there??). Like, even when I used to shop at bunnings, and walked past the bunnings cafeteria; abusive dog yelling out obscenities – most of the time it is not legible, but like aggressive grunts/yells, reprimands. So in 2025, I have a theory as to why women yell out at me in this aggressive dogbark manner: (aside from the fact that they are non-thinking dogs), it relates to me and my “immense liking and enjoyment” of food. So just my personal thoughts of some foods, can evoke a thought reaction that may sound sensual, mmmm - to A DOG. And so out in public, if some stupid dog thinks she hears something sensual, she without thinking, like, in a confused state, gets angry, because “you can't have sex on the street, that's wrong, so clear off” (!) - without fully thinking the whole thing through - DUMB DOG. Fucking wake up. Btw, when I was younger, say in my 20’s - it didn’t start off like this, they were more like ‘accompanying’ me, so if I wanted to go somewhere then they would do signs to like ‘clear the path’ so to speak, actually traffic light people were involved, I’m not going to get into that though (all green lights – yah!). At those particular times, I was just amused at such antics that people, total strangers, get up to, and was not concerned about these people at all. I didn’t consider them a nuisance or intolerable. But over the years instead of like ‘accompanying’ me or ‘helping’, they have evolved into being ‘nazi dictators’ under the pretence of “helping and guiding”. They are unbearable. It’s like they have grown to have big egos and be selfish, in the same manner bullies become bullies, because nobody stands up to them, and thieves continue to steal because they never get caught. It’s kind of an odd concept for me, acting in such a way towards total strangers, I really thought about what motivates people to do bad over-controlling behaviour like this, and I think it all just comes down to stupidity. Like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was peabrain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! So, I would be way smarter than people who are trying to “help” me, which makes it so ridiculous, ludicrous and ironic. I don’t need someone to tell me what shop I should go into, and what street I should go down to get there. NEVER HAVE. I do believe it reached a point where they would set traps, so if I didn’t go down the street, then they would send their council friends to block the street off with fake roadworks. So, then they could say ha ha, you should’ve listened to us, and done what we said, as in, played our ‘Simon Says’ game. (There most definitely has been quite a few fake roadworks that I’ve passed by, although Council has more money now, and even the fake ones put out their expensive machinery to make it look like they’re actually doing something.) And you know what, I have never seen this kind of manipulative behaviour in a movie – and I have seen 1000’s of people’s life stories in the form of movies. But once when I was watching the news, they were doing a segment on Whitney Houston, in her later older years, it was a live ‘unprepared’ interview on the street. And I could see she had the dogs, plain as day, you could hear them from afar, on the camera. Anyone watching would have thought it was just the Press hounding her like that, but I am not so sure – just reminded me so much of the dogs that hound me – and I certainly do not have Press that follow me around.) By the way in the past, usually it’s always women (little girls) who have done this “trying to control me” behaviour, some people have coined an expression for it – “Ride her like a horse”, (people on channel 7), but I think the boys are copying the girls, as now I hear male voices yelling out, verbally harassing me from across the street, in the past it’s always been female voice that shouts/yells verbal harassment. {Actually, at the moment its either some girl or a toll truck driver following me, and I’ve noticed often, over the past few years, lately, that they have been trying to manipulate the situation in order that I will ‘lose’. If you read my photo story called “bank staff trying to unempower customers”, that’s a pretty good example of what I mean here. It’s like they’re trying to change destiny, and the way that things are meant to unfold, and they know that’s what they’re doing, and that’s what they’re getting off on, ‘playing God’, this again goes back to the girls I went to school with, in church, who later work at Bunnings and Mitre 10 - all girls trying to play God, there’s a big cult of them, the dog network, as I call it. Those girls are really stupid, they don’t know that they’re going to get their comeuppance.} Like I said, I’ve encountered many bimbos in my life, so those dysfunctional control freaks should go and find one of the stupid ones - leave me the fuck alone you stupid dogs. I have a right to be single and go from A to B without being harassed. Do you see how fucked this country is STILL, I recommend not having kids. I know I would never have kids in such an ugly world. BTW I find most women don’t like being around people they can’t control. And by other people I mean other women. They actually get pissed off, if they can’t control the situation and then cause conflicts. They even have the audacity to take it further- in my situation at least they do; because they can’t control me, they then blame me for the conflict that they’ve created - because they’re so pissed off that they can’t control the situation. I find most people quite absurd. I’ve had a lot of experience with women like this my grandmother was particularly like this, but also her daughter my aunt and my sister all want to try and control the situation and none of them realised that none of them were smart enough to control the situation anyway. My Grandmother especially used to get very upset if her perception of reality was contradicted, like she always thought men to be smarter than women, but when I came along and proved otherwise, she was so angry, she smashed her glass into the kitchen sink!  However, my grandmother seemed to have major passive dysfunctional problems, the biggest one, in fact, was to try and create ‘the common enemy’, so she and whoever she was talking to, could have something to talk about. She couldn’t ever talk to someone without bitching and ‘playing sides’ like that, for her, that was the only way she knew how to communicate with her friends or family, she did not know how to be ‘equals’, she subconsciously thought there should be a ‘hierarchy’, and bitching about someone made her feel important and superior, actually very sad, and it’s too bad that nobody pointed out this to her, when she was alive. Although she did start having a go at my little brother, when we were talking one-day, and I pretty much stopped her in her tracks, I didn’t have any more problems with her regarding my brother, but I don’t think she fully understood what she did; her personal dysfunction. And you know, this is why I have such happy memories of going over to the beach, because grandma usually never accompanied us, it was so nice not to have to listen to anyone bitch about another member of the family or friends (or neighbours). And, someone told me, a guy named Billy Baxter was doing Simon Says, he worked on the radio, apparently. He was from Gunnedah too, I never met him, but I think I saw him in Melbourne when I was there, he was surrounded by about 10 young girls (I would say 10 young bimbos, possibly thieves?). Maybe he wants to be “Billy the Kid”. RACK off. Another theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, some T staples which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me, so I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. It may be just a conspiracy theory but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. You know, if you feel you need to “help me” when you see me, perhaps you could send donations to my PayPal account; farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com - that would actually be helpful!! Or buy some of my seeds or fabrics. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Or my bathroom needs cleaning, toilet could be due for a scrub! GET REAL!!! I know just writing about nazi behaviour has reduced it. 22. Australian building practises, its renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS This is how I am dressed atm inside my rental (2021). At night, I can literally feel my head shrinking because of the cold, and the lackadaisical building techniques that Australia allows. Really every single residential home needs to be brick, preferably double brick, in Australia brick has insulating properties that protects people from heat and cold illnesses, and those illnesses are silent killers. Living in a well-insulated house is how to protect yourself against many diseases. (Not to mention the flu virus) The photo showing me all 'rugged' up was taken at Gin Gin in winter, surprisingly, they actually get an occasion mild frost there. But you ought to have seen what I looked like in winter at Gunnedah - literally 7 jumpers, I looked like a sheep ready to be shorn! (lucky I am a knitter). This cold weather allergy is all Centrelink’s fault with forced work at the Nursing home {still affecting me 15yrs later - do you think I am entitled to workers comp HA AS IF}. It is also part caused by substandard housing with little insulation. As this story has had such an impact on my life, I want to repeat myself; about the total scam CENTERLINK Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional - DELUSIONAL - it is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, (first time in my life due to a burnt throat the season before) and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (those women at Centrelink ought to be SHOT) at that workplace, a nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever. 3YRS of mild fever too. Here is a good spot to mention; a few years earlier before this incident, I saw an ad for a Pat Parelli Horsemanship workshop, out past Coolah. (Do you see the dogs). At the time, I thought well that sounds fun, I love horses, so I went, drove down there, but little did I know, out past Coolah (can’t quite remember where it was now (some girls farm)), it was much colder there than in Gunnedah, and from the moment I got out of the car, I was basically freezing - the whole day, freezing. FREEZING. I wanted to stay on though, and hear what they had to say. Because I had a great interest in horses, eventually I left, went home, and had a hot bath. I didn’t get sick, not the flue, nor a cold, nor even a sniffly nose, after enduring 4hrs or so of FREEZING. This tells me, I mean, I knew it already, but this is proof, it’s not the cold that gives you the flu or pneumonia, it’s literally a contagious virus that is the problem. (That horsemanship day was scam, I bet it was Charlotte Powell’s property, Amy Powell was from Coolah – I tell you, obsessed with me) And, in retrospect, the seven games of natural horsemanship is a great philosophy, and there are elements of people out there who really have no idea how to behave around animals, and in fact they’re quite cruel, and they don’t have a caring nature, but they still want to go horse-riding; Pat Parelli’s seven games of natural horsemanship is for them. It is for people who need to learn how to be caring. It would be for Charlotte Powell. I can definitely say, I needed not have bothered to go, this is not something I needed to learn, I already had those attributes. Anyway, why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. Actually, as soon as it drops below 20°C, I can feel a change in my head, I become slightly lethargic, that feeling you get when you’re an immune is fighting, it may be confused with feeling hungry/slightly dizzy. So, some people reckon that it’s just an automatic immune response that doesn’t actually mean anything, that your body has been tricked into reacting in a certain way, it’s the same reason why they believe asthmatic people have asthma attacks, it’s just an immune response. I am not sure about this? maybe virus has somehow got in, found your weakness and somehow has made a permanent place for itself in your immune? and when feeling giddy, it is a serious attack on the body and your immune is fighting it. That’s why you can feel it. So, the experts don’t know what exactly your immune is fighting, and why cold weather triggers some sort of bad reaction (try sitting in a waiting room under the air con – what a disaster! - of course my burnt damaged throat allows the ‘badies’ in) Although, at least I’m not in Gunnedah still, it’s much colder in Gunnedah - at night, at times it got so cold I could literally hear my brain slowing right down, my thought process was in ‘slow motion’, it was quite bizarre. Later I was told that this happens in Antarctica; a couple of researchers were down there, and they experienced the same thing when they were outside doing their checks. It’s a known phenomenon that happens in cold weather – although obviously the Gunnedah temperature would be considerably warmer than Antarctica, which tells me, there’s definite weird problem going on, as far as I’m concerned. It was triggered by a virus (100% sure about this), plus, I believe it was given to me deliberately (that last deliberate part, may be debatable, some people in high places said they would know about it if that was happening, but I am not so sure….) - signed the form so I would not sue them. They knew at least if you work there, you will get sick. Not sure what they were so worried about, no lawyer in Australia would sue Centrelink anyway, lawyers in Australia are all way too whipped. Did Centrelink think I was going to win the lottery, so I could afford a fancy $50,000 lawyer to sue them? “That girl has definitely got a chance of winning the lottery…..“ lol, well, you know what there’s hope then, if the government, thinks that I might have a chance of winning the lottery, there’s hope!! I have to update this in 2025 because I found a place further north my head no longer gets giddy in winter although I do still have to sleep with a beanie on in winter but it is a fantastic spot and I can't believe my luck and fortune. So in Gunnedah and all other rentals since, (since it is cheap rentals that have the worst insulation ), those homes did not have sufficient heating, and this probably perpetuated my 'cold allergy'. Plus I also realise that food and diet has a lot to do with coping with illness, the better you eat the better, the better your body can deal with sickness. And from looking at my little pussycat; the better you eat, the longer you will live, regardless of what's wrong with you. I do suspect my mother who was adopted at age 2, was nutritionally starved before she was adopted, and this played a role in her illness. And in fact anyone who has dementia I suspect it can be traced right back to from when they were in the womb and pour nutrition, particularly people who went through the war, and went through periods of starvation. Just a feeling and somewhere along the lines of Socrates. 23. Poor Renters in Australia 🎻Monday, 7 August 2023 (I pretty much update this every time they steal something precious to me) As I watched my current landlord farmer one Saturday (2019) drive by my cottage in his cattle truck, down the hill then back around past my house again, REPEATEDLY – ALLDAY, (what a nutter), I decided, as a lifelong 45yr old female renter, I would compose a list of hardships that renters have to endure. Aside from that kind of obvious car nuisance harassment. 1. Landlords coming around when it pleases them to go on personal power trips about irrelevant issues, male landlords especially. (Darcy Ward, Steve Carter – not even my landlord). Female ones wanting me and everyone to be like her child, so she can boss them – weird. GO AWAY. 2. Once I had a female landlord (not mentioning any names, Julie Knapman) that kicked me out because she only wanted cash (she was screwing the government), and the other main reason (as I was paying cash, I just did not want to and asked to do it by bank transfer – same as how EVERYBODY else does it), was because I was happy. It really ticked her off every time we spoke, so she kicked me out, jealous! As I was moving from their house, she was in a car and she kind of chased me down the driveway and pushed me off the road into the paddock, what a total dog nutter. LITTLE GIRL Plus, I’m 100% sure she and her daughter used to go to the house when I wasn’t there and have a nosy around, she used to freak my cat out, and they killed the unusual spider who lived at the front door. I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. But I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”-I wonder if they’ve changed it, edited it….) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after that encounter with her, I won various awards at school and in Gunnedah for fashion related projects, it was expected that I would work in the fashion industry. {Although I suspect there may have been some manipulations going on, as in year 10, I was contemplating leaving at the end of that year and attending the famous Ryde Cookery school, as I did love to cook, even went down there and checked it out, even enrolled. But after I started Textiles and Design in 3rd term of year 10, and did so well at it, I decided I would stay on – so I suspect this may have been a bit of a sinister plot on behalf of the school, who wanted paying customers to stick around. Possibly in retrospect it would’ve been better for me if I left at the end of year 10 - but really who knows. When school finished (1991), I would have been quite happy just to stay at home, in the family home in Gunnedah and see what panned out, (probably would have just remained unemployed…{I did have a woodworking project going on, consisting of building a large dolls house – not really sure why, possibly the only thing really on my mind – I want a house!, and yes, I should have been an architect…Do you know, if someone had of told me back when I was seven years old or something, that the only possible way you’re ever going to be able to build your own dream home when you’re older, is if you become an architect - I’m pretty sure I would’ve set about becoming one. But anyway, back then, and when I was 18, the concept of being an architect was not conceivable. But my mother would not hear of me staying in her house, she packed me up and basically dragged me down to Sydney, enrolled me in the fashion production course at Hornsby Tafe, and set me up in a flat in the wannabe hoity-toity suburb of Chatswood. Little did she know that the couple she selected me to live with were hard and fast potheads, and were totally addicted to their lifestyle consisting of coming home from work and sitting down to consume 30 hits of the bong! - then doing it all over again the next day, and every! It was quite an introduction for me into the Sydney adult world. The couple were very lovely, and seemingly very normal, and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion were their motivation (this would stem from nazi parents, nazi school teachers 100% over controlling, power tripping ways of raising children – such stupidity in this area, still). I did ask them why?, and he said, “so he could feel normal”. I wondered well, if you feel normal, then what’s the whole point - kind of seems like a big waste of money- paying some exploiter all that money, just to feel the same as you always did and do!! – you know, one has to step back and apply common-sense in every situation you find yourself in! Btw those people who sell drugs, are predators, looking for victims. You would have to be a sucker to indulge them. They are just as bad as mental health care workers or musicians - looking for victims – they all want the same thing – YOUR MONEY. Btw, I'm fairly certain I had dogs from the ABC (triple j) follow me around at this point, they seem to be obsessed about the whole drug thing as well, they then went on to create a section on triple j about young people, their audience, could phone in and ask about drugs, so if they had any curious questions they could phone them!! I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘fuck up’ situations by stupid little dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as its easier for musicians to get money from people a who are not fully paying attention! Radios: total scams. And btw, after living with my 2 new flatmates briefly; I did not become a drug user. I had relatively savvy parents. Fashion school was ok, I was good at the design side of things, there were quite a few nice ‘originals’ types there, who I befriended. But I didn’t last too long at Chatswood, and later moved in to a flat with a flatmate from school -which also didn’t last very long - actually I want to mention that living with a flatmate will / would never really work out - people just aren’t designed to live that way, amongst friends, or flatmates. People are designed to live within a family unit, where there is an underlying theme of love - which will get you through all the fights, torments and nuisance behaviours, that you experience when living with someone, if you don’t have that underlying theme of love, it’s not going to work out. And this makes things really difficult, because basically accommodation is so expensive you have to share or be prepared to have a considerably reduced lifestyle - which I have decided is the better choice, rather than unhappily try to share with someone. (This part about flatmates and love was deleted, I had to rewrite it. Dogs probably stole it. BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE). I find it strange why this fact is not acknowledged by governments, and why there is not better accommodation suited to singles (and no not small, we ALL want a proper house thanks very much – not a hotel room either). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. I want to say, all my life so far, 3 proper meals every day – no exceptions to that. Then suddenly at 18, I was thrown into this world with no job, no money no food, no proper home, only study (no Aus study, just $20 a week cash for all expenses, from mum, then when I winged, at least explaining to her about the weekly train fare of $12.50, she raised it to $30). Very weird, my mother, I think was clueless about money. I did spend those 2 years studying, eating tomatoes on toast and near starving, I developed heart burn from all the tomatoes, still have it today. My parents were opposed to welfare to. I would have been eligible to receive it. Such snobs. Such vanity. Plus, if you do not have stability in your home life, then work life is not going to work out, firstly, you do not have a sense of permanence at your address, then there is no motivation to make an effort to make things work out at work, there is no point, as you will have to move anyway, especially if the money is minimum wage. And secondly, feeling like you do not belong in the community around your home and work place will be the determining factor to leave it too. When I first moved to Pendle Hill on my own after I left study, and got my first job, I lived in the main street of Pendle Hill, on top of a BBQ chicken shop. Inside the unit was okay, nice and clean with wooden floor boards (but not an ideal location). One day I ventured across the road to the bank, there was an ATM, and the ATM was off the street some, you have to step up a ramp to get to it. So, I was up there waiting, and this girl was walking along with her dog, a big fluffy German Shepard, and she saw me, looked at me directly, changed sides of the pavement, and walked over to me. I felt like she did it deliberately when she saw me on my own, because of what happened; When one comes across someone with a dog, right next to you, one usually would want to pat it, (well in the past this what I did) and so I attempted to pat this dog, but I was unable to because it tried to bite me - I was able to react quickly enough to not let it really cause any damage, just a minor scratch, my hand was quickly retracted with a slight shriek, but then this girl just left, she didn’t say anything, it was like she literally came up to me as she knew her dog would bite me. Dogs rearing dogs. Mmm so this what the women in the western suburbs of Sydney are like. This girl, same age as me prob, blonde hair, without having any motivation, as I had just moved to Pendle Hill, I didn’t know anybody in the area at all, just simply attacked me in her in her passive aggressive manner. In my experience, this pretty much sums up the personality of all women of the western suburbs of Sydney, they want their dogs to bite me - they are fully sick in a totally dysfunctional way. (Note there was a woman in Gunnedah who did this too; Mrs Finlayson, I wrote about it on Lifestories, somewhere). Total ban of all canine dogs please. Plus, I have noticed over the years, there are many other women who do this with other females, in fact males aswell. So, they use other people as ‘weapons’, just like those two women were using their canine dogs to bite me – it is exactly the same manner. In fact, this is such a common thing and exists everywhere I've lived, I can't believe I'm the only one that has ever talked about this issue, as I've never seen it mentioned anywhere, rarely implied on TV / movies either. My neighbour across the road uses her son or daughter in the same manner. I think the Real Estate uses that family too? Or the landlord -someone who poisons my trees – or some idiot trying to play big brother or big sister – this is a common problem I have in life with dogs trying to play big brother – they are sheer evil and have NO COMMONSENCE. Major 3rd borns. And I've seen movie produces do it, and boast about it, like skyting about what they can get other people to do, some even without their knowledge. Zombies. You know whilst I think those two dog owners deserve a bullet to the ear, I have noted that there can be situations in life where this skill, can be of help. Some people are just really stupid, and other people can see what's going on, and so they can use someone, in the moment, to rectify a situation, solve the problem, or end the conflict - in effect people using their powers for good. HOWEVER, I don't think I ever witnessed this ever, I only see people using other people for cowardice reasons, mainly to chastise somebody else. People are pathetic. I tell you, hardly anybody is going to be going through those pearly white gates after they die. See Ya! I note there has been a change in that suburb Pendle Hill now, in 2023, if you look it, it is full of immigrants only, mainly Asian, with hodge podge extensions and renovations. Shanty Town. Too many people to quickly – slow down you bloody greedy immigration policy makers. Actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish; while some parts of Sydney is a fairly good place to live, like where my parents grew up, but if you do not have a familiar community, a place where you belonged, and who are too, familiar with you, then there are many despots who will try to latch on and take advantage of young single women. And, especially when it comes to public transport – a young woman is a walking victim. Unmarried girls really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone. You need a strong support network at that vulnerable age. No one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you. (Why was that, when they are just SO prevalent?? Am I living in bizarro world suddenly? I had 18yrs of normal life, then suddenly after I left the family nest, I get bimbo ‘mirror girls’ plus ones who do twisted mirrors! What the hell?) And the thieves – OMG, desperate greedy selfish bitches, married and singles, rich and poor, does not matter - they are thieving scum, so prevalent all across Sydney. By the way, someone told me the reason why I had never encountered stupid people who do reflections before, was because we hung out a lot, with our neighbour, and this woman, married to a farmer, an extremely good cook, was one of those eccentric types with an overt big jolly loud personality, and she has a tendency to wake the people around her up! Which I definatly think is true. (Akin to Mary Murphy’s excited scream!) Although this doesn’t really explain school and the school environment, I mean you’d think I would’ve noticed people doing reflections, maybe it happened and I just didn’t notice, I mean it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really started to understand why I would have these problems, and how often I felt like I was having a conversation with myself when I talked to certain people, with women in particular, as well as talking to a third party, instead of the person in front of me, who may actually not be present - and learnt about ‘empty shells’, I’m pretty sure if I had of known about this before, it would’ve made my life less confusing, more understandable. You know, in some cultures, some religions, (including Christianity - which is predominantly the religion in Australia), they believe that people who allow themselves to be ‘utilized’ in this manner - have sold out their souls to the devil, in other words, they have done something that is so bad, that the devil now can use them to play with, and have his evil little way with. Now, whilst I did go to church twice a week every day for six years not to mention Sunday school as a child, I’m not an expert with the Christian Scriptures, but in my experience, it is not the devil that does these things, it is real people, who do these things. They are people who like to play the devil, instead of the usual game people play; Playing God - something also evil. But the ones who want to Play Devil are much worse - they are real and disgusting. I recall asking both my parents why they moved from Sydney, and I was a bit annoyed with them, as they had told me, it was because they had not liked it, and wanted to raise their kids in the clean country air. But I mean, if they didn’t like the city, why would they think, (their very own flesh and blood) would like it?? Gunnedah life for them was really a little like fairy-tale world. It was like a bubble world that they, and our whole family, and friends, were living in. Quite different to what goes on in cities, and in areas where there’s mass population. But they were both from Sydney originally, they both grew up there. I guess they didn’t hang out in the inner-city suburbs or Western suburbs very often. I am not saying it is only these groups of people who steal, oh, no way! But us growing up, we just did not experience any of those ‘primitive’ problems that I encounted in Sydney, and still do with despots who follow me. What I also noticed when I moved to Sydney, was not only the fact that there were a lot of Asians in Sydney, which by the way, after you live in Sydney for 10 years or so, you no longer notice Asians at all - but at first, especially if you get off the train at central, it’s a total culture shock, it’s very odd to see all those Asian faces, and in that area, it is predominantly Asian, it is right near China Town. When you are from a country town like Gunnedah, where there’s basically only Western people, and the occasional Abo, or the local Chinese restaurant owner! It is quite something. Culture shock. I also noticed, there were a lot of same age, my age, ethnic people that they used to hang out in gangs, especially at shopping malls, in the inner and outer western suburbs. I did find it a little odd because I never saw any white people hanging out in gangs, it was just an ethnic thing that happened. And if you’re one person, walking past a big group of people, who all stared at you as you went past, sometimes making snide comments at you - it just makes you feel uncomfortable, and leaves a certain impression of that ethnicity. I believe in my opinion; people hang out in gangs because they just want to fight. They want to live in gang world where they don’t have to be respectful to anyone unless they are in their gang. Plus, they get to fight, little boys love to fight, not just the alcoholic’s disease. They don’t have to live in the real world that way, where they would have to show an ounce of decorum and respect to all others; living in the real world so to speak. A case of “Lord of the Flies”. {I have heard it to be the other way around for certain ethnic girls encountering groups of western men, but were I heard that, the source was a known liar and trouble maker.} Anyway, life does not really begin, until you start gardening! 27. The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Now nearing age 50, so far as I can see about life in Australia, for a working person, is those who go on to graduate from university, usually get the well-paid jobs. They can work their arses off for the next 10 years (or not in some cases), but then have enough to be able to buy a house, at least 1, if not 2, or for some put down a mortgage - by the end of those 10 years. And it’s expected to be this way, by “the powers that be”; it’s expected that people who do not go to universities, get minimum wage jobs; they work their arse off for this 10 years, and usually don’t end up anywhere near owning their own home, if even been able to save a for a deposit, and will be most likely renting in a crap house. What makes this so bad, is that the university thing, is often not so much about being highly educated, but it’s about supporting university staff, and especially, cushy research careers at uni (research about life) – which, I grant is important; but the whole way this works is so totally BIAS and DISCRIMMINTRY, I can’t believe they are allowed to do it. I know with my little brother; it was the same for him on minimum wage in his first job out of school in Sydney. But then his company offered him a wage increase if he went to uni part time in the evening, relevant to his field. Which he did, and he got paid, so far as I can gather, 3 times as much. Plus, he was doing the same work after, as before! (I ought to mention he got married just before the offer was made – I personally suspect this has something to do with it – more discrimination against singles). In fact, I recall when I was working at Bonds, after I had finished my 2yr Associate Diploma Tafe course; there was a new guy who started working there; we were talking one day, plus another of my colleagues, and he started talking about his salary, and he was telling us, he couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He was fresh out of uni, first job, a young 21yr old or so, he had no experience. But he implied, he was getting at least 3 times as much as us – we were on minimum wage more less. Extraordinary isn’t it! But, {the kicker is}, now get this; his role, his job, - well, he actually did not appear to have one! Like, we all had our individual set tasks, contributing to the production of the famous Bonds Singlets! But, his ‘job”, it seemed, was simply to make sure everybody else was doing their jobs!! So, he didn’t really even have to work as far as I’m concerned; it’s not like anyone there was naughty or rebellious - everyone did their job as far as I could see – which explains how he could hang about and chat with us about salaries!! So really, if you happen to be someone who is blessed with common sense, then that situation, just does not make any sense at all, and quite frankly I don’t know how I lasted the whole 2 years there before I finally told them to shove it up their arse (politely ofcourse). But, having more experience now, that company was one of the better ones to work at in Sydney!! And it was really bad – bully nation. And you know what, I think those “powers that be” expect someone working on minimum wage for 10 years, to totally lose hope, and possibly even drop out of the workplace altogether, or take other negative life choice options. It’s like a standard of normal that is perpetuated by greedy universities. I would even take it further and say that some of those “powers that be”, possibly ones in the education system, pick and choose who those people are, they pick who they want to win, and who they want to lose. When I look back at those 10 years working in Sydney for near minimum wage, it was just a total waste of my time. The only good thing I can say about it, is, well at least I know what it’s like working a 60-hour week for minimum wage Lol, mmm, maybe I learnt compassion!! yeah, it waasss reeeally good. If I had of known about the way it works, there’s no way I would’ve worked so hard for those 10 years, if at all. NO WAY. (I have mentioned on my blog how I got a 2nd job in the evenings, and it still was not enough to save for a house deposit after rent and bills). I want to add here, I didn’t drink, nor do drugs, nor ‘party’ and go out. I think even back then, I must have had dogs hanging around, trying to come up with ways to steal my money. The more I think about this, the more I realize how naïve my parents were. Maybe it’s different for other people, like I was thinking about the brand Palmolive, and how this is a huge brand in Australia, with multiple products. I have purchased them over the years from time to time, until finally I realized exactly how crap all Palmolive products are, there are, by far, better and superior alternatives out there. So, I am thinking well they must have a lot of friends in Australia to have that big a market share, with such crap products. Perhaps it’s the same thing, the more friends you have the more money you get, only it is expected uni-grads to be nerdy and friendless, thus they automatically get the good money; a total bias towards university graduates. Maybe they don’t expect non-uni graduates to work these things out? SH 🤫 sh LIFE STORIES P1 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P!(this), LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. 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I’ve got my OWN favourite things now.... Julie Andrews!😁 Favourite things I boldly put my favourite things here; I find in life, at least in Australia, there is a distinct type of personality who wants to find out your favourite thing so they can destroy them. They are stupid, but unfortunately very real, and rife in IT nerd world. (curious to know if this happens in an idealic country like Vanuatu? I know it happens in America, as there have been songs written about it) 1. Walking around my huge Native garden at Rangari was my favourite thing, hard work rewarded - my cats would accompany me each evening at dusk, it was beautiful. (still getting over being 'cast out' of my home town) My garden was not finished. Gardening – good for the soul. 2. Ferns on the deck. 3. Cooking to fast music and eating good food (my fresh Apricots, Nutty broccoli, Crackling, Roast beef, Braised Brisket, Good Ceaser Salad, Hungarian Goulash, Beef Stroganoff, Butter shortbread, Double dipped dark Chocy Turkish Delight, Nice biscuits, Kingston biscuits, frozen Mars bars, Cup of coffeeeee, caramelised beef bits in the bottom of the roast pan 👌Orange jelly babies...!). 4. Swimming in the Ocean. Rockpools. 5. Swing Ride Carousels! 6. Watching Grand Designs and So You Think You Can Dance, and good movies on Prime Vid and YouTube whilst knitting. {I don’t watch commercial tv, don't even own a TV - they have lost the plot due to their’ weakness’, especially the ice-skating commentators}. I love autobiographies/ biographies (not criminal ones). I often wonder, (when it is not stated) - do those Hollywood people steal people's life stories? Do they wait for them to die and then make a movie about their life? Or do they sit down with them in the nursing home and obtain all the facts? Or do they have people that stalk them all their life, you know, famous ones, like the genius female chess player, takes notes as life goes on.... And, while I am at it, I like autobiographies, and not just of famous people who are celebrities, or famous and being really good at something or a part of something that’s successful, because, I’m thinking you know, if you’ve made it in life, so you have enough money to get an architectural designed house built, then you pretty much are going to have an interesting life, and we want to hear about it. I mean like, examples I guess, “this could happen to you”! I have seen many movie autobiographies, I’ve noticed as I watch old autobiographies that were made in the 80s, they like to really embellish what has happened, they’ll say it’s based on a true story but parts of it are changed for ‘entertainment purposes’ - it’s like they don’t think we can handle the full truth, so they’ve just partly made a truthful movie. But I have noticed over the years, especially from 2020 on, and I’m glad to see, the autobiographies are, I believe more honest. Thank goodness. {Sidebar; I have always stated in my life, that I would prefer to have a butler, rather than a husband, lol! And one of the dancers from SYTYCD (multicultural show, as in, normal show), I assume he was a he, and black, said, I would prefer a butler than a husband, because I was white, as in a white slave thing!!!! he was making a joke! ha ha, I thought it was hilarious, mmmm I’m a total slave driver! Although, I would really like to have someone who could come and plait my hair every time I was it..... 7. Designing fabrics, looking at fabrics, looking at anything beautifully designed. COLOURS, Arts /crafts, looking at anyone who puts creativity in their life/ space/ clothing...... 8. Pampering - as in spa, sauna, massage, treats. (no kids yah!) When I turn retirement age, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage). 9. Favourite Tv Show: Grand Designs, and anything architect related (should have been an architect). I’m not really sure why a lot of new homes are so small, with small narrow corridors and small doors, so that one cannot even fit the fridge or fav armchair through. All my adult life living in rentals, I’ve had the same problem with small pokey rooms. Even some homes in the upper area of the market are still really quite small, or have small pokey areas within it (non-thoughtful areas). Not being a homeowner or homebuilder, maybe it’s not my place to say "come on, make them bigger and better" I mean maybe they just can’t. I don’t know. If I were building a house, it would be single story huge, no compromise on the footprint. So, I guess I wanted to express here, my exact feelings; I loathe small spaces, I loathe them! I guess that partly also explains my stance on population - population needs to be curbed, we are way past comfortable living capacity. I mean, maybe the fact that I was from a large family too, also contributes to my beliefs; really our family home was only three bedroom, with an extension lean-to put on later, for another room. But that still only made it four bedrooms, when definitely five were needed for a 6-person family. And actually a 5th bedroom was needed too, as we always had guests staying. I guess as a child I was never too concerned about it, did not really have to much concern for anything as a child, but I’m pretty sure we could’ve done with some extra room. I feel strongly about it now. I don’t think you should have kids unless you have enough room for them, make them really count with their own space, and not just tagged along. I am going to put here, I recall watching a version of my favourite show Grand Designs, in Australia instead of the usual good UK. One lady was showing off her home, I think it was in Tasmania, can’t quite remember all the details, but she was boasting about the fact that it was all built from volunteers, with the implication that they weren’t really volunteers, but they were forced to work for her, due to the governments Centrelink activity schemes (work for the dole – total scam). Even though this house was really lovely, I was kind of outraged by the obvious slave labour, and it just goes to show you what happens in Australia; some people really take advantage and wrought the system. I can assure you, young people, no matter what their stance in life, ought not to be forced to build some ladies house for NO MONEY, this was quite a disgrace. And I believe it still goes on. DISGRACEFUL. And I guess while I’m on the subject, I pretty much feel anyone involved in WOLFERS, WWOOFers, Woofers, WWOOF ( would fall into the same category, almost tricked into working for free, under the guise of experience!! WE HAVE GOOGLE AND YOUTUBE!! You would have to be a sucker to work on someone’s farm in exchange for accommodation or lunch. I recall one couple in the UK, even demanding money from her workers to pay for the food, whilst they work for her all day long free – UNBELIEVABLE- does she have powers of brainwashing? Because, they did pay!! and quite happily so!! I recall doing something like 16 weeks of work experience when I was 16 / 17 at various companies, and say, out of the 16, 1 of them was helpful, insightful, and a good experience. The other 15 just wanted free slave labour. It was NOT GOOD AT ALL, and the only lesson being experienced, is MOST people will use you, and take from you, and give you nothing back in return. (My parents were so naive). If I had kids, I certainly wouldn’t be encouraging them to NOT do any “work experience” at all, or in fact taking on jobs with below pay, as in, apprenticeships and traineeships - a total scam, unless of course I knew who was doing the traineeship or apprenticeship, and I knew 100% that they wouldn’t take advantage and use my child, I would have to be involved. So, that’s no fun at all! 10. Best book I read as a 20yr old ‘The Celestine Prophecy’ – very helpful. Favourite movies: Strictly Ballroom, 5th Element, Dirty Dancing, The Body Guard and BirdCage, I guess, plus The Remains Of the Day. I need to mention, by the way, the movie in my iPad app, always has a cover photo with a little blurb below it, then there’s their title “Cast and crew”, but it doesn’t have any crew listed, it just has cast members, and only sometimes. The director is also mentioned, but it doesn’t have the most important person of them all, and that’s the writer of the story! I really don’t see how one could omit the writer (and or screen adapter writer). 11. Walking around within the Sydney Youth Orchestra while they were playing, in a special gig they were doing- it was amazing. When I was younger I loved listening to music, now, not so much, (especially with the advent of stalking predator greedy musicians). Seriously, bunch of thieves. But have Favourites: 12. Horse Riding. 13. Growing flowers. 14. Essential oils. 15. Favorite quote: "We all need space. Unless we have it, we cannot reach that sense of quiet, in which whispers of better things come to us gently." – Octavia Hill And "When you arise in the morning think what a privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to enjoy, to love, to think. Cease the day. You only live once." - Marcus Arelious (ancient Roman emperor and philosopher of peace, via Superman) 16. And of course, my cats: My Cats - all 5 Violet, Tulip, Rosey, Mia, and Lil. What a joy and privilege it was looking after them. My garden at Rangari; Garden Collage My Swimming Pool Construction Shots Perfect Moments Discovering half a dozen big edible mushrooms after some rain. Having a hot bubbly aromatherapy spa or hot sauna on a cool day. Squishing toes into the sand at the beach. Swimming in the Ocean. Seeing a native shrub flower for the first time, and every time after that. Waking up to see the sun shining through the leaves onto my ferns. Cooking a five star meal for myself. Bedding down with new clean sheets. Coffee and chocolate time. Bucket list Build my own sauna Vichy spa treatment Snorkelling holiday (some blonde did signs “you already did a snorkelling holiday at Port Douglas, so you don’t need any more snorkelling holiday” – she was being serious – STUPID NAZI DOG) Hot Air Balloon ride Live in a good house in the tropics, in nature near the beach (✔️) Horse and Carriage ride - I found a horse and cart garden! De Djawatan Forest - Banyuwangi, Indonesia Jetboat parasailing to reef Wishfully thinking bucket list: cold treatment SNORKELING IN SILFRA FISSURE or Aare river, Switzerland, summer Build and live in my dream house with Swim Pond Garden full of Pink Hybrid callistemons Garden full of Pink Melaleucas Garden full of Lagunaria patersonii Garden full of Acacia cognata hybrids Kings Park Segway Tour (finally a garden who thinking about people with sore foot!) Log Rafting in Kitayama Gorge (Ikada-kudari) Japan Summer Kayaking down Saint Peters River Texas Puhuasi Mountain water slide in Lishui in China Longest zipline, Mexico, El Divisadero, on Chepe Trainline from El Fuerte Infact, a whole World Zipline Tour! (only the really good ones). Snorkelling in the Sucuri River Bonito Ecotourism Rio Sucuri Ecoturismo Bonito Infact, a whole world zipline tour! (only the really good ones: Keranjang Sultan ride Situ Gunung Suspension Bridge in Sukabumi, Indonesia, Superman zipline at Costa Rica’s Diamante Eco Adventure Park in the Guanacaste province, Las Cabanas Beach in El Nido – island hopping by zipline, There's a bloody hole heap of now all over the world it's a fantastic. Snorkeling in Iceland with drysuit Fruit Bat Falls in Cape York; actually I have found many excellent 'water spots' on Pinterest, and saved them all in my wishfully thinking "Travel Board". Train trips: (sigtseeing without walking on sore foot) ‘Coast Starlight’ trip through America; Los Angeles to Seattle in a Roomlette! (3hrs of coastline!) ‘Venice Simplon Orient express train trip through France (has a bidet and 24hrs room service!) ‘The Blue Train’ from Cape Town to Pretoria, Africa 2 nights luxury, 24hrs room service ‘The Orient Express‘ through Singapore/ Malayasia ‘The Ghan’ now offers private cabin with room service - Indian Pacific Australia ‘The Canadian Train’ no 1, in prestige class, 4 nights 4 days trip on ‘Sunrise express’ from Tokyo to Izumo just because they have perfect cute little cabins with big windows ‘Grand Hibernian’ train trip through Ireland ‘Kyushu 7 stars’ 4-day train trip through Japan ‘Maharajas Express’ 8-day trip through India ‘Palace on wheels’ train trip through India ‘Pride of Africa’ train trip through Africa and Victoria Falls ‘Royal flying Scotsman’ train trip through Ireland (have a massage cabin on board!) ‘Shiki Shima’ train trip through Japan ‘The Golden Eagle’ train trip through Russia ‘The rocky mountaineer’ through Canada ‘Twilight express Mizukaze’ through Japan Without any dogs, (without any leeches!). I say without any dogs, because as I’ve mentioned before on this blog, I am followed around by disgusting female dogs where ever I go, (they still do it, even after I call them disgusting female dogs), so if I was fortunate enough to be able to go on one of these trips, I would again have dogs following me, from afar, harassing me and annoying me, as they continually do. BTW, I do wonder who pays for them to follow me? as they are dogs, they’re completely stupid, and can’t think for themselves, so who pays? Remember the time I travelled to Gosford for my grandmother’s funeral – there was a plane following me around down there. NO DOGS ALLOWED. {Also, prices of these luxury trains have jumped from approx $10,000 a trip to $50,000 in the space of two years!} ‘The Canadian Train’ has a 3 hr solid stretch of ocean views! FANTASTIC You know Australian gov ought to build a scenic train line all the way up the coast from Perth to Broome, to Darwin, and over to Cooktown all along the coastline. The only reason they haven’t, I reckon, is because most Australians are completely lazy, so politicians don’t think they’ll be able to get anyone to actually do it. HOWEVER, I saw on YouTube, 2023, that Australia is currently building a new freight line all the way through the centre of Australia, and they have “robot machines’ to build it now, no hard work necessary – they just line it up and push a button!! Freight first, passenger tourist line next! Also being up here near Mackay, I am a little disadvantaged when it comes to certain services. Actually, that’s kind of an understatement quite disadvantage up here in North Queensland, there are a lot of unskilled people up here. Anyway, as such, I would like to go down to Melbourne to see the osteo, and take my sewing machine down there too, to be serviced. And wouldn’t it be nice if I could just hop on a train at Mackay, then go all the way down the coast, through NSW, all the way to Melbourne. I’d get a sleeper carriage to myself, and have a lovely relaxing trip lying down watching the countryside go past, I can think of no better way to get down to Melbourne. Yet, can I do this? No, I can’t. There’s no such train! I could catch a train part of the way, but it doesn’t have sleeper carriages; so of course I couldn’t do that, as I’ve mentioned I have my monumental problems on public transport, and I would need a private sleeping compartment. And I guess while I’m on the subject of trains, here is a good spot to mention; when I was doing my research for trains, there was one train in Australia that has a sleeper compartment. I found out all the prices for that train, even the just plain economy seats. And all were so expensive, that it would be cheaper for me to pay for fuel to travel the distance. I thought this over expense absolutely ridiculous. The whole point of a train is to make it cheap, affordable alternative transport. I was thinking why on earth is it so expensive, and then I realized why it’s so expensive and that’s because of all the problems I’ve had with the train people. I’ve mentioned before; I had the toll trains stopping at the Miriam Vale crossing, I had a train caboose stopping on my rental farm at Colloseum (and stealing from me). I have the trains harassing me here at Sarina by way of ‘toot’, plus they put the crossing lights on, when there’s no train. So, that’s why they charge so much; because it is a play-toy for mongrels who have no skills, and are just complete bogans that would get paid a whole big salary - that which, the customers have to pay for. It’s an unfortunate bogan Australian scam issue, which I don’t see them fixing any time soon, because I think possibly, I’m the only person in Australia that has noted this problem, and has mentioned it in public {nothing gets fixed if the problem is not even acknowledged in the first place}. Btw after I wrote that wishfully thinking bucket list; that day, I visited Mitre 10 to return 4 mistakenly purchased plumbing parts (that they had overcharged me for anyway) {ha}, but when I was in there, they signed “You won’t be able to do any of those things, you will be doing nothing in your retirement”. Such little bitches. Careful dogs, someone else might just hear you and want to spite you.I might go so far as to say here that all the good luck I've had in life in my later adult life, has purely come about for this reason, so many nasty bitchy little girls in Australia. And last time I was at Sarina Mitre 10, someone stole 2kg frozen roo mince out of my locked car/ eski. All hardware shops are thieves. Other favourite things; Chocolates... Acacia cognata hybrids (photos from nursery sales) Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown The perfect ocean, The perfect swim My favorite routine from SYTYCD, Pasha and Sabre do the Quick step, amazing routine, amazing choreographer, amazing costumes and amazing dancers – this dance for me, captures the essence of all dances BRAVO, absolutely terrible footage from Youtube, and even then, they will probably try and shut my blog down for copyright - way too precious, but they would have to actually talk to me, so I don’t think they will. I don’t believe there is better footage, well, less pixelated than this, in existence. At least that little bit gives you a feel of ‘dancing’ – and dancing ought to be compulsory in all schools! Good for the soul! Good for curing 'social retardation'. How are you going to dance your partner through a marriage if you can’t even dance her around a ballroom! (that last sentence was deleted off my PC, not sure if I said it here or where, but here is a good spot). I love it! Fantastic underwater shot of synchronised swimming from youtube. Here is a good spot to add: who let the dogs in charge of the Olympic coverage? It is such a CON ! - It should be ‘free for all’ press, otherwise you can be sure any routine or sport you are watching, there's a good chance it's going to be COMPLETE BULLSHIT; Networks put on a show. They want RATINGS. There needs to be free press covering whatever Olympic events they want. The International Olympic Committee (IOC) really do fake events including fake winners on podium getting fake medals - then shown to certain countries – it is such a scam!! They are stealing from all viewers, and they are making a motza in the process – they have made up their own rules to suit their financial bank accounts. You and the government have to stand up to them. They are BULLIES. They also dictate to spectators (at the iceskating at any rate) “no camera recording aloud” – OMG this is total bull, you certainly can record anything you watch there. Do not be brain-washed by wannabe nazi money controllers. They ought to be sued for fear mongering the people like that. They ought to be sued for “market dominance”. Oh, and don’t watch the ice-skate routines with popular music – rich musicians are product placing themselves in this manner. It’s disgraceful seeing it all unfurl. Also (who knew I had so much to say about the Olympics), I have been advised that it is more difficult for organisers to find people to participate in the Olympics because it is coming into consciousness, how unhealthy it can be pushing your body to extremes. And other reasons, like ruining your chance of a well-paid career. because you've missed out on that uni education. Plus, there are coaches, parents, people, who may have taken advantage of young athletes inorder to push them into winning; winning so they themselves can not only revel in the glory, but use you as a career – a power trip and “lord over” a young person. A sick relationship. Causing irreversible scars. Here is how you give a proper foot massage ! Unfortunately this guy is based in Canada, so I can’t book an appointment, and I’m pretty sure no one in Australia would know how to do it like this guy. (Adam Thomas from his youtube channel) A quick mention to the special volunteers here: (and all Wildlife Rescue in Australia) On behalf of all of the animals, thankyou and well done. Australian Wildlife Rescue Service Rescue Hotline: 0447 543 268 Phone (Admin): 0447 543 268 E-mail: yvette.jeffs@yahoo.com Comments: A Non-Profit Organisation run by Volunteers. We care for sick and injured animals and orphaned animals until such stage that they can be released. Our specialities include looking after Kangaroos, Wallabies, Possums, Birds, Koalas, Echidnas and Snakes, but we rescue any wildlife that needs rescue and care. You can also contact the RSPCA on 1300 ANIMAL (1300 264 625 ) from anywhere in Qld . (for those of them stealing my roo mince out of my freezer for wildlife; Whats mine is NOT whats yours.) Also shout out to the good and brave people who do the yearly "Shonky" Awards - exposing all the retail thieves selling snake oil! I can honestly say knitting has changed my life; I no longer have to wait anymore. I started knitting because I found receptionist (especially at Drs) kept me waiting for hours -once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Although I did have a problem with the girls stealing my knitting needles. Once at Centrelink at Parramatta I was kept waiting five hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of those bimbo receptionist. I’ve started to take photos of them when I enter a building now, same across all receptionists in all areas - it works, they do not want other people to know they are merely little pervy bitches, but sometimes they follow me after I leave, and steal from me, usually from the locked car, but often from my house. Anyway, since someone at Ravelry (a knitting website where I used to have all my patterns for sale, for just over 10yrs - and I sold heaps of patterns), since someone is friends with the girls who are stealing from me (the bimbo receptionists – there’s a whole dog network.) I won’t mention any names, (CASEY FORBES) she removed my whole profile page, including my profile picture, aswell as my pattern!! I told her that my profile page was a MY profile, and not their profile – she did not care (They are total non-thinking bimbo Nazis - the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it sillies, and ha, as it was up there for 10yrs before you nazied it! Stand up to bullies, and have some bloody guts admin, the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it. This is life – not a classroom, you silly women. Those women that run that website, discriminate against other women who are not married. Yet another person/business, that could be sued for discrimination.) Actually, I think those women that run that website secretly think they are rich, and superior – a better class, therefore they don’t have to worry about any of the worlds problems, that’s for other people to do something about, all they have to do is stay ‘positive’ all the time, and get rid of anyone who suggests all is not good – (like what stupid bimbos do). Facebook admin are exactly the same. Also I believe guilty NEGS girls were responsible for that (there is a lot of puppetry that goes on in life). So, I will put all my patterns here, and make them available for free. They used to be $2 on Rav, with the condition that if you had no kids, then you could get any of my patterns for free, or if you were a dancer, free for you, except if you were a Spaniard, because of the cruel Spanish bullfighting, all Spaniards should be ashamed of themselves. But now they are free to everyone, as I found online knitting magazine women were stealing them anyway. (I did sell quite a few, but I suspect they purchased them after someone stole something from me)? All patterns for sale come from a liberated home, and free of alcohol and drugs - I like to be of sound mind always, there are way too many dogs trying to rip you off and take advantage, you would be stupid not to pay full attention whenever in public, (especially at Bunnings and Harvey Norman - those staff prey and steal from young women – third born halfwits) I love beautiful yarns, I love looking at beautiful things, and I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect , and everyone wants respects. My mother taught me to knit in my final year of school; I created a wonderful technicoloured coat from neck to ankle. I went on to complete a diploma in Fashion. I worked 10 years in the fashion industry. I ‘rediscovered’ knitting a few years ago, and I have taken much interest in learning and researching various knitting techniques and garment construction. I have many designs and hope to do more in the future. I have made a decision to keep fibres natural, and I find myself on a textile journey, growing and producing my own fibres, and discovering natural dyes. I have taught Knitting, a course at the Gunnedah Community College. Any comments or pattern troubles email me, I will only be too happy to help. (Don’t be afraid!) Since I still have not uploaded the PDFs, email me and I will send it to you. So far no one has, which suggests to me that either this website is not working or at any rate there is no traffic here. My FREE Knitting Patterns (email me for pdf) Blue Bamboo Drape Cowl in the Rnd june 2023 a Blue Bamboo Drape Cowl in the Rnd – free knitting pattern, email me for pattern pdf Cable Cloth Washer with Cable Abbreviati Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Julia Gillard Liar Liar, pants on Fire L Cotton Singlet Top f and b Black and White Cotton V-neck Tunic Swea Green Alpaca Jumper Top Down 2020_87 Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Boucle Bat Wing Jumper, with Cowl Neck 8 The old Rose fattened 4 and 6ply Fitted Fingerless Gloves in t Circles Flower for Intarsia Knit 4 Mohair Rib Stitch Jumper 1 2 Colour Quilt and Dot Stitch Knit Patte Cat Hair and Alpaca bulky jumper Raglan Wool Poker Dot Pants, Size 14, Top down. Black and Hot Pink Mittens in 8ply 4 Sea Feather Yarn Cowl 2 Burgundy Spec Eyelash Scarf Thick Cotton Face Washer in Linen ST 9 ( 3 Stripe Covered Knitted Intarsia Tissue Cotton V Neck Tee 2 Never Loose Those Scissors Again 2 Colour Lattice Stitch Covered Tissue B Warm Woollen Winter Headband 9 Tulip Flower for Intarsia Knit 2 Rose Flower Chart Pattern for Intarsia K STITCH PATTERN 1st Lattice Cable with Pu Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Fur and FairIsle Drawstring Bag hanging Self Striping Fingerless Mittens Stash Cush 5 Wide HeadBand in a Silk and Cashmere ble Warm, Thick Feather Bell Jumper, Topdown Decrease for V Neck and Armhole 3 st in Best Little Scarf Ever! 1 Bulky Glimmer Yarn Beanie with Ear Flaps Windmill Flower 1 Top Down BEANIE with Stamen ST, to match Ribbon Dancer Aran Weight Plaited Cable Beanie 9 Slipped Stitch Slippers Size 8 Nylon Sol Quilted Tissue Box Cover 1 Wave st pattern 1 Colour Purl Quilt Stitch Knit Pattern, Boucle Fingerless Mittens Feather Yarn Stripe Skirt, Kniited in th Feather Yarn, Furry Winter Warm Hood 2 Feather Yarn 3 Colour Tassel Scarf Silk Bikini Size 14- 16 Top Down 2 Summer Head Band 2 Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Bikini with Crossover front and back Grey Cat Hair and Alpaca with Pink Silk Perfectly Fitted Gloves on 3mm 4 Strand Braid Cable C3T3 1 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl 100_9234 Silk and Alpaca Cowl a Dirty Pink Mittens, Soft Hand spun Alpac Show More As a renter all my adult life, all I can do is dream about my 'real' house, and here it is: (btw, if you can't afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18 (or at least a deposit) - don't have kids, its just not worth it if you don't have your own home). Victims pay rent. But, ofcourse, the ultimate goal is to build your own, so you can have all that you want, rather than a cost-cutted version of a home. May I suggest, before building on your perfect dream spot, that you go there and live in a mobile home to get a feel for the spot, figure out which way the summer winds blow so you can place big windows high up to catch that beautiful breeze, not to mention where the sun rises and sets in summer and where it will rise and set in winter, for AM and PM windows. Also when it rains, which way mostly, where does the water run. Do you really need to disturb the land at all, or can you put the house on stilt foundation.Things like that.... Super Dream House W.I.P. General: Beach Acreage in a plane free zone Huge house, 30ft ceilings, clever natural light Everything on giant scale, no door or hallway to be narrower than 132cm. Oversized rooms. Est 14000m² floor space. But still certified “Passive” heat/cooling. PowerPoints strategically placed everywhere. Storage in EVERY room. Art nouveau style, or each wall to hold storage (recessed windows). Natural products (no plastics or acrylics, including paints/finishes) Vermin & thief proof. Green ventilation/top screened windows, Modern. “Green”. subTropical Climate. Open plan Indoor builtin planters throughout. Floor drain holes. Single story but if needed; wide, shortrise steps. Whole house ‘wet proofed’ for hosing out with hose, access everywhere and or floor grate areas. Maybe cement polystyrene lightcast floor; waterproof. Haybale outer walls for good insulation. Sandwalls? Plant based foam insulation or Styrofoam Lego filled with cement -extraordinary savings on insulation. Cork product. Insulating Concrete Forms? Bay windows with Window seats for cats. Automated block out blinds. High tech house. Raised foundation / everything easy access. Aquarium in dark hallway. Several Rammed Earth walls. Plant Atrium with black/cream tiles, water proofed for overhead misting system for MaidenHair Ferns, visible from kitchen/living. Including cat play spaces. Heavy insulating roof with no ceiling space? My Triple walled ceiling skylights (for insulation). Electroluminescence lighting – whole ceilings. Security flyscreens on aircurrent windows, Art nouveau bars?, for leaving open in summer. Private, quite,no neighbours. Securesurveillance. Ballroom! Stringybark timber white wood floor. Secret alcove balcony to allow safe roof access. Polished shiny floor. Cut gem Window. Airtight. Raw timber windows/doors. Smart ipad control. Air to ground source heat exchange (2m deep). If I need plasterpanels, they can be acrylic cell poured Location matched (weather appropriate architecture). Internal Walls - Mycelium insulation panels Winter sun shining inside parts of house Wheelchair access in the entire house (every house, unit) Automatic windows and doors that shut depending on weather. Entrance: Cave like water grotto entrance Atrium/glasshouse? Shoe/scarf/hat/ spot – alcove room with huge wood pillar to lean against whilst putting on/off boots and seat/shelves. Heavy big entrance door. Mulberry Tree enclosed atrium for silkworms Kitchen: Massive ceiling with vertical skylights for pm sun–then big windows for am sun, self cleaning ones! Kitchen window planter boxes with sliding flyscreens, self-watering/ non-aluminium.Vegetable hydroponic tower? Silent Fan in kitchen to take fumes outdoors/ proper rangehood/window splashback, no knobs Narrow open galley kitchen. Walk in pantry. Concealed garbage/compost. Slim lid drawer. Floor to ceiling storage, long bench, drawers to peer in rather than cupboards, 17powersockets minimum. Raw timber wide bench, high, one stainless steel mirror finish normal height. High deep sink? Raw floor boards and skirting. More Maidenhairs Dirty biscuit tray draw near oven. Vermin proof. Fully optional integrated fire – optional heating hot water/ cooker/ towel pipes – heater pipes. Split Induction cook top, gas wok spot, 2 ovens. Enough power to maintain 2 appliances working at same time!!! Doors open to outdoor cooking area with normal BBQ and Wok BBQ, maybe Pizza Oven too Seedling Room /laze in Sun room /clever conservatory Permanent sunnying area, but block off in summer for heat conservation. Maidenhair Ferns Waterproof floor/ Big timber / glass / windows Double pink brick with black mortar! Yoga/ Dance Room: Huge. Inside/outside areas. Thick plush Carpet & timber floor. Wall of mirrors. Motorised electric roof section, opens and closes at whim Fancy architraves everywhere,. Art Nouveau cornices Exercise walker glider machine and Inversion table! Bedroom: Bedroom with morning sun and stained glass windows. Huge. window seat for cats. Huge room and light switch at bed and door. Soundproof retreat from bothersome neighbours. Roll out bed to veranda in the sun or stargazing. En suite. Big mirrors. Stargazing window too. Padded velvet bedhead. Walk-in Wardrobe, solar tunnels in ceiling where necessary Maybe 2 spare bedrooms too. All with view of some sort, if only a garden quadrangle view. Bathroom/laundry/Toilet: Huge size, Linen closet in bathroom. LIGHT so no mould. Light, possible perforated steel over window? Artycrafty. That Ocean storm photo as theme with matching colour scheme. High deep sink. Steam Shower, 2 saunas, spa. Big bathroom CCTV Stone / slate, cave like?, wet room with hose. Huge shower space, no curtain, double, circular A light/lamp above shower, stool spot (or rock!). Atrium tall narrow toilet with plants. Bidet Smart toilet. Long fancy bathtub. Stargazing windows over. Plumbed borewater or 5x70000L cement tanks. Shoe spot in laundry back door. Broom & vac closet (I have to spell this one out) Hanger for dripping cloths over sink in shade. Garage: Triple. Extra wide doors and a space for car doors to be opened all at once. Automatic windows. Perfect storage system. Non facing the front (hidden) but roundabout drive through, near kitchen for unloading. Work rooms One for sewing. One for crafts and one for wood working; open for sanding. Massive ceiling with vertical skylight lights for pm sun – then big windows for am sun. Wall of windows. Any pillars, be mirror covered. Massage room with permanent staff on call Underground area Cool room / meat room / Cellar / Preservatives / Mushrooms Chill out area for cats. Slate flagstone or Brick floor / corridor to outside. Artistic / Creative Outside/Garden: Huge swim pond with jetty! And 25m Lap pool, ½ in ½ outdoors with plants. Glass awnings. Copper coil pipe on roof for plumbed in hot water. Bore one too, decorative arrangement. Slopey roof 42° no possumpee and WELL protected FAT gutters, concealed and roof garden? Invisible Solar tiles 5 cement water tanks, underground, 1 poly for softshower Wrought iron curl fence/gates/planters. Atrium looking out to pool. Extensive stonework. Huge, lockable, irrigated shade house/ potting shed. SICK of thieving idiots (perhaps a gun too). Raised vegebeds, irrigated (130 proper sleepers) Moat with chook yard in centre/foxproof bridge. My ‘umbrella woman’ water feature statue. Big tiled veranda all around. Some mosaics. Open atrium folly in the garden Anticlimb huge haybale fence or sugarcrete brick fence around whole perimeter. I include these below, not because they are my fav to eat, but they are so healthy and nutritious; gift from God

I also want to add there are certain people who really don’t allow single ladies to exist in the world, there’s a huge issue around single women, which I’ve talked about before, so I won’t go into it now again, but you can see how it’s in the best interest for the ‘powers to be’ to greatly improve parenting skills and teaching methods, to rid the world of those particular dysfunctions. Women are on the way of ‘savvy-ing’ up! Although by banning me from social media – they have yet taken another Life Stories P19 1. More Apricot Grievances Prompted to write this after my one of my beloved brands, that I’ve been purchasing from for over 30 years has “sold out”. Actually, it was my mother who started buying Angus Park dried apricots, some 40-50 years ago; I would have them every day for ‘play lunch’! As now a supermarket budget buyer, I’ve tried other brands of dried apricots, but all other brands use Mediterranean Turkish Apricots, and I don’t know how they manage to make them taste so awful, they just don’t compare to the Angus Park Apricots. This year I noticed it’s been extremely hard to get Angus Park Apricots from the supermarket, they have always been sold out or not available. Then last month, finally, all the Angus Park selection were in stock. I purchased 3 different varieties; Diced, Soft and Juicy, and Regular. But much to my horror, the Diced, plus the Soft and Juicy, were not the usual apricots, they were the Mediterranean Turkish Apricots that have absolutely no flavour! Angus Park have sold out to the Turks. I wonder why they would keep producing a fruit that has inferior flavour to other types of apricots? Because I’m pretty sure the flavourful varieties will grow just as well in Turkey, as their traditional ones do. As someone who has established an orchard, I know it’s really not that difficult to produce excellent quality dried apricots. It’s a little strange that there is not only a shortage, but there is lack of knowledge about what is tasty and what is not. I think this is an area where the government has to step in and put a ban on Turkish Mediterranean Apricots because they’re so horrible, and you know what, maybe the rest of the world has ‘cottoned’ to the fact of which are the tasty ones, and which aren’t, and so they have taken all the tasty ones for themselves, and given Australia the ones that don’t taste very good, because most Australians are a bloody asleep at the wheel. Wake Up. {Or possible the Turks are asleep}. Maybe they’re too busy fighting. You can see from this photo that there is a plain looking difference, between the Mediterranean Turkish Apricots and other varieties. The ones above with that deep beautiful orange - those ones are the tastiest too, the ones below, the Mediterranean Turkish ones, are as bland as they look. 2. ‘Satsuma’, ‘Mariposa’, ‘KingBilly’ and ‘Angelina’ - my 4 Plum trees that wereSeasonally Stolen I had purchased and grown 4 plum trees under the nets in my Rangari garden, mainly because I knew I liked plums, and I could rarely find any plums in the supermarket, and if I did, often they just weren’t ripe, weren’t picked at the right time, so they didn’t ripen. So, I really wanted to grow them. I also wanted to make my own personal stash of sun-dried plums for emergency digestion problems! Just in case, I should need to take antibiotics again! So finally, my trees grew. They are quite large trees. When they’re ready, so it seems not only did I want to pick my plums, but all my neighbours in the area wanted to pick my plums (how did they know?, I never told anyone I had fruit trees). Actually, as they are so slow growing, they were only ready in the last 3 years that I was there, each year, some of my plums were stolen by intruders, entering into my netting tunnel and taking what they wanted. I personally suspect the stupid blonde girl who stalks me, and steals from me, was responsible, she steals them, then sells them in the supermarket - she has connections with Coles Gunnedah. I don’t know how I could make it any clearer, that these were not her plums, they were MY plums. I paid for them. I grew them, and I tended them. She has no right to come onto my rental property and take anything. How do you get through to a blonde bimbo that she cannot do this? how? Why do I have to endure stupid dogs who steal from me? There are plenty of home fruit tree growers – is that what they have to endure too?; neighbours and other stupid dogs stealing their home-grown organic delicious fruit? Just as I was about to put up a camera, I was given notice to leave. As I left, I picked as many plums as I could, even though they weren’t quite ripe, and I fermented them at Longs cottage, although unfortunately the large glass container that I purchased, was not airtight, and so it failed. I’m pretty sure those plums would still be there, being eaten by someone else who should not be there. Here is a list of al the food I grew at Rangari, a long term investment for myself – ripped away: (there are photos of all in my Google Album ) 1. Achillea filipendulina – Yarrow 2. Allium schoenoprasum – Chives 3. Allium tuberosum - Garlic Chive 4. Almond – ‘Self Pollinating’ 5. Alpinia caerulea – Australian Ginger 6. Alternanthera sissoo – Brazilian Spinach 7. Apium graveolens - Pink Celery 8. Apple – ‘Cox’s Orange Pippin’ – Malus domestica 9. Apple – Dwarf ‘Tropic Sweet’ 10. Apple - Dwarf ‘Tropical Anna’ 11. Apple ‘Fuji’ – Malus pumila Miller var. domestica 12. Apple ‘Royal Gala’ 13. Apricot - Prunus armeniaca 14. Apricot ‘Blenheim’ - Prunus armeniaca 15. Apricot ‘Moorepark’ – Prunus armeniaca 16. Apricot ‘Story’ - Prunus armeniaca 17. Arrowroot - Canna indica var. edulis 18. Asparagus officinalis – Asparagus ‘Mary Washington’ 19. Austromyrtus dulcis x tenuifolia - Copper Tops 20. Bean ‘Flageolet Flagrano’ – Phaseolus vulgaris ‘Flagrano’ 21. Bean Cherokee Wax 22. Black Currant - Ribes nigrum 23. Blackberry - Common – cross of many 24. Blue Curled Kale – Brassica oleracea var sabellica 25. Bok Choi, Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 26. Borage – Borago officinalis 27. Boysenberry X of: Ribes idaeus 28. Brassica juncea - Yukina 29. Brassica oleracea var sabellica 30. Brazilian Tree grape - Myrciaria cauliflora 31. Broadbean ‘Long Pod’ 32. Broccoli ‘Di Cicco Early’ - Brassica oleracea var. italica 33. Broccoli Green Sprouting Calabrese 34. Cabbage 'Red Acre' 35. Cabbage 'Sweet Prime’' 36. Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus 37. Capparis spinosa sp inermis – Thornless Caper Bush 38. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Alma Paprika’ 39. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Californian Wonder’ 40. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ 41. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Yellow’ 42. Carissa macrocarpa - Natal Plum 43. Carob - Ceratonia siliqua 44. Carpobrotus edulis - Pigface 45. Carrot ‘St Valery’ – Daucus carrota 46. Carrots ‘ All Seasons’ 47. Carrots ‘ check label’ 48. Carrots ‘Early Nantes’ 49. Casimiroa edulis - White Sapote 50. Cauliflower ‘Snowball’ - Brassica oleracea var. botrytis 51. Cauliflower 'Purple' 52. Celery - Apium graveolens var dulce 53. Centella asiatica - Gotu Kola 54. Chamaecytisus prolifer – False Lucerne Tree 55. Chenopodium album – Fat Hen 56. Cherry – ‘Pretty Gully’ 57. Cherry ‘Lapins’ - Prunus avium 58. Chestnut - Castanea sativa 59. Chia - Salvia hispanica 60. Chilean Guava - Ugni molinae 61. Chilli ‘Habenero’ 62. Chinese Radish 'Red Meat' - Raphanus sativus 63. Common Mallow - Malva neglecta 64. Coriandrum sativum – Coriander (every year) 65. Corn, Sweet, ‘Hawaiian’, Eden seeds - Zea mays convar. saccharata var. rugosa 66. Cornus mas – Cornelian Cherry, Diggers (2009) 67. Cos Lettuce and Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 68. Cow Pea – Vigna unguiculat 69. Creeping Thyme - Thymus serpyllum coccineus 70. Cucumber – Cucumis sativus ‘Lebanese’ 71. Cucumber Green Gem 72. Cymbopogon flexuosus – Lemon Grass 73. Cyphomandra betacea – Tamarillo or Tree Tomato 74. Daikon – Raphinus sativus acanthiformis 75. Dandelion - Taraxacum officinale 76. Diakon 77. Dill – Anethum graveolens 78. Dolichos lablab - Purple Hyacinth Bean 79. Dragon Fruit, Pearl - Hylocereus undatus 80. Dutch Cream Seed Potato - Solanum tuberosum 81. Dwarf Pea ‘ Blue Bantam’ 82. Eggplant ‘Early Long Purple’ -Solanum melongena 83. Elderberry - Sambucus nigra 84. Eletaria cardomum – Cardomom 85. Eugenia aggregata - Cherry Of The Rio Grande 86. Existing red grape 87. Fagopyrum esculentum – Buckwheat 88. Feijoa sellowiana - Pineapple Guava 89. Fennel ‘Florence’ – Foeniculum vulgare dulce 90. Ficus macrophylla - Moreton Bay Fig 91. Fig - Ficus carica - Common Fig 92. French Sorrel - Rumex scutatus 93. Garden Cress - lepidium sativum 94. Garden Thyme - Thymus vulgaris 95. Grape – Vitis vinifera cultivar, ‘Centennial Seedless Large Early White’ 96. Horseradish - Armoracia rusticana 97. Hovenia dulcis - Japanese Raisin Tree 98. Hyacinth Bean - Dolichos lablab 99. Hyssop – Hyssopus officinalis 100. Ipomoea aquatic - Water Spinach or Kangkong 101. Jerusalem artichoke - Helianthus tuberosus 102. JostaBerry – Ribes x nidigrolaria 103. Juniperus communis - Juniper berry 104. Juniperus taxifolia var lutchuensis – Lutchuensis Juniper 105. Kaffir Lime - Citrus hystrix 106. Khol Rabi - Brassica oleracea 107. Kohlrabi - Brassica oleracea 108. Laurus nobilis – Bay Tree 109. Lemon ‘Meyer’- Citrus limon 110. Lemon Balm – Melissa officinalis 111. Lemon Tree - Citrus limon, cutting from Eureka 112. Lemon Tree ‘ Myer’- Citrus limon 113. Lettuce ‘Cos’ 114. Lettuce ‘Imperial’ 115. Lilly Pilly 116. Lime ‘Tahitian’ - Citrus latifolia 117. Linum marginale - Native Flax 118. Linum usitatissimum - Common flax 119. Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus 120. Macadamia tetraphylla - Macadamia 121. Mango Kensington Pride (known as Bowen) 122. Marion berry - Rubus x“Cabernet of Blackberries” 123. Melissa officinalis – Lemon Balm 124. Melissa officinalis – Lemonbalm 125. Mentha - Common Mint 126. Monstera deliciosa – Fruit Salad Plant 127. Mulberry - Morus nigra, Black 128. Murraya koenigi - Curry Tree 129. Mustard, White 130. Nasturtium ‘Tom Thumb Black Velvet’ – Tropaelum minus, seed eBay, (2014) 131. Nectarine ‘Emillie’ - Prunus persica 132. Nectarine ‘May Grand’ 133. Nepeta mussinii – Cat Mint 134. Nettle - Urtica dioica 135. Ocimum basilicum - Thai Basil 136. Ocimum basilicum minimum – Basil ‘Minette’ 137. Onion ‘Cream Gold’ Allium cepa 138. Onion ‘Red Stem Welsh’ – Allium fistulosum 139. Onion Lockyer Gold 140. Onion Pukekohe, long keeper (allium cepa) 141. Onion Russian 142. Onion Strigunovsky 143. Onion Stuttgart Long Keeper 144. Orange ‘Washington Navel’ 145. Orange Tree ‘Lanes Late’ 146. Orange Tree ‘Leng Navel’ 147. Orange Tree ‘Seedless Valencia’ 148. Orange Tree ‘Washington Navel’ 149. Oregano 150. Pak Choi green 151. Passiflora exoniensis - Exoniensis Passionflower 152. Passiflora mollissima - Banana Passionfruit 153. Passionfruit ‘Nellie Kelly’ Passiflora edulis 154. Pea - Greenfeast 155. Peach ‘Anzac’ - Prunus persica 156. Peach ‘Suncrest’, Semi Dwarf - Prunus persica 157. Peacharine - (nectarine x peach) 158. Peanut ‘Virginia’ – Arachis hypogaea 159. Pear ‘Williams Bon Chretien’ – Pyrus communis 160. Pear Tree ‘Sensation’ 161. Petroselinum crispum – Parsley, Curled seed, GP (2009) 162. Phytolacca americana - American pokeweed 163. Pigeon Pea – Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus 164. Pinus pinea - Stone Pine 165. Plum ‘Angelina’ - Prunus domestica 166. Plum ‘KingBilly’ – Prunus domestica 167. Plum ‘Mariposa’ - Prunus domestica 168. Plum ‘Satsuma’ - Prunus domestica 169. Plum cot – (plum x apricot) 170. Polygonum odoratum – Vietnamese Mint 171. Potatoes – ‘Dutch Cream’ 172. Potatoes – ‘Nicola’ 173. Potatoes – ‘Spunta’ 174. Potatoes - crisp 175. Psidium cattleianum - Strawberry Guava 176. Psidium guajava – Cream Guava 177. Punica granatum – Pomegranate 178. Purple Podded Bean - Dolichos lablab 179. Purslane - Portulaca 180. Quinoa - Chenopodium quinoa 181. Radicchio 'Palla Rossa' 182. Raspberry - cross of many species in the Rubus genus mainly in the subgenus Idaeobatus 183. Raspberry "Heritage" 184. Raspberry “Tulllameen” 185. Red Aztec Spinach - Chenopodium berlandieri ssp. nuttaliae, 186. Red Currant - Ribes rubrum 187. Red Onion – ‘Early Californian Red’ 188. Red Shallots (10 Bulbs) - Allium cepa 189. Rhodomyrtus tomentose - Ceylon Hill Gooseberry 190. Ribes x nidigrolaria – Jostaberry 191. Rockmelon 192. Rose Apple – Eugenia jambos, (formally Syzygium) 193. Rosmarinus officinalis – Rosemary 194. Rosmarinus officinalis 'Prostratus' 195. Rubus idaeus – Raspberry ‘Tulameen’ 196. Rue – Ruta graveolens 197. Rumex crispus - Yellow Dock. Similar acting to Dandelion 198. Saffron Crocus 199. Salvia officinalis – Sage 200. Santalum acuminatum – quangdong 201. Santalum spicatum 202. Shallot ‘PicadorF1’ 203. Sichuan Pepper - Zanthoxylum piperitum 204. Snake Vine - Vigna unguiculata 205. Snow Pea ‘Yakumo’ - Pisum sativum 206. Soy Bean Ebay 207. Spaghetti Squash 208. Spinach ‘Monnopa’ – Spinacia oleracea 209. Spondias cytherea or Spondias dulcis – Ambarella 210. Sprouts – not sure what, possibly fenugreek 211. Squash ‘White Scallop’ - Cucurbita pepo 212. Strawberries – Fragaria x Ananassa 213. Sweet Corn ‘Hawaiian’ 214. Sweet Marjoram – Origanum majorana hortensis 215. Tansy – Tanacetum vulgare 216. Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 217. Thornless Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus (R. idaeus 'Red Antwerp' blackberry x R.ursinus - Raspberry) 218. Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum - ‘Roma’ 219. Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum – ‘Brandywine’ 220. Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa sp, GE black plastic pot, keeps moving around dead 221. Turmeric / Tumeric - Curcuma domestica 222. Unknown tuber – prob ginger edible? 223. Vaccinium corymbosum – Highbush Blueberry ‘Blue Rose’ 224. Vanilla - Vanilla planifolia 225. Vigna radiate - Mung Bean 226. Viola labradorica 227. Watercress – Nasturtium aquaticum 228. Watermelon ‘Cream of Saskatchewan’ – Citrullus lanatus 229. Watermelon ‘Moon and Stars’ - Citrullus vulgaris 230. White Currant - Ribes glandulosum 231. Witloof 232. Wurtz Avocado Semi Dwarf, Persea americana 233. Yacon - Smallanthus sonchifolius 234. Yarrow Achillea 235. Yukina - Savoy Cabbage- Brassica juncea 236. Zucchini ‘Black’ - Cucurbita pepo 237. Zucchini ‘GreenSkin’ - Cucurbita pepo 3. No Real Lawyers in Australia I mention in my Life Stories page on my Blog, that I tried to get a lawyer to sue Facebook under the constitutional law; we have right to think, speak and write as we believe. But there were no lawyers in Australia who would uphold this law, and fight on my behalf. NONE. No government agency either, just total reluctance to have anything to do with any online social media company. Of course, I’m guessing if I had 150 grand on the table, someone would step forward, but if you’re a typical working-class person or low income of any sort, forget about it, you do not have any rights if somebody comes along and kicks you off or bans you from any online forum, or violates your rights. You have no rights at all. I even tried the department of fair trading, as there is a huge trading system going on in Facebook, so to be ban from trading falls under a different law, but still they refused to have anything to do with social media websites, and they also specifically said eBay, can do as they please. Possibly this may be due to fear, fear from being sabotaged themselves online, as so many things are done Electronically, if you piss off a computer nerd, some of them are so stupid, dogged and have such a lack of common sense, they will do anything to sabotage and destroy you, just for a ti-ti. They are idiots. But idiots occupy every sector. In my opinion, the fact that nobody will do anything about my being kicked out of practically every social media platform available, makes the whole constitution a scam. It’s like the country is pretending to be a democracy, pretending to have all of these laws to protect us. But if there’s no one there to enforce them, then we don’t have them, it’s just something on paper, that sounds good – and something ‘good’ to talk about on TV, but it’s just talk, it’s not actually true. In 2020, I was ban from Facebook, Wiki, Flickr, Gumtree, eBay, Google reviews on Google Maps, and Spflr. It’s now 2023, and if I create a new name, email address, phone number and home address I can create another account on only Flickr, Gumtree, Google reviews and Spflr, however, not on Facebook, Wiki or eBay - they seem to have major Nazi dogs who work for them, and can determine IP addresses - or whatever other means they use, (dogs) to track the public, usually within half an hour they have tracked me, and deleted my account. Those people are fucked, and I have willed them to get cancer and die. but the others that I can re create another account on, I suspect only I can see my content, it is not visible to the public. I noticed the same applies to medical malpractice, no lawyer will sue unless the victim dies or ends up a paraplegic. But little DELIBERATE medical malpractices happen all the time in Australia. I have mentioned at least 10 on my blog, and not all involving me. You know there is going to be heaps more. The reason why it goes on is just this – no one ‘puts’ them in trouble, or makes them pay. Same reason. While I am at it – OMG, there are some lazy clueless pricks who work for the QLD Department of fair trading, clueless on how to communicate – how on earth did they get that specific job that requires excellent communication skills. What a scam bullshit Queensland gov department. (out of pocket $3000) Also, I have noted that if an Australian company is acting fraudulent, and as a result, endangering people‘s lives, and deaths ensue. Instead of being found guilty and being able to be sued by the families and to pay out millions or whatever the courts decide (billions?). Instead, the government or some such entity with significant powers, has come up with a system of fines, which means the company don’t get convicted of any crime, which means they can’t be sued or jailed. I did have a specific example to give you here, but it has been reworded or lost in speech to test translation, and I can’t remember it. But if I wrote the above, I know it to be true. It's like in this country, any one, (except me) can do anything they please, and not get in trouble for it. It’s like all the dogs are on my back, monitoring my internet activity, when all the actual criminals go about their business are undisturbed. Absurd government procedures. 4. Some People cannot Handle my Phone Call, and Inquiry Why is it, if I contact my jobs provider outside appointment time, suddenly they and Centrelink, and or government services, do some weird seemingly unnecessary thing, like create a portal that nobody uses, or create a big survey that nobody cares about and is pointless, and some such other things…. What is it exactly about me that prompts such an unnecessary, money wasting, undertaking? It seems to me, it would be far more appropriate if you actually asked me what needs to be done, and I could give you a whole list of things that need to be done. Just read my blog for starters. (The post office does it too – they seem to be connected) Although the post office has a far better understanding of what is required, like all parcels are now tracked, so postal workers and neighbours can no longer steal my mail. Smart. Ask them what you can do gov services! Wondering if I should start keeping track of all the times I am woken in the middle of the night - 4th Jan 2023, 2:50am woken up, some little shithead, ‘scream singing’ to me to wake up - in my dream. rack off. 5. Dogs Who Play Sides I woke up laughing this morning, as I realized something; I have mentioned a few times on my Blog, about the Dogs Who Play Sides. And well, this morning I was reminded of a time, when I was listening to Radio National one morning, around 2000, I was thinking about going over to the coast, and I would stop and see my aunt and her family. And as soon as I thought about my aunt, some little bitch on the radio started mimicking my aunt – my aunt has a specific kind of noise she makes, unmistakable. I felt the woman on the radio was kind of implying they could play sides with her, against me by manipulating her “We can make fun of her to manipulate her, and make me sound like the bitch” (typical stupid female). This is a bit hard to explain just what dogs get up to, but I think I have explained it well enough. Anyway, the reason I was laughing was because those stupid bitchy women have spent the last 20 years or so ‘playing sides’ and now they have no one left to play against me – they have manipulated everyone!!! Ha hah ha aha ah ha. And guess what, I don’t care; if your too stupid not to see you are being manipulated by stupid women from the ABC, then you are too stupid to hang out with me! I would like to point out, I do not personally know anyone who works at Radio National, although one time I heard those dogs say Billy Baxter was a manager or something, and I recognized his name from Gunnedah, but do not know him personally. But I have had monumental problems with people who work on Radio Stations, ones, that have no common-sense at all, and steal from me. They are always female. The biggest problem seems to be bully dogs on the radio; little girls who seem to have a problem with the fact that I am listening to the radio on my own, as in, there is no one else to witness what they have to say on the radio, just me!; not married, no partner, no boss, no other people around, just me hanging out at home – this fact alone really seems to annoy the peacock dogs as they can’t play sides if it is just me!!! They just can't handle the fact that I'm single! – {I know, the reason why they seemingly can’t handle my presence, is because THEY ARE STUPID, stupid little dogs who can’t think for themselves; It is not my fault you are completely stupid. lol}. But alas NO, it’s really the whole “we want to play sides thing” “we want to determine who is right and who is wrong in any argument”, “we want to pit spouse against spouse” “we want to play judge, adjudicator, and GOD” {As far as I am concerned anyone who want to this IS completely stupid}. For some reason, I think some of those dogs that were harassing me in Gunnedah, were also up here at Sarina when I went to Mitre 10, they poisoned me in the nursery - it's like if I go to bunnings the dogs will steal from me and if I go to Mitre 10 they'll kill me – so, which is the better option? I guess I'll have to go to the stealing one now, but online only – never instore. I have had MONUMENTAL problems with stupid bitches on the radio, – why are they putting the stupid ones on the radio – get ones with a BRAIN! Plus, it goes way back. I remember when I went to a library on the Central Coast down at Gosford; the librarian was being very peculiar; She was very nice, and she was speaking to me, well trying to tell me something in a strange manner, but suggesting that there were girls who had come in to the library before me, and were trying to “play sides” - to get her to be a bitch to me, and to discriminate against me in some bitch way. In retrospect I know exactly what she was talking about, as it happens ALL THE TIME -I’m merrily instore browsing away, then for no apparent reason I would have girls being completely rude and disrespectful to me – but back then it was not a big cult thing to discriminate against me, so I was left a little perplexed! This librarian went on to say she told them to rack off {in polite terms}! They don’t make just anyone a librarian down there on the central coast!! So, I mean this is what I have to put up with pretty much everywhere I go, monumental stupid dogs who try to play sides, for all I know it could be the same group of women from the ABC – JJJ, I used to listen to back then. And I can tell you sadly MOST people aren’t as filled with as much commonsense as that librarian, and will agree to play these stupid little dogs games by being discriminatory, or bullies – like a power trip – “I get to play the baddy like on television!”. The nature of most people in Australia is weakness and patheticness, especially women, you are embarrassing -infact it does seem to be only a game women play. Stupid women. Aside from harassment - someone pointed out to me – it is like ‘heckling’ me! I am also talking about intellectual property rights and theft. There is no doubt in my mind that it is those people who steal from me. PERVERTS. It’s like “just because I can, I will”; they can't help themselves; they have no control or restraint, they were raised by bimbos – and most of them are from Sydney. And then of course there's everyone else who sees what they do and think that it's really cool because of who they are, and so COPY them; never-ending cycle of THIEVING STUPIDITY. Btw, it is my general feeling that people who steal like that, deserve a bullet to the ear (just incase you were considering me for fake Jury duty!) So many problems, infact, that I never listen to the radio anymore, have not for many years now, and I think anyone who does, is blind as bats. (note, there were some really good ones, very savvy and respectful talk show people – little birdy told me NO emphatic NO. none, they all hopped on the discrimination bandwagon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯). Within the same industry, the entertainment industry, some of the movie industry is just full of stupid dogs who ‘play sides’. It’s their ultimate dream in life for me to have some sort of conflict between me and someone else in my ‘real’ life, so they get to decide who is right, and who is wrong, and play sides, (play God), ultimately, favouring the other person, so they can bias against me, (like little siblings?) any excuse. Bloody 3rd borns. I am still not quite 100% sure why they do this: I mean, did I burn your house down? Did I sleep with your spouse? Did I kidnap your child?...why the discrimination??? Radio people have a HUGE network of people (including the police) that they can call on to help them ‘play sides’, they take action, and go on the attack, - they gang up on their victim. They especially used to pick on me if I'm driving, you know like if I go 1km over the speed limit, then they have a reason to ‘play Nazi’, or parking in the designated spot, like any kind of little road rule is watched like a hawk, by radio people; seriously dysfunctional, bored and have nothing better to do. Extreme busybodies. I also noticed about some of those personalities, is their arrogance and cockiness, it seems this trait makes them feel like they can tear other people down. So, if I say something then, they'll automatically say something to contradict what I just said. I have examples, but won’t worry about writing them down. Just so common. In retrospect I can see now, it is a narcissistic personality, that does that - they have put narcissists on the radio! That is a classic thing narcissists do. So, stop putting dysfunctional people on the radio! This probably has something to do why I don't listen to the radio, because I don't tolerate dysfunctional people in my life. Just don’t, it seems to be a built-in genetic thing about me. How much do they get paid? Whatever it is, it's way too much. They do muck all but annoy people. I should point out, some of them will in affect ‘choose my side’ and plot against bastards who cross my path. I assure you, murder, is not too much of a tactic for them. Although slander, theft and nuisance behaviour (like aeroplane following you around) is their favoured tactic, alongside food poisoning and police tickets. They are evil and stupid, as they often have wrong dog information – and make no mistakes about it – they are dogs. (I think this is what my neighbours do too at Gin Gin, ‘playsides’, they typically too don’t care about the truth, they are in it to fight, they looove fighting). So, it extends to shopping, it seems other women like to try and play sides with the retailer of where I need to go, I was going to write a whole paragraph of what they do, but I really can’ be bothered. This happens a lot. Some shops I just can’t go to because they refuse to serve me, or they’re so disrespectful that it’s in a not worth my time going there. Kmart – there’re heaps of others. I feel like the retailers were so sick of shoplifters in the 80’s and 90’s, that they have come up with a plan of employing the “thugs and baddies” to try to combat the thievery?? As it’s like the retailers are the trashy baddies now. So, I do not think their plan has worked, as apparently shoplifting is out of control; now. {I personally believe it is because of those dogs playing sides – they have a started a whole petty theft fashion.} oh, police why don’t you just ignore me. I did also notice for that brief time I was on Facebook, the dogs who play sides, are on it too, and most Australians don’t know that this country is only perceived to be a Democracy, really it is not, it is controlled by passive aggressive Nazis (not the German kind, but the bully personality kind). Or, really, people steal and take more than their fair share, in the name of Democracy – if you pay attention, it is the rich people who so badly want a Democracy, as they know how unfair the world is, and how greedy they are - they are desperate not to be ‘for wanting anything’. BTW, someone VERY important (I should name names, but I will not in this instance) told me, that those other ‘gung-ho’ young people who so love to fight, are in the millions in the USA after graduation, so that is why they create Wars, in the likes of foreign poor countries, (like Vietnam), so they can send those non-thinking young people off – really to get rid of them – leave the rest of us in peace, and just so they have something to do… HOW UNCREATIVE, those decision makers are, think of something more useful thanks very much, and while you’re at it, get that stupid non-thinking fighting mentality out of their heads, although I am not sure that is possible due to all the psychological abuse that they would have encountered by power tripping parents and teachers who yet have not been enlightening into knowing better ways of child rearing. And, anyway, there are plenty of non-army types who like to fight (most local council employees, or Centrelink employees for instance). Before I was banned for Truth Telling on FB, when I made a post about what happened to me (exactly what happened), I had certain people on FB, follow me from Group to Group, and write up contradictory things in the comments, it was really obvious that they were trying to play sides and contradict me and try to make me look like the bad guy, when infact it was their stupidity and bitchyness (but more bitchyness) that put them in the wrong in the first place. They still do this on any online reviews I put up now too. They have fake names, fake identities. Also, there is some stupid little bitch who is constantly (for many years) wanting me to ‘connect with other people’ (pick up) – for this very purpose, of being able to play sides. I have no interest in connecting with other people, I like being on my own, comprehende! As I have mentioned before on my blog, most people are rude, disrespectful and threatened by me (not to mention, easily manipulated by the dogs), and that is just an understatement as to the means and way of most people in Australia. I get so annoyed when I see dogs in the Movie / Television industry implying that people without families are evil, selfish and criminals. In my experience the opposite of this is true. And, little bitch, if you have nothing to amuse yourself with and cannot play me off with my family or the person who has lately crossed my path - then TOUGH TITTIES, deal with it moron, and get a life. I will not be “getting married” to please you, for fucks sake! And no, I am not speaking to myself! Lol Some guy, actually 2 now, told me, they used to fight with ‘themselves’ – I assume they were talking about people who do their reflections. Glad they have now been enlightened! Lol unfortunatly the dogs who harass me are not a figment of my imagination, they are real, I sadly see them everyday, still. 6.Pet Peeve re Fashion Trends and Others Women who wear clothing that shows their breasts! I have seen ones showing, at least half their breasts!! The street is not your personal boudoir! - Some things are meant for the bedroom only. Those women have extreme poor taste, either that, or they’re completely desperate. Or, they are brainwashed by dirty clothing labels; one woman told me, that’s all she could find, there were no tops available in 2013 that had a ’conservative’ neck line! This trend of low-neck lines came about in the late 90’s, and has stuck, although raised somewhat today, but generally lower now, than before the 90’s. Btw, I find it better to make my own clothes, rather than purchase due to the fact that sizing is ridiculous if you shop online (can’t try on; sometimes I am a 14, other times I am a 20, depending on the brand), plus, there are always dogs in all the shops trying to sabotage me, trying to "teach me a lesson" - stupid blonde dogs do this, it is so time wasting, and all I repeatedly learn is how stupid most young retail girls still are. When are they going to learn?! A few other pet peeves; Tassel fringing that falls out in the wash, or other poor-quality items that should last years, but fall apart after a few wears. Tricked ‘purchases’ by total thieves. People who say "have a nice day" at the end of trade or conversation. We are Australian, we don't use "feet" yes I'm talking to you Kmart, and, other big brand ONLINE stores. We use the METRIC system. Shops that don’t have prices written on product or shelf, - ones that do this deliberately, so they can base their checkout price on the customer – they overcharge customers based on what they look like, how they are dressed, what car they have, or who they are. When weather woman says “More horrid weather” – if it’s raining. I think those women must live in this tiny little bubble, and have no idea about the ongoing drought problems/ water issues all across Australia. WE LOVE THE RAIN, ALL THE TIME!! When the Media states “families first”. They fail to realize it is over population and multiple child families, that are destroying the planet. Believe it. When people wave to me frantically from their cars. I find it a little disturbing. Like my neighbours at Sarina do it. Instead of the usual one finger wave that I am used to in rural Gunnedah, or a nod. Instead, some people practically stick their whole hand out the window and wave like they’re cleaning an imagined window, in an extreme fast, agitated motion. In fact, I can only assume that they’re really suffering from some sort of weird mental health disorder when people do this – it is that odd for me. Anyway, now, I make a point of not waving to anyone ever, especially as I was told a wave can be interpreted by certain males in the totally wrong way, and may explain sometimes why I have weird unknown cars revving outside my place. So, if I see someone waving to me now, as their car goes by, I will just totally ignore you! Having to climb across the bed every week, as opposed to walking around to the other side to make it up, because the room is so small {built by non-thinking little minded greedy people with no brain.} (I since moved and have a bigger room now! Woohoo!) So small homes. Small pokey spaces. Narrow hallways; wheelchair access everywhere. Sniffers. Can’t stand people who sniff if they have cold; get a tissue. Being around people who have nothing to do and no thoughts of their own, so they concern themselves with what I’m doing. Its stalking harassment narcissism. So narcs. When people say “can’t afford it, only on a pension” - try living on unemployment! A pensioner is a rich compared to jobseeker payment. I hear this pensioner complaint frequently, all the time. I just want to bloody yell at them to shut up. Also hearing a rich person telling a poor person to “stop complaining" – this is too narc related “admit you are poor and I’ll stop harassing you”. People on Facebook who use their dog as image profile. What, are you, shy! It's called F-A-C-E book, the whole point of it is to put your face on it, you little oppressed Australians. Someone told me, this is the case, because they are potheads, and characteristics of potheads is shyness and repression, (?) because what they're doing is illegal! This maybe the case, but I think it more to do with, maybe my generation, an older generation, they're not used to being so "out there", in public, they're usually raised conservative, at least most of the kids back in my home town in Gunnedah were. I have talked about it before, how most people in Gunnedah wouldn't even buy a house at auction, because that would involve being active in public. People who advertise something on marketplace for free, but then in the description, state its xx$ - dodgy dishonests. Also, people who click the auto “is this still available”. Please, use your brain, if you want something, go after it. Palm trees. Just not a fan. Not attractive. Look like power polls, and drop huge heavy fronds. Pretty much the same with Coconut trees too. People who say to me or in general ‘you are to blame for all your misfortunes’. This one really annoys me, there are so many things outside my control, outside anyone’s control. One person does not control everything. Only a moron would say that. Toilet scenes in movies! It's disgusting we don't want to see people go to the toilet; most of us are not total perverts, thanks very much. Oh, and beeping, car, train, trucks, also - annoying. People who do stupid revenge things out of spite for really pathetic reasons, like a good example; I saw a car who braked all of a sudden infront of another driver, no crash, but the person behind got the shits, so much so that they sped up, overtook the ‘braker’, went in front of him, and suddenly braked. Now, that kind of behaviour is absolutely disgusting. OMG someone braked - deal with it instead of throwing a hissy fit tantrum like a stupid little spoilt two year-old. The revenge person should NOT have a license for anything let alone for driving. They should not be allowed to have kids. – Another name for politician’s list, who ought to be ban; no ‘breeding by stupids’. There seems to be a weird pattern at the unit complex, like it kind of builds up. A momentum of agitation, and it comes to a crescendo, when I’m about to go down town and run errands. Like yesterday, when I packed the car, there’s someone down to the left of me, throwing a verbal tantrum, and then the girl next door asking me ridiculous questions. She has done it 4 times now - possibly to waste my time? Or distract me? Who knows, (I now believe it is to distract me, so I forget something, like my hat or sunnies. Someone else told me that was about control – they have no control over me or where I go in my car, so they start asking stupid questions to try and feel in control. Weird. We are not even friends. So could all those people involved, kindly mind your own business. What I do is none of your business. As I'm not the kind of person who’s just going to walk up to you and start chitchatting, even smile at you or wave hello, just because your there, {maybe if we are walking past each other when not many others are around, I might say hello then, just so the other person does not feel afraid. Or if I want to know something specific, I have no problems going up to strangers and asking}, but I don't feel that I need to be friends with everybody. That's not my personality type. And so, this has caused problems for other people who have pretty much the opposite personality trait, they want to be friends with everyone - although I would go so far as to say that their “needs” are a dysfunction. But so, if I don't speak to them or acknowledge them or say hello or do whatever it is they expect other people to do around them, (which is bit weird that they have expectations in the first place – people will always disappoint, if you have expectations), but those certain people, will just declare war on me. I just can't stand those people, they are so sad and dysfunctional in my opinion, I'm fairly certain those people who are responsible for a lot of the thefts. That type of person "oh well, you should have been friends with me, then I wouldn't have stolen it". It's like they are trying to blame me for their stupid behaviour - ridiculous behaviour. It's things like this which bring me to believe, that so many of the people on this planet are just basically monkeys, dressed in human costumes. 7. Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do Reward and Punishment - Sickoes The people that live at this house are the trashy disrespectful people that beep their car horn at 3 o’clock in the morning, aswell as at various other times, disturbing the whole neighbourhood. I don’t know anything about the people who live there, except there is only one house, but they seem to have people living, or coming and going from their shed to the left of the house too, who, are the trouble makers mainly. I thought, possibly it was owned by the same person who owns our units next door, because I saw the landlords son do some work in front of their house, but upon checking domain.com, I can see it is not, it was purchased outright in 2021 for $85,000 {and what a bargain, it is bigger than the photo shows}. By the way that’s exactly what I’m talking about; a home loan repayment at $85,000 would be around about $105 per week, that’s more than twice less the price of a cheaper rental such as mine, not even a house. So, you may think, one would have to be a lunatic to rent, when you can just OWN and pay MUCH cheaper payment per week. Plus, you wouldn’t have stress of dealing with rental agency little girl bitches, evictions, and annoying landlords. But the bimbos at Commonwealth Bank would refuse to sell low-income people a home loan like this - unless they’re in permanent full-time employment. Which doesn’t make any sense, because people who are unemployed, STILL have to live somewhere, and pay rent, but they are forced to pay double the amount, (if not triple, - do you get it? The people who have the least amount of money in life, have to pay double or triple to live?). With CBA’s reason as to why they rejected my application, being that I, as not someone in fulltime employment, I must be IRRESPONSIBLE. {This is discrimination). They do PUNISHMENTS – they are nazis. (They also want ‘victims’ to pay rents, to make home owners richer; reward, punishment – they are fully sick) So, they have no problems giving home loans to dirty peace disturbers like my neighbours, but refuse someone who is like me, who is responsible, honest and an environmentally caring person (I sell native seeds, part time – low income). It’s an area of NO COMMON SENSE, where naive SNOBBY bimbos have been allowed to apply this no common-sense rule. It’s like the “Oxford” gang from England is still trying to inflict their snobbery and discrimination. And, what’s more, CBA, especially, I have noted is big, (as in the guiltiest) on following through with the public primary school teachers scheme of “Gold Star Dog” theory. That being “the richer you are (the more gold stars you have), the more we will reward you with huge monetary privileges.” Well, CBA, do you really think, you should be basing your work philosophies, on young female nazi public primary school teachers who powertrip lording over young kids? Or are you again, just letting yourself be still brainwashed by primary school teachers, and not thinking things through. I find in life, from time to time, I have come across other such instances of no-common-sense; like how the police used to not help look for a missing child if 48hrs had not passed – that was their RULE. But there were many times where it is was blatantly obvious that a child missing after only 10 minutes or so, would be a police matter. Oh, but their rule…. There are others, particularly in schools and institutes like hospitals and nursing homes. Where non thinking women dominate the industry. At these times, someone like me (someone who does not mind being the ‘bad’ guy often offending people, to bring awareness), is needed to bring these non-sensical, old, outdated issues into light, otherwise bimbos will just keep going on abiding by the same rules and silly laws, not thinking about it. There are heaps of non-thinking people working and in those positions of power, heaps. This Commonwealth Bank home loan area is such an issue. I want to reiterate it; so someone who receives a government subsidy, like a farmer, of up to $20000 a year, plus they earn profits from their farm, is allowed to apply for a home loan, but someone receiving just slightly over than that subsidy amount, on employments, CANNOT apply for a home loan; as the farmer is deemed more responsible than the person who is basically still receiving the same amount of money from the government. Now, if their argument was, well, the farmer would have more money at the end of the day due to their farm work, so that’s why we would give it to them (I understand famers can make upwards of $150,000 before the subsidy was removed, (wow),) BUT that is not their argument, the banks argument is not based on money, it is based on the fact that someone receiving that unemployment payment is considered high risk and irresponsible. Such irony when the farmer is also receiving gov money – they are just the same as unemployed in this respect. But as rents are twice, if not 3 times as much as a mortgage repayment would be, which is WHAT they should be looking at – “can this person be proven to repay the mortgage?” – that’s all they ought to be looking at. {And I have 30 years’ worth of rent receipts to prove that, and bank records.} So, they are not applying common-sense and are just being BANK BITCHES. Wake up please. (Apparently all the banks have this rule, according to a home loan broker in Mackay. I did try to apply to several others, all online application, but NONE of them contacted me back. How rude!) I have notified my local politician about this issue, as it needs to be re-assessed. In the past, when I have encounted such nonsensical issues, I have contacted my local politician, and they have, indeed fixed or attempted to fix, or at least got the ball rolling for a transformation. Writing to politicians is essential to getting positive changes in Australia. They really can make good things happen, not all of them wrought the system. Although, I have heard, there are politicians who go over to Indonesia and spawn orphans (in the 1000’s) within the local ‘woman of the street’ industry, so probably best that you don’t contact those ones. At any rate, I suspect they will do something about this, but in 30years time, when the person who made the rule, is dead, and nobodies feelings or ego will be hurt. In 2025, some little birdy suggested I change banks, they implied that the CBA is a terrible bank because they are destroying the planet, they're not a “green bank”. I mean, it could've just been someone at Bank Australia plugging themselves, because they're completely carbon neutral! But at the time I thought I'm too old to be changing banks. I've had the same bank account since I was 8 at CBA. I certainly only recommend opening a bank account with the Bank of Australia, as this bank doesn't have a finger in every single piece of pie in every single country, and this bank, promotes itself by being 'green' and 'clean', unlike ANY OTHER bank, who all have a piece of pie of the fossil fuel industry. (Actually, they are also some credit unions in Australia who do not invest in the fossil fuel industry either). Plus, since I wrote this story, I have had problems with my bank, in particular with my credit card, and money going missing, with no transactions looks dodgy, but just the balance doesn't add up, several hundred dollars missing here and there. I've also had problems with phone harassment, who I believe was someone from the bank, some girl, as I had spoken to her before, and she was so rude it was unbelievable, so I think it was her that was harassing me? And maybe she was some stupid dog who has read these stories and has taken personal offence, and decided to take her revenge by being rude and harass me and stealing my money from my credit card??? Well little bitch girl, I'm not going to change my stories, I only write the truth. You might be able to steal money in hidden manner, but you can't hide the truth about your evil ways. I'm going to be telling everybody. So now, today (after yet another refund was not included in my cc balance {$21.78, from the uk {CBA uk based?}), I would like to switch banks, but I'm having difficulties, because I need a credit card: if you shop online, which I do all the time, most online shops ONLY accept credit card, so having a credit card is essential to living today, however the banks, once again, have this cockanninnie rule, that they don't give credit cards to people on low income - which is absolutely bizarre, as people on low income still need to go shopping for food! So, they are just not allowing people to shop online by not giving them a credit card – they are denying them their personal freedom. Such a typical nazi act. So, when I wanted my current credit card, back in 2005 I think it was, when the Internet was just taking off, and I could see that I would need one, I did apply online, to the bank, and the bank advise me no. But I knew I needed a credit card, so I phoned them up, and it was very weird, I got this girl who was a little odd, “cool man”, and she pretty much gave me a credit card straight away, she issued me one over the phone. She was very nice and friendly; I'm thinking she's someone who just took the initiative. I don't know whether this was the whole a.m. and p.m. thing I have mentioned this on my blog? I don't want to get into it, it's a huge big story and would make this story too long, so, but whether she actually worked at the bank or not, I don't know for sure, but I was given a credit card, thank goodness (I should mention, I was not paying rent at that time, I had briefly moved back in with dad, so that could be why, but I doubt it, ‘no’ at first, ‘yes’ at second. “2 legs good 4 legs better”). And so now I need another credit card just to swap and transfer money from one bank to the other, and so far I have not been able to do it. “No” from Bank of Australia, and “No” from ING (Bank of Germany). It's like I am forced to be tethered with to cunts at CBA. (Maybe I should try calling those bank this arvo, in the PM?? - maybe the day I call, matters too??😁 ) 8. Warning about Fake Lycra being Sold as Lycra On the left, your Lycra; really transparent, and has hardly any stretch On the right typical lycra of normal quality As you can see, the fabric on the right, which is not yours, is not very transparent. Plus, the fabric on the right has way more stretch than yours. I suspect your lycra is not lycra at all, and is made from polyester. Also yours does not FEEL like lycra. Lycra is a really soft and slippery fabric, but your fabric is grainy and definitely feels like polyester. I am 100% sure it is Polyester. AND NOT LYCRA – you lying thieving retailer. You really should check your supplier; either you or your supplier are ripping off customers 9. Since Retailers are now Coming in AT no 1 in Thievery Since every shop I go to now, the shop girl will try to steal from me, usually by overcharging (although the bunnings staff manage to be able to do it via pickpocketing and distraction snatch thefts from bag or person – this is their game at work – they are DISGUSTING). Someone was telling me, that it’s because those ‘shop girls’ think that I have money, because I dress nicely, and I speak nicely. - Yeah, thaaat’s a good reason bimbo shop girls…. I was raised to speak nicely and be respectful. It’s not a money thing. People, by people, I mean shop girls, seem to be confused about what money is. Shop girls, don’t seem to think that anyone who has loads of money, would get around town or ‘bum’ around in a tracksuit! Little do they know! Rich people wear tracksuits. And, you should never assume – because little girls always assume wrong. You know, when I was in my early 30’s, my grandmother gave me a Cubic Zirconia (CZ) bracelet for my birthday, which I absolutely loved (I believe she was spurred on by my aunt, (her daughter), who said to her one day; she should never assume what I would want, as she, an old lady, would not know what young girl would want! {my grandmother silently proved her wrong, – she did know!! – so, at that time I wore my new bracelet all the time – it was purrrfect! All the time. And, at that time I was attending a government business incentive course for the unemployed, at these unemployment activity meetings, one of the other unemployed girls asked me if the cubic zirconia bracelet was a real diamond bracelet (because really, you can't tell the difference from just looking at it), of course I set her straight, NO, as if! I mean how bizarre that she would think I had a real diamond bracelet when I was unemployed, sitting in a unemployed activity. How strange people are sometimes, maybe she doesn't know how much diamonds are - well, they're extremely expensive, if those diamonds in my cubic zirconia bracelet had been real diamonds, the bracelet would be worth about $10,000! Anyway, I put her wonderings down to the fact that, as I have a fashion background, I always manage to look nice, and dress well, even on a budget, because I make my own clothes, so her perception of me was one of ‘well to do’, even though I was in the same boat as her, unemployed. Unemployed means you have no money, just in case there's anyone else reading here who doesn't quite understand what unemployed means! Btw, while I did so my own clothes back then, now, today as I update this in 2026, my fabric choice is somewhat limited since I was ban from Spnflwr, and actually, I believe this is one of the reasons why I was ban; I suspect it could've been police who ban me from everything online (?) And Spnflwr enabled me to buy nice fabrics, because instead of purchasing them, I used the profits from the sale of my fabric designs, which they turned into what they called spoon dollars. So, I would just let it accumulate until I could purchase some fabric, it did take a while, there was not a big profit margin, at all. {So, the police were thinking girls steal from me because of my clothes, I don’t have “normal” clothes, like clothes from Kmart, or jeans whatever other people wear, so they figure remove her clothing, and the stealing will stop. (You can be sure it was a woman who has come up with that cockanninnie plan). Since I've run out of materials, now indeed, my clothes are starting to look a very tatty - but guess what? - they're STILL STEALING from me! {there was one girl doing signs, “oh I can see your clothes are tatty so I will stop following you around now and stealing from you, and go back to Sydney where I am from” – seriously, I think it was the girl who shoplifted from me at Grave Attire. Either her or the police who ban me trying to justify their cockanninnie actions. {But what kind of stupid woman justifies her stealing based on their clothing – blonde bimbos,. 3rd born stupids}. I recall one shop I ventured into, when I was 18, at Chatswood, (back in 1992), a fancy boutique with designer clothing for older rich women. As a young poor starving fashion student, I felt a little out of place, plus the 2 older shop ladies were staring at me constantly. But the clothes were of particular interest to me, they were stunning, Maggie Shepherd – a kind of bright patchwork textile design based designer. So, I stayed on, gratifying my beady eyes, looking at all, and ignoring what I thought at the time to be loathsome stares from the older shop ladies - somewhere along the lines of Pretty Woman and those hoity snobs on Rodeo drive! Although, thinking back now, that was probably in my imagination, as I was not badly dressed as a fashion student, those older shop ladies were probably just staring at me as it would have been unusual to see someone so young, an 18yr old interested and passionate in these clothes targeted at older women! plus who still had the ‘beauty of youth’! (China in Bull shop! opposite) or maybe they just thought I was a young shop lifter? Who knows, but I mention this because, this was the case back then, shop retailers having to deal with shoplifters, it was never the other way around, like it is now!! Opposite! I have another story too; I personally believe, because at one point, I kept whingeing to myself, repeatedly about bloody shop girls overcharging me, (possibly swearing too). There were other girls who could hear me, such is the nature of a certain type of girl. And so 2 girls - I have no idea who they were, (prob from TV industry, definitely bims) would take it upon themselves, believing that they were acting out of a helpful nature, would go round to each store that I had on my list for the day, so, just before I went into each shop, and would tell the shop girls, that I had no money, and thus they ought not to over charge!! Can you belief that? At first this was a great hindrance, as, if a shop girl thinks you are not going to spend any money, they are rude and dismissive. I can assure you some of them were downright disgusting because they thought I had no money to spend in their shop. But, it happened so much, that after a few years, the girls involved, ended up acquiring the products I was after, and put it in the shop at reasonable price, so I could purchase. Like I somehow magically could always get whatever was written on my budgeted list!! (btw, this no longer happens!) I should point out, while, being able to get everything on my budgeted list was very helpful, I can assure you, most shop owners who see that situation, had no respect for me, like somehow the presence of those girls meant that I was unable to talk for myself, and thus hopeless. I did not ever ask any girl to do anything. They were acting on their own volition. So in Gunnedah, it used to be quite a significant amount that was overcharged - sometimes hundreds of dollars overcharged, but since I have made such a big fuss about it on my blog, and keep calling anyone who steals from me a bimbo, plus moved 1000km from Gunnedah, it has somewhat changed, I have noticed retailers now, know that I’m the girl that people steal from, (I’m not sure if those girls are still going ahead of me), but the retailers now, still want to steal from me, but they don’t want to be accused of a theft, so as above images shows, it’s like a .5c and .10c attempt at theft. Thinking and being a typical girl, they won’t get in trouble for such a trivial amount. I would like to update this in 2025 as actually I feel that the retailers are getting worse in their stealing, like Nutribullet at the good guys and ebay they have stolen from me twice with faulty appliance, like I think they are picking and choosing who gets the good fault free appliance, and who gets the one that they know is faulty. So I always try to purchase online because there's less chance that they overcharged me at the counter, but I mean online shop stores still can screw me, including the post office, and what’s more they usually send me survey emails afterwards: it’s like an underlying message, which is not clearly stated, but the message is clear “ WE TOTALLY SCREWED YOU, but please, go ahead and tell us how you feel about it”. Scumm. I'm going to update this, because I need a new sloppy Joe, but I've needed a new sloppy Joe for quite some time now. That tatty blue sloppy Joe in the photo is probably about 40 years old and then some. I’m not sure who it originally belonged to in our family, but it wasn’t mine. I kind of just inherited it, a handme down. It’s very comfortable, pure cotton, brushed fleece on the inside, woven smooth on the outside. I added a pink fur pocket in 2000, to hold my secateurs and seed pkts! Been washed so many times it has lost most of its warmth, and the sleeves have holes in them. I am reminded every time I look at those holes now; about 5 years ago, I wanted to replace it, back then I went to target in Gunnedah. I found a sloppy Joe, was very nice dark brown one, I tried it on, it was an extra large, and it was perfect, looked perfect in the mirror. I went ahead and purchased it, next morning, I excitedly took it out of the bag, cut all the tags off, put it on and went outside to start my days work. As I was working something wasn’t right, I felt like my jumper was uncomfortable, like it was too small for me. So, I stopped what I was doing, went back inside and looked at myself in the mirror, AND this was NOT the jumper that I tried on in the dressing room, I looked at the label and it was a size small. So, at some point when I left the jumper on the counter with the checkout girl and then when I came back (after having another quick look around the store) it had been swapped over. No doubt in my mind that it would’ve been Target staff who have swapped it (smaller sizes are hard to sell, the plus sizes are all ways sold out quickly). Little stupid shop girls who STEAL. I had already worn it outside. I’d cut the tags off. It was too late to return it. Stuck with crap jumper, which of course I ended throwing out, I never wore it because it’s too small and uncomfortable – I did try to wear it again, as I hate throwing things out, but TOO SMALL! STUPID GIRLS. So, I still need a jumper. My money that I had to buy a jumper has already been spent on the too small jumper. I can’t afford to purchase two of everything, like some stupid girl expects me to do; I’ve repeatedly done stories on my blog about this; why do I have to buy two of everything? 2 casserole dishes, 2 generators, 2 water pressure sprayers, 2 fruit fly nets, 2 milk saucepans, (5) dishwashers, crockery, coffee cups….. the list is endless due to my items have been mostly stolen, or some just didn’t fit on the truck when I had to move, 8 times in the past 7 years, like I have to buy two of everything in my lifetime. It’s just stupid. I suspect even, Coles is trying to charge me twice this year for my groceries - this goes along with the some stupid idiot who stalks me constantly, yelling out “the girls there”, not entirely sure what that means, I suspect this is some girl on the radio who does reflections, she's a bimbo, I never listen to the radio, but sometimes I go to shops who have radio on, and I can hear bimbo girl – those shops steal from me, like they think it is my fault that there is a bimbo girl there WELL it’s NOT, you stupid narcs. So, the theft of the grocery money would be related to her; “well you know if the girls stalking you and following you, and doing reflections, then you should pay for her groceries, as she has no time to work at all and pay for her own”. I just can't believe how stupid they are. IT IS NOT MY FAULT THERE IS SOME STUPID BIMBO ON THE RADIO DOING REFLECTIONS. It's not my fault she is completely stupid and has no thoughts of her own. (Or, it’s not my fault, I have someone trying to trick me into thinking I have some bimbo stalking me.) Whatever. The bank seems to be in cahoots with Coles in order to steal in this manner, I've had to go and do monumental ridiculous lengths (like take daily screenshots on NetBank), to stop this kind of theft, because they do whatever they want. Sneaky. Anyway, I am writing this down to express my ANGER and FRUSTRATION at those stupid little retail girls who work at Gunnedah Target. I hope they get cancer and die. Little thieves. I should say, I've written about retailers stealing from me a lot on my blog, and I believe it's all the same women; might be like a group of girls from bonds? They try to steal from me every time I go shopping at certain shops. But there are some shops where their network doesn't extend, like Amazon; when I purchase products from Amazon, amazingly, they're not faulty! it's a bloody miracle. God bless the Americans! Although last week, there was a charge on my savings account from Amazon for one cent, and I've never given amazon my savings account details, they said it was kindle related (?, I do not have kindle, – maybe they are product placing?) Or maybe the thieving dogs have finally extended their network to Amazon? Or maybe there is some stupid dog who is jealous of the fact that I'm listening to an audiobook at the moment: it's a free audiobook on YouTube. There is some stupid (definatly mentally retarded) girl who thinks I have to pay for everything, along the same lines, if I go somewhere like a public place, I should pay for it, and if it's a free public place, like the pool or the library, then they send in the police to give me fake speeding ticket or a parking inspector to give me a fake parking ticket – in order to pay for being there – totally sick narcissist. {Not political, but personal}. I'm afraid this is not some crazy thought that I have concocted: there really is some stupid women who thinks like this, they do not understand about the public domain, meaning its copyright has expired, or simply choose to ignore it, as they want to be facetious, and play their power tripping game. Either way is dysfunction. The book I happen to be reading at the moment is 1984 by George Orwell, and oh my god, talk about, bells ringing: it's just like that! {Apartheid; exactly as described in this so called fictional book (the book came first)}. I am going to let you go to hell stupid bimbo 10. Have you Tried a Vege Burger? Hey you little twits who are trying to get me to eat plant-based meat burgers!! There’s not a chance in hell I will, - they are disgusting, I tried once by mistake, when Hungry Jack’s gave me a plant-based burger instead of a meat burger at the drive through (what the? Yuk, sooo bad). I saw on a documentary that they’re starting to make lab warehouses for growing meat – as in fake meat. They have started doing it. They have tested it. You can purchase burgers made from fake meat. So, wake up, and stop breeding, so we can continue to eat our normal food sources, like real meat. “Curbing breeding” is the only solution to ‘supply and demand’ problems, not to mention methane gas problems, land shortages, housing shortages... Get it through your head, {and stop wishfully thinking}, that people are suddenly going to eat plants, they are not. What is wrong with you? And the reason I’m being so verbally aggressive about this message, is because this truth is going to be the hardest one to rectify. It all has to do with wealthy Australians owing multiple investment houses, and the quickest way to make big profits on investment houses, is to ensure increases in the population, why do you think Australia is so culturally diverse? It has naught to do with wanting cultural diversity, or saving ‘fake’ war torn people, it IS ALL ABOUT those investment houses. So, this is the real fight. The fight is not trying to get ‘suckers’ to go vegetarian. I mean, each person, probably has their own list, of their favourite things, and in my opinion, a good steak would be high up on many people’s list. You take that away, and you’re taking a huge chunk of a ‘positive life experience’ away. - one of the main things, that makes it worthwhile. I am deeply concerned about it. If I see any women with more than two kids, just know, that I’ll be thinking silently to myself; What a bloody bimbo mother. I suggested to Coles and Woollies that they start rewarding people who don’t have kids, with discounted meat prices. 11. Whole Bad Farming Families I’ve mentioned this before on my blog, but I couldn’t find it, so I’m going to do a whole new photo story for it, with more detail. Going back to when I was at Gunnedah TAFE doing my horticulture course; there was an element of women, following me around the TAFE, at certain times. The main aim, seemed to be, just to be present, to see what’s going on, kind of like stalking me, - sometimes that would yell out verbal harassment, they would like to play sides, (dogs who play sides), also, if they saw something that I was not sure about, then they couldn’t but help themselves, to yell out whatever it was about (we know we know!!) I had no idea who these people were, I suspected it was always different girls following me around {there’s a dog network}. I’ve mentioned a few who I recognize before on my blog, I recognized them by their voice, as they were always out of sight (like the cowards, they are); like one of the girls from the class at TAFE, I definitely recognized her voice, it was quite specific, an aboriginal girl. Also, my landlord Karen Cull, and I think, Rachel Wainberg’s older sister, whose name I still can’t remember for some weird reason. And anyway, it’s just occurred to me who also were probably involved in the stalking too, - Jessica and her sister Alicia White. These two girls went to my school, Alicia was in my year, Jessica was in a younger year. I later saw Jessica working at the doctor surgery where I had some problems with the Doctor who could not, (whether he just didn’t want to, or whether he was in capable of) diagnosing my plantar fasciitis, and who ordered an ultrasound for some ridiculous reason; because you cannot see plantar fasciitis on an ultrasound. Possible idiot, and possibly ‘egged’ on by his receptionists Jessica, as she was friends with Gina Burn, the girl who fucked up my tooth, deliberatley, in order to inflict pain and a black tooth. DOGS. {I hope I am not confusing her with the other Jessica, Penny’s friend from St Mary’s, they looked the same, plus had same name!} Monumental socially retarded problems of farmers and their families. And Alicia was friends with the girl at school who used to steal, (no possibly, maybe, I suspect, so, about it, she was a thief, probably still is {CC}. The Whites are a weak family, so Alicia would’ve been influenced by this little thief, and I suspect she too, has had something to do with all the items stolen from me, while I lived at Rangari on the farm. Someone told me Alicia works at Sydney airport quarantine, and I have had heaps of seeds stolen at quarantine?? Their cousins, also the Whites, lived down the road from the farm at Rangari, small world. {the over-breeders). But the other issue with them, was their mother. She is one of those bloody women that I’ve seen at least on 3 occasions (in retrospect) acting strangely with a phone - I’ve mentioned before “dogs on phones”, well she’s one of them too. Not sure why she would present herself to me, as if to talk on the phone, except there was an incident when we were younger; They were one of the families we had picnics with, and one time, her children, her girls, were behaving atrociously, in regards to a charcoal chicken. And my nature, if there’s any bad behaviour going on, I can do something about it, without actually saying anything, and I did. The mother noted this about me, possibly also slightly ashamed of her atrocious girls. So then she deeply resented me, and I suspect, has ‘got it out for’ me as a result of that incident, of alerting her about her atrocious children. You know, this is her problem, it is not my problem that she has atrocious children - don’t kill the messenger. (It was me that came up with the message, and delivered it, just so there’s no confusion here). So, I mentioned before on my Blog, I think it was on Life Stories page, that those women who followed me around at Tafe, one of their main aims, was to try and get me to speak badly, plus put on weight! Because those two characteristics about a woman, in particular, can kind of elevate status in society. Apparently. So basically, they didn’t want me to speak nicely because other people would think that I am from a specific socio-economic status, and would treat me with respect, - they wanted people to know that I was a student, poor and near starving and they should be disrespectful to me. They hoped people would be disrespectful to me. (See, major dysfunction). Also, in regards to the weight thing, I suspect being overweight makes a woman less desirable for men, so I strongly think that was their main motivation for wanting me to be fat. Jealous insecure women. This thought process would be typical to those bimbo girls who stalk me. Bimbo’s stalk, thinking women do not stalk other people - they have better things to do with their time. And, as a result of that somewhat comical bimbo situation, I think possibly the supermarket girls (the dog network) have cottoned onto the whole thing, and they too hopped on the band wagon and tried to make me put on weight; I have received many things from the supermarket that I didn’t order that had high-fat content, high salt, content, and it is, indeed, like there are people out there, trying to make me fat! {this reminds me of my double dose of Plantar fasciitis. -No need to deliberatley sabotage me, I am quite capable of making my own mistakes!! btw I have been quite skinny my whole life, so it has been at least 20 years since then before I stated getting a little tubby!! I’m not sure, but maybe that whole ‘dog network’ also had something to do with handicapping my foot, so I can’t walk, and thus put on weight that way?? it wouldn’t surprise me if this was the case, and it all goes back to bloody stupid Mrs White and dysfunctional farming families. Oh, and they have been people trying to work on my tone and vocabulary too!! Although I think maybe, it has had the opposite effect, as I seem to now (approaching 50) have a much better grip/control and understanding of my tone, and am able to instill specific responses and emotions purely with my tone. Now I have to work on my weight, bummer, it was soooo good not having to watch what I ate…. And again, rack off you stupid stalking thieving dogs. 12. Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty So, I use a lot of images, especially on my blog; ones I create myself, and ones I find online. I make a point of not stealing anyone’s work/design/image, and only use free images. Although many times I see something I adore, and I save it as pin, or do a screenshot, just to look at it for a bit, until I get bored of it, and then I delete it, - so, with no intended purposes of using the image for profit or personal gain. BUT, the stupid dogs (the ones who can’t apply common sense, and don’t have any common sense in their brain at all - and who like to play facetious, antagonistic games), see that I look at those images, and they accuse me of stealing their designs, or whoever‘s design/image it is. (Dogs, who play sides). Which of course, downloading a screenshot to do that, IS NOT stealing. WAKE UP. If I were to use that image to make money, or pass off as my own, then yes that would be stealing. As I do not do that, it is not stealing. So, all those bloody dogs, little kids, computer nerds, and many people from the television industry, including famous people who don’t mind their own business and like to play sides too, just like a dog; who are all on my back about this issue; BUGGER OFF. I personally believe those people, have stolen from me, for this reason, petty theft. (Those people will be going to hell). So, since I have been cast out of basically everywhere, and have made a big stink about all the dogs on my back, with my Blog, mostly; they are no longer doing this. However, one day my neighbour, old man, has taken it upon HIMSELF to speak on behalf of the owner/designer, (via the dogs on phone manner), saying that it will be fine, to look at their image - in a passive, aggressive, antagonistic, manner. So arrogant. This behaviour is unacceptable. And what, are you 7yrs old and need to be told what behaviour is ok, and what is not, – STILL? I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to ME, to reign you in. I will not do it – so you see, you are barking up the wrong tree. And someone who would do that, automatically puts them into ARSE CATEGORY; Who the hell do you think you are? Go jump in the lake, you stupid moron. Don’t get me started with people wanting credit also for any little thought that enters their head, then they express it online. And, there’s no copyright for a dance routine, you stupid little Wingy people. It’s a dance, if you copy someone else’s dance, you don’t have to attribute them for doing the choreography, wake up and apply common sense. It’s a dance. Any dance that you can come up with, you can be sure (possibly with the exception of the SYTYCD choreographers), has already been done. People have been around for a very long time, dancing for a long time, and just because it’s not online doesn’t mean it hasn’t already been done or thought of. Also, now that I think about it, this game of “Trying to make me Feel Guilty” has being going on for ages, many stupid people, mainly women, who have crossed my path (in uninvited manner, and from entertainment industry) want to play it – they LOVE to play this game, it is a total deliberate power trip for them. Those people may not have noticed, but I pay no attention to them, and do what I do. I have nothing to feel guilty about, nothing, ever. But they are like annoying Monkees on my back trying to create guilty situations over nothing – rack off you irritating fools. I have come to the conclusion, that because I have a quite demeanour, people think I have got something to hide. And that it is the ‘quiteness’ that automatically sets off ‘the dogs’ on weird guilt trip missions. No secrets, see from my Blog. 13. Another trip into town, another bunch of nonthinking sign people MONUMENTAL NUISANCE This is what happened this afternoon when I went to post my letters (and this happens very regularly, and pretty much in exactly the same manner, and has been like this for over 30 years, going right back to when I started working at Bonds). First of all, when I decide that I’m going out, there’s seems to be some car that always drives into the unit complex, just down from me (X marks the spot in the photo), either sits there and does nothing, or picks up someone, or drops someone off, who knows. I don’t pay attention to what the neighbours are doing unless it’s really peculiar or related to me somehow, or causing annoying nuisances. (I guess this might count as peculiar- next time it happens, I’ll get it on camera), then they leave, it does seem to be always a different car. I have no idea what they’re up to, possibly just a coincidence, but I don’t really believe in coincidences. Possibly it is some girl doing the stupid signs that I am about to describe; I feel it is a ‘she’ who is doing it, as women are far more organised than men, and this whole thing basically consists of being organised and getting the timing right; she arranges people to cross my path, I’ve mentioned it a few times on my blog. I started taking photos in the attempt to stop them from doing it, as they are a MONUMENTAL NUISANCE. So far it hasn’t worked, but I’m going to persist, because they are a big peace disturbing nuisance. So, when I go down the street, on my way to post the letters, this is how it goes; first there’s a toll truck, and by the way, the toll truck is just like the one in the photo, it’s always one of those huge big semi-trailers. Next there is police car, this one drove past me then parked in front of me, just down a bit, in front of an empty house. Then she sends someone who’s drives the same car type and colour car, as my next-door neighbours up the hill. This car pulls up infront of me at the letterbox, (it’s a red letter drop, in an area where there’s no other shops, so no one would drive over there unless they were posting letters). They were just sitting there in their car; they weren’t posting any letters. So, I took a photo of the numberplate and drove around to the other side of the street and got a photo of the driver, he ‘happened’ to wind down his window, as you can see from the photo it’s a Chinese man, by the looks, in his 50s, possibly a little tubby. Now, I personally do not know any Chinese man at all, so I have no idea who that person is. {When someone shows themselves like that, you can be sure it is 100% deliberate, and this is, some guy, most likely trying to save the stupid bimbos, who usually follow me and harass me in cars – who always run away and do NOT want me to recognize them. That man then proceeded to drive up to the road where my unit is, parked on the side of the road, and then as I drove past, beeped - two beeps; they do beep signs; 2 beeps if you lose, 1 beep if you win. (Like I said, they’ve been doing these kind of weird thing for many many years - they are completely predictable and their stupid game of winning and losing is absurd. I am bloody sick of them, because they are completely rude and disrespectful. oh, I forgot, she also sent a bunch of kids at the letterbox, after the Chinese man had left, when I went back to the letter box to post my letters, about 8 - I didn’t bother getting their photos, although that is the main reason, I suspect whoever arrange them, put them there so I would take their photo and make them feel important, and I didn’t do it, ha ha ha ha. And that man following ‘infront’ of me, who the hell do you think you are? I mean, was there some girl who commanded you to go and drive just infront of me to the letterbox, then go and beep at me? and you said “okay sure”? I mean what kind of 3rd born fool are you? What exactly did you want to happen at the letterbox? And then possibly if when I saw you on my way home? Did you want something to happen then? Your actions are unwanted, idiotic and nuisance. I can tell the sign girl right now to rack off, and stop using me to amuse herself, but it is more of a concern as to why people agree to this girls request. It seems like there is some sort of weird unhealthy human worshipping going on. Maybe all those people she gets, have no sense of religion, they didn’t go to church, no Sunday school as kids, they weren’t taught about God in school.… and so, when some girl comes along, and adopts a “know it all, arrogant persona”, plus tells them what to do, they think nothing of it and obey. It is sick. Quite possibly this sign business goes back to the 60’s or 70’s, with Johnny Cash doing a music film clip for television - he did it with signs (big paper boards with black texter messages), it’s quite famous, so I was told. I was also told that Johnny Cash was a copycat and that there were other people before him that did it; I think they were black, I’m not too sure about the whole music industry stories. But someone like Johnny Cash was perceived to be really cool, and so there’s been basically thousands if not millions, of people copying him, doing signs - a worldwide nuisance phenomenon. False deities. So that’s 30 years of this stupid bimbo girls bullshit stalking, have you any idea how hard it is to function if you have dogs constantly following you (stalking) and harassing by trying to inject themselves in to my life in this most unwelcome way. It is impossible, I can assure you. HAVE YOU ANY IDEA?? I would like to know why this type of thing is not recognised by Centrelink, as those dogs have a direct correlation to why someone would be on benefits. So much so infact I wonder why there is no similar payment like a widows pension? This is another reason why I feel like I am surrounded by clueless morons. And I should remind you, even if I do not go anywhere, I still have dogs harassing me in the form of bimbo neighbours who mainly harass by yelling, but also stealing, this happens on a daily basis – although, now, not as much stealing, as its much harder if I am home all the time, and there is no back door or window access. So, they still would be stealing if they could, but now, it is only certain people who have specific skills that can steal from me, and not so much the copycats. So basically, that means, more verbal harassment as they try to claim ownership and control – STUPID BIMBOS, and so mentally dysfunctional. As if you can own me, you stupid dogs. Wake up. (I suspect that bimbo up the hill is totally frustrated now, as I have done a whole heap of stories about women using their kids to control, and taking their frustrations out on. – so she has realized she ought not do that, thast is what bad hopeless mothers do. So the bimbo is now trying to take her frustrations out on me – so typically stupid female). Fuck off. Oh, and I want to make it clear, I feel I need to repeat myself here, as there are many BIMBOS who are not getting the message, it does not matter what I do, where I am, if I am working, or not working – I STILL HAVE DOGS harassing me. PLEASE GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK LITTLE HEADS and stop telling me to get a job in your revolting passive ways. Fuck off dickhead golfers and wives from Netflix, who the hell do you think you are. – I have started a new collage “A Dickhead Collage”, those 3 are the first to go on it. This is dog car, when I photographed it, the girl said she lose? Also, the blonde driving it, was also waiting for me up at the hospital car park when I had that infected tick (different car) – she was just sitting in her car at 645am, the only other person in the carpark. After I got back to my car, she was gone. - I tell you they are obsessed. 14. Snobby Television Produces who Create Exclusion Shows I hear about discrimination and the whole ‘exclusion’ theme of discrimination, which got me thinking back to any time where I have been excluded. I hate to tell you this, but the television industry is full of people who discriminate, and I have witnessed some really nasty things by popular people making popular shows. I should’ve started making a list 20 years ago. Well, I’ll start now. I can remember this one in particular, Downton Abbey, but there’s been heaps and heaps more. So, from now on, every time I see it, I’ll do a screenshot and perhaps make a collage. 😁 I should add. I know that there are directors, who may not know about the dog network, and how sneaky they are, how they can infiltrate your show under the guise of being popular, and or wise, and or funny, and can make changes without the produces knowledge, they do signs, some of them are very clever. Also, there are some programs, where I can just see plain evil, it’s like someone has told tehm you’ve goit the whole nation waaching being as naughty as you – and off they go, not even fully thinking things through. Attention seekers. There also seems to be group of young men that sometimes prodcuesers shows (and or possibly gay women), and it is clear that those groups are in need of a ‘Queen Bee’ to keep things amicable. A lot of them have no morals whatsoever, yet someone has put them in control of dictating to the masses!! And unfortunately there are viewers out there who take their word as gospel. By the way, what strikes me as ironical is, I noted, especially when I was younger in my 20s, that wealthy people desire exclusive activities, such as an exclusive resort, exclusive transport, exclusive restaurants, exclusive clubs…, and the irony comes in, where I see so many women in Australia, having multiple kids, it’s like they’re creating the opposite of exclusive for themselves. 15. I can see I am going to have to make my own Vichy Shower! 16. Lycra Swimwear Design for Lycra Surf Pant So, over the years, I have liked to purchase my own designer custom print fabric. I used to sell my fabrics on a ‘certain’ website, and quite a lot would get sold. Even though there was very minimal profit margin, there was enough, after an accumulation over a few months, to be able to purchase my own fabric from the same website, at the designer discount, so in affect, I didn’t actually pay for any of the fabrics, which is how I could do it, because actually they’re pretty expensive, and if you’re not working, there’s no way you can afford a custom print fabric. But since I was kicked out of their website (due to one of their staff being a stupid manipulated Nazi saboteur), in 2019, unfortunately this means for me, no more fabrics. But in 2020 we had Covid cash grants, and one of the things I purchased, in bulk, was fabric for Summer Nighties, which actually didn’t work out that expensive considering how much nighties are in the shops, but actually, finding a good cotton summer nighty was pretty impossible, I could not find any, anywhere, everyone was just selling singlets and those little boxer shorts for women - which I really don’t like to sleep in at all. I’ve used quite a few different suppliers, none of them are based in Australia, unfortunately. I have written a review of all of them on my blog, describing, which are the best, and which are pretty bad. But I am doing a separate little story, this time round, because I wanted to order 1m of lycra in my design shown above, and the Lycra was only US$8.50, which is a very good price, ($40/m here) however when I went to check out, postage was US$30, and if I clicked 2m of lycra, the postage went up to US$75 (AU$120)!! So, obviously it doesn’t cost $120 to send 2m of lycra to Australia from China. Therefore, this company is “trying it on”, trying to steal from their customers by overcharging post. As if anyone in their right mind would pay $120 for 2m of lycra. What is wrong with you UBEIT TEXTILE? (Jerry at ubeitex). I don’t want have to put you on my bad list. Too late. By the way, I thought I should attach a screenshot to show the US$75, and 2m, so I went back to their site today, but the postage was not $75 today, it was $38.40! So not sure why they are changing postage costs on a daily basis. But I still wouldn’t be paying $38.40 for postage of 2m fabric, as $38.40 for 2m of fabric, is still overpriced. I did send an email to them, but again they did not get back to me (probably because my last lot of fabrics from the was flawed – guilty conscious). 17. The real facts - This is not 1901 anymore, it’s 2023 I often hear and see people crying racial wealth gap issues. Well, maybe the gap being poor white people and rich black people. I can assure you in Gunnedah black poor people is not a thing, abbo‘s in Gunnedah Drive Mercedes, whilst also collecting Centrelink payments. In Queensland where I live there are a lot of Islanders, and they are all homeowners, and the people who rent, so POOR people, as I have observed, are majority white singles. White Singles This is my experience as I have witnessed life, it might be different in other areas, or it might have once been the other way around, but certainly is not any more. I personally think this is because a lot of abbo’s and Islanders have strong ‘mob’ mentality, as in, large families. Whereas single people are discriminated against in this country. From where I am looking, (and I’m quite an observant person), singles are the most widely discriminated group of people in Australia, way more than any other race or sex discrimination. By a long shot. And here is a good spot to mention, I have witnessed frequently “people of colour” having normal interactions with people, and something bad happens – as it often does, and they cry racism, omg, NO ITS NOT. Shit happens to everyone. I am a perfect example! Suffice to say I think there is some way to “precious” attitudes going on, especially amongst young people, as they are so inexperienced at life and just how difficult it can be. 18. First theft of 1000 items since 1993 I came across these sunglasses recently, and was reminded of the sunglasses I purchased when I got my first job in Sydney, back in 1993, one of my first purchases; and exactly like those above - it's probably the same brand, same model. These sunglasses were my first item to be stolen, and guess who stole the sunglasses? The Common wealth bank staff stole these. They were stolen when I was on my lunch break and had ventured into the bank to deposit my pay check. The staff later contacted me and said I had left my sunglasses on the counter, they would keep them for me until I would be down on my next available lunch break, lunch break was the only time I could go to the bank. When I went down to the bank to get my sunglasses, suddenly there were NO sunglasses, the guy I spoke to went to get them, but came back empty handed and said they are lost. There were no explanation as to what happened to them, so I got a little bit angry, I insisted that they pay $90 because that's how much they cost me, they were designer sunglasses, instead, the bank said they would get back to me, and when they did, they had purchased another pair of sunglasses for $25, which was a knock off, a cheaper version, and gave them to me! This was the Pendle Hill Commonwealth Bank down at Sydney. I mean they were pretty much the same, most people would not be able to tell the difference. But since I've had a few other weird experiences at the bank, as I have described on my blog, and considering how many items have been stolen from me since, it wouldn't surprise me if the bank has something to do with it. Thieving female staff of western suburbs Sydney. Savages. Or maybe "Copycat Perves" Btw, ofcourse now and for some time, I would never spend $90 on a pair of sunnies!! What a waste they were, when I was 19 – young and foolish…… Something about those gold blinkers I think, reminds me of the shiny copper coins when I was 4yrs old…. I suggest you buy you daughters something cheap and shiny along those lines, so they can get it out of their system – the need for shiny objects!! Lol! 19. The Cruel Martingale See that martingale rain , that’s what cruel uptight wannabe hoitytoity bimbos use to ride a horse with.It’s usually pulled much tighter than shown, so that the horse’s head is pointing right downwards. Making the horse extremely uncomfortable, and in pain. In my opinion, it is a torture device. Traditionally the rider does this so she can feel dominant over the horse, as in “bow to me horse, I am in charge”, with supposedly the pain, subduing the horse into obedience. It’s just pathetic, and certainly not necessary if you’re any where near a half decent rider. Of course, I’m certain there are riders who would have no idea the intended effect that the martingale has on a horse. They have just seen and thought “Oh that looks good. I want to do it” - a true bimbo. 20. Bimbos on TV Who Do Reflections Enough is enough! Years and years of the stupid dogs in the Television and Movie industry who do reflections by manipulative produces who use them, to have a go at people. Those women are true bimbos. I’m not even sure if they’re fully aware of how stupid they are, and how they are being used in this passive manner. But they interfere with my life. Dogs who think it’s fun to “play sides” on screen. At the moment they have decided to take sides with my aunt who I’ve just written a story about describing a situation that happened in the past (a true story ofcourse). Obviously, I must’ve hit the nail on the head, because I got such a reaction from these stupid dogs, who have decided to use their position of power to try to “put me back in my place”. They do this all the time, and for many years, in fact, I think it’s their favourite thing to do, and the whole reason they got into television. Plus, if I encounter someone, like I paths cross in life, those television bimbos get so excited, because they know that they will be able to do reflections and “play sides”. And if no ‘situation’ arises, so no ‘sides’ need to be chosen, then they’ll go out of their way to try and create one by manipulating people who cross my path, like my neighbours. There are so many truly evil people in this world, it’s hard for anyone who has had a remotely good upbringing to even comprehend. Rack off you stupid dogs. This reminds me of a bully cat I encountered at my new address. It belonged to a woman who, {you may have noticed, I have no problem calling a woman a dog if she is one, but I would not normally make a snide comment about a woman’s ‘class’, but in this case, as she herself is a bully, steals from me via the dog network and musicians, plus makes jokes at my expense, I will; she is TRASH. {note, this woman did not swear, spoke normally, that is, when not inebriated, but making jokes at someone else’s expense, is about the trashiest thing anyone can do. “TRASH“ has naught to do with money, and everything to do with attitude; suffice to say this woman had heaps of cash, so, not poor, and she had a cat (she had a dog too, but she killed it – by dragging it along, tied to the back of the car). So, her cat would come and visit me frequently, it would hang out on my car, sleep there. My cat Tulip was not bothered by this other cat, possibly because he is blind. But I noticed when Tulip was ever in the stair well outside, this other cat would very passively just sit at the top of the stairs, to try and keep him down there, and not let him pass to come back out. Those bully’s in the movie industry reminds me of this feline bully situation, with people on television using their chastisement attacks, to try to personally attack my esteem, my self-esteem and my confidence, “get back down in your place”. Talk about dysfunctional people – there they are. This was a hallmark movie called ‘Love at Sea’ on prime video, so they too are just as bad as any of the commercial/non-commercial TV stations in Australia, that I no longer watch due to too many stupid bitchy women. They are on Netflix too. And rack off Tracy from Bonds 30 years ago - you stupid ignoramus dog, even worse than Kelly and Franka. Infact those 2 could be the stupid dogs who “play sides”. I should add, just one incidence of this attack, every so often, has an “echo” like affect; so very memorable, and tends to overweigh all the good programming that I have seen {the people who are in “good hands”}. Plus the musician dog network, I believed started in 1996 via Triple J - triple J is a radio station run at the University in Sydney, Sydney Uni, targeting young kids and young adults. At some slots, when nothings scheduled, they must just get anyone from the uni to come in, and DJ. There is a lot of thieving trash in Sydney, even at Sydney Uni. I recall them, when I listened to the radio, pretty much all day everyday back – sneaky thieving woman who would steal via their femine dog ways. The incident in Sarina chemist and the musician busker next door, trying to steal from me – is related to her and the thieving dog network – STILL, some 30 years later. You should never listen to the radio. It’s also annoying to have my Prime or Netflix show interrupted/started with, Trailers with dogs who do signs – and it’s offensive, listening to untalented, trashy people’s attempt at music. I know many other people get offended. For all you people who are clueless, as to what I am talking about: it’s true, and wake up. 21. Animals Gambling at Another’s Expense, by Form of Animal This was a screenshot from a movie showing humans using animals to fight one another, and amuse themselves at their fear/anger/terror/brutality/violence and eventual death. This issue again of ‘having fun at someone else’s expense’, just the same as the above story. Only this shot clearly shows the humans in the crowd as barbaric animals. And it reminds me of the stupid retailer women in Australia, specifically kmart Sarina, and Bunnings Tamworth – trash. Absolutely disgusting behaviour. Thankyou movie people for bringing this issue to light. Here's good spot to mention “live animal shows”, and my feelings about them. When I was 19, I stayed with my friend from fashion school at her parents house in Hong Kong. 1992/3. We went to SeaWorld. Back then when I was 19, I didn't really give too much thought as to what it meant going to see a live animal show. I was sitting there watching it, and I just had this most awful feeling come over me the longer I sat there. I wasn't even really sure what was upsetting me so much. There was no “attention” in society to this kind of thing, not like today, I see on Facebook protest about live animal shows, and documentaries showing cruelty by animal trainers. So there is a movement of good people, trying to close them down. (Thankgoodness). It did take me awhile to figure out exactly what the issues are, and why I feel so strongly about live animal shows. At some point, I watched a movie about an elephant who was in a circus, and he was treated badly, cruelly. One day the elephant snapped and threw a hissy fit killed its trainer, and it was really a movie that brought into consciousness how live animal shows are completely wrong, the cruelty that goes on there, and the control and the torture, involved in the training. Taking something out of its natural habitat, destroying its life and freedom, keeping it in captivity, sometime often caged. Just the usual stuff as to why someone or some animal would become totally pissed off, eventually. The only conclusion you can draw is that anyone who goes and sees a live animal show is a complete halfwit, a total backwards retard, who has not evolved from basic humanity, into someone who should be fully evolved and aware, by 2025. WAKE UP. Where is the collective consciousness re this issue. {And how could they not realize what they were doing was completely wrong?} I did write about this before, but the story is missing, now it could be a conspiracy; someone at SeaWorld sabotaging my stories because they make money from live animal shows, STILL TODAY 2025. But since I wrote it a long time ago, it might've just been lost… So do you know any young people? let them become aware about live animal shows, don't let them just bumble along like I did when I was young, not really realising the full extent as to what I was observing. 22. So Many Movies Over Covid19 This one called “Kept Woman”, my comments about it: That main character ‘Simon’ he reminds me of my 7 day ordeal. He is exactly what mental health care workers are like in Australia; they want you to play this worship game with them, and do exactly what they say. If there weren’t any laws those mental health workers would pretty soon end up exactly like Simon by killing the girl that he didn’t like. This is how stupid human nature is. 23. Rowing story re finding your voice, and are you a natural chess player At school, I used to belong to the rowing club, being slim, I was the Cox, for our team of awesome foursome! I loved it! It was like a free ride! Part of the Coxes job is to keep all the rowers in unison, and let them know what’s happening across the field. In order to do this, and bare in mind, that out on the water it’s usually a little gusty, and due to the boats fast momentum, there’s a fair amount of noise going on. And so, in order to communicate to all 4 rowers down the row, the Cox has to yell really loudly (and I do believe this is the sole reason why I ended up having the fortunate job of Cox, much to the dismay of the rowing coaches daughter, who missed out). I say this because, at this point in my life, I really had no voice at all. I mean it was there. It was just hiding, I didn’t know how to raise it even a little bit, let alone extremely loudly. And so, Juliet, the girl who was first rower, sitting directly in front of me, she could hear me no problems, but, as she realised that my voice was kind of pathetic, and the others couldn’t hear me, even though I was really trying to be loud, she came up with a devious way to get me to be louder and yell; and that was basically by pissing me off, as the angrier I got, the louder I was (dam her sneaky cleverness!!) So, at the end of a ‘session’ with Juliet- I had definitely found my voice! – seriously, if it were not for her I would still be mumbling in my beard ! J God works in mysterious ways! So far as Coxing was going, I’m not sure I was actually a good Cox; I mean, at our first regatta, I looked across the water 1/4 the way through, and we were coming dead last, so then after I started my ‘angry yelling’, we suddenly popped into first, looking to win easy, but due to the HUGE width of the river, when I looked across to the finish line, I thought we had crossed it, and told them to stop rowing, but indeed we had not crossed it, it was an allusion created by the distance, so we ended up coming almost last, in that final 5 seconds. So, it was very disappointing for the 4 of them, they’re all very competitive big girls! {not big as in fat! – actually there were no ‘fatties’ at all in my year at school, no overweight girls, zero}. I did not mind so much, except to see them so disappointed. I was kind of in it only for the free ride across the water! It really is beautiful out on the water, especially in the early of the morning. Such is my nature! Not a sore loser at all! It was the same when I learnt to play chess; I remember when I was 21. I had just moved into my flat down at Pendle Hill, started my first job at Bonds, and my brother had moved in briefly, after he crashed and totalled his car in Canberra – doing drag races. But, he played chess and he wanted to play with me, and he taught me how to play it, but as soon as I figured out the general gist of what was going on in this game, I told him no way! I am not playing this; it’s basically a game where you have got to think ahead and strategize on how to destroy your opponent! It’s not a game for me; my thought process doesn’t involve thinking ahead and strategizing about destroying anything ever! It’s like trying to get me to think in the ‘opposite’ of my normal thought patterns. So unfortunately, Daniel couldn’t play chess, he did shortly move out into a flat with a male flatmate, a graphic designer, whether he could play with him, I’m not sure. But I do believe chess is more suited to the male thought process. Having said that, one of my favourite movies, aside from the movies mentioned on my favourites list, was The Queens Gambit - about a famous female chess player; a chess genius who came up with a famous chess manoeuvre, involving sacrificing the Queen in order to save the others. She had a tragic childhood, no parents, so I guess she would have no qualms about sacrificing a Queen!! There is another story involving rowing, actually I've written about it when I was at Gin Gin, but I couldn’t find it anywhere, seems to have disappeared, so I'll put it here again; after we had our season of rowing it was time to start racing. We were to team up with our brother school across the way, TAS, and travel over to, I think it was Coffs Harbour, or somewhere like that. At this point none of us girls, had really had anything to do with boys, we were in year 10. So, when the bus of the TAS rowing team pulled up, (we were standing out the front of the bus stop), everyone - all the 'little girls', kind of ran away to the back, except me of course, leaving me standing at the front, ready to hop on the bus. (I'm not very a fearful person, but possibly out of all the girls, I was most likely to be the most ill-equipped to handle a bus load full of boys!!) When I hesitantly got on the bus, the first person I saw was Spril, Sprilla! He was my next door neighbour from 'Holwood' at Gunnedah, that was his nickname, his family used that name, we were good family friends, so I was delighted to see a familiar face, and I sat down right next to him and just started chatting, all concerns out the window. By the way, he had told me all of the TAS rowing team were also a little hesitant to turn up at the girls school, because they thought the rowing team must be, like, all of these big beefy butch man-hating women!! So, when they pulled into the bus stop and saw all the 'little girls' running away and then saw me, completely petite, they were all very relieved too! Lol Image from 2018 NEGS newsletter 24. Anyone who does NOT have a Spectacular Garden in their Backyard, is a Fool I found this photo online , I was so impressed with Ricardo Galvão’s Garden, a big healthy pond, complete with fish, and one big enough for a quick dip in summer, plus eyecandy observation opportunity with fun snorkelling. Some people just know how to live. Others don’t – I have seen rows upon rows (upon rows) of housing, all with a green rectangular lot out back – and that’s it, that’s all those dozens and dozens of home owners have done with their backyard – a green lawn. They are totally missing out on a great part about being alive on earth, and how boring, uncreative, unadventurous so many people are. 25. Average Weekly Australian Paypacket You know, the Average weekly take-home pay packet for a woman is : $1,781.60 (in the public sector, that is, a government job, like a council worker) and $1,490.70 (in the private sector) 19 Aug 2021 My weekly pay packet is $390.50 When my lease ends, I am expected to find somewhere new to live and rent - have you seen the rental prices in QLD? An anywhere near half respectable house, only begins in the late $300/early $400’s per week. No wonder I’m so pissed off. Also note how the public sector earns more than the private sector - this goes all the way back to private schools, because private schools are taught in a very oppressive backwards ways, and hence they have less abilities to make money. https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog Btw, the minimum wage, the take home pay is $605. So the average above does not really count for anything, as it has come about from all the rich people’s extreme high salaries, pushing the average up, making everyone feel inadequate. Anyway, I seem to manage, but sometimes I encounter people who seem to have no concept of what it means to have no spare money. Like social situations are not good, so, lucky I don’t socialize much. Also, some people are aware, but then assume I am out to try to steal or take advantage of them and their money. 26. Big Picture insights I know they have done many ‘think tank studies’, and all major players agree, that democracy is the best way to govern. But watching the wonderful footage (and what a stunning country), we can see of the world now via YouTube, {photo above shows a screenshot of one part of the country, next to a shot of another part }. I can plainly see in this country, that there is theft going on, and, in the name of ‘democracy’. I feel the powers that be, are slow to do thing something about this, due to the fact that they are threatened, that somebody’s going to take away their money. So I figure, it’s up to me to say something, since my monies to take away are somewhat limited. J I have been to Bali, once, when I was 9. 27. Dads Redback Spider Story Dad used to tell everybody his Redback Spider story, we’ve all heard, but I am going to write it down for anyone who hasn’t heard it! And since I briefly mentioned it on my blog, but was deleted by hackers, I will do a whole photo story for it!! When dad was at school, he used to play football, he had football boots with cleats (shoes with studs on the outer sole to aide grip on a grassy field). This one day, just after he started playing his match, he had some pain in his foot, he sat down, took his boots off, and he could see he had been bitten by a redback spider, that had been in his shoe. Apparently, it was all very dramatic and serious, there happened to be somebody there who had a hearse car, and so it was them who volunteered to take dad up to the emergency hospital so he could lie down! It was a bit of a joke about that - going to the hospital in the car used to transport the dead! But pulled through the spider bite, but I believe there were long term side-effects. He didn’t really talk about that side of things, but every single morning from that day forward, I saw that he checked his shoes, even when he was an old man, he still checked his shoes before putting them on. Back then he lived in Killara, Sydney, where there are prevalent redbacks, however I believe redbacks all over Australia. Interesting how he had this foot problem, and I have been unable to walk on my foot properly for the last 5 years due to boot sabotage. There are some godawful people in life. 28. Aus Study Theft by Centrelink Bimbos I believe it called Youth Allowance now – money available for anyone under 24 in study or looking for work. So, in Feb this year, I put in a complaint with Centrelink stating they discriminate! This girl contacted me back, saying ‘why do you say discriminate’ - she really wanted to know why I used the word discriminate. (Alarm Bells – possibly not centerlink?) And the reason why I had said it, {but not actually put it in the complaint} was because I was denied Disability when I couldn’t walk on my foot, and I was entitled to it according to their rules I read on their website. (You are eligible if you have a condition longer than three years) And they refused it, and it just reminded me of the time when I was 18 and I went in to Centrelink, on the North Shore of Sydney, near where I was studying fulltime, asking to go Aus study. I was entitled to it. But the girl in the counter said “NO, YOU CAN’T GET IT YOU’RE NOT ELIGIBLE”, she was rude and a bitch. I can’t remember if I filled in their form or not, I guess not, as I would have got the form there then, but she sent me packing. And me being a very young 18yr old, just left thinking, what a shit, then proceeding to near starve for the next two years. That stupid Centrelink girl was discriminating. And for 2 reasons; She assumed that I had money, maybe I was dressed particularly nicely that day – I was studying fashion. And the other, being I do not have an overly attractive face. I’m writing about this because I’ve written about it before, but it was stolen, - yet another piece of my writing stolen. But this is actually quite a big thing; people who aren’t very pretty get discriminated against, big time. Mainly women, but I guess men to when dealing with young bimbos would be discriminated against too? Back then I still hung out occasionally with school friends, one of them in particularly was ‘pretty’, well, the boys certainly thought so, {I personally thought she was a bit of a plain jane – but I won’t tell her that J !} Whenever I was with her, it was literally like I was living in a different world. She would have dozens of men coming up to her, in any situation, to see if she wanted anything, all so polite and respectful – it was extraordinary. And that girl would have no idea what it’s like, for someone who is not so attractive. She would have no idea how disrespectful some (by that I mean many) men are. I can’t quite recall what else I said in my story when I was talking about pretty vs ugly discrimination with my once-upon a time pretty friend. But bottom line is people who aren’t very pretty get discriminated against. And women who are attractive get the world laid out before their feet. Maybe I mentioned the government are aware of such things, as they made facial reconstruction surgery free, for anyone who is born with a cleft lip. When I told the complaints girl about not receiving Aus study at 18, she said they keep all their records, and told me that they never received an application form, so therefore they can’t address the complaint. How convenient for them. You know, I have tried to do something about the state of the workers who work for Centrelink – they are by far the biggest dogs in Australia, as you would know if you have read my blog. When I went into the Gunnedah Centrelink, every time, there would be a bunch of women sitting up the back chit chatting – doing absolutely no work, ever, it was a total ‘bludge out chat feast for lazy bimbos’ – a fulltime job. And there were at least 40 girls – that’s 40 dogs receiving salaries for doing Jack Shit. Anyway, after a lot of complaining, they were shut down, there are minimal staff there now, and Jobs Providers have taken over dealing with recipients. But the fact that I was once again knocked back for payment, tells me they are still run by dogs. Burn in hell burn in hell, you stupid bitches from Centrelink 29. Whip Bird Story, Eastern Whipbird (Psophodes olivaceus) One time I drove down to Sydney via the backway, through Yengo National Park. I think it borders Wollombi National Park too. There were these huge big, beautiful trees, a forest with these amazing birds calling and echoing through the whole forest, singing in that high soprano shrill, for hrs, the whole time I was driving through – nice and slow, with the windows down. It was absolutely beautiful - such a pleasant driving experience. Bush fragrant too. Then later, a few weeks, maybe months (?) out of my farm at Rangari one day, I heard those same birds, that I had heard way down south (probably 400km away). Before then, I certainly had never heard them, they were not from around the Gunnedah area. I did not even know their name at that point. I thought that can’t be real, I thought maybe someone like Heath Barwick or the dogs on Radio National or a stalking musician (Delta Goodrum), had gotten wind of my new favourite bird, and decided to play some bird recordings from afar? But as I was listening to them again a few days later, I actually saw them - live in the flesh! – not recorded!! They came right onto my veranda and started playing around in front of the mirror that I had hanging on the veranda wall. Making these beautiful noises too! Lol. Had they too followed me up??!! perhaps, they had gotten wind of my new favourite bird, and decided to fly 400km (by car, so prob 200km by the way of the parrot fly’s)! SHE LOVES US!! Someone told me then; they were Australian Whipbirds ; they thought it hilarious that my favourite bird was called Whipbird; as that person was probably one of those stupid dogs who try to inflict pain on me from afar – going back to church and the whole kneeling thing. STUPID WOMEN. {btw, not without my permission, you mentally deluded bimbos}. And, they are called Whipbirds, as there is a crack at the end of their call, like a whip being cracked, sound. Some years later I heard some Bellbirds, and it reminded me of all the echoes too, so it could have been both Bellbird and Whipbird in that forest. I also noted when I looked up the bird calls online, there are numerous recordings, and there are many slightly different variations of calls, some higher than others, some ending in a low crack, others ending in a shrill crack. Unfortunately I didn’t get a sound recording or a photograph of them. And again, it really annoys me how Google have removed all of the free images from their search results, even if you select the non-licensable box, in search tools, they have replaced them all with licensable ones, because they want people to purchase them, and not have access to the thousands of free images that there are. I’m really annoyed about it. There’s heaps of free images available, and Google should include them. Now, if you want a free one, you have to already know about free websites with free images, and go hunting for them. {Its like that bird saying to a Birder “pay to take that photograph thankyou!” – or a thieving stalking harassing bimbo turning around to me, and saying “pay for that story”!!} 30. My Teaching Experience re Knitting I can honestly say knitting has changed my life; I no longer have to wait anymore. I started knitting because I found receptionist (especially at Drs) kept me waiting for hours -once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Once at Centrelink at Parramatta I was kept waiting 5 hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of that bimbo receptionist/serve counter girl. The receptionists at the Barbara Street medical Centre and the Rural health Centre in Gunnedah, not only are pervy bitches, but take advantage of being able to perve on single women waiting, by stealing from their open bag at the counter (dogs working in packs), and also trying to be antagonistic, by being difficult about making appointments, and simply trying to infuriate single ladies {I'm fairly certain they wouldn't try these antics with any man. In fact, one thing I've noticed amongst most young women, is that they are completely different if there is a man around. I mean COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. They are pretty much schizophrenic. Like ‘sweet talking, polite, respectful, around men, but then stupid bloody bitches around women when there are no men looking. It still happens today even over the phone with council staff. This is a real thing. A real dysfunction that other women suffer from. Anyway, that is a different story. But the receptionist at Gunnedah, I need to also mention, if you get angry with them and about their stupid antics about NOT making appointments, then they will accuse you of having mental health problems, and furthermore they will use their power and influence, working in the health industry, to try and get you institutionalised; just because you raised your voice at them. THEY ARE DISGUSTING CREATURES. All doctors receptionist, as far as I'm concerned, need a bullet to the ear. Did you hear that stupid blonde – not going to be changing my mind ever you little twit. I’ve started to take photos of them when I enter a building now, same across all receptionists, in all areas - it works, they do not want other people to know they are merely little pervy bitches. Also writing this blog has helped tremendously, as most “good” people, have no idea what those evil women are like. Clueless, until now, till I spilt the beans. I know I shouldn't really get so worked up about stupid blondes, {as some guy pointed out to me!} And especially as nature has a way of taking care of such evilness - I know that they will get their come-uppance. But still sometimes they follow me after I leave, often harass me from my neighbours, they did this at Gunnedah, and Gin Gin, and here someone has built a bungalow next door when I moved in – they harass me from the neighbours. A common thing for dogs to do. They also watch me and my house, and steal from me, from my house, and from my locked car. Essential oils are their no 1 favourite item to steal – they take 1, use it for a month or so, then return it, and take another, and do the same. Recently when this happened at a shop I went into at Sarina, I discovered if I go straight from there to a police station, the harassers take off! - I did not even have to go inside the station!! (it happen to be closed). So, knitting has helped me somewhat – but if I forget my knitting at the Dr’s – well its bimbo dog reflection hell for me!! I should add, in Gunnedah, I used to knit a lot. A LOT. This was back when my arms worked properly, and I could knit at 50 miles an hour. I would come in after working hard in the garden all morning, then sit all evening knitting and resting. I have done heaps of garments, accessories, crafty things, all manner of techniques. Actually, not to toot my own horn, but I am a bloody good knitter, and have come up with some good stitch patterns, and aswell as special techniques. Plus ofcourse – knitting jumpers was a must, to keep me warm at Rangari in the winter. Actually, I love beautiful yarns, I love looking at beautiful things, and I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect , and everyone wants respects. My mother taught me to knit in my final year of school; I created a wonderful technicoloured coat from neck to ankle. I went on to complete a diploma in Fashion. I worked 10 years in the fashion industry. I ‘rediscovered’ knitting a few years ago after I got a virus at the nursing home, and I have taken much interest in learning and researching various knitting techniques and garment construction. I have many designs and hope to do more in the future. I have made a decision to keep fibres natural, and I find myself on a textile journey, growing and producing my own fibres, and discovering natural dyes. I have taught Knitting, a course at the Gunnedah Community College. So, this is how this story relates to My Teaching Experience re Knitting; I recall back to the time when I taught a class of knitting at the Gunnedah Community College. At this particular time in my life, I was fully in to knitting, I had spent quite a few years knitting, I had researched many techniques and tried many techniques. I was actually very savvy knitting and knew a lot of tricks. So, I got this classroom, full of ladies, I was determined to teach them all these wonderful skills that I had learnt. However, I think I may have been the only one in the room that took knitting really quiet so seriously!  I soon discovered mainly everybody else was there was there for social reasons. Nevertheless, I think I passed on a few tips and tricks, with the most important being the “Long Tail Cast On” as far as I was concerned this was the basics of basics that one needed to know if one knits, (no one in the Gunnedah class had ever heard of it), in fact, most of them were only familiar with the knit stitch, and did not even know what a purl was (!) – and considering knitting only consists of 2 stitches, the knit, and the purl, (that’s all there is to it - everything else is just a combination of how those 2 stitches are put together), it was a little sad for me, that they did not share my enthusiasm for knitting – one woman couldn’t understand at all why on earth she would need to know how to purl! Also, I had to mention phones, I tried to ‘ban’ mobile phones in class, I knew they would be a problem for me, as I know how much reflective ‘dogs on phones’ were a problem for me, even back then too. But pretty much no-one, paid attention to my little course outline notes, and indeed, they can be really annoying when they go off in class, and someone just starts talking on her phone, when you’re in the middle of teaching. I did not feel I could pull out my bull whip and give her a good lashing. Phone takers are rude and disrespectful. If I was a high school or primary school teacher, I would definitely make it a rule that there were no phones. And if I caught anyone on the phone in class, I would confiscate the phone, and not just for the remainder of the class, but for the remainder of the term. In fact, if I had a child, I definitely wouldn’t be giving them a phone at all, while they’re in school. They do not need a phone. Maybe on their 18th birthday I would consider it. Although now in a family home, they don’t even have a landline connected, so it might be a little shadier, as in, not a black and white situation. No hard and fast rules. But generally, I say no to phones. It’s definitely a way that the kids / adults are distracted, and form together, to gang up on their ‘victim’, whether it be the teacher or other students. It is a bully tool. I mean, it’s not like I said anything to any of the rebellious women who were speaking on the phone in my class, I just ignored them, but that rebellious factor would have been why they had them in class, as I said NO PHONES IN CLASS, in the course pamphlet. (rebellion - dare I say it – STUPID). On the last day, I decided to take some cinnamon buns in for the class, and when I got there, only 1 person had turned up for the last day. mmm! Also, one of them stole all my unorganized Class Knitting Notes. Such is women. Above photo shows: my first 3 jumpers I knit, with my sister Penny modelling the left one. I used to have all my patterns on Ravelry, (for just over 10yrs ) and I would sell them for $2.50 – I sold heaps (with the condition that if you had no kids, then you could get any of my patterns for free!!). But since someone at Ravelry is friends with the girls who are stealing from me (the bimbo receptionists – the whole dog network.) I won’t mention any names, (CASEY FORBES); she removed my whole profile page, including my profile picture, aswell as my newest pattern!! I told her that my profile page was a MY profile, and not their profile – but she did not care (They are total non-thinking bimbo Nazis. So, I had all the problems I was facing as a single lady on my profile page. They did not like that at all – actually I suspect the “thieving bully from Gunnedah” complained to them about my profile, so they deleted it, non-thinking form. You know the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it sillies, and ha, as it was up there for 10yrs before you nazied it! Message for them: Stand up to manipulative sweet-talking bullies, and have some bloody guts admin. This is life – not a classroom, you silly women. Those women that run that website, discriminate against other women who are not married. Yet another person/business, that could be sued for discrimination.) Actually, I think those women that run that website secretly think they are rich, and superior – a better class, therefore they don’t have to worry about any of the world’s problems, that’s for other people to do something about, all they have to do is stay ‘positive’ all the time, and get rid of anyone who suggests all is not good – (like what stupid bimbos do). Facebook admin is exactly the same. Also, I believe guilty NEGS girls were responsible for that (there is a lot of puppetry that goes on in life). So, I did have all my patterns listed here for free, but I found after 5 yrs, no one requested any, plus I think the nature of dog perverts – well, they just steal any they want, as they can see. So, I removed them. Here is a screen shot of some of my patterns, a little pixalated Life Stories P19 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19 (this), LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being Life Stories P3 The first photo above is of our; 1. Family House at 18 Henry St, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia - Collage When I was in 4th class, our family moved into town, from the Holwood farm 30minutes out of Gunnedah, to this house, 18 Henry St - it was my mother’s dream house, she absolutely loved it. There is a little story; About a year or so before they found this house, our whole family was at the Currabubula Art Show, all 6 of us, and my mother asked us all to go around and find which was our favourite painting. Now, of all the hundreds of paintings that were in that exhibition, (maybe 1000’s, they were all crammed in – very popular Art show), believe it or not, my dad and I chose exactly the same picture, it was a painting of a large federation house – and turned out, that the Henry Street house, was based on that one, it was a famous Homestead near Gunnedah, much bigger than our Henry Street home, but similar style/colours. Unfortunately, I never got to see it, it was privately owned. But, so, not only did Dad and I choose the same picture as our favourite, but as a family, we managed to find this house for our family home! How about that!! Mum’s friend, James White painted this picture of our house, he captures the green ivy out the front, the green pencil pine trees, and the green roof just wonderfully. The monstrosity above that is my photoshop addition! -this is what I would have done if I had inherited it! (4 of us, we had to sell -sold to a lawyer from Tamworth for a good price, and that is what his wife did to it! Shame about the lovely Ivy/matching roof, and all the trees down the side, ruined that wonderful ‘feel’ in my opinion - but the inside was not too bad, she ripped all the old carpets and did the floorboards, which came up lovely. Although I really liked the pink hallway. My sister, for some reason, some years before, painted the beautiful dark green window shutters, light green, and the new owner removed them completely. But she did put a lot of work into the place, as Dad had slightly neglected the maintenance side of things over the 30yrs he owned it. The family home is a special place, and spending money/time in this area is well worth it. (For me my heart still was out at Holwood on the farm – such freedoms – don’t get me started on the neighbours at Henry st, it seemed our family was the centre of attention… (although they were nothing compared to my ones at the moment). When we were selling this house, all the siblings took the realtors advice and put it to auction. They said that would be the fastest way to sell. It went to auction one Saturday, and hardly anyone even turned up, so it was put on the market, it took six months to sell, which wasn’t too bad considering some houses stay on the market for much longer. But in Gunnedah, I feel like we were kind of persuaded by the Real Estate to put it on auction, and in retrospect I can see why, they actually make a fair bit of money from organising an auction, even if there’s no sale, they still make money. I would say they make a lot of money this way by persuading homeowners to go to auction, and maybe in Sydney, in popular areas, this would be a good idea, but in rural Gunnedah, where most people are quite conservative and definitely not showy or outspoken, an auction is just not a good idea. I personally would never buy a house at auction, - way too much of an open book, there are experts out there can read your every move, and will have done background research into your finances as soon as you’ve registered - they will push you way above the value of the house just because they know your budget (if you have a good budget!). I have seen people being ripped off on more than 1 occasion this way. Fakers are real. Plus, I personally have dogs who follow me and know EVERYTHING about me, so, it's just out of the question - they would also know about the rest of my family, so you will get burned too if you go to auction. 2. TRIPLE Twinwall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect roof insulation I have found over years I have had an interest in houses, buildings, and architectural features. I guess it stems from being a ‘nester’ - a women’s instinct that they have to nest? And, I’ve always craved for more lighting, in any house I lived in {as I’ve lived in quite a few as a renter now}, they are all lacking light. So, I frequently imagine (secretly fantasize) about how to put in light – without the heat of the hot Australian sun. In Australia, the sun is so hot, you can’t even sit by a window if the sun is coming in. So, in 2020, I came up with a solution for letting in the light, but not the heat; Stack 3 layers of the ‘twin wall polycarbonate’ (which you can easily buy in the hardware shop) then you leave a 30-40cm gap between each layer, this traps the hot air while still letting in the lighting. Note, the building will need to have high ceilings, but that also contributes to cooler rooms by a lot anyway – everyone knows heat rises! I have done a little diagram above in the hopes people will ‘cotton on’ to the fact that we need light, and this is how you can do it, without bringing in the heat. I’m not sure if my little plan will really influence people too much, because you have to actually look at my diagram and read it to understand it, and not many people have time and patience, or would even see the image above – except, I know about the dog network! 3. The last photo across was on a photo story I named; Keep Australia Beautiful I remember very clearly that whole ad campaign in the 80’s, ”Keep Australia Beautiful” some genius had come up with, I guess councils were coming to the realisation of just what a grotty and dirty nation Australia was. And indeed, I remember going with my large extended family to an event in Hyde Park in Sydney, and at the end of it, everyone just got up and left (except our family), leaving behind this ugly disgusting mess of rubbish, it was so revolting and shocking I couldn’t believe it. I mean, coming from a ‘clean family’ who would never litter, it just struck me as absolutely horrendous that so many people, the whole general public of Sydney, seemingly, didn’t give a toss about littering, they had no problems leaving their rubbish, and expecting SOMEBODY else to clean up THEIR mess. Absolute pigs. How bloody arrogant are you Sydney? Plus, what’s more, mainly it is families that attended- so PIG FAMILIES. Who ought to be ashamed of themselves, I would say - fake families, as in families pretending to be families only, because they do not have any real family values, and are not doing responsible family things. Fake parents, bumbling through life. And, I don’t remember my parents been particularly ‘anal’ or ‘Nazi’ about rubbish and littering either, it’s just something none of us would do in public, or leave on the street (unless it was biodegradable and an appropriate spot, like an apple core in the bushes). Maybe being raised in the country was different to being raised in Sydney, country folk have better morals?? So, I guess ”Keep Australia Beautiful” was definitely inspired by that, although I’m not really sure it had a much effect on the people from Sydney, as I recall every year on the news, with the same event (now I remember, it was a Christmas event, Carols in the Domain) but there would be a little section on the news showing all the rubbish, year after year, that the disgusting Sydneysiders leave behind. Every year. I also remember part of their campaign was cleaning up the beaches in Sydney. My aunt, (who took the whole ”Keep Australia Beautiful” very seriously) (sidebar; even though my mum was adopted, she and her sister (Di, my aunt) were not that different, as I remember mum taking a similar serious interest in the campaign “Life Be in It”!! J, whole other story.} So, my aunt, my cousin and I, ventured off one Saturday morning near King Georges Park in Balmain, with our Council given rubbish bags, and we went on a cleaning spree. I do recall there were a lot of syringes, it was just at that time when AIDS was coming to light too. Dirty little city folk! So, any healthy minded person; if they’re ever out in a national park or at the beach, or at the river, or anywhere really, if they see some rubbish, pick it up and put it in your pocket, for later disposal. Don’t just leave it there and think somebody else will do it. Given the fact that it’s so hard for most Australians to actually put their rubbish in the rubbish, this is why I think Councils should not charge people to take their rubbish out to the tip. Later, I recall my landlord in Gunnedah, who owned the farm where I lived, {where there was no rubbish collection, and farmers around me DID and still DO burn their rubbish, plastics and all – DISGUSTING, and can you believe that?}, they said, that she paid $70 a year to have the rubbish collected (or maybe it was the rubbish disposed of), I’m not sure, but there was definitely zero rubbish collection out there, and I had to take it either into dads wheelie bin, or to the tip myself, where I would have to pay $2 or $4 depending on who was working, for a small sized supermarket bag of rubbish. Gunnedah Council are greedy female fuckers. And I guess, don’t get me started on recycling, there needs to be way more of it, with huge big sheds constructed, where items can be stored, and people can sieve through to purchase items for a few dollars. And, including construction materials – there seems to be a monumental amount, new and old, that just gets taken to the tip, and chucked out – by lazy tradies and home renovators. Such a waste. Oh, and someone told me (it was one of the rich hoity toity mothers in fact, of when I went through my temp nanny period), she said that all of the recycling centres across New South Wales were based on the cheapest model that was put forward to Council, so they are only recycling a tiny fraction of things, when in fact, they could be recycling everything, including SOFT PLASTICS. Hopeless. Just hopeless. What, are council a bunch of hopeless drunks? Looks like it to me. It’s so bizarre to see people in positions of power who don’t take this kind of thing seriously and think it’s just a passing phase. It is not, as time now, as shown you. The Google Maps screenshot above, shows Charlotte Street in Lilyfield (although back then it was actually Leichhardt, I think, although it would not surprise me if my aunt just said she lived in Leichhardt, because, she had this weird thing about Italians – she loved them, she wanted to marry one, and one, preferably, who had a little pony tail! – Leichhardt, a then big Italian suburb, it may still be?). The house belonged to my aunt courtesy of (her ex, my uncle) she lived there with her son Sebastian, my Smarty-pants cousin. I frequently stayed there at holiday time, we got on great. If I recall, someone gave my cousin that book “The Guinness Book of Records” for Christmas one year, and he loved this book, he read it cover to cover, and then whenever the whole family played trivial pursuit each Christmas, he, as a young 10-year-old, or so, would always win, because he could remember every single fact that he had read in that Guinness Book of Records! Amazing memory! He later on, went to a selective school for “smarty-pants”. I love Google Maps, it’s been very nice to look it up, and especially see the streets around that area, now with green trees, (there were none 30 years ago) it’s good to see some pride. No litter and green trees! Woohoo. See, so easy to please a Greenie! {They are also doing wonderful nature national park walking trails now, a sure-fire cure for cholesterol – “life be in it” affected many people!} Actually, a little birdy told me, {it may have been me and my observation}; it was the Romans (Italians), way back when, in strong Catholic times, who was responsible for veering people away from nature. I don’t call it Vatican City, I call it Cement City – still today there are no trees growing in Rome. But it was the beginning of the separation between man and nature – possibly due to the ‘female connection’ that woman have with nature. So, also the beginning of the patriarch. But basically all littering and river polluting problems can be blamed on the Romans who set the bar back in the day. Btw, at Charlotte Street, there were beeping neighbour dogs across the road there too; I used to visit Di and Seb once I started living in Sydney. The neighbors (or really, who knows? – maybe stalkers from my neighbourhood?) would sit outside in their cars across the road, while I was inside, I think they had a game, to try to manipulate my aunt, they did it, and then so would beep their car horns. We win we win! Talk about ANNOYING, and the SCUM of SOCIETY. It’s like I have badly behaving dregs following me around to prove how scummy and manipulative they are, like they are trying to impress someone. Idiots with no thoughts or ideas of their own, so they have to latch on to someone else. See, EVERYWHERE I GO, FOR YEARS AND YEARS, I HAVE THOSE REVOLTING DOGS, why does not someone take a gun and shoot their heads off? {Least I have toned down my rubbish message, before it was “anyone who litters should be shot”, and “any council who charges for rubbish also should be shot”}. I’m not a Nazi! Just the Queen from Alice in Wonderland! “oofff with their heads” lol 4. Santa Happy to be childless in my young and beautiful days! – still very happy today approaching 50. It was confirmed, after I did a bit of Nanny and babysitting work, that my desire not to have kids would always remain so. I even talked to a doctor about a hysterectomy (I was 22), but the Dr said I would not find any Dr, who would give me the go ahead to get one, at that age. So, all these years I have had to endure the monthly curse all to no avail! Although possibly not having those female deeds, I may have had other problematic side effects anyway……? By the way, if I did have kids, there’s no way I would tell them, that there’s this jolly big fat man in a red suit with a long white moustache that brings you Christmas presents every year! This concept is ridiculous and I can’t believe parents lie to their kids in this strange manner. Have you any idea how secretly betrayed those kids are when they find out the truth, they been lied to all their life? This betrayal causes problems in their adult life, and they do the same thing to people in their life that they care about, by lying - about areas in their life, which are important, like money or friends, things they absolutely need not to be lied about, especially in a family situation (who are you trying to protect? don’t kid yourself – it’s you!). I personally believe it also is a cause for mass deception in society by people deliberately yet subconsciously trying to recreate their childhoods. But I guess that is a bit ‘deep and heavy’ for this little blurb. Any parent who teaches their kids that Santa is real is stupid. S-t-u-p-i-d. By the way I take pride in the fact that I never lie. I find it pointless; It will not put you on the pathway to happiness. Although unfortunately, there have been one or two “life or death” situations where I’ve had to, I have to stretch the truth. Unfortunately, the society we live in can do that to a woman. As I’ve dealt with quite a few people now who lie to me, I find it really bizarre actually, how many people do lie. Most people lie. I mean, most women lie. And they mostly lie about things that don’t really matter, but aswell as things that ABSOLUTLY do matter. Sometimes I see straight away the lie, but usually it is not straight away (something to do with trustworthy parents and friends growing up) but later I can always tell when someone has lied, maybe overnight, it comes to me, or sometimes I don’t realize for several weeks, months, or even years later, that I’ve been lied to, but eventually I always find out, it seems to be the nature of things, nature itself is truth, and so it’s always revealed, eventually. You ought not lie; you will be caught out. In some cases, it’s been up to 30 years to really see the whole picture and that’s why it’s weird that courts of law have a statute of limitations, 7 years. Although, this may change as I type. And I may have been advised of this “7yr rule” by a woman who wished it to be true, so she can NOT be held accountable for her law breaking. I think the main reason people lie to me is out of disrespect, they not only DO not want to show me respect, but they want to show disrespect, by lying (since they can’t physically attack me). An act of rebellion, stemming from nazi school teachers and parental disciplinarians -and also laziness. I do find it a little strange how people put me in this ‘authoritarian’ category to rebel against in the first place, especially since I’m not a teacher and I don’t have any kids. And actually, since I was raised with ‘free reign’ so to speak, I usually do the same. (If you don’t count my disgraceful secondary education!) I find a lot of peoples first instinct is to lie, by a lot of people, I mean most women I encounter. An unnatural instinct. I was told, they rebel against “1st born” - Many kids are from large families and a lot of them have hopeless parents, and kids who are left on their own, Carte blanche, Lord of the Flies scenario, and so there are bully issues from 1st borns picking on 3rd borns. There is abuse going on amongst siblings. In many families, seemingly normal families, THIS HAPPENS. And it's those 3rd borns that grow up to automatically hate 1st borns - even if there's no personal issues. I have many examples on my blog, where I'm just merrily minding my own business, plodding along, and suddenly I get attacked. STUPID BLOODY 3RD BORNS! - the bullied non 20/20 vision people, who do it. All because they've had stupid lazy parents who don't know how to raise kids. {And should not have had more than 1 child -if any at all.} One theory is, it’s the opposite of what you would do if you were in a relationship with someone, like if you were friends with them or more, partners. So, the ideal situation in a relationship, is to speak frankly, honestly and authentically. But these people I encounter, so much, don’t want to have anything to do with me, so start lying, as that would show themselves, and everybody else, that “we’re not friends, we’re not having any kind of relationship at all” - it’s kind of a form of snobbery and disrespect. I believe actually, this is more the reason out of any, as to why people lie to me. Btw, I hate being lied to! There is no point in talking to a liar, ever again. And in turn, I feel they give me ‘permission’, to not have any respect for them, as they are a liar, I can mentally ‘right them off.’’ You may aswell be dead. I said this before on my Blog to, about how ‘bad and wrong’ it is for also Doctors and parents to lie to their kids about medical conditions, or even a Dr lying to any adult patient about an infliction. Image above: I previously had a photo of a little girl under a Christmas tree unwrapping presents, but I changed it in 2026, due to the fact that I'm having problems with free images: I don't know whether it's the person who put the free image up, or stupid antagonistic dog monkees on my back (I suspect the dog monkees), who are claiming “no longer free” (they worked out a way how to steal from online people), or just think that I stole it and it was not free in the first place, and or because I do not state where image is from; so they assume it is stolen – see they have no control, they are not sure – they do not know what to think, they do not know for sure, anything about the image, and feel HELPLESS and OUT OF CONTROL, due to their dysfunctional personality, so steal from me, to try and regain their sense of control. Stupid dogs. FREE IS free. I have noticed: trying to “save” artists is a big thing – those idiot dogs think they are playing “fair is fair”, trying to be superman, trying to be SANTA! - saving the innocent – and trying to make me into the bad guy. But I've decided that my photo picture above is better anyway, it's a fabric design that I did, called “Silver Eucalyptus Foliage”. I had it printed back in 2017, and made a dress; people always comment on it. Too bad there is no platform to sell my fabrics on, because I know that they would sell. 5. Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story It was brought to my attention that my “workboot sabotage” and Collapsed Arch, that I have written about (“Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot” on p ABOUT P1), may have been deliberately caused by a bunch of dog bimbos who wear high heels, because she/they overheard someone tell a joke about a nickname they’ve given women who wear high heels in the workplace, specifically in the Morning Show television industry, and that’s “Teeter Toddlers”, because they just kind of teeter around like a toddler and can’t bloody do anything much! I thought that was hysterical!! I was laughing my head off for days about it! And it was that laughing which, I guess one of those silly dog women heard me, took it personally like a typical stupid dog, and so then sabotaged my shoe, as an act of revenge for supposedly laughing at her (at that point those so-called Teeter Toddlers were not actually real to me, just someones concocted joke in their workplace – but from her supposed response – it must be true!!!! Lol!). So, I’m not entirely sure if there was a vindictive stupid blonde, it could be someone else that sabotaged my shoe (but it was most definatly sabotaged. I heard them tell me they were going to handicap me, and they did). I still am unable to walk or do any exercise or gardening 6yrs later – and no I cannot get Disability payment. So, if it was some stupid high heel wearing bimbo, (I know it could be true, this is how some of them think, their brain is not fully all there) - how do I now feel about those women? bimbos - and yes, “stiletto shoes” throw them out, get some common sense, honestly. While I am on the topic of dressing for someone else, I will add my make up story, as I see it has disappeared from its last location; When I was 18 and had just left school, moved to Sydney, I had no thoughts at all about the above topic, not that I owned any stilettos, it’s just for young women there was a certain way to look and dress, at school, stilettos weren’t a part of the ‘social uniform’. But make up was, and I blindly just started wearing makeup, not too much just a little bit of foundation, eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, rouge. Quite honestly, I found it a little tedious, I was constantly having to check myself in the mirror in case my lipstick smudged, or the mascara ran – which it always had! So embarrassing! One day in Chatswood, I had booked myself in to a beauty clinic who specialise in Ayurveda. I had received a gift voucher somehow for a free facial - oh I recall now, it was just when Ayurveda was starting in Australia, and they were promoting their products, so I got a free facial. After speaking with this woman (who was very nice, and now looking back on her, I felt she was slightly more evolved than the typical beauty therapist). She suggested to me that I don’t wear make up! I can’t recall if I told her I found it a nuisance using makeup, or she detected my tone in the discussion, or whether she just said it out of the blue, but it put things in perspective for me. I don’t have to follow the rules of society all the time, and I thought to myself, I should’ve thought of this before! - much happier not bothering with makeup. Even though I may be some one that would most likely benefit from makeup, the bothersome nature of applying it outweighs any benefits as far as I am concerned. And by the way, I wasn’t suddenly converted to ayurveda products, because they’re expensive, and I was a student at that time, (and still broke anyway), but their products are by far the best on the market, in my opinion, if I were going to buy an expensive beauty product, I would buy theirs -they use natural products and essential oils. {I have since looked for those products, and they are nowhere to be found, but the word Ayurveda is a term used to describe holistic medicine, so maybe I was thinking it was Jurlique? can’t quite remember except one of the products was a white bottle with navy blue writing and no graphics}. 6. Small appliances sabotage, and girls who think they are helping who go gets them My Janome Memory Craft sewing machine, was stolen from me in a very sneaky manner. It had some sort of issue going on so I took it to the local seamstress, who said she had a service man come every month or so, he would look at it. 2 months later I received an email from the servicemen saying that he couldn’t fix it, he told me it was irreparable, which at the time I naïvely believed and just threw it out. But in hindsight, that serviceman, I believe, was full of crap, and he only said it was a right off, because that blond bimbo girl who sabotages me (that I have mentioned on numerous occasions on this blog), was there - because I had left negative review for the last small engine mechanic from Bororen, (I think, I mean, how should I know why a stupid blonde girl follows me around and sabotages me), because he messed up my $1000.00 generator and I had to throw it out, and the bloody Department of Queensland fair trade did muck all about it (they are so hopeless it’s unbelievable) so I left a negative review, and so now, no one will fix any of my things in Bundaberg (and Gunnedah, there are dogs everywhere) plus what’s more whoever steals from me leaves items of similar but lesser quality and used, down at kookaburra Park mail place, so when they stole my shampoo they left a bottle of awful shampoo down there, when my vitamin a cream was stolen they left a jar of Vaseline cream down there, and yesterday there was a really older Janome sewing machine left down there too. But it turned out, that really old Janome machine – IS BRILLIANT! (best machine I have ever used, runs rings around my old Berninas). And I’m pretty certain the girl who did it was at the doctors receptionist when I went there yesterday, most definitely dogs doing signs, there was a whole bunch of them, quite passive,- to someone that does not know dogs, all looked normal, and not a big mass bullying attack going on at all -whenever the dogs are there, this usually means I shouldn’t bother being there, I should find a different doctor, because no one there is going to assist me in the reasons I am there in the first place. Not that I shouldn’t be there, but the dogs have sabotaged me making sure no one there will do their job help me or they will act disrespectfully in some way. I’ve mentioned this before in the hello bimbo story) - another case of sabotage, just like that guy didn’t fix my sewing machine, that Dr, is not going to fix any of my health problems. More about the mass bullying situation that was going on at the doctors, -the girl who was at reception was someone from my past that stole a plate of my food at a fancy restaurant when I was away in Port Douglass on a working holiday - I went to the bathroom, came back and my whole plate of food was gone (smorgasbord) so I had to get some more. And there was a girl I noticed later sitting across from me trying to get my attention, and I’m pretty sure it was her who stole my plate of food, she was a leechdog, who could hear me, thieving dog – most likely a prostitute. I do not know this girl I’ve never seen her before, nor whoever she was there trying to procure (?) but it was her at the doctors reception, -blast if I know what she was doing there, they were doing things so to distract me so that my hands were covering the camera, so I never got a photo of her, BUMMER, photos work big time in getting rid of dogs (see highly organized – this has happened countless times before, just very similar incidents) and she was kind of half hidden behind the desk too, she must be very short – stunted – Maybe it was Katie Carter? So, you see I have these other dogs, that are obsessed with me and they go and get people from my past, just like that dog, and put her in places where I will see them, like at the reception - One time they put one of the bully thieving dogs in as my ‘jobs provider’ in Gunnedah. I mean how nasty are those women that do that -get a life, your own life! Get your meddling paws out of my life -YOU CAN’T CHANGE THE PAST, stop trying to play God, you’re so offensive it’s unbelievable. Since writing this, it still has not quite stopped, I saw 2 bitchy girls from Gunnedah at the MPB Dr’s carpark – dogs obsessed with DR’s 7. Canine Story in Hong Kong I find it really surprising how many people have dogs, considering how much they cost, and what a nuisance they are to constantly wash, take for a walk, clean up after, not to mention the killer problems they cause on the wildlife - and that’s just in Australia. Also, you need to be kind and caring to have a pet, you need to have that personality trait. At now 48yrs, of all the people I’ve met in my life, there are not many that actually fit that bill, yet basically I don’t know anyone that doesn’t have a pet. So, the amount of animal abuse and neglect that must go on, is unthinkable. When I visited Hong Kong in 1993, staying with a friend from college, and her lovely family; it was considered a really ‘high class yuppie’ thing to keep dogs, and the more dogs you have the richer you appeared. And since practically everyone in Hong Kong lives in a unit, it was typical to see a large family, that was an extended family, -grandmothers, aunts, cousins, all living in smallish unit (smallish compared to an Australian typical house, but some of them are quite large and luxurious) but with up to 7-10 small dogs! And no backyard to be seen anywhere- it was truly ridiculous. I find human nature really quite bizarre a lot of the times. Thankfully my friends family didn’t have any dogs. That dog in the photo was my brothers – he was a special type of large breed, he grew to over a meter tall, very good natured. He was later poisoned by scared neighbours (The kind of people who are scared to see me driving in my “big” car – STUPIDS. Evil Stupid women.) I have to mention I was given a Labrador puppy on my very first birthday. Zoe. We had a fine and dandy time together, especially on the farm, in the country. I believe that dog to be a gift from God. I went to find my story about Zoe and Grandma Bieman: yet another story gone, simply vanished. It might turn up somewhere on my blog, but it's definitely not on my computer: when I was 2 or 3 years old, the family, including Zoe went down to my Grandma Bieman (dad's mother), for a holiday, and when we arrived, got out of the car, my grandmother came racing over to me - she was really excited to see a granddaughter. And Zoe, lept ahead of me and jumped up on my grandmother and knocked her clear over! Zoe thought my grandmother was going to attack me! Well, that's what I was told, I mean she might have just knocked her over because she was unsteady on her feet who knows, but Zoe was still a puppy! I was sad when Zoe died some 15 years later. Another story missing off my PC: When my brother was 18 he suddenly came home one day with a dog, a little puppy, and he announced to the famaily that he was going to look after this dog and have this dog has his own. It was quite bizarre in my opinion. He named it Sophie. Of course a year later he went down to Canberra and he couldn't take the dog. So dad said that he would take the dog and look after the dog. {Sophie: that's probably why it was stolen?}. I don't know why he named it Sophie I thought it was an odd name. Anyway I'm not really sure what happened to Sophie in the end, or how when dad came to own Tessa the Labrador? Anyway I remember when Tessa the labrador was getting older she developed a hip problem. She would limp around, and I kind of felt sorry for her, and this was the time when I had moved back into the family home after my terrible experience in Melbourne at RMIT, so I took Tessa down to the river for a walk every odd day - she loved it down there, and after a while her hip problems suddenly disappeared. She was healed. I think it was from the river; it gave her a new lease on life, good exercise plus, I would spoil her with little treats, which dad never did. She got a bit fat actually. At the river she would wade and wonder along the river edge, in and out of the water sniffing everything, that seemed to be just absolutely fantastic fun for her. Even though at the end of it she was wet and stinky and I had to lift her back into the car as she was getting so fat - but you know if you're a dog owner, this is what you have to do; you have to really commit - you can't just ignore them and sit on the couch and watch football and drink beer. So I said to dad that I'll take her out to the farm if he wanted, and he got back to me, he had realised that he had neglected her and so said no, that he was going to look after her from then on. So that was good. {Oooh no, not a nuisance to have to rewrite this story again – what the!!} Also, dad used to take her to the vet every December for a shave – so many dogs and cats die in our summer heat waves. Just shave them off!! Do it!! From 2000 until 2018 I rented on 4 different farms at Gunnedah. 2 of them had dogs, 2 of them did not. {I do mean the canine variety of dogs}. 2 farms that didn’t have any dogs, were so much more pleasant. There were kangaroos that would pop by, big monitors, heaps of birds…., no dogs barking. No humans trying to control the dog by harsh reprimands, none of that yelling “get down”. David and Brenda at Rangari farm had no dogs, thankgoodness. It is strange that so many other famers do. Just a better way of life, with no dogs. I personally feel dog people have a certain type of mental health problem, that’s why they get dogs. 8. Tomas’s Poisoned Dog Story - Rare Giant Dog Breed, poisoned by imbeciles This huge gentle giant of a dog (and total show off!) Belonged to my brother - the black/white photo above is not the actual dog, I had to find a similar photo showing how big it gets - the owner of this photo is a coward btw. Anyway, when this dog was in the prime of its life, it was poisoned POISONED, and killed - murdered by evil people in Gunnedah, NSW Australia. Now you might just think, well, it was most likely Tomas’s neighbours, because of the barking (and indeed the dogs (not the canine species {just to be confusing}) were at their neighbors, I heard them when I was there once. {Daniel Bieman had dog neighbours too, down at his place in Sydney – dogs who do reflections – we grew up without ‘human dog neighbours’, so dealing with human dogs is a challenging and extremely annoying experience for us all. I was told Daniel ended up taking his dog neighbour to court.) But in this dog murder situation, their delusional reason is far more sinister. Those killers think, by killing people‘s pets (apparently a widespread problem in Australia {BOGANS}) they’re doing them a favour, because the family will have more money for food for the kids. They are trying to play God, deliberatley killing family pets. Those imbeciles don’t realise the joy and happiness that a pet brings to the whole family, it’s priceless (it’s not as if my brother was struggling) and it’s not up to anybody else to decide who lives or who dies, or take the life of someone else’s (someone who has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU)’s pet. Shame on those stupid people for trying to play God - they could be related to the thieving girls who work at Bunnings and Mitre 10, who also try to play God with voice over store microphone, (?). In fact this is a very common problem in Gunnedah, particularly amongst retail shop girls - those people need to be saved for sure because they’ll be going to hell. Believe me, this is a real and large problem in Gunnedah, girls wanting to play God – all stemming from having nazi controlling parents and school teachers as a child – wakey wakey). I might add, another possible reason, as I am not 100% sure of why or who killed their dog, but, possibly, because it was so big, I mean, it was huge, the biggest dog you had ever seen, over 1m tall. Plus lean and athletic with big eyes and big teeth. So I assume some people were afraid of it. And I find in life, certain people, if they are afraid, they bully the person they are afraid of. {I have had extensive experience in this area}. So this is another very viable reason as to why the dog was poisoned. 9. Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers Posttraumatic arthritis is form of arthritis that develops after an injury to the knee. After remembering a reoccurring nightmare, I have had since school, finally remembered it consciously in my early 40’s; At my school we had compulsory church every Wednesday and every Sunday. Some of the girls starting arranging seating for everyone – territorial dog type personality. I am not sure if it were the prefects, if the school principal, Anna Abbott, started using them to arrange seating in Church? Or well, - actually, this part is a little hazy, it could have been some girl in the year above me named Charlotte Powel, I actually never witnessed her doing it though, I vaguely remember 2 girls doing it, can’t remember what they looked like, but I definatly noticed they were seating me, and in retrospect it was a big thing every church service. But I was later advised by my neighbour that Charlotte Powel was quite evil, so I assume it was her); so, they did this kind of sheep dog trick, to heard people in, (I actually saw a sheep dog do this once, it was a farmer who lived on the Kelvin RD, the dogs game consisted of trying to herd any cars that came in the driveway – so trying to herd me in my big ute – it was comical to watch, hysterical actually, a dog trying to herd me!), anyway, they would do it, so as to arrange (control) seating in the church, so that I would be across from the principal, Anna Abbott on one of the pews, and infront of the Reverend, with the choir girls on the other side. (They thought themselves such clever dogs). School full of farmers daughters. The pew had those hardwood kneelers – the aim of putting me there was to watch face pulling whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, I think - - how should I know the brain of a dog. The pews did not have any padding, they were extremely uncomfortable and extremely painful at the time. There is no doubt in my mind, that my arthritis has been caused from the injury suffered in the 6 years at that time, to my knobbly knees. (I was skinny, no fat) a most definite form of physical abuse - all involved should be severely fined (that includes girls who saw what was going on and said nothing), and you know, like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was pea brain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! Dim-witted vanity of Charlotte Powel or whoever. I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling for often 10minutes at a time, but once I recall it was 20minutes – I was always directly infront of him as he spoke, in the centre of the pew – he was a guilty stinky arse. One Sunday evening, Abbott brought her friend in to watch, I had a nightmare memory about it – that’s what set the alarm bells off in my head (finally). At the time in church - “who the hell is that, what is she doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me”. It only took 20yrs to figure it out. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled to the girl, then she gestured with her hand to kneel, with a sick kind of hand gesture that could be interpreted as a lude gesture. One sick bitch. And, an atheist. Instead of doing something about it, she joined in the bullying, the true mark of an incompetent soul – she used that school for her own personal sick enjoyment. {You ought not be sending your child to any boarding school.} And church is a total scam, for naïve people only – hate to tell you, but true, if you want faith, find it within you, you will not find it at church. They have their own agender, well, they did at that school, trying to brainwash girls of the future, re immigration “its for the greater good…..”. I know of someone, whose sole point of going to church is to suck up to God in order that He’s not too harsh on her, on the judgement day, due to all the bad things that she has done to other people in her time, especially when she was young. (!) And other people think if they do something disrespectful to someone, it will be ok, as long as they ask God to forgive them – as in, a means of justified disrespectful behaviour, even an excuse to behave badly because they know they will be able to get away with it, simply after a prayer. IDIOTS. Btw, I remembered this nightmare, only because I have started to snore, (weight gain) so I awaken abruptly and then remember any dreams (we process everything that happens to us in dreams at night. Some people’s gift, is to see other people’s dreams, good or bad). So, if I never put on any weight and started to snore, I would never have remembered the dream, and thus never fully realized what evil was going on in church back at school. So weird that I have to remember everything from a sliver of a dream - although I realise we don't remember our dreams for sanity reasons; if we did it would be too confusing, we would confuse our dreams with reality or think that something happened when it didn't - it was only a dream. It would confuse our long-term memories. (Later when I went to edit my dream story I typed in “sliver” - the key word, and it was nowhere to be found, even though I wrote it in 2020 - I specifically remembered that word “sliver”. So, I rewrote it here, and hope I remembered everything I wanted to say about that ugly situation. Also, I have to add, I am annoyed with my parents about this because, even though they had nothing to do with it, they weren’t there and didn’t know anything about it, (and I have to add, whenever parents attended the church service, the dogs didn’t do it, I was placed down the back - perhaps there were other parents who were targeted at those times???) But my parents should have taught me by this stage, that if you’re in pain, you have to do something about it, you have to STOP, stand up for yourself. No amount of pain is to be ignored. My school was a boarding school for girls year 7 to year 12 in Armidale, NSW, Australia. Just because I attended a private school, does not mean that they acted in a ‘righteous and holy’ manner at all times. All institutes are open to vulnerable young people, and wherever you have vulnerable young people, you get predator cats wanting to pounce, any powertripping excuse. And there were heaps of atheists amongst the girls too. Church was compulsory. My folks were unfortunatly way to trusting of people and generally thought most people of as ‘good’. I believed they have no idea of the true nature of most people and the greed and evil that exists, especially in a ‘high society’. Actually, I believe this to be the reason that both of them died relatively young. UNWILLING TO DEAL WITH THE NEGATIVE. I contacted a lawyer about suing the school - no response from them. Typical hopeless lawyers in this country. Change only comes about when they pay. I BET THEY ARE STILL DOING IT. I contacted: Finemore Walters & Story and, John Bedford and Associates At 47 now my knee arthritis is so bad I am unable to ride my bike. I had to sell it, $600 bike, sold for $100. I bet my pervert landlord bought it. (possible x NEGS girl). There is no cure. You all disgust me you stupid little girls. 10. Think you won - NO you LOST I have observed that this goes on, in life, a lot, not only to me, but to others; Say that two people are conversing or working together, or their paths cross with a trade deal or a second-hand exchange, whatever. And the way the conversation goes, one person feels a little hard done by, even if they were not, and they agreed to the deal. And so instead of speaking out and saying something about it or facing the fact that they have to accept the deal they made, they turn around and do something aggressive, like lie to them about something, so it puts the other person out in some way, or steal from them - there are lots of different examples I have witnessed of how other people behave aggressively (passively) to try and “get” the other person, to make them feel bad, and make themselves feel like they “won”. And so, after they have done the evil act of what they wanted to do, they feel like they “won” and they venture off to get on with their life. But because the real victim in the situation didn’t actually do anything wrong in the first place, and sadly now has been made to be a victim – that person who did not speak up initially with his problem has actually lost – they lost big time, but they cannot see it because they were so intent on making that other innocent person feel bad, so they could feel good about themselves (bullying 101). Can you see how they lost? Try and wrap your head around this fact, the person who thinks they won, has actually lost, and they will have to pay at some point in the future - just because of the way nature works, nature can see the big picture. - Actually, I am not sure that last bit is true, I see a lot of guilty rich people seemingly ge tting away with it, I often feel there is no justice, so, in case, at the very least, write about your experience, and don’t be afraid to name names, put the actual names of all parties involved, – if you can remember them!! And of course, stick to the truth. The truth is often what makes story’s more interesting and complicated anyway . 11. Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone Little imbeciles on bikes with Audio equipment/speakers - playing bird and dog noises One day when I was waiting for the Woolworths guy to deliver my groceries; the waiting spot was down by the river flats in Gunnedah, because he didn’t drive all the way out to the farm. Plus, I have to shop online because I have too many dogs harassing me in the supermarket, it’s unbearable, although I really like shopping online anyway, it’s much better than instore. But as the Woollies guy turned up, he got out and started speaking to me; there was what look like a kid on a motorbike who went past us down the river flats, and I saw this kid had an audio Soundsystem over his shoulder it was quite big and hard to miss, he looked like a kid because he was short and skinny, actually he looked poor too as he had no shoes on. In retrospect it was Heath Barwick, short, skinny, would not care about shoes, does not look after himself properly. I know his friend Shannon Bree also rides a motorbike, and I have seen him at Heaths, so it also could have been him, but I doubt it, he was not skinny like Heath – if I recall from back when I was 18, and met all my brothers friends. As soon as I uploaded this with the part about some guy riding a motorbike round town in bare feet – little birdy told me they knew immediately who it was – they did not do anything about it still. Anyway, he drove past us, and down to the river flats in all the gumtrees, out of sight, and then the next thing you know you hear this really loud cockatoo bird noise. I just know it was him playing that bird noise on the Soundsystem, it sounded very real because it was really loud, and it was echoing through the whole bush - so no one, aside from me would know that I was being harassed by this person, by fake bird noises - to everyone else it would just sound like a bird, and this happens ALL THE TIME, PERSECUTION. Heath had a bimbo mother from the seventies. I mentioned at Rangari on the farm there were noises of all sorts at all hrs of the night, so not only bird noises, but he would use dogs, car horns, and a lot of kookaburra sounds, I mentioned before he got one of those African horns, zuzuvalis. (Rack off you little idiots) I would like to add in Gunnedah there are no kookaburras - it’s flat Breeza plain area; kookaburras are found in forest areas, in trees, there’s no trees in Gunnedah, because Gunnedah is made up of greedy non-thinking hillbilly farmer bogans who don’t look after the planet and have chopped down all the trees. All my life that I have lived in Gunnedah, NO kookaburras. But in about 2016, suddenly there were kookaburra bird sounds coming directly from the farm up the rd, Heaths, (Heaths Dads) So, I would assume Heath is responsible, or whoever lived there, as actually the postman told me that Heath moved out, to down the road past Rangari. However, I strongly suspect that postman was lying, because when I went round there, I saw Shannon Bree, Heaths friend, and a girl Danielle (I would say not her real name? as one time Emma Finlayson said her name was Danielle too (?), maybe Daniel Salom was involved too, or Daniel my brother, Ashley Horwood, – all friends from high school.) Danielle, is possible Shannon’s girlfriend. Emma Finlayson who is friends with Heath, possible lovers, partner in crime at any rate? I really do not know them well at all, any of them. If Heath moved out, then, his friends moved in, so it was either Heath or his friends - but they’re all guilty little shitheads, who know me through my little brother who went to school with them, and was friends with them all. I’ve explained on my ‘about page’, exactly what I thought about Heath Barwick, about how I think he is a retarded thief,- and that would go with any of his associations. I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, maybe I haven’t made it clear in the past, so FUCK OFF. They were also manipulated, as I’ve mentioned before by channel 7 morning show bimbos who encouraged him to get the African horn, (curse them). I probably should mention there were other people on channel 7 that told me about the car horns that play the bird noises too - it was kind of a helpful observation. Maybe my neighbour Heath can hear the birds at my place – as I had a HUGE garden, and I got a lot of different birds, (12 apostles – very loud birds) sometimes they would behave a bit oddly; So, Heath thinks, the birds are pretending to be me, so he thought, well I can pretend to be the birds. He has a 3rd born warped way of thinking, that would have amused other people, that’s why he does it, to make them laugh, (another starved of love, child who craves attention) and they are happy to go along with him, just as long as they are not the person at the butt of Heaths jokes. They are all weaklings. The police too – clueless. Also, anyone that knows Heath would write this behaviour off as possibly drunken or on drugs behaviour, which no doubt would be true from my experience with Heath. But I suspect, his constant behaviour is NOT related to substance abuse, because this is his natural personality, he was always a little shit head, ever since the time I first met him when he was stealing off Sam Carr, no conviction. (Which was one out of three times that I have ever met him in person) -this ‘shithead‘ personality BTW, is 100% his parents fault. So, these recorded noises still happen at my current new house in Gin Gin, QLD, they have all sorts of bird noises at all hours of the night - anyone with any common sense would know that these birds would not be out and making such noises in the middle of the night. (except for the Curlews), I did actually put some comments on my website about this and the possibility that it could be musicians doing it now, musicians have a strange way of thinking and they only think about sounds and so this activity for them would be fun, and right up their alley, the fact that they’re annoying the crap out of everyone doesn’t even enter into their LITTLE heads. But since writing about the possibility that it’s musician related - because it would be famous musicians - it has kind of stopped, I think. Btw, while writing this I thought I misspelt ‘musicians’, so I copied the word put it in a Google search to check it, but I happen to grab the word behind it too ‘nuisance’, and lo and behold there's a whole thing about “Nuisance musicians” - like it goes on and on for pages, and what you can do about it, who the various people/organizations that are in charge of controlling “Nuisance musicians” ! They were specifically referring to loud music and instruments, annoying people. {So that's actually not what I'm referring to}. I am referring to people who are generally a nuisance, some of them may happen to be musicians, and those ones: if they're not playing music, then they get up to mischief, and cause a disturbance by doing weird things like taking recordings of all sounds in life and then playing them back to people in the middle of the night. {Or following people around “carhoon” style, being a general menace - public nuisance.} I bet they're 3rd borns. - So that type of Nuisance wasn't even listed in the “Nuisance musician” section, and it is the main area of where they're in Nuisance, in my opinion. Sometimes the names on my seed orders coincide with a musicians names, coinciding with tours – mmm, sounds suss to me. So, guess what, I have just realized, I have never been harassed by someone playing a musical instrument! How about that after all that info online about how to deal with a major life nuisance – NOT ME hooray!! Actually, an update; atm, I seem to have several idiots hooning about on dirt bikes, they followed me over to Sarina Beach area – I did not recognise any of them. You know the road to the part I went to, a small out of the way beach, had pretty much inaccessible road, unless you have four-wheel drive, but there certainly were a lot of people (a lot of pervert stalkers) visiting this beach this Wednesday morning. When the boys turned up on motorbikes, after lunch, it became a little noisy and unpleasant. However, there was also dirt bikers who turned up at Sarina beach and Grasstree Beach when I visited there too. I’m not sure if all the locals in this area have dirt bikes and go down to the beach and ride their bikes during business hours or whether I seem to have idiots on motorbikes who follow me - as they used to appear in Gunnedah as well. {Oh, guess what I do; police advised me to get number plates}. So, motorbikes don’t make for a very peaceful or pleasant experience. I find if I write about something in a public forum, the problem may cease. So here is the writing, and the proof via Photos. This is a warning. If I see any more dirt bikers following me around, I’ll be calling the police, who then has the power and authority to take you to court and press charges - you are a nuisance. Update 2026, this writing did not make any difference, they still hoon around me, although after I described one of the bikes that I could clearly see was there to annoy me, not just some biker; its colours and so forth, now cars are back to hooning past me. And I am not talking about speeding btw, I mean sometimes they do, but they just like make known their presence, they rev usually outside my house. I miss my dead-end at Rangari. The world is a large place, why would you only go dirt biking around me? Why don’t you use your brain, and go dirt biking where there are no people, there are heaps of areas in Northern Territory and South Australia, and remote QLD too, where there is NOTHING, no one to disturb - the world is your oyster, go for it you little cowards. I know some people think any harassment that you experience outside is all birds - like it’s a thing, birds are well known harasser’s! birds know that they’re annoying, and that’s why they do it! They reckon, some birds are just BAD! Lol. So, to an extent, I actually agree, there are definitely some bad bird types out there, and I have seen some bird behaviour that is quite abnormal and extremely cheeky. More cheeky than bad. But I know there are people who can influence the birds. And, if I had not had seen that biker (who I thought was Heath Barwick with an amplifier Soundsystem strapped to his body), playing bird noises, I’d be inclined to think that yeah it really is birds. But I definitely saw him, and there’s been a lot of animal noises at pertinent times, so I know that it’s not actually an animal, and it is some little shithead motor biker revhead prowling about an unwanted manner. And I would go so far to say that someone who did this is just plain evil. I mean you might think I’m being too severe - They’re just playing a recording, but you know if you do this to deceive someone, well it’s a little bit like crying wolf; one time I’m going to be outside and I’m going to hear a strange bird noise, and I’m not going to know for sure if it’s actually a bird or if there is some little arsehole hiding in the bushes. His evilness is partly ruining my “nature” experience here on earth. And we’re only here for a limited time; I don’t wish to have any part of it ruined by some little fucking arsehole. Oh whoops, too late. 12. Peacock Problems When I was living on Culls farm on the Bulga Road, (NSW near Gunnedah, Australia) I had chooks, ducks and several peacocks - it was all very lovely out on the farm at my place. Until some fucking arsehole realised, he could drive past my house with a really noisy truck and he could ‘set’ my peacocks off; because peacocks respond to noise, so then at 3 in the morning, right in the tree outside my bedroom, they would shriek - incredibly loud, like most Australians have no idea how very loud peacocks are. So, because of that stupid truck driver, I had to get rid of my lovely peacocks. Burn in hell truck driver. I’m sure those peacocks would not be half as happy at their new place. I need to specially mention, that truck driver was there purely to do just that, he (or she) was not just a passing truck, this was a quite country rd with no, to very little traffic, they did it repeatedly on several nights. I would say this would be jealousy related “who does that girl think she is with all those fancy peacocks? I was watching Australian Idol at that time. Musicians; evil. Like I have said, I have not met one single woman who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married,- I think secretly jealous of that too). And I have no idea who was driving that truck. I would like to know; I’d like to say what a coward! I mean to have nothing else better to do then to drive all the way out to my house at 3 in the morning (30km out of town) and not only waking me and my peacocks, but also my neighbours, my landlord the Culls. Coward Coward Coward Selfish Selfish Selfish. I had similar problems when I lived intown briefly with trucks driving past my house – sometimes they would decorate their trucks with coloured lights – they had turned ‘driving past my house in a truck’ into some sort of weird game (stupid country hicks). Infact this business of waking me up at 3am in the morning started then, when I lived in town, briefly at dads – it was about 2005. It was 3am every night without fail, and it continued on the Cull farm. It’s some sort of weird game. Not entirely sure who’s involved, but it seems to me that a lot of people, as in a network of people, a network of bad people are involved – like Fight Club network – Fight Club copycats. It’s like they see single woman – POUNCE, “she doesn’t have a husband, she doesn’t have a husband - lets annoy the crap out of her, no one’s going to stop us. We have carte blanche.” I personally think it’s also because those dogs have no thoughts of their own, they cannot amuse themselves, so they have to latch on to somebody else, like me, someone who applies thought to everything that I encounter throughout the day. They are nothing but empty, stupid fucking shells, and the only thing they can do is drive an automatic. The whole point of their existence is in question. ( my current nextdoor neighbour fits this ‘latcher’ too). O bet those truck drivers call themselves “big trucks”, as far as I’m concerned anyone who would call themselves that is an idiot, and certainly not anyone I would have in my life: just try to humble yourself a little arrogant dick. {The main reason men need woman in their lives, to humble them! I wrote about it on Facebook, before I was banned, about how there was 1 truck driver who would drive through Gunnedah at 3 in the morning and ‘compression brake’ down the whole main street – so unnecessary and so loud, I am fairly certain the whole town would have awoken. He did it for weeks, starting when the coal mines opened up there. No one did anything about it, he probably still does it. When I moved to Melbourne after Bulga, I was in a street where trucks really could not venture, it was very suburban, so instead, one night there was a jet that did a low flyover my house – unbelievable roar, several thousands of people would have been awoken then. For anyone out there who has a disposition of a dirty mind, this is not related to what you think it might be related to. And while I am on that subject, I’m not one, for talking about sex on my blog, (unless it’s to deter pregnancy), although it’s definitely not a taboo subject for me. I’m not a prudish conservative in this manner, like a lot of people are (a lot – it’s quite surprising the reaction I got, if I even only a little ventured onto the subject ,in a public forum – like a lot of people should think, it is worse than an unlawful sin, if one talks about sex). They have problem – just keep scrolling you dysfuncts. However, I have to make some comments about certain American television shows who imply that prostitution is illegal. I don’t know what planet they’re living in, but prostitution is certainly not illegal in America or Australia or anywhere. Obviously, those are the (dysfuncts) produces, who are putting their own personal opinions out, across to the masses, trying to dissuade women from being prostitutes. My theory as to why they want to do this, is because men who use the services of those women, have to do so, because they’re not very nice men - if they don’t treat women properly the get zero in the bedroom. So therefore, if you take away the prostitution, then they would have to treat women in a far more friendly, respectful and courteous way. Lol (having said that, in my experience, woman are far more disrespectful than men, and possibly on FB, at any rate, before I was ban, there were bimbo drunk housewives, who do not want to teach their kids about sex, therefore she does not want anyone talking about it on FB! – stupid women). So even at my address in Gin Gin Queensland, I unfortunatly am near the HWY, I still have problems with trucks waking me up at all hours of the night, albeit not at exactly 3am anymore – deliberate ‘wake up trucks’ – not just the everyday delivery/courier trucks on a mission, I am talking about truck drivers whose mission is to wake and annoy people with their truck. - I complain to the police, and councils - they don’t do anything (well, actually I am pretty sure I have, now that I think about it, maybe I have not, I just complained about the stealing?... I will have to make some complaints, I really don’t know how these truckdrivers can get away with what they do. I mean surely other people around me can see what’s going on? Surely, I can’t be the only one that can see them deliberately harassing members of the community? (not to mention polluting) Why are they allowed to get away with this? Yet when I beeped at a caravan, at the lights at Gin Gin once, I was suddenly bombarded by 50 buffoons beeping me the following time I went into Gin Gin at those lights. What’s wrong with you idiots? How come that truck driver can get away with beeping and annoying the crap out of people constantly, yet when I only did it once, I was pounced on in a horrific way; why doesn’t anyone pounce on that truck driver? STOP PICKING ON ME YOU BULLIES. If you have something to say to me, then say it to my face and don’t be such a nuisance coward. The fact that you don’t say it to my face, is a pretty clear indication that you actually don’t have anything relevant to say, or whatever you had to say, may warrant a punch in the face. So go home and get a life. Perhaps that idiot truck driver or some of them, I’m sure there is more than 1, thinks they are doing a service, by ‘waking‘ up sleeping beauties, as in; why aren’t you angry? Look at how those Centrelink nazis treat you, so disrespectfully. Why don’t you get angry at them? I think those truck drivers think the reason I don’t angry at all, at those stupid bitches I encounter whenever I go into town is the reason, they think I am ‘asleep’ and thus need awakening. They can’t see, that NOT taking their bait is a strength, so not fighting is the strength, and fighting is the weakness. It’s like on the playground “fight” “fight” “fight”. Well, the truck setting off those peacocks, had no such motive – he was just an arshole. Btw, I am fully awake, have been for long time. Just now, after observing what goes on, I write about it. This next paragraph is not related to my Peacock problems, but when I was searching “ducks” on my PC; this story opened. The reason I was searching for ducks is because I remember writing about mums obsession with ducks, and now could not find the story. Back when I was about 16 or 17, I went around the house one day, and I counted all the ducks! I’m not talking about real ducks, I’m talking about crafty ducks, like duck ornaments, duck pictures, duck napkin holders, duck paper weights, duck sofa pillows…. Just so many. So, there were 47 ducks and duck related items in our house!! Not sure where mum’s obsession with ducks came from, I only noticed that she had one, and she didn’t seem to be too perturbed about it, like everything was normal, like, there’s no mention ever about the obsession of ducks. And actually, if you entered the house as a guest, one wouldn’t really notice the obsession with ducks, one would just notice that it was an arty and crafty house, with artwork and craft all over, it’s not until you really look closely, then you could start to see this theme of ducks? Little bit of Bieman family trivia! Someone whispered in my ear, “Peacock Problems! – that’s got to be related to people in the entertainment industry!” I think I have talked about: the ugly phenomena of other people wanting me to look at them – this is a serious problem – for peacocks that is; they do horrid bully things to me if I don’t look at every single person I encounter all the time - massive dysfunctional person tormenting me in regards to this issue – that person, actually needs a bullet to their ear. Total narcissist bully. 13. The “Helpful” Female Will I know I have witnessed circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) But if someone is seemingly having a lot of bad luck, and then someone turns around and says; you ‘willed’ it. I know that can be absolute garbage - there are many many things way out of one person‘s will or power. And one has to combat other peoples ‘will’ on a daily basis. Sometimes the wind blows one way, sometimes the wind blows the other way. I can’t begin to tell you how my life has changed since I started writing this blog, just merely writing about what happens in my life has put a stop to a lot of the torment from other people, but my behaviour hasn’t changed in anyway, I’m still typical me, I deal with people the same way. I’m just simply writing about what happens. An example of typical female ‘will’; in my 20s there was a girl who saw herself as my friend, and I was leaving one day, and I had nearly forgotten something, when she reminded me, before I had a chance to get it, -and she was so pleased that she had reminded me, pleased that I should forget, so then she could remind me and feel important - it was like a power trip for that young girl. She was very pleased and satisfied that she could help even though I didn’t actually forget and I didn’t require any help. Such is women’s nature to feel important from that sense of being helpful. This very aspect of the female personality, their satisfaction from this powertrip, is so powerful that it turns into Will - in my opinion, this is what has gone out into the greater subconscious of the world, and has brought about dementia, a young pretty woman’s will, determining the outcome for the so-called weak, and old. (Get your young 18yr old daughter interested in the stock exchange!). I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. Of course there’s the people who do the opposite of being helpful, go out of their way not to be helpful, when there is a chance they can clearly see, that they could be, for exactly the same reason, for a power trip. Those people walk on a different planet than I do, I believe they are truly evil, and quite frankly, I don’t know how they manage to function at all, and get through the day with that attitude, those are the ones that end up miserable. I have encounted a few woman like this in my life. If you think about this, it changes your perception of the sweet young innocent 18-year-old girl, as someone who is slightly evil, which in my experience is often the truth, even though they do not really realize what they are doing. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men. (Except the show I watched last night - the leading lady killed the guy and won the money. Ah, glad to see we are slowly evolving from the stereotype. I felt like it was based on a true story about pyramid schemes in the 80’s, let’s hope she actually did not kill the old man….) Having said that I know that there are women out there who saw me when I was a young teenager, as someone who was very wilful, and therefore could not be trusted at all, and whose attitude towards me was one of extreme fear, due to that element of the evil unknown. They have caused a lot of problems for me basically, since I was 15yrs old, and have made my life extremely restrictive, those people WILL get their comeuppance, I can assure you of that, and indeed they should be very afraid, - just not of me. But same as the opposite of that, when people who see me when I was young, saw me as a very, you know, friendly, honest and naive person, and so then those women wanted to help me, like toughen up, or if they can sniff out any weakness that I have, they'll want to bombard me with that weakness using sneaky clever and manipulative ways to make me feel so uncomfortable, that sooner or later I just won't care, or won't be uncomfortable by whatever the issue was. I can assure you, those people are not helpful. Not helping: you're in it for the “discomfort” you like the “squirm”, the power trip - don't fool yourself, you're not actually helping me. Imagine if you take that same wilful girl, and empower her to not only think about what she wants, but speaks and takes action – you have a mighty force on your hands. In my experience if you empower a little bitch, you will get a BIG bitch, if you empower a smart, kind honest young woman – you will get Wonderwoman! I need to mention, I’ve observed women who will bend to a man’s will, not because she particularly wants to, but because women have the “helpful nature”. And so, if a man is behaving badly, (behaving like a pathetic little boy, that hasn’t grown up) and wants to humiliate a girl (little boys who had hopeless parents, teenage boys especially), and make them want to feel foolish, by doing something stupid, his ‘will’ of wanting her to do that, is enough for the woman to actually do it, because of her “helpful nature” - she wants to help him fulfil his ‘will’. The thought, that he’s acting like a misogynistic arsehole, doesn’t even enter into her mind, because her instinct is; helpfulness, unless of course, she’s old and experienced in the nature of men. The secret nature of man. Young girls are particularly vulnerable of this kind of teenage boy attitude, I was bullied quite despicably when I was 16 at pony camp, by a girl who was acting purely on behalf of a prick. Stupid girls are, in particular, their prey, as they can be easily manipulated, like that girl at pony camp. These stupid girls are also rife in the Music and Movie industry, and I have had major problems with my very own ‘personal blonde bimbo stalkers’- famous ones from poor neighbourhoods, who have big chips on their shoulders, and prick fathers - naming and shaming definatly helps in these cases, since I did, not as bad. 14. Eucalyptus Microcorys Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, had ready, seed capsules on it, it was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has not interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. 15. Books and fairy-tale childhoods When I was a child in primary school, I was an avid reader I practically read the whole library except for the Dr Seuss books – I thought those one silly and probably meant to be for the kindies! But come on Roald Dahl – GENIUS, James and the Giant Peach – who thinks of something like that! Just brilliant, all of his books. (I still think about “The Witches” every time I see a silly woman squashed in to a pair of pointy toe shoes lol) My parents had come up with a plan to get some peace and quiet, and that was to send the kids off to bed at 6:30pm, which for a growing active girl is quite early for bed. Unfortunately, this is a common problem amongst a lot of mothers, they just like raising little babies they don’t want to see their babies grow into a woman, they only want babies - I have named the girls of this common problem Doll Babies, there’s a whole heap of other problems that can happen with mothers like that, like pageants. But for me it was just this early bedtime issue, and I know those early years that I had to go to bed I came up with a way to produce melatonin (which is how dreams are made, I was a very avid dreamer, still am) And after a bit, I came up with another solution and that was, a reading plan, as I could read in bed and mum didn’t seem to mind if the light was still on. I want to mention, while I did read all those books, and I absolutely loved, for instance, Anne of Green Gables – the whole series, fantastic! But about the books I read, there weren’t any that really touched on some of life‘s important issues, I mean, I read so many children’s books, yet when I reached adulthood, I found it really odd how things surprised me, like why didn’t I read about what happens in life as a child? I felt I could’ve been better prepared for the future if those childhood writers could have been braver about their content and not ‘talked down’ so much. Perhaps include a crappy job or 2! Maybe you could talk about ‘dog type’ personalities that will hound you in life, how to deal with bullies, stuff like that (and not revenge stuff, like they do in woman’s magazines, disgraceful). You know children are very smart, especially in the way that they learn and consume knowledge. So, I’m putting it out there, you need to treat children as young adults, who are capable of handling the more negative aspects about life - so don’t just gloss over them and do fairy-tale stuff. (And guess what, they can handle swear words too). Someone suggested to get your child to watch the news for real life stuff! Good in theory but I am not sure I would have understood the news as a child, it would be like I just landed in the middle of things, missed the beginning, so can’t really understand what is going on… I would say I would need someone to explain what each segment was about. But yes, I would definatly give that a go if I was responsible for kids. That reminds me of BTN, behind the news! Great show! In 2022 there was a fabulous Netflix show called Chefs Table, it talked honestly about successful chefs and their whole life story and career. How they got to be successful at what they do, the good, the bad, the tough. It was most fascinating, and I think for a child growing up especially, this show would be beneficial – a real insight into life and what can be achieved. I would like to see them do different industry sectors too. As my eyesight is now not what it used to be, I no longer read. But, infact I pretty much stopped reading ‘on mass’ after I went to boarding school, there were no lights on, permitted after “lights out”, so no more reading – just another little area where it was NAZI school. {I should add, I left home where it was 630pm lights out, to school with 9pm lights out, but, from 6 to 8, we, the whole school, had to go back over to the school classrooms, where we would do our “prep”, Prep was what they called homework}. Later in life, I read a little more when I was working, but after a few bad book shop and library dog experiences, I will never be setting foot in either again. It is much easier to watch Netflix now anyway. Here is a good spot, to say (as this little didi was removed from elsewhere). My mother used to read to us (I recall my brother and I seated around her on the couch), most afternoons, and she used to get us to read a paragraph from the story, and so we each read in our, jilted slow motion difficult childish way, but doing that really helped with my reading, so when I was at school later and had to read aloud, I was somewhat proficient at it, not like some of the girls, who were still ‘jilted’. 16. Book Industry in Australia As I was writing my the “Helpful” Female Will story, I thought, I could write a book about this issue and call it “The Secret Nature of Mankind”, infact I looked up the title, as I wondered why no one has written about it already. But then I thought, by the time I was finished writing it, the dogs would’ve stolen it. I have found the whole writing industry and book world in Australia is run by women, women who are greedy thieving bitches. I’m not sure what the issue is with me and the writing industry, as far as I know I’ve had nothing to do with any book companies or writers or authors. All I know is I have read a lot of books in my youth, and now love watching good stories on Netflix. I can only assume that they are threatened by me, because they’re stealing ideas, as dogs do. Female dominated industry. One time when I was in working in Enmore, in my early 20’s, I decided I should start reading again, as I had not read anything for years, and I used to be an avid reader. I phoned up this company trying to get a particular book, can’t remember what book it was now, I think it must have been one recommend by Helen Razor – a radio talk show feminist on JJJ. The book shop was called Borders Book company, and the woman on the phone told me where to go to their store - it was right out Western Sydney way. I set off one Saturday. Turned out to be a total wild goose chase, no store at that address at all, 50km later. Then 50km back. So, I’m not sure who I was talking too, maybe Telstra put me through to just some stupid dog, but whoever I was speaking to, sent me on that wild goose chase. So, dam and blast that woman, and I hope she’s dead by now, she definitely needs a baseball bat to her head. You know doing something so despicable and evil like this, to a young girl; I really wonder what her motive was, I mean, did she want to take revenge out on me for something I did? does she actually know me? Were we acquainted with one another? Or does she just not like young girls? I mean imagine what she would do to someone who actually did her harm in some way like stole from her or stole her husband, or something. This woman is clearly deranged and she is 2 straws short of being a psychopath - she doesn’t deserve to live on planet Earth, in my opinion. There have been many other numerous things the female dogs do in this book world, like any audiobooks that I’ve ever read, has been totally changed and manipulated from the original. I don’t think I’ve ever read one audiobook that hasn’t been changed with the exception possibly of an autobiography -it was read by the writer. Some of them get changed quite despicably with personal hate messages (common in the movie/tv industry by bitches), and then there are the books where whole scene gets changed, and whole chapters are omitted like Of Mice and Men (I will not mention what scene got changed). And several others, I’m pretty sure Pride and Prejudice was changed, I recently downloaded that one from Audible, I didn’t bother finishing it, because I was so sure I could hear the dogs in it. I find this a real tragedy, because not only is it COMPLETELY disrespectful to the author, but I love books and reading (listening now – my eyes are not what they once were) and so for these stupid women to change them for their own personal PowerTrip, by inserting hateful messages, it is just disgraceful, so wrong – can’t they tell right from wrong?? All those women should be severely fined! I’m pretty sure there’s a lot of thievery that goes on with old books being re-written, with then book companies, taking money from somebody else’s story. Not sure if this is wrong, as in legally, but I think not stating this new book is a rewrite, is the problem. I also get outraged by writers coming up with stories based on “true stories” but then have been changed so they wouldn’t get into trouble by the person whose life they talking about - or omit facts as the ‘hero’ of the story would not be painted in a good light. Then there are writers who write stories as if they were true and turns out to be 100% made up. There is no declaration of “Fiction” or “True Story” mentioned in the Synopsis – there should be. You know I was a library prefect in primary school! One time I went through a whole phase of John Grisham, I just loved his books, the way he writes without any female bitchiness. Plus, he kind of writes in a secret male fantasy style. So, after I read a few, I came across one and I’m pretty sure if I recall it was called “The Painted House”, no, actually, I can’t remember what it was called. But as I was reading it, he just seemed to be going on about this house that he was painting. I’m reading and reading and waiting and waiting for the story to begin - because his stories are always typically about young male law graduates who turn into the hero and save the day by making the greedy corporate people pay, and saving the girl! But this book just kept going on and on about house painting. Now, at the time, I was actually painting my house, so it was quite bizarre, it was like this book was not even written by John Grisham because it was just not his style at all - but some girl posing as John Grisham!! Or maybe John Grisham had decided that he needed a break from his ‘real’ writing, and so just wanted to write about my life in a strange unconnective way!? But it would not surprise me in the least if there was some girl trying to fake John Grisham. I did so enjoy the book I read later after that about the cats!! (I had 4 cats at the time) The writing world gets up to all sorts of disgraceful antics, and it should be brought into light, because I’ve never heard anybody talk about these issues ever. 17. Designs to match Personalities I am creative, my thought process is slightly different to the typical. (But most people do think similarly). My sense of humour is different, although I have found in my old age, it has changed and mellowed somewhat. For example, when I was younger, if I saw some gung-ho teen crash through a window, I would not have found that funny. However, now I do! lol (Please don’t start a whole series of teens crashing through windows). I can remember sitting in movie cinemas years ago and there were certain scenes which I found absolutely hysterical, and laugh my head off, only, no one else in the cinema was laughing at all! (Somewhat a little disturbing) and then the other scenes where the whole cinema was laughing, and I didn’t find funny at all. So, I’m definitely slightly different in that respect. I always felt I have ‘old man’ humour! as in, things I laugh at, so would an old man, even at age 18! I certainly would and never have categorise myself as anyone with any mental health issue. I’ve never been depressed in my life. I’m actually very healthy due to the way my parents raised me. I was advised, around about 2011(?) as I am observant and notice things, that those types of people often in their later adult life, have some difficulties dealing with all the data – so at 50 now, I know exactly what they were talking about back then! Its seems that expression “ignorant bliss” has a lot of truth! J But I do like to stay of sound of mind all the time, and am aware of my ‘possible ability’ to be so angry at all the injustices that I can see, and that so many others can’t. As I have mentioned, and unfortunatly still need to. (I am not a drunk – just angry – mainly due from all the THEFTS – I have a right to be angry about it – it is unfair, manipulative, evil and prejudiced, not to mention costly). But I can pretty much deal with any situation, as they come up, even if I would prefer to be elsewhere, and I can interpret them as they are, albeit sometimes adding a few little creative twists if I’m unsure of the plot, which as is the case when I’m dealing with thieves that hound me - how should I know the mind of a thief. – That sentence was not an admittance of guilt to lying! I do not lie and certainly not about the thefts. Occasionally I might have misplaced something, and said it was stolen – but this is not a lie!! In general, I do not lie, contrary to most woman who cross my path. It is very unusual that I would lie in any situation, I find it unnecessary, time wasting and disrespectful to myself. Since I am honest and don’t steal, I personally have no reason to lie about anything – unlike most other people that I have encounted. You are all thieves - and bugger off. I have mentioned before that I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And considering my sedentary lifestyle atm, after losing everything (well, near everything that mere little me had ‘willed’)- all that I wanted in life, I still am an upbeat person. I think, once you know how to be happy, there’s no going back, you don’t suddenly forget - it’s like riding a bike!😁 But there is something I have struggled with all my life, (I hope you can hear my tone here, I have not reeeally suffered tooo much!), and that is clothing and colours, because I love bright colours, I love colours that stand out, and are stimulating. I think it’s that stimulating factor which triggers my visual side of my mind, and I just love them. Looking at particular colour schemes is truly interesting for me, and satisfying too, I spend hrs pouring over designs, art and images. I have found over the years certain colours have more fascination than others, but then these change with each decade. So, the struggle part, is when I wear these bright clothes (I am a sewer, I sew my own clothes, so choosing bright fabrics is natural) but, they attract attention, they are eye-catching, and this is what I don’t like. I don’t like being at the centre of attention at all, in fact. I always cringe away from it, and feel there are far more outspoken types (Peacocks!), who can take the spotlight. And possibly this also has encouraged me to sew my own clothes, so I look presentable, as I really notice when people stare at me, which they do out on the street, in the shops, women especially notice what other women are wearing, so I feel I should look nice at least! Give them something to actually look at! And perhaps a little unique, ‘unsheep’ like, as my personality is not ‘sheep like’. I like sewing my own clothes, I am not really a fan of ‘designer clothing’ – I feel fashion designers design clothes for human sheep, or the ones I like are too expensive for my budget. Although since being ban from Spflr and they DELETED my whole design studio space, and all my 100’s of designs, (and who btw, I think try and save themselves every year by sending me an email, as in ”we did not delete your studio or ban you, see we emailed you now” – for the cameras). I no longer can purchase fabrics- so I am guessing from now on – it will be holy old clothes! So, I really had to learn how to dress in ways that was far more suited to my Personality, and keep my brights for indoors only – you should see my pyjamas!! 18. English wannabes story with Victorian clothing in 1986 I have to talk about the old fashioned ‘wannabe English’ attitude of not only my mother, but a lot of country mothers, and especially Jan Milbourne, the NEGS principal, who btw, was from history, it was like she was living in the past, by at least 200 years. The way she dressed, the way she thought women should speak and behave, her attitude was literally from about the 1800’s in England. It’s like she’s been picked out of this time frame and dropped in to 1980. I believe her role at that school was to produce women ready for marriage (not sure that worked! – rebellion nature and all….) at any rate – raised to be passive, not to be controversial, ask questions, or ‘rock the boat’. (Btw, all they do in the work place is fight, if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you are not going to last). I’ve noticed there are a lot of country mothers who were exactly the same, and want to adopt this kind of English old-fashioned life and attitude. You should have seen what my mother dressed me in for my interview at the school, it was literally a garment from the 1840s. I heard her say the principal will love it. I found a picture online, here it is, -but my dress was blue with same big white collar, and I was a little older, 11yrs. From https://fashion-history.lovetoknow.com/ titled “Victorian Children” Also at school, part of our uniform was a long-hooded cape – can you believe that, a cape (also originally from the 18th century! The one pictured was just like it) I was not really sure what the obsession with the last century in England was, with Australian country mothers. But I have since discovered, they have been manipulated by various films that came out in the 70s and 80’s, and they all depicted these “I want to be English women from the last century” but living in Australia (if we must…). And a lot of the girls at school, they all had the same names as was in these old-fashioned women from these movies! So, I am guessing there were a lot of mothers similar to mine. Also, the fact that Australia still has a monarch, and follows the then present monarch, Elizabeth II, closely, has helped this “we wish we were English” attitude!! – my siblings are all named after ‘royals’ with Charles and William featuring as middle names!! My sister was named after Penelope Keith from mums favourite show, The Good Life!! (Still one of my favourite shows too!!) One of the traditions, of these “we wish we were English types” is “Christmas in July” !! – as if to celebrate xmas in the cold, just as an English woman can!! Lol Plus, the irony of it is, if you look at the history of the Brits, and their relationship with other countries, you can really start to see that Britain is actually a mean ‘bully’ country. There are several islands around Britain which are now governed by England, and purely because they bullied their way into those countries, fought the natives, and simply took over. And why when do you think they appear so regularly on the news in Africa? – I have always thought, well, you know, somebody’s gotta do it, got to be a good talking point for the masses - people like having something to feel proud about. But, they’re always over in Africa, and the reason why they’re in Africa is because they own the oil wells in Africa; they own all the profits from it. So, on one hand you see poor Africans, then think oh, good on those Brits helping those poor Africans, but really, their interest is in the profits from the oil wells, and not in helping starving Africans. It was the Brits and the US, who got together back in the day, and basically bullied their way over into ownership of those oil wells. And when it comes to business, if they don’t get their own way, then they declare war on whoever is standing in their way; like China when there were Opium and Tea wars going on - how do you think Britain came in ‘ownership’ of Hong Kong till 1999! China was so taken aback by the Brits despicable warring tactics, that they ‘shut’ their door on the whole world – this whole time there has been no trade with China, is because of the bully brits. Its only just now, basically at the beginning of 2000, that China has seen an opportunity in manufacturing as a sure-fire way to “win” – and they will. I hate to tell you English wannabes, but they have a lot, not to be proud of. (And carried on pretty much like a bunch of spoilt little brats, and talk about self-declared important people!). Btw, apparently some of America, also suffered from this ‘wannabe English’ attitude, especially amongst the Yachting community! I feel these old-fashioned English type of women were often kind of snotty, snobby, and hoity-toity, and I feel like that’s what the aim of these mothers in the country Gunnedah was to be, they wanted to be this ‘superior sophisticated old-fashioned values, respectable women types’, and I feel the main reason why I’m writing about it in such a light, is because I would say, this attitude has persuaded that little blonde girl, that I’ve mentioned on numerous occasions, (read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam photo”), who has been hounding me in Gunnedah over some years, and playing her game, which I’m now going to call “the not worthy game”, as in, you can’t have that good item because you don’t deserve it, because you don’t have XX amount of money and you’re not married to some rich farmer. (She makes my life hell – she will have some bad karma; I suspect she may have cancer by now – this is actually a real girl, unfortunatly, and not a figment of my imagination. It is a game for her, she finds it fun to torment. So, I’m not sure if that blonde girl is a former NEGS girl, I mean, I guess it stands to reason from what I’ve just said about their mothers, although look at my mother, and I do not share her attitude at all. My grandmother made the comment one day after we got back from a day shopping, that I talk to everyone, there are no discriminations!! (My grandmother too would have been a bit of a snob!) -but I also feel that there are girls who didn’t go to private schools, who feel ‘inferior’ to those girls who did, and so this may be that kind of rebellion (I don’t care what school you went to, although now that I am older, I have noticed a general distinction.) But I actually am quite concerned about that silly blonde girl attitude, and she is not alone, there are a few of them that work incahoots together. It’s beyond mentally unhealthy, the attitude of thinking someone is not worthy because of their income or marital status is so ridiculous and so far, removed from common sense, any girl who would have this idea, would literally fall into the category of sociopath, I don’t think I’m being too severe in recognizing this judgement. Why that girl and those mothers have not evolved into being more practical and accepting of the fact that pretty much everyone is working class these days, the only thing that differentiates people is their expectations and respectfulness towards other people. I unfortunatly have come across many women who fall into this category – little women. I have more to say about this issue infact - This problem is so big and large in society, that by the time women reach old age, and are put into nursing homes, where often sound minds are scarce to be found, yet amongst those women, the elderly biddys still wish to push this kind of class distinction. Money/ no money, it was really rife amongst the ladies, I witnessed while I briefly worked at Alkira nursing home, and a subject of subtle passive innuendos. In fact, it was really the number one issue underneath every conversation and every activity. It is this much of a big deal, and a big problem in my opinion. I say problem easily, because I’ve known many hoity-toity women in my time, in fact way more hoitytoits than low income mops, and I can assure you those hoity-toits have a lot of issues, and a lot of them come from a place of complete trashiness, where stealing theft, lying, and greed is huge and normal. Those issues are not restricted to low income people. As far as I am concerned if you go out of you way to be rude or steal from someone, then you indeed are not worthy. But being not worthy does not mean I would then ‘hound’ the person and steal from them. As such is the case of what certain female dogs do, I witnessed them do this, just cause they ‘think’ I may not like them. Stupid. You know, if someone does not like you – don’t worry about it, you can’t please everyone, the notion of following someone, harassing them or stealing from them just because they do not like you IS COMPLETY RIDUIUCULOUS – I know I certainly don’t give a dam if someone does not like me. Their loss. Oh, the red and black woollen cape above, was part of our school uniform too. This cape did very little in keeping one warm, especially in Armidale NSW where it often snowed in winter. But the school was completely strict and anal about our school uniform, we had about 6 or 7 different uniforms for various situations, and everything had to be just so, including all hems, 8 inches below the knee. They were really expensive too. I remember when I was in year 10, my brother who went to Tas, the boys school in Armidale (which, btw, is now Co-ed), as part of their school uniform they adopted a proper navy woollen coat, and when mum was purchasing one for him, for some reason, (unknown to me still) she decided that she would get one for me too! - I really don’t know how she came about to have this thought process because like I said, they were really anal about school uniform, and mum would’ve been happy to go along with whatever they said, whatever rules they come up with - she’s not the kind of person to rock the boat in this kind of area. So when I turned up at school with my Tas coat on - a complete violation of the school uniform policy, much to my surprise everyone was okay with it, it’s like they all stood back and said oh yeah that’s much better than those silly capes, I was permitted to wear it, and the following season NEGS put out a Navy woollen coat which was very nice, so after my going on about mum‘s old fashion tendencies here, I personally believe it was her that brought about the change in fashion from the cape to the coat!! Photo of cape is from Target – part of their costumes!! 19. Couples using singles they feel inferior to them, to invoke excitement in their marriage. Something has come to my consciousness, well actually it’s something I’ve been aware of for quite some time but it’s getting to the point now where I have to write about it because it is so weird and dysfunctional. What happens is; some, and by some, I mean most, married couples of a certain age, seem to fall into this strange peculiar pattern of doing something devious, so that the other can find them out, and chastise them. Now quite frankly, what couples do is none of my concern, and I don’t care what you get up to at all. However, the part where I mentioned ‘they do something devious’ - or ‘bad’ or ‘naughty’ -which ever word tickles your fancy, is where I come into it. I’m really at the point where I am sick and tired of dealing with people who behave badly and disrespectfully towards me, so that they can be chastised later by their husband and/or wife. I could give you heaps of examples, but I will refrain, plus I have mentioned such instances in other photo stories. This is not just restricted to one or two couples that have crossed my path, this is basically been a thing with every couple that I’ve encountered. I mean maybe it’s just a middle-aged phase that they all go through, but to me, from the outside looking in, it’s just a total moronic retardation dysfunction, and I can’t believe this is acceptable behaviour in adult society. And usually it’s not a one-way street, it’s both parties, take it in turns “you chastise me and then I’ll chastise you” - but this is often a subconscious thing - some of them aren’t even aware that they do it!! So sick. Hence why I’m writing about it. (I have even seen one person take the blame for something he did not do, in order, to get chastised for it, such is the enjoyment he takes in seeing his partner so angry, worked up and domineering) Another and even more sinister thing couples do, is one of them will try to dominate a third party, usually the same sex, and usually involuntary - they will seek a victim whilst the other one is watching, in an attempt to impress their partner with their ‘domination’ skills, and the hopes to turn them on for later that night in the bedroom. Siiiiiick. I often feel like I am surrounded on a planet by really sick people. Just because I’m single doesn’t make me your personal couples therapy victim. Piss off you stupid little twits. Take your dysfunctional moronic behaviour OUT. Stand back have a look at yourself, ask yourself, do you do this? And then make sure it doesn’t happen in the future - for your own mental health evolvement. Stick to something healthy – like gardening. Here is also a good time to mention another bizarre thing I’ve encountered, and that is; couples forming this relationship of one person bossing about another person. And this is the main basis of their relationship. That is what it revolves around. Up here in Queensland it’s usually always the man bossing the woman about. It’s really odd for me to witness this because I know what men are really like, so to see these women being bossed about -- it’s very strange. (My parents weren’t like this at all; each was left to do what they wanted; each had their own interests; mum wouldn’t encroach on dad‘s work/play life and dad did not encroach on mums running of the family household - it was just a symbiosis that totally worked (for the most part). When I see this phenomena of men bossing women about, I think to myself how unhealthy, I mean after all the bimbos and retard women I have encounted in my life (and there has been a lot, like what I have already mentioned on this blog) it’s got to still be totally unhealthy relationship. Those women will deeply resent their husbands, it will only be a matter of time, and as I am pretty sure also, I’ve mentioned before, those women take out their rage against their husband, when they see a younger woman, then they get an opportunity to then ‘boss’ them about. I have experience this on numerous occasions, and I can tell pretty much within five minutes of talking to a woman if she’s happily married or not - they give themselves away really easily. Most often the relationship didn’t start off that way, but over time, the couples develop a pattern of fighting for control and power, and it’s usually the man who relishes ‘the fight’, women don’t have that fight by nature instinct, and thus I suspect, this is why I often see men trying to boss around their wives, because the wife is sick of fighting, and so she’ll just say “yes dear”. But I have witnessed it the other way around, the woman starts off dominating the relationship and does so for many years, but then there’s a change, as women tire (or sometimes come to the realization that they are not as smart as they once thought, and can see their husbands have a clearer understanding on reality, sometimes) and her husband slowly takes over the relationship. But actually I secretly believe most men only want one thing out of marriage, and that’s to wrestle. More so than any other desire, (eventually) and if they can’t have it in their marriage - which often is the case, what woman would put up with a constantly fighting husband? So then the husband will find it elsewhere, and find other victims who he does not have to be respectful towards, because he is not married to them. That’s his mentality, “we are not married, so I do not have to treat this woman with any respect”. I’ve witnessed this numerous times. Gunnedah Council boys. So in essence, a marriage is just a process of one will taking over the other, and I’ve never really thought badly about marriage but when I look at it like this, I just am really glad that I’m not married. You know my mother was a marriage counsellor, and I used to eavesdrop on the sessions she had when the church was unavailable, she would have them at our place, I was only quite young, but I did find it fascinating. 1st image shows my garden at Rangari; 20. Is your garden too good for society? My garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia was shaping up to be amazing, and it would’ve been amazing, if I had had another 10 years. It would’ve been a ‘notable’ garden, people would literally want to drive out and see it. And this was the main reason, I feel, I was cast out of it, and Gunnedah, because this would’ve been this big society thing, and someone like me (unmarried, childless and no full-time employment) was considered ‘not worthy’ of having a notable garden, or being credited for something notable. (Even though I did ALL of it myself “no bragging allowed” weird societal dog rules) I find this attitude is perpetuated by bimbo women who are married to rich husbands, aswell as famous celebrity types who have inferior gardens (like Judy Dench, Olivia Newton-John or Tom Cruise, especially when it comes to food gardens.) And you know what, if I was living out there, and had not done any gardening, so the place just looked bare, I would put money on the fact that I would have been able to remain there. Seriously. “oh, if only I was a pathetic drunk loser that just sat around and did nothing, like everybody else out there.” Really and truly, if you listen to what society dictates, you would end up doing nothing, accomplishing nothing, and not living or evolving in any way! I find in life, one has to ‘shove society back up its arse.’ The ‘not worthy’ torment by girls in Gunnedah has been the biggest theme in Gunnedah, the whole time I was there, Gunnedah is made up of some stupid unevolved little girls. However, it is not ‘across the board’ attitude, there are a few people with common sense out there, - just those ones don’t seem to have a lot of power in society. I find jealousy in gardening is extreme. It is more of a problem in the gardening world, than of the fashion world, and that is truly saying something. I mean if you have the best garden on the block, you will be without doubt, the most resented person on the block. And if you have the energy to put a water feature in your garden, like a pond, OMG this is considered very lavish, and you will be hated beyond comprehension. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so I am hitting the nail on the head with this story. (I recall when I was talking to the manager of the Alkira Nursing home one day, about the lovely water fountain they have out the front – often it is switched off, I asked him why, and straight away he said – “its political!” As in, we could run it, no problems, but too many people think we are wasting water, so we can’t – out of jealousy, as a lot of ‘out of towners’ have no water, especially when the dams run dry in summer, and they have no bore for some reason. Now, I’m not sure if this is a worldwide phenomenon, or it’s just an Australian lazy thing - “I can’t be bothered to get off the couch” and plus ‘there’s not enough water’ thing. (There are plenty of people that have plenty of water in Australia, but on the other hand there are other people who don’t have any water, and this has caused a big riffraff in my opinion, with the people who don’t have water, pouncing on people who do - it’s out of pure jealousy. Btw, I’m not overly familiar with my Bible Scriptures, but someone told me that jealousy is a sin - so stop being so bloody sinful, and start gardening! Put in some big 70,000L cement tanks! Come on! Get with it - it’s not going to suddenly start raining frequently. If you want to garden, you got to make plans for it, don’t just wait for the government to fix it – the government is not going to fix the water problem. BTW, I have observed a thing with some couples who want to have a nice garden, but don’t want to feel like they’re doing all the work, while their partner sits on the couch, so because of that attitude, no garden gets done! Of course, I’ve seen other couples boasting about how the lady of the house designs the garden, and does odd little things, whilst happily instigating to her husband about any of the heavier lifting/ wheelbarrow pushing/rock formation etc etc jobs that need to be done. And of course, he happily and lovingly accepts these little jobs to make his garden look fantastic! (The way it ought to be of course!!) See my orange trees above, those are the ones specially chosen by me, to be ripe at different times, so I can harvest for 6mnths of the year – BRILLIANT (and I did, the last 2 or 3 years I was there). Special thanks to Robert and Amanda White down the road, who gave me their hay remains for mulch – I was expected to give them some oranges over the coming seasons, but as I was Cast out, I cannot. Although no help available from them; locals who knew everyone in the area, re a new farmhouse rental. Although, that may be probably, from the Whites, having so many kids - the Whites are big breeders, 4 brothers, each married with 4 kids, who now would each have kids in turn – NO WONDER THERE WAS NO WHERE TO LIVE IN GUNNEDAH – btw, this was the ‘norm’ amongst people in Gunnedah, to have these ridiculously large families. I mean how non-thinking were those bimbo mothers? Not sure if it is still that way, but TOO LATE. (My mum wanted 5 kids, settled on 4 – ridiculous.) 21. Screaming Always Works So titled because I have found this to be true, whenever I have been in difficulties or in trouble of some form – which invariably happens in life - if I scream, it fixes the problem. I can give you quite a lot of examples; Once I was horse-riding, and I had big long lunging rein, doing some circle work with Batman, and he was getting a bit annoyed because he was an older horse, he didn’t need circle work as far as he was concerned, and indeed, he didn’t need the circle work, I was just practising my horse techniques (young women, so silly sometimes). The lunging rein was a super long one, for some reason I bought the 20 meter long one. At one point I looked down, and the rein was all tangled around my leg, and this was right at the point where Batman threw a little hissy fit, and was about to storm off, and in fact he had started his ‘flight’ response, so I could immediately see what was about to happen; I was about to be dragged across the whole paddock by my leg that was tangled up in this 20 meter long rein, DISASTER, and I thought what am I going do to get out of this; you can’t really stop a horse in his ‘flight’ response, and so the only thing that came to me was SCREAM, so I did, as loud as I could, I was watching Batman, and it totally worked, he stopped completely and looked at me in shock “what was that”, once he saw that I was still standing there holding the rein, he kind of got ready to take off again, angry walking trot, and so I immediately dropped to the ground, and I knew I had about 5 seconds to untangle the rein and free my foot, I did it as fast as I could, - it was just like in a movie, and just as he was taking off, I got the last bit untangled, and it slithered out of my hands and along the grass and up the whole paddock, 1 second away from total disaster! Thank God for my scream! I remember as kids when we were playing, if there was any situation where the boys were being too rowdy, or I was losing in someway, can’t really remember specific details of child’s play, but I remembered, if I screamed they stopped whatever they were doing immediately, it got to the point where, are all I had to say was “if you do it, I’ll scream” and they would give up straight away! “oh ok, you win” in that subservient tone! ha ha ha ha ha ha There was another time with my cat, he was missing, he had run away due to a dog attack from the bad next-door neighbours, and he was blind, so it had been two weeks, and I figured he was probably lost, he probably wanted to come home, as he would’ve got over the fear by that point, but perhaps he couldn’t find the way, so I went outside and screamed, and he turned up later that day! Although I didn’t scream too loudly, as actually, I have got an almighty scream, you wouldn’t believe it, I could probably set a record! And one time at school, I screamed, it was year seven, after my arm broke, and it was so loud that it woke the dead literally! That expression is really true, later on that night when I was in so much pain, I saw a ghost! No joke. The ghost was a little girl, she was brushing her hair. Like a white shadow. I experienced fear that night. And often I see movies where the girl is in trouble - if only she had of screamed! she would’ve been saved! I highly recommend learning how to scream. I want to point out, as a young child I never screamed, or threw tantrums, or barely even cried, my mother said I was a perfect little angel who never cried. And this makes sense to me, I was always very accepting of the situation when I was young, I never questioned anyone or anything, which actually I think is a little unhealthy, because people tend to take advantage of you when you’re young, and you have to learn how to question authority, but it wasn’t necessary I guess with my parents. And, happy mum, happy baby. I do believe when I was a temp nanny I learned that there comes a point in a late toddlers time when he/she clearly needs to learn the word no, so you do have to say no to them about something, and so let the child scream, so he/she learns from an early age he/she can’t always have what he/she wants. I believe if parents don’t do this you get total spoiled little brats on your hands such as the ones I have witnessed and who steal from me; it’s because their parents never set that boundary when they were a toddler. Often, the so called ‘spoilt’ ones, are people from poorer families. Total challenge of the perceived spoilt brat here. This was the house my parents purchased briefly, before they moved to Gunnedah. Before, they were both from Sydney, but they both wanted to move to the country, to raise their kids in the clean fresh air of the country, and this is where they ended, Limbri, near Tamworth. I have fond memories of swimming around that log, the one you can see poking up in the river. 22. 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Observation of the reason for the bane of my life: In my 47 years of experience, I’ve come to the opinion that a lot of parents cannot discipline their kids at all, they’re clueless about how to raise a child, most of them would like to be ‘friends’ with their kids instead of reprimanding them when they misbehave, so those kids grow up to be adults who continue to be misbehave and think it’s really cute and funny still, just because they never learnt as a child what’s wrong / right / acceptable / not acceptable. And there is an element of mothers out there who encourage this naughty behaviour especially in their sons, because they are subconsciously attracted to the ‘bad boy’ type - it’s actually, really sick. And don’t get me started on the problems of single mothers. Then there’s the opposite of that problem, with over controlling, over bearing, overyelling mothers, who encourage their kids to be stupid, by not allowing them to think and act for themselves, they dare not for fear of being reprimanded, those kids turn out to be ‘dog’ personalities – unbearable people. You know, a little bit of free reign goes a long way - actually, it is the easiest way of how to get what you want and manipulate someone anyway, because you earn their trust pretty quickly, most parents really should think about this, instead of bumbling along; you actually have to put work into a kid, you can’t just feed, clothe and make sure, they get off to school, there is way more to parenting, stuff that requires clever and creative thinking. One teacher I know had a parent who used physical violence to teach, in the hopes that the shock of a blow to the head/cane to the hand, will cause the person to remember and wake up. I know you’re aghast now, however, this person, who obviously now has a greater understanding about physical abuse, and what is acceptable/not acceptable, decided to still employ the ‘shock’ tactic to wake a child (I’m not talking about literally waking them up from sleep here, if you think I’m talking about that and there’s no hope for you and you shouldn’t have kids) So, what he did was, went outside grabbed a branch of gum leaves brought them back inside. He started talking to the kids, teaching in his normal manner and then he referred to the gum branch on his desk, started telling the kids about the beauty of Australian native plants, he picks it up showing them the colour and the shape of the leaves, and as he was talking, all of a sudden, he quickly put it up above his head, and then slammed it down onto his desk as hard as he could. Then gently said “just wanted to wake you up kids!” Then he started his lesson, so at that moment, all those kids were fully wide-awake, excited and paying attention. And see, no one was harmed in the whole process - clever and creative thinking. (you could also occasionally call them “clever little sausages”, that would get them thinking!). I’m the kind of person that gives free reign to people, so artists love me! But I found it quite extraordinary, when I was a temp nanny, at one point in my earlier life; some kids, when they encounter someone like me, someone who gives them ‘free reign’, they just absolutely go berserk, their dysfunction is so apparent, well I should say, their parent’s dysfunction, in the way they raise their child, on such a short leash. I saw kids ‘act out’ and rebel, they get up to all sorts of naughty things, and “quick before their parents come home! “it’s really obvious that keeping a child (or an adult) on a short leash is dysfunctional, it’s not right, and parents who do, encourage stupidity and crime, not to mention create dogs who do the exact opposite of what you want, as an act of rebellion, like when I go to the loo, I think, “don’t disturb me, I am going to the loo”, so these stupid people, women, always, try and break the cubicle door down to get in (serious, has happened repeatedly). And rebellion leading to jumping on the first band wagon that comes along, and in Australia, that is petty theft and stalking) In fact I’d like to talk more about this ‘free reign’ some more. When it comes to adults, I haven’t actually met anyone who, if you give enough rope, they won’t hang themselves, as in, if you don’t stand up for yourself and fight for yourself, (become slightly nazi), and reign them in, they will treat you disrespectfully, they will steal from you, they will bully you. This comes back to having been on a short tight leash and, suddenly not being on a leash - they are unable to think responsibly for themselves. I really have had it up to here with adults who haven’t grown up and learnt how to be mature. Some guy told me, that if he hears somebody tell him that he can’t do it, then he immediately will do it. No matter how stupid it is, or how dangerous it is. He’ll just do it. That’s his nature he said. He said he knows heaps of other people who do it to. I just want to say to that guy – you are a moron, raised by moron parents. And normally I do not attack people just for being morons. I only write about them if they steal from me, or are absolutely disrespectful, and are harassing me - but I suspect possibly maybe he was insinuating that because my blog’s main theme is ‘do not steal from me’, he was implying, they even more so will now. Well, I know copycatting is a big thing, especially amongst morons, but overall I have noticed a reduction in the thefts since I started my blog – most thieves are cowards, and cowards do not want to be named and shamed – that would be their worst nightmare. Btw, that guy was English, so this moronic nature is not just an Australian thing, it’s also shared by the English! But, also there comes a time in an adults life when they choose if they still act rebellious, regardless of how bad their parents screwed up – a man in his 40’s still behaving like a rebel is just plain pathetic. This is why other people, mostly mother’s dysfunction, is my bane, why I have to take these stupid dog women personalities to battle on a regular basis. Do you know, it’s not up to me to reign you in - it’s up to you to take responsibility for your own thoughts, words and actions. I am not your mother or your father. So that’s why they need to put values, ethics and communication in the classroom, in Schools, Universities / Colleges. Throw religion out, and bring in ethics. I really recommend not having kids at all, I have not met one single mother who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married, - I think secretly jealous of that too) Honestly a young woman bumbles through life not actually thinking about what will make them happy, they just do as what is expected, and follow the crowd, I have met heaps of woman that would be far happier not having kids, particularly the creative types, control freaks, and especially anyone on low income. Do yourself a favour. 23. Cruel Australian Farmers and their gung-ho kids Often in my life I have seen stock kept in a bare ‘treeless’ paddocks/yards on 50°C+ summer days without any shade or at least shade trees. Talk about stress. (Also come market day, often stock are left for days in open pens in the stinking heat). I have seen farmers often using painful electric zappers to prod stock when they’re sorting them out in the yards - just totally unnecessary, it doesn’t take much to be able to drive/herd a cow in the direction you want. Only a truly hopeless non thinking bogan would have to use an electric prong. Don’t get me started on the cruelty that goes on with the pig shooters - injuring and wounding animals so they are left screaming ALL night long. It’s disgusting. And mainly its farmers kids that take their dad’s licenced gun out shooting with their friends. A lot of farmers let their kids do as they please on the farm, and they have no idea what they get up. Farming boys in particular have no empathy or respect for animals, they’re very cruel, actually girls too. (NEGS girls) this phenomenon should be recognised and dealt with in schools since parents are so hopeless. Come on TAKE RESPONSBILITY FOR AUSTRALIAN BOGAN BEHAVIOUR, don’t just sweep it under the carpet. The teenages I knew when I was 18 were my brother and his friends (16yrs olds) they were rogues, they used to walk along the streets at night and find cars that didn’t have locking petrol caps, and siphoned the petrol out so that they could take it onto one of their farms and go bike riding. Someone told me, a boy once poured petrol on a cow, then set it alight – I bet it was Heath Barwick. Bimbo mother. Also, one day my neighbour discovered a dead cow near the roadside on her farm - it had been shot, she noted that they had been shooters out there the evening before. She reckons that they didn’t find anything to shoot (they would’ve been looking for roos) and so they just shot her cow from their car. Evil country Bogan delinquent behaviour, that gets swept under the carpet. 24. What kind of Jerk keeps a Birdie on a Chain (image shows a Galah on a stand, attached by a chain around its ankle Don’t get me started on birdcages too, only a sadistic little bird bitch would keep a bird in a cage! Really and truly I can’t believe how stupid some people are; birds have wings, they’re meant to fly, APPLY COMMON SENSE! They’re not meant to be locked up in a small cage, non-thinking idiots. 25. Being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the “worthless” category I know about these fighting fish, I had one at one point. He would just hang out by the filter at the top of this huge aquarium, sometimes venturing out. In retrospect it was too big for him, he would not have felt comfortable, and thus safe. I see them on youtube now, very happy in smallish tanks, like 30cm high with 25cm of water, full of plants and logs; happy as Larry, and they venture around the tank, quite active. So, this see-through transparent small vase type situation shown above with only water, is not really ideal. How would you like it. There seems to be some major animal cruelty going on in Australia, particularly amongst kids, I’ve seen some awful things, but first, I want to talk about little things that they do, like if they come across something icky like a spider or a snake, they go on the attack, and kill the poor little innocent creature, when really all they have to do is let the merry little creature be on it’s merry little way. So, shame on all the adults and teachers who don’t explain this to children. It is their planet too. They have just as much of a right to be here as we do. The same right as we have to be here, so do they. They are thinking, feeling and social creatures, just like us. Some are reflective, some are at the top of their game – just like humans. Also, if there is a snake and you want it gone, all you have to do is jump up and land on the ground hard – the snake feels those hard shocking vibrations (they are deaf) and will immediately want out of the situation, will leave and take cover. No need to try to kill it; and watch that glorious creature as it slithers in its sultry way off. Animals are meant to be here, this is their planet – and they are the underdog, I personally believe anyone acting cruel to animals will later have to pay for it, nature will seek revenge. So be respectful to animals. (Read my Leech story). Living in the country surrounded by animals, I have witnessed a few terrible things, from farmers not knowing how to handle cattle properly; using stress and painful electric prods. To their kids being allowed to take their dad‘s gun and going pig hunting, and injuring the pig only, not killing it, so it was left screaming for hrs and hrs all night - it was the most horrible thing I’ve ever heard, I don’t know about that pig but I know I will never forgive those boys responsible for doing it, shame on those ignorant country delinquents. I often talk about how I am frequently followed and harassed by people, this might have something to do with our neighbours at 18 Henry Street, Gunnedah, dad knew who they were, I have no idea who they were, except I met a relative of theirs in the horticulture course, nice girl. I never saw them really, sometimes I heard them but only usually when they were outside eavesdropping on our noisy family, the dad was a Miner, he was big and had big boofy hair, he was divorced, and if I recall he had some little brats, one of them stuck his hand out the window and lost his arm with a passing car, and another one I heard when I was in the garage one day, he was behaving a little oddly, so it could be him? No idea who, but it sounded like a child back then, I remember now, he was barking and making yelping cruel noises, NO, he had a little puppy, that’s right, they had a thing for dogs, and he was being really nasty, teasing and hurting the dog, the dog was making yelping noises it was quite disgusting, I felt sick, I had to leave, that was 35 years ago or more, sicko -no wonder they follow me around; might be nice and refreshing to be around someone who is not a sicko, and who’s healthy. BUGGER OFF - You are way beneath me (never thought I’d say that to anyone) but it’s plain as day - being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the worthless category. (akin to stealing). This is the kind of issue that those so-called mental health workers can sink their teeth into, instead of pissing about trying to call people crazy. They need to get into schools and deal with these kinds of issues. Those kids (not just 1 or 2) only learn this cruelty from their parents and teachers / older siblings. The only way it will be stopped, is if you get into the schools and deal with it, they need to be taught to recognize cruelty/power games, it’s no good trying to get through to their parents, their parents have big egos, they’re not going to listen to anyone. (And, snakes aren’t pets, you morons). Also I don’t recommend leaving children around animals, unattended (no matter what age) - some of them have very warped ideas of what they can do to an animal, kids still haven’t learnt a lot of things about life, particularly how to be gentle and caring, which is what is required when you’re dealing with animals. I would never leave a child under the age of 18 alone with an animal, unless they have specifically been taught about that animal and how to handle it and how to care for it, any animal. And it is something that needs to be taught, it’s not an instinct for a lot of people. Why they market pet animals to kids, is odd. So the same people who follow me around and sabotage me – these are the types of people who would also be cruel to animals – it’s the same thing, stemming from the same problem. If they have kids, it would be passed on to them too – this cruelty. 26. Stuff I should have Known I watched this fantastic enlightening program this week. They had done a real documentary, but they put it in a movie form, so it was entertaining, infotainment!. It was an interesting story about the rise of the women’s movement in the 60s and 70s. And also interestingly enough, the rise of the anti-feminist movement. It was actually the ‘smarts’ of one woman, who opposed the feminist movement, in order to help swing the Republicans, and Ronald Reagan, into power. This popular and manipulative women managed to get 40,000 other women to oppose: women in the workplace, equal rights, equal pay and abortion! The power of pretty and popularity! And also intern, favour a strong patriarch, which involves obeying and asking husband for permission to do anything, and includes putting up with beatings, and or rape. It was extraordinary watching, I tell you. A tactic they used to gain housewives and women to join the anti-feminist movement was scaring those women into thinking they may be forced to give up their family life and have to find a job, or be drafted into the army - which of course no one was trying to do anyway. Lying fear mongering tactics that pollies STILL use today – (they will be getting cancer, due to a lack of morals). But, as soon as Regan got into power (he won) he denounced the leader of the anti-feminist group, in favour for a feminist! Quite ironic, because the woman leading the anti-feminist group didn’t really care about the platform she was on anyway, she just used it to get the Republicans to win, (she and her husband were obviously Republicans, and wanted them to win) So, 50–50 she could’ve jumped on the either bandwagon for the women’s movement or against, and who knows where the feminist movement would be right now if it were the other. While the women’s movement were campaigning for these kinds of equal opportunities, it wasn’t until 30 years later in 1990, that women could join the army - it’s like basically the women’s feminist movement was single-handedly halted, due to one woman, who didn’t really even care about the platform anyway. The movie did also touch on the fact that women who get listened to, by other women, are women of stature and beauty, it’s like she who is the most eloquent and pretty, wins. I’m afraid times haven’t changed at all in that respect. I strongly suspect, this is why she thought nothing wrong with being opposed to the women’s movement, because she herself could do anything she wished, people listened to her, she was married to wealthy husband, she was tall and pretty, and was smart, she could read the situation. It is not like that, for a lot of other women, especially when they are older. I felt watching her, she didn’t realise what it is like for a lot of other women, particularly ones that aren’t married to wealthy husbands, and not the best lookers. Having said that, with my experience in the workplace, well I think you all know where I stand, and my feelings about women if you read my blog. But I will describe one incident which further shows you what I’m talking about. When I first started employment, it was a room full of women, also with a female boss. It was definitely a bitchy experience. Bitchiness from colleagues, as well as from the boss, with pack like mentalities working to manipulate, bully and cast out. I only lasted 2 yrs there because of it. Several years later I worked elsewhere with a room full of women, however the manager at that place was male. I can assure you it makes a HUGE difference when there’s a man around. Women tend to behave, and don’t act all bitchy, well as much, they still got up to female antics if the boss was not looking. (But from my perspective, the difference is EXTRAORDINARY, I also found this outside of the workplace, whenever there was a man around, my friends would behave completely differently, they tended to be all sweet and nice. I always thought those men that get drawn in by those sweet women, when they get married, they would soon discover what they’re wives are really like! There’s not many women I have encountered, that I would actually describe as “Sweet” more like the opposite of that (well, except for me!) As some very famous musician said “they are absolute piranhas”). I need to mention, all the women in my first employment were, or were, trying to be ‘ladies from the “higher echelons of society”!! so they had motivation to behave. Whereas my second employment, I felt there certainly was no sort of motivation like that, most of them were on minimum wage, no airs or graces! And so, the difference between those women, was obvious and significant - the willingness to fight, argue, and be totally bitchy, was normal and big - they most definitely had to have a man there to keep them all in line. If there wasn’t a man there, it would’ve been absolute hell for me in my brief time there. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace and start my own business. I feel people who are righteous and have morals, tend not to make it in the workplace, and they don’t tell you at school, when they are supposedly meant to be preparing you for life as an adult; that you need to check your values at the door, as soon as you enter to the workplace. I noted this many years ago, and I think about it over the years, (still unwilling to compromise mine), and in the meantime, someone has taken it upon themselves to makes sure they put unemployed people across my path – just so I could see, there are far worse bimbo evil entities, not working! I would like to add to the above “no airs or graces! “ Actually, this is a definite thing amongst a large sector of women in Gunnedah. They were raised specifically to shun new fashion trends, or wanting to have nice things in life, a nice house, designer brands, these women specifically had this attitude because they didn’t have these things in the first place, or their mothers did not, and it was a way to make themselves feel better about it – a “righteous” attitude to so speak. I remember turning up to a fellow 9yr old’s birthday party in a brand-new pretty pink dress, and oh my gosh, was I chastised by all the mothers, big time. Not just the mother of the girl whose birthday it was, but all the mothers had a go at me, because of my new pretty dress. I had told her daughter, the birthday girl, the day before that I had a new dress for the party and I could not wait for the party, and I believe she told her mother, who then told her daughter that she was to wear school uniforms, as it was an after school party, and to tell all her friends to wear school uniform only - all because she didn’t want to have to buy a new party dress for her daughter. I tell you what, some people just don’t know how to live, and if you can’t wear a pretty dress at a girls birthday party, when can you wear one? stupid women, stupid mother‘s in Gunnedah. (I think I need to add, the birthday girl lived in a more ‘fancy’ part of town. Not poor. I mean maybe if she lived in a slum, possibly in India (back in the day), I would expect school uniforms normal for a little girls birthday party…..). Do you see how, a child’s mother, or father/carer… has to accompany a child at all times…. to keep the dogs at bay. They are everywhere. Or at any rate; prepare your child for DOGS. I wanted to put a photo of my silver bow here at the front as a reminder to little short blonde bimbo who steals from me, this is mine you jealous little fool 27. Sunrooms full of ferns When I was about 5yrs old, living at Limbri, my parents put on a house addition, off the existing living room. It was a big sunroom addition, huge, with a cork floor (it was the 70s). Mum filled it with ferns. I used to roller skate around the room, I loved it, I loved that room! (And what a cool mum I had, ok with me roller-skating in her new room!). Unfortunately, I can’t have a cork floor as a renter, but I do have a Veranda that I have filled with ferns, my love of ferns most definitely stems from mum’s room and roller skating around it. Such happy memories. But alas, yet another landlord who has just given me notice to leave. As I’m getting more experienced now with bloody landlords, unlike any plants I’ve planted in the garden, at least I can take all my potted ferns with me. J Let’s all hope and pray, that I can find a place that has a suitable spot for all my ferns. I’m thinking a place by the beach north of Bundy sounds perfect!! Just putting it out there. I wrote about this story before, and it’s completely missing, completely gone out of all my folders outlook and backups. FERNS ROLLERSKATING CORK FLOORS II then also had here, screenshots of 3 emails from my landlord, they were emails showing our conversation; how the situation went from, not very nice landlord, to revolting landlord. As she (Cate Rogers, possibly Miss Wainberg from South Australia, then Gunnedah, then QLD?). Cate was coming around to my place to do work on the house, frequently, actually, she was a total nuisance, leaving a mess, telling me wrong days and times, demanding I help her, and move my furniture to accommodate her wishes and whims of what she wanted to do around the place. She was and is completely disrespectful. The next thing she wanted to do was paint the house. I got back to her and said I do not wish for her to paint the house, because it would involve me moving my furniture and ferns, - a huge job, I was not up for it (sore arms), and this was something she would expect me to do by myself. Plus, I know, she would not have cleaned up herself either, and left a huge mess - she’s a very selfish person. Plus, I felt it didn’t need to be done, it was only 6yrs old. And then she emailed me back, asking me to leave, with bullshit accusations of tenancy breach, (there were still eight months on the lease). STUPID. She later got back to me and said she has a buyer for the house (AS IF). Do you see the kind of bullshit I have to put up with as a renter; fuck landlords, they are so greedy and dishonest – ALL OF THEM. {a little birdy told me it was Helen Elder next door, who found out my rent price (medalling manipulative bitch), and got back to Cate and said, ‘you should be charging more rent’, and so then Cate has got all ‘bimbodog psyched ’ up about it, and decide to kick me out as she could not put the rent up for another 8mnths. Anyway, then on my blog before, I had, initially, just a photo of my ferns, without the images of the emails, to say - I want to show the difference of what my blog would be like, if I didn’t have the problems of not owning my own home; Nice picture of ferns, vs, picture accompanied by many many swearing negative arshole situations that I am in. And I believe all the theft‘s and harassment also exist, because I am not a home owner. I mean I can’t say for certain, but I’m fairly sure at Rangari, if that had been my land, my farm. I wouldn’t have had people coming on it, and stealing from me. (?) Ofcourse when I wrote this, I failed to see how that incident when I was 18, and refused Austudy, by stupid cunts at Centrelink, would affect my social standing in Sydney “she’s so rich she cannot get Austudy”. As if. This is main reason, I believe, why I have not yet got sick – teach those stupid cunts a lesson. And this is why I state on my blog; I insist that parents, if they can’t afford to buy their kids a home when they turn 18, then don’t have kids, because it’s actually not worth it - it’s the difference between living life to its fullest with joy and passion, and enjoying all what planet earth has to offer, or having a fucked life, consisting of being victimized continuously in the form of harassment, stealing and being forced to constantly move on. 28. Notice to leave, 2nd image above This notice to leave photo was stolen off this website - I had to re add it - There seems to be some computer nerd idiot who is removing my life story photos on a daily basis - I have to constantly re upload many photo stories. Also, by the way, I have a majorly collapsed arch, sometimes known as plantar fasciitis. It happened in 2017, it was not diagnosed until late 2019, and as a result, I was making it continuously worse that whole time, walking on the offending boot that had a slight hole in it, and as a result, majorly damaging my foot. I am still unable to walk on it today five years later. I put in for disability pension, I was rejected, whether I did not provide the right documents is still in question, I have resubmitted. But my landlord (similar age to me) receives a pension, and she doesn’t have anything wrong with her at all. But she has a 13-year-old son, and so they gave it to her for that reason, technically they’re not allowed to do that, and I wouldn’t really care, except the fact that they rejected me and I can’t walk. It seems you have to be blonde and pretty to get a pension in this country. BTW, she went through with Qcat, and the judge told her very politely – BUGGER OFF YOU NUISANCE LANDLORD. So, I get to stay till lease ends with bitch landlord, how lucky I am…. My landlord still refuses to fix the bathroom. I have a video of the Qcat hearing, I have not put it here, as it was over in 30 seconds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarm bells, the first one being that the judge was female, and looked like my landlord – same hair, same height, same weight, same complexion, same age too. Plus, it’s unusual, still, in today’s Australian climate for a female judge - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. Also, it was 6th Jan. I do not believe court was back in session so soon after New Year? Also, I’m fairly certain, 99% certain, I saw that woman who said she was the judge (judge McGarvey, so I was advised) working at the Courier depot in Bundaberg who took my large parcel and overcharged me by $30, in affect stealing from me by $30. I saw her elsewhere too in Bundaberg. Following me? Possible old NEGS girl? Also, my landlord didn’t stand a chance of winning. Her reasons were bogus, she had no chance of winning at all. And lastly, I suspect the girls who work at Bundaberg court, had something to do with it - they were ‘egging’ my landlord into opening a Qcat dispute to waste my time, and make money for them; as they get paid, even if the case is thrown out, such as this one. So, I had to take all that time to prepare anyway, in case it was not thrown out. DOGS, I will not forgive you, so you better start praying. Btw, no wonder the court system is still male dominated, with this kind of shenanigans. So dodgy, so dishonest. That’s what makes the whole of the female species look pathetic. Blonde’s will be blondes. You know, this is a common thing about rich cocky women, like that of one who works in a courthouse, or a landlord….; is that they love feeling superior, they like to think that the person standing next to them has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and thus they feel they can treat them disrespectfully. I kid you not, this is the thought process that goes through their stupid heads. Newsflash, this is how stupid women think. Anyone with a brain, would not only be academically intelligent, but they would be ‘emotionally’ and ‘intuitive’ intelligent, and thus have compassion and empathy, and not fall prey to such unsophisticated attitude. I do speak to a lot of smart people, and this is how they think – it has naught to do with money. I should mention part of my landlords bogus claims to try and end my lease was this Blog, she wanted the court to force me to delete it (take it down), she tried to somehow relate it to my lease, which ofcourse she does not get a say in my Blog. (Do you see her big ego, her arrogance? - I sure as hell do.) Especially as the main reason she wanted it down was because she was EXPOSED in all her thieving blonde bimbo glory, as was the whole Kookaburra park here, and the people in it who steal from me. EXPOSE! – READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE REAL NEWS! Least the judge told her where to go. 29. DOGS – the Government big secret in Australia I am trying to think back to when I was 18 and visited that Centrelink to apply for Austudy, (and was refused due to counter girl being a cunt dog). I have decided, I must have spoken to a ‘dog’ who was pretending to work there, and not actually proper staff. I say this because, I known, in MANY other situations over the years, say, for example, a shop owner, puts a ‘dog’ in to talk to me, and usually, eventually after not getting anywhere with stupid ‘dog’, the owner steps in. Only back when I was 18, how the hell was I to know about ‘dogs’, how was I meant to know that Centrelink put ‘dogs’ at their counter? How was I to know they did this incredible STUPID thing? There was no mention of this in my family, there was no mention of this factor at school. What the hell! Are you living in UNREAL world parents and teachers?? I remember now, there were dogs at Melbourne Centrelink, and Coffs harbour Centrelink too. Must be a big hang out spot for dogs. So, it seems back then too when I was 18, there was some strange woman (who probably does not work for Centrelink) who was following me around? with, it seems the whole point being to sabotage me. Or maybe she just hung out a Centrelink office, to try to send Aus study recipients away empty handed (liberals were in power back then, I remember – is this tactic to save money, by stealing from entitled young 18 yr olds?? Dam liberals, labour would never do such a thing. So, Centrelink staff allows ‘dogs’ to go behind the counter and serve me, when they don’t actually work for Centrelink, and have NO IDEA about anything as they are stupid ‘dogs’. This country is FUCKED for doing this. Aiding and abetting stupid dogs. I mean, am I meant to ask the girl behind the counter at every shop/place, I go to “Are you a stupid dog, or do you actually work here?” It comes down to the fact that the people who work at Centrelink are cunts for allowing ‘dogs’ to deal with customers, and not proper staff. I hope you get cancer, die, and burn in hell you stupid staff and dogs. You know this blog is living proof about how stupid the dogs are. Proof they get things wrong and mess up ALL THE TIME. Proof about how hopping mad this country is. Proof that people ought not to be talking to futile dogs, there is no place for them in the work place. People need to be talking to me to obtain all the proper facts. No wonder I have so many stories that go missing, and get deleted; what’s the matter? - don’t you want anybody to know about the ‘infuriating dogs’? Or about how WRONG the dogs are, all the time. {at least ¾ of them belong in jail}. 30. Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Female Hero problems in Australia I recall saying in my “Things I wish was told when I was 18” photo story, (p1 on https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog ), about how when you’re 18 or so, sometimes tragic situations seem so bad, but later when you’re older looking back, you can see how it wasn’t really that bad compared to how bad things can be. So, I just want to add further to that, maybe a young adult may think, well if my problems aren’t that bad, yet I’m feeling so bad right now, perhaps I should just kill myself, because it’ll just get worse; I would like to say; well, no, feeling bad is a phase EVERYONE goes through, you eventually learn how to deal with your emotions, how to deal with deep emotions, and how to handle life. So, wait it out and hang on in there. BUT the reason I mention this, is because they have advised me; young people apparently commit suicide, and that’s part of the reason, so they tell me, why they don’t tell kids at school, what life is really like, because it would be too scary, and they might kill themselves! (Some people are totally warped). And I say apparently, because I’ve never known anyone to commit suicide, and I’ve never known anyone who has known anyone who committed suicide. AND, I do know how people like to jump on a bandwagon, and a personal mission to save all the so-called destitute young people who want to commit suicide. There seems to be a major hero complex going on (particularly amongst women). Actually, I’d go one step further, and say this is way more of a mental health problem, than the problem of people committing suicide - in my experience. In fact, A HUGE PROBLEM. I know other people can see it too, and so they themselves go on personal missions to be ‘antiheroes’, especially towards anyone who may have had help from someone who they perceive as a helpful hero type person (I am not going to give any examples, or name anyone – but I could, heaps) – btw, those antihero people are completely stupid. Now, I personally feel like it’s normal for a rational young person to have thoughts of “my life has no meaning, what’s the point, maybe I should kill myself” - this is a normal process for a young person to go through, their life probably doesn’t have any meaning at that point, their career hasn’t begun, they may not have met anyone to love or lost their school friends, they may not have developed any passions or interests yet, and most likely, they have everyone trying to control them and tell them what to do, when, they can now see or definatly feel, the inbalance of power that is going on. When I was at school, I recall this issue of powerplay wasn’t even a topic of concern at all, it’s like everybody has to shut up and do what the teacher says or else they get in trouble. A young person really didn’t have much power at all. So, aside from maybe committing suicide, this powerplay is probably a fundamental reason of why young people take to drugs {it’s not because their lives are shitty, or their just young and stupid}, they have to somehow deal with over controlling behaviour that has been going on in their life by power tripping people {aggressively so, or passive aggressively so) A lot of parents don’t even know that they’re being overcontrolling (I have termed it Nazi) It’s like they get into a habit when that child is young “go and brush your teeth”, “go and clean your room”, “go and do your homework”, they develop a taste of controlling behaviour, after a few years, they can’t stand back and see the big picture. Same as when a parent smacks a child, they can’t see this behaviour is wrong, they feel it is justified as the child was naughty – but I assure you, if someone else hit their child in the exact same situation, they would then be able to see clearly the injustice of the act. Big picture. In my experience you can’t just say “NO” to a child, you have to take the time to explain why, so they understand that you are not being ‘nazi’. Btw, this is the same way that people can fall into Negative Nancys category, and not realise it. like whenever the child says something the adult will immediately say, well that’s wrong. When really, they have to tackle each conversation not with a “your wrong and I’m right” situation; creativity has to be applied. It’s definitely not a sign of mental illness to have suicidal thoughts if you’re a young person, in my opinion, it’s very pragmatic and logical. But I guess it has been up to parents and teachers to imply along the way, before they reach teen years, that these issues will come, so be prepared – its up to them to equip a child with skills to deal with negative issues. (and of course NOT give false hope – only a bimbo would do that – bimbo men do that a lot too, I have noted. If a young person does commit suicide, you can be assured their parents and teachers HAVE FAILED them in their duty of care, in my opinion. So, that’s why I say, hang on in there, just a phase that practical common-sense people experience (and not necessarily when they are young – I believe if you are in a workplace where you work hard, but get ignored by your boss, or treated like crap by co-workers, and boss, general disrespect, and others taking credit for your work, - this would lead to suicide thoughts, especially if you’re not fully self-assured and confident. In fact this would be a perfectly healthy and normal reaction to that toxic environment – if you did not have any negative thoughts about the situation, then that would be the real worry. Or maybe you can’t see the big picture, and see everybody treating you like crap, so are left despondent, not really sure why. It is only if you have ‘emotionally close’ others in your life, who can point out to you how crap your co-workers are, that you can get about rectifying the situation. So, you can see how it’s important for everyone to have a strong sense of self, inner self assurance, and confidence. And that only comes from a stable loving environment growing up, and also being encouraged to win at something, so one knows that sense of achievement and self-worth. If you’re lacking in self-confidence, like if you’ve had 9 years of school teachers telling you, you are not good enough, not smart enough. Or you were taught not to fight, and be humble, as a lot of kids are, by misguided parents and over controlling teachers, then I strongly recommend not working in a room full of older women. But anyway, back to the female hero problem, I definitely noticed this amongst mental health workers; they all wanted to tell people they were crazy, so then they could save them. Big problem. It’s all Cat and Mouse game - the inadvertent cat and mouse game that all unenlightened humans play. Explaining this to a young person is probably the most helpful thing you could do. When you see a young person rebelling against a parent it usually would be “stop treating me like a mouse”, related. More about that actually - my observations about adulthood and friendships in life particularly, for a woman, is quite different from what they were at school. When at school, women have lots of friends, and everyone hangs out together, there’s a lot of chitchat and laughter. However, after you leave school, over those first formative years, the dynamics change. Sooner or later most women become the enemy - this is what I have noticed, not just with me, but other women too. I mean, I don’t feel like I perceive women as the enemy, as in, I very rarely get threatened by someone, even when they’re trying to threaten me, I just have a low opinion of most women because ¼ of them are still ‘sleeping beauties’, and a whole heap more fall into the ‘stupid bitch’ category. Wanting to try to control another women is “sleeping beauty” “little girl” “lack of respect” related (which I personally believe is related to food, and a lack of nutrients in the womb, those women are brain incapable of grasping how to be respectful, they can’t but help, to try, to control others). My encounters of women, most of them, are fairly bitchy, they are threatened by anyone who has more money than them, has a better job than them, who looks better than them, who dresses better than them, has a nicer jewellery, a better man than them, and most importantly, annoyed by me, when they cannot dominate me; a real problem amongst women who cross my path. As you get older and wiser you see that friendships and relationships, a lot of them are based on the ‘cat and mouse’ game, as in, one person inadvertently ending up dominating and controlling the other, and often people are fooled into thinking that it’s love, and or friendship, when really, they’re only happy because they have somebody else to control. Their relationship with that person is a ‘power trip’, and it’s not about love at all, love doesn’t come into it. It’s all selfish ignorant greed, actually. I have really observed this and noted, that it happens a lot. As an extreme example, imagine if you had a butler, someone at your beck and call, how good would that be, wouldn’t it? Be so fun having that person around. When they leave, what a tragedy, you really liked that Butler, in fact you loved that butler, it’s the same thing, only the “mouse” of the relationship falls into the butler category. And I’m not just talking about a married couple or partners. I’m really talking about a lot of relationships that form through business, boss/employee, landlord/tenant, sports companions, other activities that people do - it’s not restricted to lovers. Everybody wants to be the “cat” in the end, everybody wants to rule the world, famous song, and I often find unless you’re happy to go along being manipulated and controlled, and play the “mouse” then, actually, it is better to limit your relationships. That’s my experience, anyway, I am far happier not having to constantly fend off people, who want to dominate me, it’s tiring – and highly offensive. A bit of a case of who needs enemies with friends like these. I think it would be helpful, if this was made clear to a young person, because there is a lot of stigma about having friends and being popular, especially now with Facebook and the whole “friend me” factor, whereas, really, maybe for a more healthy mental mindset, it may be better if you didn’t have so many friends, particularly the typical female bitchy type, and it’s normal actually, as an adult, especially when you’re even older, not to have too many friends, but just family who are close, or people you deem as your family, or none is perfectly normal and okay as well. But I’ve met plenty of women who have been very helpful, and nice, who I didn’t feel were suffering from a hero complex. So, you know, don’t be afraid to help someone out, don’t be afraid of being accused hero! Like; police and speeding tickets, an area where there is definatly a hero problem “oh, well, we are going to save your life”, that’s why we had to give you a $500 fine for doing 70 in a 60 zone…. I think that’s also why my aunt accused me of being on drugs – Heroin, like she wanted to save me. FULLY SICK (and of course, NOT, on drugs) Possibly not restricted to woman, like I mentioned numerous times on my blog, how I have people who follow me around whenever I go, and sometimes I am harassed by trucks, (I never see who drives these trucks, but I assume they are men (although when I went out to the Coal mine, I noted the 2 huge ginormous tip trucks, going up and down the coal pit all day at 50miles an hour, were female drivers). One day when I was over in Tamworth, I was being followed around by a huge semi-trailer truck, and they followed me all the way home from Tamworth -80km (unbeknownst to me). But about 4km before I reached the farm, I got a flat tyre, (about 7pm, dark) so I was stopped by the side of the road, and this truck, who I am positive, had followed me all the way back from Tamworth, out onto this very quiet country road, he or she, just completely drove past me. Like I was out in the middle of nowhere, it was pitch black, he or she would have easily seen that I had a flat, but just kept driving straight past. (After following me all that way, and wasting all their time) I mean, does it get any more arsehole than that? I don’t think so. Whoever that truck driver is, -I have no idea who it is, and I certainly don’t want to know such a person - that truck driver is an idiot and certainly barking up the wrong tree; “we have nothing in common I can assure you”. But he/she should be totally ashamed of themselves, and that dysfunctional need to play the “antihero”. I am not your psychiatrist truck; I don’t want to have to work out your dysfunctional mental problems. Take responsibility, stop expecting young women to be responsible for your mental health. {Once at the tip I spoke to a semitruck driver briefly who just happened to be there, like 2m away from where I pulled into, and once a semi-truck courier delivered a sofa bed all the way out to me at Rangari, from QLD, - usually couriers drop off at the local depot, but this one brought it all the way out to the farm, we spoke a little bit too, maybe one of them interpreted my brief chit chat as an invitation to stalk me and be an arshole? Maybe it was the same semi-truck driver, I can’t remember. Who knows? Unfortunately, I did later recall, a certain someone‘s dad committed suicide, that guy, said it was financially related. (Talk to your family about budgets.) But that person was from the TV industry. In my opinion, the real reason why anyone would commit suicide, is for one reason, and one reason only, and that’s because the standard of low income housing in Australia is crap. (my current rental atm, is a hotel room – not even a converted hotel to home, A HOTEL ROOM. Actually 2 rooms, and this is very common in touristy QLD and outdated and dilapidated hotel/motels). Don’t worry, I’ll try not to kill myself. I want to further add to that; next door from me, down a little bit, is a woman and her teenage daughter. I believe some of the units are also even smaller than mine, so possibly theirs too? This QLD government ought to be totally ashamed of themselves. What ? are you trying to be the antihero? Plus there are heaps of hotels being rented as units in QLD. They’re not designed to be people‘s homes. There needs to be urgent laws brought into place; either. They make them bigger to accommodate permanent, comfortable living, or they put a cap on the rent to $100 a week for permanent living in hotel/motel accommodation RIGHT NOW. The government is letting greedy landlords get away with extreme profits. It is disgusting. 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Australian Native Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia This is the Garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Front Yard at Kelvin Rangari House in flower, WIP - work in progress Change of Life to Include Gardening (I may have this paragraph elsewhere, but could not find today. Gone...) My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (This was at Rangari) I will begin before Rangari, when I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, west of Gunnedah, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, and The Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah, East, called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets, by seedswapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are TRULY AMAZING; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included free native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because, as a keen young healthy 27yr old, I seem to have spent in eternity chomping at the bit, just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, come onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (actually, there was not even any native seed retailers back then either except in WA, in tourist shops!). So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more with plants, and get more involved in my plants. I experimented with some bulbs, and some English Cottage Garden flowers. Ranunculus bulbs were only 25c back then. I ordered 5 along with my seed order, and I had been creating a compost all year long, so I made up a compost bed under a ornamental pear that was already there, and OMG, you should have seen my Ranunculus! They were HUGE! The whole plant, huge, each flower head, huge – the best looking Ranunculus I have ever seen, still to this day. There could be no more inspiration than that! {kitchen compost; LIQUID GOLD FOR YOUR GARDEN. The worms in that bed were 30cm long and fat! - I remember visiting my brother in Sydney once, and he said he's had it up to here with composting, and he's no longer going to do it! He’s not going to compost anything, he's just going to throw everything out in the main rubbish bin! Well, I thought, each to their own, he's obviously not a gardener. LIQUID GOLD. And even though I have since been relegated to an outlandish unit living situation, with no garden of my own, I still compost, and use it in my pot plants, still with tremendous results, and people often ask me secret to my healthy pot plants - well, that's the secret – compost. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother) But in the end I moved out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees..... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, and I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW. But, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak. It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived there, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl, or had been.... I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but, it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. This is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner) Landlord related. oh, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page pull of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here; I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia) https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipPsd23Pj6Tb2-47EJCC9H9LzLsg5YPWbV0zWytnscvy3O9ylIcHkV53WutP-sBrfw?key=XzFwenlQNUJHOEk5VHJUTHB4Rk1lQWtQWnVPbHFR Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them. Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). At first, when I started my business, I developed a green tree logo; a picture of a green tree, I screen printed it up on a white T shirt, and I came up with my marketing strategy which was; for every tee I sold, I would plant a tree. My target market was people in Gunnedah back then, and so of course I didn’t sell any! People in Gunnedah don’t really care about trees, back then they certainly didn’t. This was 2007. However, this didn’t stop me from planting trees. I have indeed planted hundreds in my time, which is more than I can say for the average non thinking, uncaring, lazy Australian who mainly make it their aim to mainly clear land, cut trees down, poison them and or run over them with their lawnmowers. I see now, quite a few other businesses have adopted this marketing strategy to - I do wonder if they have planted trees from sales, and or if this technique increased their sales!! By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardner, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). Here is a Scroll List of all the plants I grew, including date and supplier. Followed below that by photos, and then below that, a list of all the edibles; veges and fruit trees, nut trees, herbs.... all 237 of them No doubt as soon as I left Steve Carter would’ve taken the fences down so the cows would’ve got in and destroyed absolutely everything but the more mature gums, and the back area didn’t even have a strong enough fence after I removed the pool. Plus all the plumbing for the washing grey water had been removed, so there was not much hope for this garden after I left. An absolute total waste. A tragedy. Curse the people of Gunnnedah. I kept a detailed map of what I planted and where - very necessary if you are collecting seed / cuttings and selling as a business Here are 3 plants from my Gin Gin garden (year 8 and 9 of the drought) Ipomoea quamoclit -Cypress Fern Vine Hibiscus heterophyllus - Native Rosella at Gin Gin (2).JPG Schotia brachypetala, or Drunken Parrot tree 2020 _ (7).JPG I moved to kookaburra Park Eco Village in Gin Gin, Queensland, in 2019. I moved here from my brief stay in Colosseum (on a farm owned by that complete dodgy hickleberry who lives at Miriam Vale), found via a noticeboard in Miriam Vale via his farm hand from Builyan, where I previously, also briefly lived, as that house was the only one available on realestate.com, so I had no choice but to move to that house in Builyan - the only one in Queensland that I could afford. And I was set on moving to Queensland, where it would be warmer, and it would rain! Little did I know! So, kookaburra Park Eco-village is an area dedicated to people who want to build a house with a “wildlife naturistic mindset”, so there are no dogs or cats allowed. Wildlife can roam free, which keeps many buyers away, so even though it was established quite some time ago, there are still heaps of vacant lots. And even though housing prices have skyrocketed now, if you had of purchased 10 years ago, it would’ve been a really good investment, which is what my landlord did, as I don’t think she’s ever worked a day in her life, but she managed also to have her boyfriend build a little house for her (who incidentally has also never worked a day in his life, but he is a university graduate engineer. Btw, here I am, having worked hard for 10 years after I got my Associate diploma, and the only thing I could afford by the end of that was a car. Just goes to show how “democratically unfair” life is in Australia). So, it came about on Facebook, this is before I was banned, I can’t remember whether I put an ad up on a forum, and she responded or whether she was just talking on a forum saying that she was looking for a renter? But anyway, I contacted her via Facebook Messenger (that’s why I can’t remember because all the Facebook messages have been deleted when my account was deleted – stupid FB). At first, I was reluctant because, it was 2hrs south of Colosseum, plus I had a cat, but my potential landlord, said it didn’t matter, quite a few people had cats, and especially as mine was really old and blind, and didn’t go hunting, she couldn’t see any problems at all. So, I drove down the next day, I thought it was good enough, and I always wanted to live in an open plan house. However, I didn’t notice the window which had only chicken wire, no glass, I think if I had of seen that, I would have said no, because it still gets pretty cold in Gin Gin with frosts in winter. Anyway, I moved in, When I moved, it was the eighth year of a drought, affecting the whole of Australia, and so there was no water, well there was a full tank for the house, as it had been vacant for 12mnths, but there was no water for the garden. And that was the main thing I planned to do, put in a beautiful garden on the bush block, which my landlord was thrilled about. So, it was kind of disappointing of trying to get a garden growing without any water, because tease - occasionally there would be water, when corporate body would switch the dam water on, but then, they switch it off again. On and off, and it was really quite ridiculous, living somewhere with a corporate body. I do not recommend it. Plus, I had a foot injury, I realized after 2 years anyway I would have to stop gardening altogether so my collapsed arch could heel. This was a hard realization to come to I can assure you, as I love gardening. To my delight, ferns grew really well at Gin Gin, and I could water them with the house water on the Veranda, plus it did not take too much exertion of movement. (When I left there were 3 full tanks of water). So here are some of the photos of my ferns. the Bush Block at Kookaburra Park in Gin Gin, year 8 of the drought Inside the open plan house - great, but a little too small still Back Veranda with My ferns - and SPA!! woohoo Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern This is the sweetest little fern. I purchased from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see much sun, maybe a little bit in the morning. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. I had a good home made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser and Blood and Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about. But it is the middle of winter, and because it has new shoots on it (it still responds to a good weekly misting of Power Feed) I’ll see if it can just “hang in” until spring, when I’ll get rid of the rusty leaves, and see if I can get it to bounce back. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! so I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this and put a photo up!

Search Results 42 items found for "" Items Stolen still at yetanother address | Emily Bieman's Blog Another forced relocation, address a secret ​The first couple of weeks I seemed to have a lot of things go missing, but then get returned, so I'm not entirely sure whether they were actually stolen, or I was just stressed from the move and couldn't find them but and then later saw them? I'm thinking probably the stress factor because having to move yet again and dealing with all the same issues have just been horrendous. This is forced move number 8, since 2018. ​I've been here a couple of months and the only thing that has been taken as far as I know now is 1 and 1/4 kilos of kangaroo meat, out of my freezer, so this is a common thing that gets stolen, whenever I buy kangaroo meat a portion of it gets stolen, constantly - it started when I was living at Colosseum, and I think wildlife carers steal it, or somebody steals it for wildlife carers. There was another thing and after actually I talked about this issue and uploaded a snake video onto YouTube, and then my whole YouTube account was deleted, so it was stolen as well. stolen. (And there's definitely no violations, they have no right to delete it, they just did; someone must've asked them to do it, and they said, like good little dog doggies, "okay sure." There's so many problems with the.com industry, the whole thing is just a big bunch of thieves. Well, I guess that's no different than the television industry, or my neighbours at pretty much every address I've lived at for the past 18 years. When I moved to Sarina range Road, nothing was taken the first three months, it was only really after "Danielle" my next-door neighbour moved in that I had things go missing, which I've written about extensively on those pages. So, I'm just waiting for something to go missing from this address aside from kangaroo meat. I don't know how they got in to steal the kangaroo meat, I think it must've been before I put the patio locks on the back door, they must have a key for the back door? I put patio locks on, and they are brilliant, I should've done that on every address. Although I did go to the doctors for a skin check they texted me and asked me to do it as it was free, I said yes, but the 6 receptionist were behaving like a bunch of fucking dogs, and kept me waiting for half an hour, it was half an hour, because after half an hour, I would have left, so dogs being dogs, decided that they didn't want me to leave, and I went through with the appointment. But I'm fairly certain, in that period of waiting, they organized a theft at my house, that was the point of keeping me there. It was probably that kangaroo meat, in which case they have a copy of my key. And I know Apple are in cahoots with thieving dogs, because they can switch my cameras off (I use my iPad as a security cam on the front door.) Do you think anyone is possible going to believe me (aside from Australia post!). Oh, and possible an organic apple was taken from fridge, but can't be sure about that - I mean who keeps track of all food in fridge? nuts. This morning, around 7am, I did see something a little weird in the misty morning, it was like a person dressed in a long white dress ducked into the bushes, and someone turned up at the neighbours early in the morning just before, and near where I saw someone duck into the bushes - across from my driveway. So, I'm not sure what's going on there, but I'm keeping a vigil on the house today. (Do they know about the bush mites here! TROMBICULIDAE) Could be YouTube related because it was yesterday that they deleted my YouTube account. So, I'm hoping I won't have to update this page any more - such wishful thinking. Oh, and I've had retailers stealing from me since I've moved here, they are listed on the stolen items list on page one. A few days later, (whilst wearing my glasses), I realized it is the white light in my peripheral vision that I can see through the cracks in the tree leaves – {the background cloudy morning white sky} not woman in long dress! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Items Stolen at new address NEXT 1(this) 2 Stalker from Hornsby – 30 years ago – still stalking me – what a loser There's some female dog bitch, who has been stalking me for years and now she sets traps for me; She sets up people on my path, so that I would have to interact with "the locals" and if I don't do it according to what they want me to do and say, (which you know, fucked if I know what they want - actually I suspect it's to be worshipped and adored, as a lot of people seem to suffer from this condition), as I'm always polite and respectful in any situation; its just I'm not going to give anything of myself to them and I'm not going to take anything from them - and this seems to really piss a lot of people off. So they use my reaction as an excuse to take revenge in someway, usually by stealing from me, only last time this happened, I don't think they stole anything because I pretty much don't have anything of value left, since they have stolen near everything from me. So what they did (when I was parked at the doctors car park near IGA) was put something in my petrol tank, so that it was later behaving strangely and blowing smoke. There were two guys and one girl next to my car spot at that particular time, it was the only car spot available, so I would have to park there. So I have a firm rule now, wherever I go; if there's people in the car spot next to me, don't park there; drive around until there is somewhere else to go. In fact pretty much my rule is now "don't talk to the locals, because they will most likely steal from you" ie, my blue top out of the car at Armstrong Beach. There that song again; fuck off fuck off fuck off you socially retarded morons. Also I'm pretty sure these are "Car" people; people who have nothing better to do than just to drive around all day, they have no life, and so come up with revenge tactics for imagined problems, and, 'single lady' instant target for stupid coward Car heads. The girl that I saw who must have got them, I did not recognise her. I do not know her. I'm really sick and tired of people with mental health problems, who have no idea that they have mental health problems; if you drive around in a car all day, and that's pretty much all you do, plus hang out in carparks; you have major mental health problems. Oh plus I think those same people have issues with my car in the car park because of my tray; it’s really high, and it sticks out. It doesn't stick out far enough to cause problems, but it sticks out far enough to be noticed. I've had 2 broken tail lights since I've been here. Stolen items at Sarina P2 | Emily Bieman's Blog Items stolen whilst I live at Sarina Page 2 The reason I did this video is because there seems to be a lot of people under the impression that anyone who has mould in the unit or house, is lazy and doesn't clean. They said, (they being quite a few YouTube videos originating from the UK), "having mould in your unit is a lifestyle choice!" So I would just like to clear things up; people who have mould are not lazy, and they clean a lot, as you can see from this video. The mould here persists, because whoever built this house, cost-cut the roof by not extending the eaves out far enough so that rain didn't accumulate at the base wall of the building, and not putting on big fat gutters that can handle downpours. Also in this particular case, there is a leak in the plumbing at the base wall of the building, allowing moisture to seep into the back wall (over many years). 1 Set a Car Trap to Catch and Arrest Thieves TOO EASY I’m pretty sure I mentioned on my Blog, that time when I was volunteering at the Gunnedah art gallery, and I was knitting by the big glass door in the light, one Sunday arvo. And I could look out onto the street and see my car; at one point I saw a man walking along the footpath, and when he saw my uncovered Ute, he veered over to the back of my ute and looked in – he was very quick, kept walking on, (there was nothing in the ute). He had blonde hair (!), was in his 30’s, I would say, average build. (I should point out my ute tonneau cover is broken and ute bow stolen, so unless there is something in my ute worth covering with additional tarp and ocys (which also get stolen), it does not have a cover on – they key trap feature). I’m thinking if there was something in it, he most definitely would’ve taken it. I’ve had a few items stolen from the back of my Ute. I’ve had farmers say that that’s the main reason why they have dogs, and bring them into town on the back of their utes - to watch all the stuff that they purchased, when they go into town. I’m thinking at this point in my life (50, 3 days aga!! J), I’m so pissed off with all the stupid little thieves, I think if I was back in Gunnedah, I would be setting traps; put something good in the back of my tray, (like star pickets and new hose fittings) then set up multiple cameras so I could catch these arseholes red handed. This would be a surefire way to catch thieves. It wouldn’t take long, I would say within 20 minutes of parking in ‘just the right spot’, you’d have something stolen. Question for the police; if they have a clear image of the person on camera stealing (clear image of their face too), can they make an arrest? Seems to me they could and should. I mean, if they couldn’t, I would definitely be putting the footage on Facebook. Although being banned from Facebook, I would have to come up with alternatives. Also, and I guarantee you, if you were passively following me and watching my car, wherever I went, you would see a thief, several actually. Possibly there have been people / police who have done this, seen the thief, but done nothing about it, as they think it is funny? Someone told me, and, they were quiet adamant about it, that it was actually the police stealing from me. Some of them, or one?, had got an obsession with me since I reported every single little theft to the police back in Gunnedah, and instead of doing something about it, they decided to join in. I guess in this case, my little devious trap plan, wouldn’t work. Police are not going to set a trap to catch themselves now are they? I have mentioned how stupid the police have been in in certain situations, in my experience - but they’re not that stupid. I was also advised by a police woman once, that most police (including herself), are recruited or join up, because they are bad. The powers that be think they can put them on the ‘right path’. I was also told about numerous stories that cadets get up to, the problems they have not only in a physical tangible sense, but also in the metaphysical way, with strong personalities ‘willing’ naughty situations. So I know that there are other people who are victims of thieves in Gunnedah, my advice is, why don’t you actually do this, catch those stupid little arseholes and have them arrested - teach them a lesson. ​ And the image below came in a Christmas sale catalogue emailed from T&R Sports! I had to include it, as I know, if I were to push this around, down the street, I would have ALL the thieving dogs instantly start following me, stalking me, and spying, to see where I lived. – I would have many items stolen, if I purchased this product in particular!! Thieves are really predicable and stupid, despite how sneaky they are. After watching this movie last year , I was inspired to add to this story; Anger, Violence and Rioting, is a direct result from disrespect It is clear in some situations, when people have had the wrong thing done by them, they act out. This movie has an excellent example in it; every action there's a reaction. Don't get me wrong I'm all in favour of ”locking up” all the thieves. They all belong in jail as far as I'm concerned, in fact I am frequently stating on my blog, that they should be outright shot. Even though I know crimes do get way worse, really nasty stuff, however, believe it or not, I'm not a fan of the death penalty, even though I would secretly like to shoot their heads off. I really do believe in rehabilitation; I’m not sure whether it works. I don’t know much about the prison system. Perhaps they could try compulsory church twice a week. I’m guessing most of the inmates have never been to church, so it couldn’t hurt. Dancing, church and Cats. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 2. Food Thief Again Whenever I purchase any of these amazing tasting noodles, (these ones are the tastiest, in the supermarket), one of them always get stolen. If I buy one packet only, and use one lot, leaving two lots in the open packet, then one of the two will be stolen at some point before I go to use them again. This has been going on since 2013, at any address where I live, it is now 2022 and I have had 6 address’s in that time in 2 different states. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. I no longer buy these, as they get stolen While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 3. More Sarina Food Stealing Another 5 frozen chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer over the last couple of weeks (what a thieving loser). Someone who drives a grey car stole frozen kangaroo meat out of my car esky while it was parked at mitre10, and I think that number plate was 026 something, so if you see a grey car with numberplate O26... go and punch them in head for me. All this week there has also been some idiot on a motorbike hooning up and down range road at night, but not for long periods, just two or three or four times. That person on the motorbike has definitely got something to do with the thefts. Police, could you be any more hopeless? Why don't you just ignore ALL the problems going on in society. While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. And I have noticed a pattern forming: With each stamp order that I order for my business from the PostShop; one stamp gets stolen. {Before at Rangari it was one whole pamphlet booklet, now it's just one stamp} And with my chicken breasts; they are stealing one chicken breast out of my four chicken breast in each packet. And out of my 10 washes that I purchased they stole one washer. And one pair of reading glasses out of my pack of glasses were stolen. One Wondercloth out of my 14 were stolen. And this is just the things that I know about, because I have missed them, but there will be heaps of other things that I haven't noticed, storage items. Could this thief be any more juvenile delinquent and stupid? Fuck off you stupid dog and I hope you get cancer and die. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 4. Melaleuca trichophylla tubestock STOLEN Another missing seedling from my seed table, it was a tubestock of a Melaleuca; Melaleuca trichophylla, only 7cm grown. It was taken November 2022 sometime. I hope the girl who stole it, dies asap. It grows to look like this: image from FloraBase I know there are drones that will go out and look for this, but it will not be visible for a few years – slow growing, you will have to wait, but you will be able to see my stolen purple petunia now – find it, get the thief – and this time don’t just find out who the thief is for your personal curious information. Report it - don’t be afraid - show some balls! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 5. Telstra slow internet problems again at Sarina starting from Oct 2022 27/10/2022 - idiot sadist negative nancy working at Telstra and in cahoots with one of my neighbours? who is switching my Internet off in the morning, so then I would have to restart the modem - “ah ha you have to start again” - they are truly retarded. Rack off and go and pesta your mother. Maybe they are incahoots with microsoft nerds - poor little people, can't find any one to love them, so they pester anyone who is single. As I am sure they have heard many times, from their mother whilst growing up: "go away" 6. Again, my neighbours are stupidly stealing from me - male aquarium fish Another male aquarium fish taken last night. Makes it about a dozen fish stolen. My neighbours are definitely stealing from me as they act rally strange every time something is stolen. Although the fly screen was door locked, so I am at a loss to know as to how they get in??? Do I need to dead bolt the door in Summer, in the boiling heat? Curse them. The ones in photo were involved, aswell as a truck, infact 2 drivers in trucks have been going up and down my units all night. All week. Those neighbours were talking this morning next door at 7am, (I do not have a photo of the new couple next door as yet, the girl has black hair shoulder length) and she ‘pretend’ talks to me on the phone so far every morning I have been here, I have to go inside every morning to avoid her – yet this morning she has taken off? Not a coincidence, and I think she is in cahoots with the real estate – Molly at Ray White?? Who I happen to contact last night by email, as there is a leak in my roof. I sent Ray White office photos of the leak, advising them of it. (these units have recently been listed for sale with NO mention of all the structural damage). And the younger man shown yelled out while I was on the loo this morning. Thast was the guy I saw one time when my reader card went missing, as I was outside and had left my door unlocked, I saw him sneakily return to his unit. Caught. - bunch of bloody thieving idiots. I am not sure if this is related but I was having nightmares about aquarium YouTube videos ‘keepingfishsimple’ – this young boy has done 100’s of videos, seemingly helpful, but not once does he mention his name, therefore dodgy, in cahoots with some blonde girl. Fuck off you little idiots. I suspect he stole my red betta fish last week. Plus the neighbours at 108 up the hill harass me re feeding my fish, twice daily, they seem to want to do reminders – FUCK OFF. Then later still early this morning, I was having typical dreams about the dogs – female bitches who give me a hard time in my dreams! “Nicholas is on the phone for you” - then they give me the phone and then hang it up – stupid dog thieves. Fuck off. Fuck I hate having neighbours and living in suburbia. It sucks! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. All the Business’s in Sarina who have stolen from me Been here almost 2 years now. And note, all these shops listed - it is WOMEN who steal from me. Women are so stupid bimbo irresponsible; they can't help themselves to steel something, somehow from me. How did woman get the vote again? Truly useless. Sarina chemist tried to steal from me by not giving me the Pbs listed medication. (pbs- Pharmaceutical Benefits Scheme, meaning capped payment of $5.55 instead of $27) Sarina Dr Clinic tried to steal from me with unnecessary imaging and unnecessary appointments. Same with the other Sarina family medical practice, did exactly the same thing. Pursehouse Sarina tried to steal $20 by overcharging at checkout , and then was reluctant to refund after I called them out on it later. I won't ever be shopping there ever again. Sarina mechanic stole $75 and wanted to steal hundreds of dollars more by saying they don't know what the problem is when they did – mechanic was male, but he was under command of the receptionist woman. I won't ever be going back there ever again. Sarina mitre 10 stole five cents and $.10 – they thought it was a game, the stealing game. Then later a girl refused to sell me a drill bit for the large screw that I had purchased there, so I had to order online and wait. Plus I suspect, one of the staff back then was a fake staff from Centrelink, stalking me and harassing me, and getting me to go back to the store several times because I have a sore foot (they sold me the wrong things deliberately). Sass hair Sarina charged $10 more than the initial quote, and didn't even include a shampoo/ head massage. I won't ever be going back there again. The local Pet Shop stole via overcharging at the checkout but then the bank later refunded me, after initially telling me in writing that they couldn't refund me. So, CBA are guilty here as well - but then, all my fish were stolen, so I think they refunded me so that they could steal my fish and think to themselves that they were justified because they refunded me the initial purchase in full (as opposed to just the bit that they overcharged) -it was very odd, they are thieves, and I won't ever be shopping there ever again. The real estate Ray White is stealing from me by overcharging rent, plus I (plus others) suspect they poisoned my trees. Sarina Woolworths steal from me by mucking up my order and wasting my time. So, I think this is basically every single business I've been to so far in Sarina who have tried to steal from me. Maybe the post office has stolen a couple of items too, ones that never turned up, untracked items, but of course that could've been 2 dodgy sellers who never sent it?? No way of knowing. But as I know at least one of those postal couriers stole my petunia, they could be the thieves too. Oh wait, the petrol station, there are two of them, one of them tried to steal from me by overcharging at check out, the one on Sarina Beach Rd. I don't believe the other petrol station has stolen from me. Well that’s a miracle. Oh, and the Butcher hasn't stolen from me or overcharged me. So 2 business out of all the businesses that I've been to in Sarina over the last two years have not stolen from me. That is ridiculous - you all ought to be ashamed of yourselves, and you're all going to hell, and you're certainly not worthy of my company. Note, there are several “tried” to steal from me’s listed above. I think this is because I'm really used to people trying to steal from me now, I'm very aware that any shop I go into, if there is a girl there - they will try to overcharge me. So now I always catch them before they do it - so if you're not paying attention and don't really think about these things, and don't know automatically, that all women are thieves (myself excluded), then you won't notice that they have overcharged you, and that's what they're counting on. I think those shop girls think most people from Sarina are stupid and don't pay attention, which could well be the case? But I do pay attention; forced attention! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 8. Black Outs and Electricity Problems at Sarina There is a correlation between the power going out and thieves stealing from me. I noted this at Rangari with multiple power outs weekly. I think ‘old men network’ did it?? Old men hate seeing single women win. (By winning I mean, simply being happy). Since I moved to QLD, it is significantly better, hardly any. But after last night’s power out, I will now keep track, because people copycat. 2022 - Power out one time, but did not write down when, old Merve the handyman was involved? I had things taken, maybe related? Mon 6th feb 2023 350pm – did not pay attention to anything that may have been stolen at that time? But I had things taken, maybe related? July, Saturday morning, can’t remember exact day – out for ½ hr, the whole area, I had to phone Molly the rental girl from Ray White, as no neighbours were home, and AT FIRST Ergon said NO KNOWN OUTAGES! They changed their message when I called back after speaking to Molly who said whole area out. I had things taken, maybe related? 9th Aug 2023 – only my PowerPoints went out at 9pm, so I still had ceiling lights, but nothing else worked, it happened for no particular reason, no explanation, I suspect foul play downstairs at power box, I would say someone has flicked my switch off. I have no key to the room downstairs where the power box is (the Mould room), and Ray White Real Estate failed to fix it - lazy antagonistic bitches. It was the SAME DAY that the rental inspection was, and I would say Molly wanted to play Nazi (she must not have a boyfriend – she needs one, go and find her one), plus that day she had asked me to move all of my plants over by 2 inches (!) what the hell! It’s not like there were ANY complaints from neighbours - dick head woman. I would say because she asked me that, she was the one who poisoned my plants – so she should be fired and put in jail. I mean, if it were up to me, I would shoot her point blank. Also, after Molly (property manager) said she would not come here with key to turn my power back on, {not really sure what her problem with me was at that time? The only time I had spoken to her before was when I requested my ceiling fan in the kitchen be fixed, as it had broken or stopped working on my first day here – it took her 3mths to fix it, and only was it fixed, because I had had enough, (it is hotter inside here than outside in summer – it’s quite disgusting) so, I went ahead and arranged a tradie to fix it – so she got wind of that somehow, and sent someone in the next day to fix it. Did I yell at her? NO! did I chastise her in any way for being such a useless twit? NO!} So, I phoned the owner of Ray White Sarina, Richard Murphy, for him to flick the safety switch, he said he’d be here at 7:30am next morning to flick it. But he was not here at 730, he came at 830, and only then because I phoned him 2 times asking where he was. They both had said “well it’s not an emergency so you can wait” Arsholes. Why would you want to set up this kind of hatred from a tenant? They must be stupid. Even Ergon has a faster fix rate than them. So, another bloody stupid blonde as a landlord – God save me from blondes. There is a photo of her here, https://photos.google.com/search/molly/photo/AF1QipNsUF_FmoXm6LZYY3Q0TVLygCX8PYbkML5kN6S3 I can see from her body shape, she was starved as a baby, no doubt the reason why bimbo. I later put in complaint to RTA, as I should have access to power board. They said, they have no rules about that. Again, another unfair situation where they favour a landlord’s rites over a tenants. It also happened again, again I had to wait 24hrs before one of them bothered to stop by with the key. 24hrs no fridge, in this heat. Bad real estate, another bad one. 2nd Nov 2023 Black out 530-532pm today – I think they stole my wildcat trip on Friday? I had been waiting for it ALL YEAR to try and fix my foot again. (I went the following week instead; it did not work the 2nd time). Frozen chicken was stolen, 5 of them from the freezer, plus an elastic band appeared mysteriously when I was in shower, had been looking for it before, it was nowhere to be seen? And a key turned up in padlock that was previously missing? ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. Missing 45 Photo Stories from my Computer and Website, that I’ve had to Re-Upload You know I have all my images in multiple storage spots. One of them is Flickr, and all of my images of photo stories are listed in the public domain, meaning you can use my pictures, my photo stories, for whatever you want. I have no problems in doing this, but I should mention, if you could not delete my originals thanks very much! All the 45 missing images below are are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International license (CC BY-SA 4.0). You are free to: Share, copy and redistribute the material in any medium or format as well as to adapt, remix, transform, and build upon the material for any purpose, even commercially. No conditions. I don’t expect attrition, or even a grateful email letting me know where and when any of these photo stories are published. Free is free. Centrelink Nazis Daewoo Car looks like a mouse Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars How to be sane when surrounded by evil, with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls The Calling of Nature Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants This is what your teenage son does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS My good flyscreen door. Woodwardii Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Companies which never paid me my super well, you can try to keep up Santa pot belly theory Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Good outback driveway I want out I want out I want out - animal cruelty right before my eyes still getting followed around by tv people the cruel martingale still getting followed around by tv people Average Weekly Australian Paypacket Bimbos on tv who do reflections fake families used by ugly women dl photo showing 2 planes in sky above my house Dogs on Phones (re seedy and David Heywood) Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, How to quit smoking Supermarket female rebel frenzy 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, from my church pew storage at gin gin Self-declared important people We can see your garden on Google Maps School art story Ant Nest story with recreation story 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Maybe she thought I was Jewish? WRONG! Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Dr Receptionists? Product Placement The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty Demure and Respectful not winning Monumental Problems with Receptionists ​ So, I created a new email address, new name, and created a new Flickr account, after I was ban initially. Well actually Flickr don’t ban people. They just delete their accounts without any communication - Nazis - Nazi behaviour. But I have been storing all my photos from my “stolen items” and “my blog”, in my new fake name account, mainly just to keep it there for safe storage, as I’ve mentioned many of my photos are stolen, but I do have six other different storage areas, so I can usually always get back any image that has been stolen. I name names, I don’t hold back, if you’re ‘gonna’ mess with me, then I’m going to let everybody know about it. I don’t care who you are, or how old you are. If you harass me or steal from me in anyway, I’ll be naming and shaming you. I will not be ‘saving face’ for any stupid little thief. {btw, I can see an attention seeking peacock a mile off, so don’t get any ideas of how you can drum up attention for your career.} Anyway, this name and shame philosophy of mine, is the main reason why my accounts have been deleted, and why I have been banned from social media. I call people up on their bad behaviour, I call bullies up on their bad behaviour, and they don’t like it one single little bit, they are sooo arrogant. Some powers that be, even having the audacity to tell me; “well, they’re young, and they make mistakes”. Well, I tell you, they certainly should be punished for “making mistakes” -making the mistake of harassing someone and stealing from someone, is by no means a “mistake”, these are the deliberate actions by spoiled little shit heads, who have had no discipline, from their hopeless parents, and if they aren’t reprimanded, they will continue on their power tripping bully ways, just getting worse, and worse as they get older and older. Its text book. Infact mainly, the people who harass me are women in their 40’s and 50’s – so, yeah, real young! Btw, I recall listening to JJJ back in the 90’s, and there must have been some incident that I was not aware of, with some blonde woman, because the DJ’s on JJJ started doing all these blonde jokes, like they went on and on with “how many blondes does it take to change a light bulb….” etc etc, like 1000’s of jokes, at first it was a little amusing, but then as they just kept going on and on, it was nasty. I felt like infact they were coming up with jokes for my benefit, to amuse me there in my shop at Enmore. This was the time, when Helen Raiser would sometimes “loose the plot”, but I knew exactly what she was talking about. No plot lost. So, I suspect because of all those blonde jokes back then, there are irate blondes who associate me, with coming up with blonde jokes, they blame me for the nastiness on JJJ, and that’s why they steal from me – they really are stupid. So as I always put my photo stories in the public domain, so they can be downloaded if wanted, and I’ve been doing that for the past couple of years, so last week I ran out - you only get 1000 photos. So, I created another account in a different name with also a different email address, to divide them up; “stolen items” in one account, and “my blog” photos in another, however, every single account that I created with my new fake name and fake email address was deleted; so, Flickr is another one who have me tracked, and delete my accounts. (Perverts). So, I wonder why my existing account, the one that I’ve been using for the past couple of years, hasn’t been deleted; when I look at the photos, they really haven’t had many views, but I noticed when I created the new accounts, in the first 24 hours before they were deleted, I had many views. I’m not really sure what’s going on there, maybe Flickr have decided I can keep an account providing no one else can see it? Maybe they have arranged this somehow - without telling me of course if this is what they’ve done that’s news to me. Oh, maybe they just think one account is ample and the “view” thing was a coincidence? But, I also noted; when I search for any of my ‘specific’ named images, – search on Google that is, they don’t show in the results even though PUBLIC DOMAIN. So, something has gone wrong at Google too? Maybe there are some baddies working there. Get rid of them. Off with their heads! Actually, I think they hide my photos because some young stupid bimbo steals them, and so the computer nerds know which ones have been stolen, and plagiarised (and who), but as the thieves are pretty bimbos, who nerds love, they have hidden and ban me. By the way, the original image at the top of this photo story was one of the images that again was stolen, but today when I updated this, I discovered it was stolen again! The whole jpg and psd was gone, only the text remained! So, I did a collage of stolen items I want back. Beanie, fringe top, and my Electric pink frangipani. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 10. The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name? The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name Another frozen chicken stolen after I purchased some at Woolworths. Last month I had five chicken breast stolen out of the freezer, so I made a point of emptying the freezer, except for one, and they still stole it! Either stolen while I was at Woolworths, because there was one in the freezer then, or that night when I was asleep? The door was locked at all times. And note whenever someone steals anything of mine someone makes a purchase of my seeds at LocalSeeds.com, NOT A COINCIDENCE. I have sold hundreds of packets of seeds since it opened a couple of years ago, thousands of dollars’ worth actually, - and all of that money I guess, is compensation for items that have been stolen from me - but they don't compensate the full amount only part amount - see on the left the receipt. The buyers name and address are always different, and I have many customers from all over Australia, but mainly South Australia this year, and occasionally a few in Queensland but mainly before this year was Victoria. I have never been contacted by anyone who I have sold seeds to that has corroborated my theory. I was told its ‘Political’ and people find it amusing to see someone else stealing from someone else – it makes them feel better about their lives. Most people are stupid. I have old man who do signs about the thefts, as they know who is stealing from me, but don't want to say anything because the people who are stealing from me are a big conglomerate retail network of dogs. So, I have the postman doing signs "to look" - as they have come up with this rule, a bimbo old man rule, where I've gotta see that it has been stolen within a certain timeframe - if I don't then it's too late, I'm not entirely sure why it's too late, if it's stolen, it's stolen. Time frames don't matter. And also, they send a motorbike hoon past my unit travelling up to Sarina range when they're going to steal something, which they did after I contacted Nestle - nestle are my biggest suspects for this frozen chicken. I had purchased some Nestle chocolate, (Not very nice), and before I opened it I could see that half the chocolate bar was missing, well actually, probably a quarter, so it was unopened and I could bend the packet over on an angle, because it was just missing a big chunk - so I complained to nestle, and they gave me a $10 gift voucher (after I sent them all the requested information -which in itself was time-consuming and probably worth at least $50). So I'm pretty sure it was the girls at Nestle who organised the theft, because I know it's a big retail network that's involved in stealing from me, because Apple people are involved - there was a big update on my iPad before I left to go down to Woolworths; this is another thing they do, whenever they steal something, they do an iOS update - not a coincidence every time (I use my iPad as security camera, so they can somehow turn it off because I've never caught anyone) - yet items get stolen. I also have neighbour dogs who try to play God, the girl next door, who claims her name is Danielle, (yet another neighbour whose name is Danielle), she is guilty of this, like if I tell her something she'll start going "oh well that's fair" - like she thinks it's her decision to decide whether it's fair or not. When the situation does not call for such a decision. Trying to play God - she, like so many bimbos, wouldn't even know, that that's what they're doing. Because somebody who thinks like that is somebody who's likely to steal if they don't think it's “fair” - so they take from the person who they think is not “fair”, and give to the person who think has been ‘hard done by’ - but you see, these bimbos are really stupid, and they get things wrong all the time, and they have no idea how wrong or stupid they are. She has psychological problems. The dogs who work at CBA do this too – NO IDEA HOW STUPID YOU ARE. And don’t get me wrong, this kind of behaviour can work in my favour too – especially since I seemed to be always getting “wronged”, but they more often get things the wrong way around, and steal from someone who has been stolen from; it’s just the ‘other dogs’, know this is what dogs who play God do, so they in turn play sides and try to trick the dogs; which usually works, since they are stupid. But often nothing has anything to do with me! So, leave me alone. Dogs go and play with dogs. I do have a new neighbour who spoke to me for the first time that day, she said her name is Jackie, so it could've been her? When they moved in, it coincided with my figure 8 silver necklace clasp that was stolen four or five years ago now, and 2 address's ago, while I was living at Colosseum on a farm- being returned to the floor in my sewing area, along with all my sewing needles that I just painted for easy identification, they had been strewn on the floor as well - Maybe that girl is trying to save Olivia Newton-John? I have said this numerous times on my blog; fuck off all musicians you're not welcome in my life you seem to not have any brains, and you seem to be all of thieves. The new neighbours play music from the 90s it's really annoying they have no thoughts or consideration for anyone else because we can all hear it and nobody else plays music loudly (no one in my units, the dogs up the hill do), but in fact no one plays music here at all - everybody else who lives here has a brain. They also pretend call me on the phone, both of them, they're a couple. I can't tell you how annoying it is, to have girls following me around with phones trying to speak to me. So, to have 2 living next door now - unbearable. Leeches. FUCK OFF. The door is always locked, so I don't know how they're getting in? Why are they living here anyway in this tiny motel accommodation, they say they both work, so why don’t they have a mortgage, which is much cheaper than renting. I suspect these are dogs specifically placed here due to me, to try to save the stupid blonde who steals from me. As I write this, I'm so pissed off and angry. I can feel the stress accumulating in my stomach and in my top part of my head. I curse whoever stole my food, and whoever is tormenting me - and I hope they get cancer and die immediately. Get the fuck out of my life, you're not welcome, you greedy thieving attention seeking leeches. The police don't do anything about the thefts - they are hopeless. I think some of them even do signs "well it's political", as in, "if only you were more popular, then no one would steal from YOU ". fuck off you big fat police bullies, what is this, high school? oh, and one of the units is a guy, that hoons by in a monster car, and I think, I'm not sure about this, but he just reminds me of someone in my primary school, named Warrickson or something, I can barely remember, and I did try to find my card where I've got the whole class's names listed, but it is it's gone, it has been stolen! So, it probably is him? maybe he's decided to join in the thieving too? maybe he's some sort of psycho from Gunnedah that is stalking me, just because I'm from Gunnedah? well, who knows - of course it could be someone else entirely - my facial recognition skills are pretty bad. ​ When they took my last chicken breast, they also took my Mini pink lotus plant, and they placed a chip in my mug (same mug that I recently purchased a replacement of, but they did not deliver it) - chips are a common thing that passive aggressive dogs do. The probably also took some of my homemade rocky road from the fridge, at the time I ate some I thought some was missing, but dismissed it as ‘I probably ate it’ - but when I found out about the other things taken, they probably took some too. ​ It’s really good rock road, with a secret ingredient, and no nuts, infact the recipe was ‘signed’ to me, I will share it online now ​ Divine Rocky Road 150g Coles Pink and White Marshmallows (quartered) 190g of that horrible Woolworths Belgian milk chocolate block (melted) 100g Lindt Excellence Supreme Dark Chocolate 90% Cocoa block (melted 180g Nestle Plaistowe 70% Cocoa Baking Chocolate Block (melted ¾ bag Allen's Ripe Raspberries Lollies Bag 190g (halved) 7tbs Desiccated Coconut Plus, I will include a photo of me doing “food preparation” as I was cutting the marshmallows in to quarters, I especially took this photo to show my FILTHY NAILS, I had been gardening, so they were full of dirt. Extremely unhygienic. So, I took this photo quite deliberately as I was cutting away, thinking of a plan of how to stop people from stealing my food. So now you know, you had better not steal my food, as it may be contaminated with anthrax, and botulism or Toxoplasma gondii oocysts – seriously I have cat, he defecates all over the place. ​ Little birdie told me, they are stealing from me when I purchase from Woollies, as the oppressive, jealous and stupid dogs, who reside on my back – wishes me to shop at IGA ! such idiots; you don’t get to decide where I shop and HA about that! And also, HA, I AM SPECIAL ha hahahha ha ah ah……… ​ ​ ​ ​ 11. Molly Lookalike on Warrior Women show by Bimbos On Prime Uk Show - Get Off My Back You Stupid Dog I'm really sick and tired of bimbo girls in the television industry (dog types), who interfere and meddle in my life; they get lookalikes of people who cross my path, and put them on screen, such as in this instance, in this show called Warrior Women in the Prime Video app, (A show about Joan Arc, although when I saw the lookalike, I just switched it off - as it means that whatever they're saying from then on, is complete bullshit - they certainly are not taking their jobs seriously. I mean when I used to watch Netflix, they had dogs who would just steal from me, but these dogs seem to want to interfere in my life, and psychologically manipulate me. Plus they somehow pulled in my next-door neighbours who live at 108 range Road, into the whole manipulation process, again by frequently yelling out and beeping their car horn at specific times. The lookalike, is of Molly the rental girl, who has stuffed me around on multiple occasions, and basically is a bitch. Are you trying to remind me that she is a bitch? Are you trying to play sides? or what the hell are you REALLY trying to do? I received an email from Molly yesterday stating they have closed and gone away on Christmas holidays. However as I'm uploading this photo, she turns up with 3 people who she started showing around the property (Property is supposedly up for sale, but that Real Estate and Molly, are people who play games, so I wouldn't take anything that they say as fact). The 3 people in the end said they were not interested and left. Oh what a surprise. Those 3 people are somehow related to television dogs? Possibly same meddling producer of Warrior Women has sent them to annoy the crap out of Molly, as they knew she was on holidays?? Or possibly they're annoying their crap out of me? As you can see from the response, which I seem to have to write about, in order to stop, because I can assure you, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, it has been happening for years and years and years and years. I'm really bloody sick of it. Rack off you stupid dogs - just fuck off and get your own life. Your money is not welcome here. Things to look forward too and be happy about: ​ 12. People Who Drive Around All Day Looking For Single People To Leave Their Homes, So They Can Steal From Them I stopped outside the front of this house, as on the wide footpath area, there was a bottlebrush, that I was collecting seed from. After maybe 30 seconds, I was beeped by a woman in a dark black car who was driving past me, (towards my house) she had auburn blondy brown hair. {I frequently get beeped at, and not by people who know me and just say Hey! -But by interfering idiots who tell me “You lose” or “you win” – the dogs have figured out a way to do ‘codes’ – and no, this is real, and not a crazy thing (unfortunatly its real)}. And there was some guy, he was tall, black hair, I think he might've been Islander, who scooted past me at the same time, on a 2-wheel scooter. I felt like those two were in cahoots, like they were territorial dogs, implying that I had no business to stop there, and collect seed. When in actual fact I DO, and I can. I do not need anybody's permission, or need to explain what I am doing. Collecting seed from a public street tree on a footpath, or medium strip area is perfectly fine. And NOT anyone else’s business. I had items stolen from me, when I was out that day - frozen chicken breast from my freezer. It's like whenever I leave my unit, somebody, and I'm fairly sure at this point, it is most definitely those car hoons, that seem to have nothing to do except follow me around, and dive outside my unit - up and down, all day, and often all night. I think somebody actually pays them to do it? Surely they couldn't be that retarded, to have nothing else better to do? One other time, shortly after I moved here, I was talking to the handyman here, and forgot to lock my door as we talked and went downstairs, and I literally heard those hoons drive in off the street, and park outside my unit. – taking full advantage of the fact that I forgot to lock the door. They took my nutribullet cup. However, they must have since leant to pick locks, because I ALWAYS lock it when I leave, since that point, even to check mail or do the rubbish and compost. But they still get in and take many items. Whenever I look at a car hoon, is always a young female driver. DOGS, just like what the neighbour next door is breeding. Dogs breeding dogs. This is the trash that needs to be dealt with. People who ‘trash talk’ are not usually the trashy dogs. Don’t be fooled. Infact they probably would never be. Dogs are quiet and sneaky, so as to go under the radar, to sneak in and steal. Police and politicians (well the Bundaberg/Gin Gin Politician, Colin Boyce MP) do not understand how dogs operate at all. CLUELESS. So, there were actually 4 cars parked at that house when I was collecting my seed that day, 2 inside the gate, and 2 outside the gate. I did not get a photo. But later, after I realised about the beeping and the theft, that it might have had something to do with the owners of this house, so I went back to get the photo of those cars, but they had all left except for that black SUV. I am not sure if that was one of the four cars parked there on the day, but I checked several times later in the weeks following, but the other 3 cars never returned. So, this really confirms it for me, the people in this house are guilty too. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 13. Kangaroo Mince Stolen from my Locked Car at Sarina Mitre 10 Carpark I just 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 9bags, 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). 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, but by next morning he was gone. I do not believe in coincidences, so the whole theft and snake thing may be related and may be related to the pet shop in Mackay, possible the owner was trying to honour is wife “my wife is not stupid, you’re crazy”. 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, 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. 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 they are, 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 car at 23! 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?? ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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. I just by chance saw it on my computer, that top was stolen last summer, 2023. I made it in 2016. It's a beautiful cotton silk summer short sleeve shirt, it's slightly transparent and has wooden buttons. It was stolen in Sarina, near Mackay, Queensland, Australia, from my home address at 110 Range Road. Obviously, it would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo; name and shame them, that's the only way they'll learn. The buttons give it away, so if I put it on Facebook someone may recognise it. If you do - you know what to do. Update: ACTUALLY I remembered incorrectly about this top. I thought it was silk cotton, and I thought I made it in 2016, but I totally got it wrong. As I was reminded today, by some little busybody; it wasn't silk cotton, it was silk pongee. I purchased the silk in 2020 as a cheap remnant (2 pieces) and it was a raw silk, so undyed. I purchased some dye as well, it was Drimarene, in black, from kraftkolour (I do remember that it dyed very easily). And I made the shirt in 2020, while I was living at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin. I now remember how pleased I was with myself, as I had a very small amount of bargain priced expensive fabric, in 2 pieces, and I managed to make a large size shirt from them, with only a little tiny sliver of scrap left over!! So the fabric scraps and dye cost me $22plus postage, a totl bargain for a silk shirt in a large size (a silk shirt would retail for $200+ and that is if you can find one!). So, I'm thinking 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. Note; the buttons may have been changed, but I'm thinking the name tag will still be there, with my name on it. And possible the same unknown person who reminded me that it was silk, and not silk cotton may have been the person who took it? Although those people, have a tendancy to save the stupid bimbos who steals from me. More likely. (Superhero Wannabees). And the reason I thought it was made in 2016 was because that photo above was taken in 2016 (metadata). So actually that is my other very dark larger brown rayon shirt, that I still have. And I do not have a photo of my black silk shirt. It was just after I made this infact, that I thought about taking photos of every finished product I do. (Unless I did, and the photo was stolen? Also a common thing.) ​ ​ ​ ​ 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: Getting to the root of the problem; bacteria mould in my unit Items Stolen at Sarina - Page 2 BACK 1 2 (this) Fullscreen Page | Emily Bieman's Blog Emily Bieman's Blog ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. (So weird, fuck off). And I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. (AND hence why I have not been able to walk for the past six years - just some stupid unknown arsehole who wants to fight . “Hey unknown dickhead, I'm not going to pat you on the head, ever, - deal with it). Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So it started off just describing stolen items, but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you. ​ Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just an arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. ​ There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is the main reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. ​ My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the police) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. ​ I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. ​ I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people , cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. ​ And so, I’ve had to rewrite and reword some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I did want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche. I feel a lot of people have an attitude of “I am not happy, so I am going to make sure you’re not happy” – they try to fuck things up for me, and they succeed. ​ Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. ​ I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. ​ Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. ​ Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. ​ I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - https://www.localseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that, later in 2024. {I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay again under a different name – Chiefly Seeds. (dot com dickheads, I can name and shame one of them; Daniel Breves Ribeiro ; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot.)) https://www.ebay.com.au/sch/i.html?item=405003802435&rt=nc&_trksid=p4429486.m3561.l161211&_ssn=chieflyseed s I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. ​ I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! ​ Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). ​ Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. ​ Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. ​ One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being stupid is not an excuse. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not. A mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. {And this is part reason of my Blog too – IT DID HAPPEN, and you suck.} ​ (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) ​ Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. ​ Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. ​ I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} ​ Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. ​ And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. ​ YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (Of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. . Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. ​ I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. ​ This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. ​ But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). ​ So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). ​ So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). ​ So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. ​ And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. ​ ​ Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). ​ It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. ​ Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. ​ And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. Plus, got to say one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives, and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away - perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. Its really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is also a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus) And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there was so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli….(I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. Unfortunately, I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. I thought it worth mentioning because I do believe this happens a lot in the art world, in fact it’s incredibly hard to make a living if you’re an artist with so many dogs out there wanting to steal your ideas - there’s not much hope, but, my advice, don’t be deterred by the lack of money, just do what you do, art helps the human race immensely. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden, more about that later. ​ I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” ​ Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. ​ I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” ​ ​ At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been ban, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me. (admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. ​ (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. ​ So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. ​ I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. ​​ Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. ​ {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. ​ A typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, ty try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. The whole tall poopy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). ​ Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. ​ BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. ​ I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) ​ I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. ​ Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. ​ Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. ​ I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. ​ Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, guilty of not paying attention mostly. But I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken revengers’, it was deleted). Plus, I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And everyone is saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had everyday, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). ​ Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that, that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot. Jessica White – you better start your path of redemption – you are going to have to become a cleaner. Ha ha ha ha aha ahahah. ​ I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. ​ I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. ​ But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats). Women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace , and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit niave about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. ​ And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day, when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. ​ ​ So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) ​ I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. ​ About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. ​ And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. One of the biggest factors they ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, who really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so its probably more now.) ​ Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! ​ Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. ​ {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} ​ This is MY life story blog, get your own, you intruding control freaks.(Lucky, I keep backups, many of these paragraphs get deleted, I have to constantly check my blog and re add VITAL information! 😁) ​ Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. ​ And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . ​ I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. ​ I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. ​ One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} ​ In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. ​ Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! ​ I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. ​ 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 non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photostories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty nuisance on behalf of wix. I do not recommend them, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted or photos removed, so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person d eleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. You can also see ALL photostories on my Shared Google Photos account, plus on Flickr under a fake name (as they ban me) https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOW7XXz6HknAvCvBfKYJmI3Ul9WoQIoUW__hW5jgBqVv6P5TOrJUX45suakXMVXzw?key=R0psRFlXTnVRZVM0dnFMTUdSNlV0LTU1VURocU9B https://www.flickr.com/photos/197282045@N06/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/197540557@N08/ ​ ​ The first one refers to the trees by the road, above: ​ Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first, because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame (stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types) . So, a little birdie told me, I mean it could’ve been the queen 😁 but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total cunt and deserves it. By the way that woman when she was speaking to me, said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying? 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that an idiot has chopped all those trees down anyway - nature haters, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. ​ ​ The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. this was the first of close to 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. ​ The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. ​ Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. ​ Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! ​ And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had the condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee) I mean maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia?? (And again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and then beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place.) They don’t know me too well. It falls under the category of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Check that photostory. ​ I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 550 now - 550 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle) $20 2 lt pva glue $18 1 tube Liquid nails $7 Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 Sunglasses x 2 $100 AAA batteries x 7 $12 Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat) $85 Good Dust Brush and $5 Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 Moisturizer $15 Knitting materials $12 Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st, used to be vinnies I think $5 Sewing Snippets $10 Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 Tube stock and label $12 A4 image print $55 Gunmetal tweezers $24 Bike led light $15 House Keys $100 Secateurs x 3 $35 Piping bag attachment $35 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 5kg mince from freezer $50 Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 Red screwdriver $12 Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 cat brush $2.39 RIT dye $10 ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 nail curve scissors $20 black non-stick spatula $6 Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 power board $20 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 marinated onions in jar $15 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 Apples off tree $25 whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 white headphones – taken/returned sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 forms/paperwork $stress Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 Front Door Key $30 6 in 1 screw tool $22 Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 wooden pegs $4 socks/underwear off the line $20 scissors $5 tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 electronic stud finder $30 2 plug in light bulbs $12 ball of black cotton yarn $16 water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 jar of Duck fat $6 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 400g white alpaca $20 3 good trowels $40 Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 2 face washers $70 purple D clip $12 Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen, 1 was stolen by the earth movers son $70 Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 Key chain $100 7 China graph pencils $30 Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 Another red irrigation cap $1 Blue pruning sword / returned Half head garlic Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 Flower seedlings $12 Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 Acacia seeds, rare $100 Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned Deodorant x2 $8 Sticky tap dispenser $10 Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 Unpick, blue $10 Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 White Cotton voile off the roll $20 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 plug and joiner fittings $5 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT Tape measure retractable 3m $10 Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room Hose fitting washers $5 Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 Washing powder (lights outside) $7 Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 Red ochre pigment $5.80 At least 8 torches $80 Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 9 black pens $12 Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? Glass $7 CCTV cable $40 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 Blue nylon cord $10 Twine x 1 ball $4 Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 Protractor $12 Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 Pink silk sleeve pair $50 More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 Liquid paper $5 1.6mm Bic pen $5 Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 screw to chain lock $5 Blue nylon fishing cord $10 Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 2 long wooden spoons then returned 4 more yellow secateurs $40 4 blue secateurs $40 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 Orange Taylors chalk $5 Body Thermometer $1.72 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 Tat soi seed $15 Irrigation filter $16 Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 Plastic jug $3 Eggs Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 Kennedia seeds $5 House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 2 more lack yoga tops $30 Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 My outdoor tweezers from special spot, bloody little shithheads $2 Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 The doctors card with email ? Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 Glass head pins $7 Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 Toggle $2 KnitPro cable $20 Mosaic Tiles $25 Pima Cotton plant $15 Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed?) $5 Orange capsicum seedlings $20 E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 Lavender oil from eBay $12 Macadamia vandalized Letter from Donna Keegan stolen Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- fucking female dogs – they have no idea how stupid they are $2 Hose spray $15 Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) trees vandalized Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time Rapunzel cocoa replaced with cheap cocoa in container, defiantly something a dog would do, unbelievable – there are stupid bimbo girls out there who believe unemployed people do not deserve anything of value or quality(or food in some cases) $12 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 32 GB iPod returned to car ? Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 2 tomato plants $15 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 Whole chilli tray $12 1 orange capsicum tube $5 More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 Purple head of Garlic $10 Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both (fucked them both) $344 x 2 Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house.DUMB Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far Missing footage on cctv after going into town More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 Clove oil $12 Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 Pyriformis seedling No more gaps sealant $25 Gold brown sunnies Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 Red handled paint scraper, later returned $12 Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? Plastic seed tray with lid $10 Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate) Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?$50 Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (beginning of 2018), I was hoping thieving would stop, with the advent of new neighbours, but it has not, I think my new landlord likes to ‘play’, like a cat with a mouse, or a whale with a seal – (total drunken idiotic behaviour), Peter Long and also is eldest daughter, both lawyers, aswell as partner Sarah Ferguson and her daughter, a whole stealing bully family, they do not know right from wrong, and have no concept of the whole win/win situation Also at this point I started listing my stolen items online, and, I believe as a result, some items have been returned Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 lendrum c clip (pried off with pliers, and pliers stolen too, those pliers have been stolen and returned about 4 times now, those pliers were worth about $60, they were good ones, later found destroyed in my car tyre with the red part missing, I suspect Peter placed it under my tyre so when i reversed out it would puncture it ($200) + $12 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD Black textas x 4 $20 Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! Flat tyre -the pliers that were stolen were stuck in my tyre; I believe Peter Long did it. Then Browns tyre place ripped me off too, with 2nd hand crap tyre that failed inspection few weeks later. Long thought I messed his solar fence (of course I did not) so this was his “payback” game – what a stupid idiot, he has major psychological problems. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 Good sewing Scissors - Could the BLONDE BIMBO THAT WORKS AT BUNNINGS AND STEALS FROM ME WHENEVER I GO TO THERE, PLEASE DROP DEAD FROM CANCER later returned $60 Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 Remote from blind later returned $30 Rake (the big plastic green one) $50 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) pen off desk, later returned pin shelf nail plugs later returned extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned Torch stolen again by another coward later returned chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned Stamps, by the postman Benny Vaughn, I think he delivered them to the neighbours delib? Same with 2019 calendar, 2 sets glasses, pc mouse and trichosanthes seed hose washers x10 in pkt $3 Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, and already stealing (why are all farming families fucked in the head?), note no locks on doors and missing windows when I first moved in for a few weeks till fixed - just asking for trouble. God, when are they going to make open windows secure? Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $20 White hair towel RETURNED TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 2 allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) Pink oiling drizzler RETURNED Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, I suspect Katie Carter, as she was st Agnes beach in November, same day I went there. Stalkers RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (different one, I suspect, they saw my photo?) 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 (fucked brand) $90 Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition $35 Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner Buy It Now $40 Slow motion cha cha info, “I love a Rainy Night”, song off iPod, Exercise playlist off iTunes Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo Half empty bottle of tea tree Julie Ward? RETURNED. $7 TamworthHarveyNorman short blonde girl overcharged massage chair missing $2300 Terracotta bowel from maidenhair? $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me an extra rump steak in next order!) Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back at Sarah Ferguson? $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 Handwoven woollen cushion Pretty sure a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? Windchime from china on ebay $1000 generator $1000 Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $200 Credit card from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had obtained a new credit card with new numbers. Thieves Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 Mannequin photo off PC $2 Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 Chook feed from chook yard $5 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 3 trees vandalized $22 Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales$10000 Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book$5000 Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay$20000 Coward at flickr deleted and ban me for ever from flickr Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis Gin Gin news agency stupid bitch ban me from putting up notices on their public free notice board (landlord related; did not want me to find somewhere else to live) ​ Wikipedia ban, by red head coward The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 Chrys vandalized $1 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 Kale seeds, my big stash with chaff, stolen 2019. In 2021, when I checked RETURNED, I suspect girl from US Netflix farmer ‘restashed’ me, chaff included (they were most definatly not there all 2020, as I purchased 2 other varieties –evil plan to make me appear crazy) so since they been in my seed cabinet, they may have stolen my prizewinning new pink celosia seed, they would have swapped them, so I can’t tell, have to wait and see bout that Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 Celosia argentea var cristata - Cockscomb SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers, little bee, hunny_bunny_mollys; Netflix uk flowerfight? Anna Avakimova – someone on ebay buys my seeds, whenever they steal my seeds, Sharon Millet at no 9 kooka park, Trigg Nursery, killed her plant I purchased from her as she sold me mislabelled one$150 Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 Clove essential oil $25 2 metal parfait spoons $10 Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 braided cotton candle wick $10 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 Unpicks $8 Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 1 reels of tape $4 Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 Good garden trowel $ Wooden dressmakers awl $12 Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal Back scratcher in the mail Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 More pink deformed celosia seed $50 Brick $5 2 more luffas $10 More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 Ibuprofen – ½ .80c Another pair secateurs returned (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 iPhone charger $25 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 Good pen with string on it $35 Beige sunglasses $35 Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment Floss, later returned Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer Tea tree oil stolen from pipette bottle, bedside table (I invariably have tea tree oil stolen over the years, and it’s like they steal it, use some, and then return what they didn’t use, or they just steal a little bit, like tip a quarter of the bottle out and leave the rest. It’s like they’re too tight to buy their own tea tree oil, and “share” mine, I really think the think they are sharing, and not stealing – talk about mentally retarded. Maybe they don’t know where it is in the supermarket? it’s readily available. It’s $8 a bottle. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what the fuck is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 Good Pen on a string for pattern making$20 Yogi marlons dvd for back pain 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen$80 I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS They steal my reminders, that is my daily outlook reminders, one time they stole my fornightly centerlink one My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park PH test kit from pool $50 Hoe (good old one) $50 Wifi camera x 2 $180 Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 Fedex stole $26 by saying my measurments were incorrect when they WERE NOT – I know they stole this money, they were copying the other courier in Bundaberg who stole $30 from me at checkout. The trend. Couriers: female thieving dogs. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen$50 Metal Boomerang from ute$70 ​ ​​ Another forced relocation to Sarina, QLD, 4737, and the thieving continues, and again with landlord / real estate harasment from yet another stupid blonde FUCK OFF guy at Reject Shop overcharged 75c, till said it was, so girls scanning wrong barcode when I enter thew shop – the follow me around the shop with their scanners trying to see what is on my list, usual common deliberate tactic Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 Blue fringe swimmers $50 Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 Metal whisk $20 Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by fucking idiots $10 The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, and geranium great balls of fire seed tray taken then returned with no seed – weird, the yummy pumpkin, also my good Pima cotton that I had been saving since Rangari – the extra super soft and super fine cotton – it was by chance ‘struck gold’ seed $200 Bra receipts stolen from my eBay and PayPal, Plus money seems to be on listed in Paypal whether it was stolen or not, I do not know, but I definitely purchased it. Stolen one of my cats chicken in a glass Tupperware container from fridge overnight?, also biscuits disappearing overnight, a few of my crockery suddenly had chips in them over night, eggs missing from the carton, and I found a sponge lying on the floor one time when I got back from posting letters. Locked unit?$15000 Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PCpossibly $25 Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT$30 Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS$30 Peter Holland re seeds resent – is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, fucking idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON Tagetes essential oil stolen$35 Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so)$10 Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen$15 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling$25 1 rolled frozen chicken breast$10 Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) +3 magnification black reading glasses$12 Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open$60 Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight$5 Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand -THIEVES I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer?$16 Glue by faulty glue at total tools mackay, I think that dumb accountant followed me around next time I went to Mackay, 2 mnths later$17 Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality Tail light broken – hit and run$45 Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them, ever. -? No point – pointless people. My entire GumTree folder from my outlook was deleted – I keep every transaction, listing and message – I told you those people are as dodgy as hell More meat from freezer? Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 Coles Mackay are stealing by not delivery essential goods that I paid for already on delivery day; so I have to order again and pay the $50 minimum, especially big problem ever since I have been here, 2 yrs now. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023$22 Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 2kg kangaroo mince, stolen 29th, stolen mitre 10 carpark or at the lights by someone on escooter. I reckon stolen by the dogs incahoots with the pet shop in mackay, due to the fact that I thought to myself what a bimbo their staff was, when they gave me incorrect information. Bimbo. I will not be retracting my thought. I cannot go to mackay anymore, they all just steal from me they placed carpet snake on my aircon$20+ Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 1 concession stamp $1.20 Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108$25 Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – FUCKING IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS.$350 Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central$55 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer$58 Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023$12 Apple – big thieves, they turn my iPad camera off when I go into town, so dogs next door can steal food out of my fridge. And Telstra has something to do with it, as often when I have called Telstra / apple / PayPal / ebay – I get the same girl – she is computer nerd DOG. She also has something to do with organising fake jobs providers; getting bullies from my past in life and inserting them in jobs provider positions to do my appointments. Nazis.$10000 I bet so far One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by fucking idiot dogs)$8 Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by fucking moron anti nature idiots Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm$35 M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervertSeptember 2023$5 Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen$65 All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen$200 ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN$70 ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones?$25 LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway$21 My Set of knitting Stitch Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 Boxfan photos stolen off PC$5 Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection$500 Another chicken breast was stolen$6 Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole more chicken too. FUCKING ATTENTION SEEKING IDIOTS Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer$12 Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one$10 Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute$25 Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? Red betta stolen from bucket outside-youtube guy did it ‘keepfishsimple’ – he asked dickhead neighbour to do it, so he did – so stupid plus neighbours at 108 harassing me re feeding fish – they thieves too My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stolen Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? Rosemary essential oil stolen from bedroom, NOV 2023 later returned near empty, neighbour Jackie is stealing them, I tried to report police 8/2/2024, police refused to record theft, her plates; 049HD6, PC photo stolen $30 Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet$200 Redbubble stealing from me in manner of no results in search of my name on their website$500 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin?$50 Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane warehouse Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods Woolworths are stealing if I leave my unit and click n collect, by sending in thugs to my unit when I am not here, then they do signs about it – they are Sarina thieves, all the staff at Sarina Woollies are thieves Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving cunt dogs from Bundaberg Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? Another frozen chicken taken when I went down to woollies to collect groceries, Mon 18th Dec, I suspect new neighbour Jackie, a skinny brunette with a child as partner, she works 7 days apparently then 7 days off, getting bored, these items were taken on her last day here, plus she spoke to me afterwards – dodgy dog - not a cheeky fun little girl you stupid neighbour old men. an evil dog. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the fucking bullshit I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident Amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email computer hackers hack my computer and break my mouse, so that I have to purchase another one - every 12 months they do it clock work (my new one was damaged and I had to resort back to the old one and hey presto, working fine. No brand, I buy small one, just says 3d optical mouse made in china, it comes in purple or browny centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too Netflix computer nerds/movie actors are stealing from me A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked$55 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings$50 Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way$200 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – cunt Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? Black poly elbow with thread at one end - they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit$4 Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) - cunts and IDIOTS (I think they are copying Bundaberg mental unit Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced - this was placed in my fridge then stolen 2 bottles my chicken stock? 1 glass air line joiner$5 Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr - wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process$460 Whole 1 kg pkt of Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed$30 Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 Daniel Saunders bluesharoom@yahoo.com.au a sabotager of my business, address; SE 8, 100 Melbourne Hill Road, Warrandyte Victoria 3113 aswell as Daniel Breves Ribeiro the faker ($200 short last year) RayWhite charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers Wooden dish drying rack$60 reported 9797954 Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera$25 Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts$15 Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time$40 Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli$10 After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes$55 Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges ​ little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? Gumtree theft; whenever I list something gets stolen; listed aquarium pebbles, and lotus stolen. My whole Gumtree folder in Outlook was stolen too. I suspect every single person who’s ever contacted me on gumtree is a thief, and they have figured out that they can be tracked via their Username and so they have deleted all my emails from outlook. ​ ​ New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest!) Had several items go missing but then turn up next day in the first 2 weeks, so maybe just lost from stress of relocating again? Coles stole shallot, and gave me onion instead – thinking I would not know the difference Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price, and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway$80 Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) Dogs still deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable at kmart and Drs waiting room – by making me wait excessive times. Plus they send in female dog who has fake laugh – maybe an app. Bully tactic. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? Organic apple 1.25kg frozen roo mince Another organic apple My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina$250 All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 4 home made wooden triangle hooks After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1”- Saturday, 13 July 2024 Australian tax office stealing by purchasing my 2nd hand goods on etsy; so tax is auto taken out, - as I do not have to pay tax on that sale; they spend the money just so I get screwed out of tax. STUPID, really stupid. $150 Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000,no refund apun request/tax lodgement Perverts at YouTube deleted my account Facebook fakers putting in fake posts of things I want on marketplace, then refusing me, aswell as businesses discriminating against me, ones run by women- little girls; bowen in sarina, Zomai Hourigan Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing(bidet and motor rotor) I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove Telstra, centerlink, bauer, dr’s, postoffice, all conspiring to tell me my phone is broken so I have to get another one and pay extra $135 – those dogs thought I underpaid for my original new phone, so co-conspired to force me to buy another one at extra cost, REAL narcissistic dogs. Telstra girl said her name was Catherine Jade – as if real name. Cba stealing weeks later on cc bakery transactions through fake surcharge $1.12, after investigation; stating insufficient proof, after I supplied it, plus no signature at bottom of letter, just ‘Payments Services Utility’ Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE ​Magnetic sewing guide, taken off my sewing machine (So many sewing items have been stolen from me over the years it's been quite bizarre, it's like anyone in my local area who can sew (aside from myself), must be a total thief. Literally hundreds of items taken from my sewing room I bet it's bloody stupid bimbo mothers) Staurogyne repens plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 Photos of unknown plant from next door removed from ipad-explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham ​black kmart scissors and silver serving spoon went into rubbish bag, I think, they missing ​sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOG, TRYING TO CONTROL ME RE MY DECISION TO DRIVE TO TOWN AT 7AM fuck off you stupid narcassisit ​ ​ ​ ​ 695 items and still counting So that's 695 items, my list to date, that I know about. (695+ incidents, so at $5000 per incident, thats $2,795,000.00 that those stupid dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00) So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted, retailers overcharging, Dr's receptionists overcharging.... heaps of female thieves, infact all women who I encounter are THIEVES, all of them, there so far, has been NO exception to that rule. 695 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $19000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT A FUCKING ARSEHOLE. I believe this is relate to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers. ​ The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as it pisses them off. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 696 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS) BITCHES. I want to portray exactly how angry I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so, by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it) . Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as I’ve now got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little patience. I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. ​ Ok, so now I will continue with my photo stories; ​ ​ Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women Sydney Australia Fashion House Bims: I went for a job interview here (Image Clothing/Howard Showers) and you wouldn’t believe what these bimbos did; before they got the person who was interviewing me: they got some stupid leech dog who was following me, (they allowed her) literally stalking me, across the city, I assume she must’ve been from Centrelink, (she was – a continuous problem, she had brown hair, freckles, kind of short), to interview me. They pretended she was the supervisor (what the?). This girl was nothing but a total pervert, she went through my whole resume and asked me 50 million questions most of them really quite personal, especially interested in money, she was offensive and invasive, and then after she’d finished, they passed me on to the ‘real’ person who was actually doing the interview, btw I got the job and worked there for 14 months. I have since left and have worked elsewhere. It is only in retrospect that I can see clearly what happened, and it is no wonder Image Clothing has closed. How dare they set up a fake interview with some stupid little leech dog that works at Centrelink - and most likely a thief. What a bunch of CUNTS. (One woman who worked there needs special mentioning, she was pregnant with brown hair, I can’t remember her name - brainless woman BRAINLESS.) -and no, not the 7mnth pregnant one downstairs that smoked – see, surrounded by fully dysfunctional people in the fashion industry). Actually, I want to mention a bit of a secret that went on there, I suspect it did in a lot of others to; the designers would travel over to Europe and or America each season to see what the latest fashion trends were, they would buy a whole large suitcase of clothing, come back and copy it all, perhaps they might change a colour or a button or something. But it was really a bit of a scam in my opinion, as a young designer. It was basically about having a shopping holiday for the designers, and you know their own ‘personal lifestyle’. So not only did the designers in this company have the cushiest job, and the easiest job, but they got paid the most. This whole structure just didn’t make any sense to me, it still doesn’t - although I think it basically goes back to oppression in Australia, not thinking that they’re good enough to do it themselves, and not being encouraged in schools. I know in my public-school education there was certainly no encouragement for creativity or design, in fact it was kind of looked down upon. And a fear of being creative and different was instilled. However, the designers in that company were all from overseas anyway, perhaps a Tall Poppy thing, but really, Australian education does not prepare one, for those kind of roles, it’s like, there is a pre-existing social structure, and a typical girl from Australia is not going to be even considered for a ‘money’ job. Actually, I recommend not working in the fashion industry. Women in the fashion industry are uncouth bitches anyway, private school does not prepare you for such a world. I did wonder in retrospect at my parents encouraging me to go into the fashion industry, when they just spent all that money on a private school education, and people that work in the fashion industry and notoriously the lowest paid females, not only in Australia, but in the world. It just doesn’t make any sense at all. Having said that, I feel you could be successful in the fashion world, as in your own business, if you have a mentor. Someone from the industry who is very familiar with how things work - the rag trade has a certain way of working and a young graduate is clueless about how it works. One would need connections in China too. I want to mention, also, I worked in a different fashion company, Gazelle near Botany Bay, there was a ‘mousy’ girl there who was my assistant for about 3 days. One day she gave me a lift when I had car service and she charged me $2, she was very odd and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole some mambo labels in a very sneaky bimbo way, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her several times working has a checkout chick in shops that have stolen from me in Gunnedah, either at checkout by putting items through twice or pickpocketing from my bag, plus my 10 white 500ml coffee cups were stolen by someone in the fashion industry, and it’s possibly her? High bimbo dysfunction, can’t remember her name unfortunately. I think she followed me up here in Queensland too, but since I’ve written about her in this image story. I’m pretty sure she’s gone, can’t say for certain but just a feeling. One of the fashion houses I worked at was Discovery Clothing, the girls were very curious about me when I started, they were not quite bitchy, but certainly wary, threatened and a little hostile, but the main aim was to find out how much money I earned. When I told them (that’s the kind of frank and honest person I am, btw - way too naive in my 20’s) and it was relatively low, like minimum wage, more or less, around $22000/year) So then suddenly all the girls relaxed and were nice to me -so it seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, they are nice and respectful to you. Can you see how ridiculous women are? How stupid they are? How LITTLE they are? By the way, also that company, the women in charge of payroll, didn’t pay me the first week I was there, when I asked, she said they will pay me 2 weeks, next week. But after 2 weeks, still no pay-packet, I went and asked, oh, they forgot, next week they pay. So, this went on until after one month and they finally paid me, but they only paid me for one week, and they said when I leave, they’ll pay me that additional 3 weeks’ pay. I would just like to say a big FUCK those accountant girls, they are thieves, I hope they get cancer and die. I would also like to add, management was snobby and unapproachably bitchy, and I would say most definatly knew the little game the payroll girls were doing– fuck all of them. By some miracle, that company is still in business, I guess since they actually paid, more than some fashion houses…. Here is a good spot to literally talk about the meaning of fashion; if you’re a woman in her late 40s and no longer slim trim like a woman in her 20’s, good luck trying to purchase clothes from those big clothing manufacturers; it’s impossible, it’s like they stopped at size 16, so if you’re an 18, forget about it. It has occurred to me and why they did this, and is because young women who are skinny, size 8, 10, 12, 14 and 16, are the only women stupid enough to buy fashions each season, so the retailers take advantage of their naive shopping habits, and make money from them. They don’t make enough money from sensible women who are happy to have the same T-shirt for three or four seasons or whatever. 20 years. Anyway, back to the point of this photo story, and that is LEECHES who follow me around, with my clear example at Image job interview. These leeches have been following me and stealing from me for over 20yrs. How totally inadequate are the Australian Police, how inadequate is Australia? Is this what they do in other countries?? I really want to know, are there leeches who follow single people around all the time in England and America?? What about Vanuatu? I have complained so many times, so many times they did nothing, I had to literally take matters into my own hands; get a camera, take photos of these stupid bimbos and put them up on social media, and name names – it is the only way they will stop – %&$$& little cowards. Leeches: non-thinking DOG people who latch on to me, because they have no brain to speak of, and will chase, attack and will not stop until target is dead. Just like a dog chasing a smaller creature, same thing, they are animals. Leeches is probably the best word to describe them, sucking my blood, wanting to know EVERYTHING about me, stealing my ideas, doing the opposite of what I was thinking in a rebellious manner too - there are some women, especially in the fashion industry, particularly from Bonds, who later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) {as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT} Anyway, so those bitchy insecure women try to come up with plans/ways to make it look like, it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, (they go to great lengths) that they have a lot of people fooled. (Hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, fucked government. I really do recommend NOT having kids. BTW, what happened at Image as I explained was probably not the worst thing that happened while I was there. I was put on a salary ($20 more each week than the minimum wage) then expected to work 12hrs overtime every week, with no overtime pay (50hr working week) and work the occasional Saturday without pay - which IS NOT ACCEPTABLE WORKING CONDITIONS - and yes, I do know about what goes on in India (they try and make you feel guilty to get you to work harder. {Actually, I have to mention a despicable thing that goes on in India, is those trashy Indian mothers have kids, for the soul point of getting them to work for them; be their slave so to speak as soon as they can walk, it is bad there, so I saw on the ABC}). Anyway, the owner of that company Image, was Allen Green. But all the people involved will be in major karmic dept. (I left the fashion Industry shortly later and became a nanny - better money! Seriously, I had 2 full time nanny jobs for about 12mnths, that both paid better than my fashion industry wage, plus no stress there, no stupid bitchy colleagues either) I have to say, looking back, what an absolute waste of my time and energy working at that company. And perhaps, better off being unemployed than being used in this manner. Although I did get a good insight into the way the fashion industry in Australia works, back then the sewing piece work, was still done in Sydney. And after that nanny experience, it was confirmed, that my feelings about the fact that I did not want kids, was set, I really do not want kids, and from witnessing those parents and families, I was assured I was not going to be missing out on anything, quite the contrary. Also, I feel not having anywhere to live while I was working down in Sydney, as in my own home, in my own community, a place where I felt I belonged - was probably the number one detriment and the reason why I didn’t last in Sydney for longer than 10 years. (I guess aside from the LEECHES. I mean, what, do they see a single woman on her own and immediately just start following her? Do they have a brain at all? As that one at Image was not the only one, there was heaps). Anyway, I’m not quite sure why this connection hasn’t been made in society. And why people think it’s acceptable to send young girls off into the city to rent and think that it will just work out - maybe it does work out for other girls, but from where I stand looking, there’s no chance it would or would’ve worked out for me. ​ IT IS NOT OK TO FOLLOW ME AROUND YOU STUPID BIMBOS ​ I mean maybe there is a large sector of the community that think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and normal? There seems to be so many people who do this, female especially, I can only assume that they do think it is normal behaviour. Well guess what – ITS NOT. There is no invitation to follow, stalk, harass me, never was, never will be. So, unless I actually invite you to follow me verbally or written, then DON’ T DO IT. Incase you have not noticed from this Blog I love being on my own, I relish the peace and quiet. I seem to be different than most other people in this respect, they seem to think being around other people is a good thing – well I do not think so, and I know it must be hard for people with big heads to grasp this; but I do not want your company. 2nd image: School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one At the boarding school I went to, there was no tolerance for stealing. In my year, there was one girl caught stealing, and she was expelled immediately. I am going to put that story here; It was year 8, or maybe 9? (1988?) We were away on a school excursion for a few days, I can’t actually remember all the details. But in retrospect, I believe the trip was because some of the house mistress’s knew that’s some girls who attended, came from families who did not have typical “family life”, and so they wanted to give those girls, in particular, and everyone I guess, a sense of a family holiday, and joy. {I found later, people from public schools, have preconceived ideas about the type of person that goes to a private school, they are usually completely wrong, and that above, should give one a little insight to the varied and different kinds of people and reasons, that kids attend a private boarding school}. So, anyway, they can’t really justify taking girls on a holiday during term! so I recall we did ‘cultural’ things, like an art gallery. I really can’t remember most of it, I guess because it was fun! But, one day, one of the girls stole another girls necklace, I think it was a necklace, and somehow the chaperone knew who stole it, (guess who, Miss Goldman infact - messing in our lives the whole time we were there). Anyway, that particular girl was expelled immediately and sent back to her parents right then and there on our trip. I feel, as a result of this zero policy, that was why there was hardly any theft at all, at that school. Zero policy. But I would like to add further to that story, how did they know who stole it? Did they get a confession? I mean that particular girl who was expelled, if I recall, I don’t think she was well liked, so maybe someone knew how to manipulate the situation, to get rid of her. The sinister nature of women, and little girls, is becoming more known, the older I get. Although possibly that girl had to come up with something extreme, so as to get herself out of the negative situation, she was suddenly in? knowing full well the consequences “oh well if I have to leave….” I suspect now, as a woman nearing 50, I think there’s like a whole network of older NEGS girls who try to act as big brother (big sister), they’re really like interfering, and are often not very nice. I believe it’s come about because a lot of the girls that went there, had family who didn’t really give a shit about them, and so those girls latch on to the school community with extreme ardour, and still do when they’re older. I believe this was encouraged repeatedly at school assemblies by Anna Abbot later the school principal “The School Family”. So, here is another theft story, with a girl who never got caught. She never got caught because her victims were not other school girls, they were retailers. There was one disgraceful girl at school, {NEGS}, who I’m pretty sure, would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars from the little shop across the road. And one time we were shopping in Tamworth on a Saturday morning outing, and I didn’t know it at the time, but I was used as a distraction while she stole from the shop. It’s unfortunate how you can only see things in retrospect later after the event has happened. And I only went out shopping with her twice, and on both occasions, I inadvertently saw her shoplift. I believed she used other girls in this manner too. That girl really needed to be held accountable at the time, right there and then at that age, is exactly when she needed to be scolded and reprimanded, and she needed to be scolded by me, her peer since obviously her parents were failures. She really needed a good yelling, to point out to her how unacceptable, unfair and wrong her behaviour was. So, while I didn’t even know what was going on at the time, and so a part of me doesn’t feel responsible for this girl, but another part of me does, it’s like, my fault that I didn’t reprimand her at the perfect time in her life when she fully needed to be kept in check, because certainly at a boarding school, nobody else is going to do it, - not all girls had house mistress’s who were OBSESSED with them, and because I was not fully awake (sleepy beauty) I didn’t, and she most likely has gone on to steal more and more, and used other girls in the same despicable way. I think she may have even turned another good girl, Ally White, into a bad thieving companion friend. She continued to do it because she’s always gotten away with it, she probably still continues to do it today, 30 years later. What a hopeless mother she must’ve had. I was not going to name her, as she was a child when I saw her, but I strongly suspect she is one of the girls (dogs) that has been stealing from me at checkout - she is friends with everyone, people like her (often a common thing amongst ‘badies’ – they know how to play the game, and be popular) her initials are CC, but I believe she is married now to some rich guy (?). She should be severely fined. WE ARE NOT FRIENDS – I would never be friends with a shoplifter. (That girl or someone who looks like her was at my local Mitre 10 trying to overcharge me – in 2022). Here is a good spot to mention this story: in year 7, in the first term, all parents are required to drop their girls off, then leave and not communicate with the girls at all for that month, or was it the whole term? I can’t remember now!! But this was the tradition, to teach the child that their new home, their new family, their new connections, are at the school now. Their ties to their parents are well and truly broken. I recall 3 weeks before that first term ended, my bag was packed ready to go home for school holidays. No one else had packed yet. It was basically because I didn’t like the school. Ripped out of my family unit like that, how could anyone. But it’s not like I really complained or told anyone my personal feelings; I was perceived as a happy normal healthy, child who had made some friends already too. You know, I don’t think even I fully knew my feelings, we were always kept so busy – and then there was horse riding…… ​ Looking back, I am not sure what my parents were thinking really. I can only assume mum thought someone else would take over all; caring, nurturing, responsible, loving duties, in order to continue the raising of a child. OMG - she was nuts! Possibly delusional, as if that is going to happen with someone else’s child. Such wishful thinking. That school is a business, it is run to make a profit and to provide a number of woman in the Armidale community a good income and a certain ‘status’. It is an institute. Throughout the 6 years, in fact, looking back, if there was ever an opportunity to do an activity outside the school, no matter what it was, I would put my name down to do it! I found myself sometimes in some strange situations, like once I was singing as a part of an Armidale Community choir, (I really have the worst voice in the world, just ask the girl standing next to me, Kate Bodlander!! J) Oh, that reminds me of another story that seems to be missing, I was actually kicked out of choir in primary school, all the kids with bad voices were sent to a room, and gets this, to sing songs! Mmmm, yeah, that makes sense. That was Gunnedah primary school – such bad standards – Teachers with NO common-sense at all). Anyway, strange situations; I guess, that’s why I did rowing. And there was that time where I helped the school principals husband, Dr Gross, do his cemetery research at a cemetery in Glen Innes! There were probably quite a few other things but I can’t remember them! I really do have natural instinct to “ To make lemonade out of lemons”. I put that down to a loving family environment, and mums “Life Be In It“ attitude!! But really had a quiet loathing of that school, and that is even before the other cruel things that happened there came to light. A bunch of girls all living together – as if that is going to work. DER FRED. ​ I’m going to share another little story, even though it’s a little embarrassing for myself. When I was about the age of 3yrs, still young enough that family and friends, when they saw you would come along and pick you up and go weeeee, and twirl you around in the air. So, we were at this party and my young cousin and I had been relegated to the attic space to play. In amongst the owner’s gym equipment, there was a big glass jar full of shiny coins. I wasn’t old enough to grasp the concept of money but when I saw those pretty shiny copper and silver coins, I just had to have them, they were irresistible, so I stuffed as many as I could in my pockets and sleeves. A little bit later when we were downstairs ready to leave the owner saw me, he came over to me picked me up to say goodbye, he twirled me around, and went weeeeee, and guess what, all the shiny coins fell out onto the kitchen floor! Everyone was standing around, I was completely embarrassed, as immediately I knew I done something completely wrong, because they weren’t my coins, and even though nobody said anything implying that I had stolen them, everyone knew that I had, or at least the owner certainly did, he must have. I was so humiliated and embarrassed that I’ve never stolen anything since. (of course, later and now, not for embarrassment reasons, (in case you haven’t noticed, I pretty much don’t give a dam what people think of me) it is just so wrong to take something that does not belong to you, not only on a moral standpoint, but on a spiritual level). I had a mother who knew how to raise a child who doesn’t steal; I remember being very young and I was standing in the shopping trolley cart as mum was taking us around the supermarket, and we got up to the baking aisle, my favourite aisle, (even as a young four-year-old or so J), I decided that we should get some food colouring, so I got a red one of the shelf and put it in my big front pocket of my new home made apron, instead of in the trolley, not really thinking, but glad to use my big pocket - certainly not meaning to shoplift it. But we both forgot about it by the time we got to checkout, and on the way home, mum noticed that the red food colouring had leaked all in the big pocket of my apron, and she said this is exactly why; it’s because we forgot to put it through the checkout - bad things happened to those girls who steal, a sign from God! I still believe her, and this is part of the reason for my Blog - so many stupid women with hopeless mothers who steal from me - SAVE YOURSELF SOME PROBLEMS AND STOP STEALING. ​ No photos of the next one, no camera back then! Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan One time when I drove down to Sydney, I was doing a course for a part of my job’s provider thing at GJS Group, Revesby (Screen Printing course). Since I had time to spare, I stopped off at The Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan, and had a look around – huge, and not yet very impressive, it was still too young then, plus staff there persecute single ladies that attend on their own. The guy at entrance was just plain rude, plus he followed me around in his work Ute (the place is huge). It amazes me how people can’t handle a woman on her own; get a grip and deal with it Australian simpletons - they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons? bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) While I was there, I also had some weird girl following me around (? – actually that happens a lot wherever I go, I call them DOGS) and also some devious looking skinny goth guys with black hair that were all dressed in black (BOYS IN BLACK) and seemed to be ‘angry’ about something (?) and certainly not the kind of people you would expect to see at a botanical Gardens, they didn’t even venture into the gardens; they were lurking around the carpark near my (black) car (they probably can’t handle women who drive black cars either). Later that day I got really sick with Flue, and I believe one of those guys broke into my car and spat in my food that was just sitting on my front seat in my car. (I believe they made a changed movie about it; Men in Black with Will Smith. The real story is what unfurled that day in the gardens. Will Smith, who then later, much later, did signs clearly stating he was going to help the blondie steal from me, I assume he was talking about my landlord, and, yes, this is what they do, certain people with way too much money and time on their hands, and influence over other people - play sides. They gang up on someone their ‘victim’, and they do despicable things, and since I am single, I am their perfect target - this was the reason why I had planes flying over my house spraying toxic poisons, this is the reason I have so many people stealing from me, THIS IS THE REASON THAT one of my water bottles was contaminated with urine, this is the reason why any meat I purchase from Woolworths is spoilt, this is the reason why my garden was stolen from me. It’s because of idiots in the movie industry, MORONS Well, I definitely have to mention, there are many many really nice super ones in the television/ movie industry too. Actually, now is a good time to mention this: there is currently some stupid bimbo in the TV/Movie world who is on a rampage and personal bimbo mission to do the opposite of what they’ve done in the past, so if they have been nice in the past (helpful) then they’ll do something disrespectful, like steal from me. Or if they did something nasty to me in the past like those fuckhead boys in black, then they’ll do something ‘nice’, their definition of ‘nice’ is usually putting on a good movie, and so the whole of Australia ‘wins’, which is why there’s a reason for treating me disrespectfully, so they can watch good movies. (I suspect this is also the reason why they stole my Celosia flower seeds BIMBOS) It is a game for bimbos, but like how I got rid of Heath Barwick and Cathy Goldman, I will get rid of stupid bimbos in TV/Movie world – actually, by just writing about what they do here, has so far pretty much been key. Not sure why, I can only assume they are coward bullies who thinks no one can see what they do (nuisance trucks still have not stopped) (Twice I got sick when I have travelled, and I have only travelled twice in the last 30yrs – not a coincidence – evil is prevalent in Australia) Australians are really backwards. WHO exactly is the STUPID RETARD responsible for those people harassing me like that? WHO! COWARD Persecution. I believe it may have been Centrelink related, stupid bimbo nazi dogs that work for Centrelink, who were following me to see what I was doing. All involved (if it were up to me) would be severely fined. See, I told you, truly persecuted all my adult life, just for being single (I AM NEVER GETTING MARRIED YOU IDIOTS deal with it). But this incidence has really affected my whole outlook on life, I no longer can go to Botanical gardens – or ones that I can’t stay in my car at, and I love gardens. I want compensation. BTW, since I wrote this and asked WHO, the next day I received a strange email with a list of about 10 names, but when I went to find that email again, ofcourse it was deleted, and the only name I remember was Nick Cave, but there were also male politicians names mentioned, so I am not sure if some girl was sending me a joke, as I know it is mostly women who harrass me, and not politicians. Plus I did see 2 older women acting suspiciously, who I would say would be more likely responsible, 1 in the gardens, near the swings, and one at the hotel the next morning. ​ Got carcam shot at next Botanical experience: Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 25yrs later, a second attempt at a Botanical Garden - another example of persecution DOGS FOLLOWING ME AROUND, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Try not to jump to crazy conclusions as you read this, infact you may have to read my whole blog before you can understand it and realize what’s going on. And writing about it, is combating these tormentors, this is my aim here. Persecutory Dog hiding as I drive by, so I do not see her properly and get her/him on camera - this is one of the dogs that follows me around wherever I go, waiting for “fuel” I told you – I literally get followed around wherever I go, and have done so for the past 30yrs. So, I know exactly what they are like, they are extremely predictable if you can see them (most people cannot). This time she was waiting for me to take something out of the botanical garden, like seeds/foliage or duck weed, - but since I did not, she does NOT get a shiny new car, she only gets that bomb you see. Piss off. Get a real job you stupid greedy bitch (half those people seem to want to kill me, the other half seem to want to torture me into perfection I DO NOT STEAL – EVER! Those people do not need fuel, they are haters, and will find ANY excuse to persecute, like how I mentioned before, “well she did not smile at the checkout chick, or say hello to some complete stranger on the street” – it is persecutory game for rich people and or board housewives, (how should I know how they find these people?) and they work in the TV industry too, I mentioned before in my ‘banned google reviews’ about that blonde old woman from Tessuti fabrics who was harassing me, she later appeared on ABC TV harassing me when I had a bath (as in I should not have a bath as there is not enough water. FUCK, what business is it of yours if I have a bath or not, you do not get to decide I how I use my tank water you stupid stupid stupid little dog, fuck off). Anyway, back to this particular day - SO, this does not mean whenever a girl drives past me and beeps in a shiny new car, that I have stolen something, it’s the opposite, meaning the shopkeeper/sales girl has stolen from me in the form usually of overcharging at checkout. Also, I should mention, while I have these types of Persecutory Dogs, it means I do NOT have other types of zombie bimbos harassing me at that place, some kind of weird ‘trade off’ – way out of my control. If you read my “Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan” or my Petersham photo story, you’ll see my usual typical problem I have in public spaces. At these Gladstone gardens, whilst I could not walk around due to my Collapsed Arch, I did get out of the car to eat, and I was not harassed that whole time (except there was heavy machinery work going on nearby). I think they may work in the radio industry too, as I have persecutory truck drivers that drive past my house and beep their horn, especially on Sunday mornings – radio related, they stealing something, not sure what. Possible stories from my blog? They are idiots. If you have something to say to me, then bloody say it to my face – DON’T BE SUCH A COWARD. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s was because I had a charcoal Daewoo hatchback, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse, as in cat and mouse games. I truly am living on a planet filled with idiots and morons. Also, I sense they feel they are doing a ’public service’ as in being righteous and helpful, they can’t see that they are being predatory, controlling, invasive and nazi unwanted. ​ 15. Next image is of a sword yielding school teacher; Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Public School Teachers - (if your child is small and shy, he/she will be victimized by teachers, it is a given, moth to flame situation, powertrippers can’t help themselves, teach your child to be outspoken in preparation for school) This is how they teach at Gunnedah public school: (Public school tactics) the teacher will find someone in the classroom, usually the smallest kid in the class, often female, and pick on them. Every time they get a question wrong, they will humiliate them and make a big deal over the issue in front of the whole class, and often too, the teacher will go to lengths to set the child up to fail, asking questions they know the child will not know, and then chastise. The teacher will do it over and over again all year long. They do it for the sole purpose of scaring all the other kids (mostly the boys because they’re so bloody lazy) in the class to do their work, otherwise they will be humiliated like this child (otherwise known as the ‘Whipping Boy’ – this happened to me in grade 4 by teacher Debbie Croft at Gunnedah Primary School, scarred for life, (also, with this teacher it is a little complicated, as she was completely stupid, so thus was manipulated by the little boys in the class, BTW, if those boys get away with that; then when they are adults and much stronger, they do all sort of extremely passive wicked things to women and children) Teachers think there so smart, got all the kids figured out, but they don’t. They don’t take into account unseen things like a child’s ‘will’ and how they can bring their intention to fruition. Also I suspect, actually, I know one of the reasons why she enjoyed humiliating me so much, aside from her ego power trip, was because I had a happy childhood, and very healthy - my mother knew how to raise a child, she stimulated and taught us before we started school, so I was self-assured, and smart, in my own way (I was still pretty hopeless at maths due to my previous school) But it was this self-assurance that she didn’t like, particularly because, (1) she could see my clever mothers influence, and (2) I was hopeless at maths, and (3) I was also hopeless at Gym, and she taught at the local gym centre, and (4) I wasn’t one of the cutesy types. It’s a case of “how dare she be so happy and confident” (like to point out, I was not an outspoken type who would annoy the teacher with attention seeking antics. I was quietly assured.) This teacher had an issue with little girls who aren’t cute, cutypie, cutsie, yet still confident - and this was another reason why she chose me as her whipping girl - this particular teacher, and I am sure there would be many more, particularly female, who would note this appearance factor about a child, and won’t let that child ‘shine’ -they will favour and empower the pretty little girls, and be quite passively malicious to the not so cute girls, insinuating that a plain girl is not as “worthy’ as the cute little girl. If you note, with some teachers, like this one, the marks for those girls who aren’t “gorgeous” looking will be lower than those that are considered pretty. I can’t believe no one has noticed this and done anything about it. Department of education; you’re a bunch of bitchy little girls who are asleep at the wheel. YOU HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT TO TEACHERS IN THEIR UNI COURSE. Also, whilst teachers do this, some of the smarter little girls in the class pay full attention to this passive social dysfunctional norm. And there were some little girls in that classroom that I have later had experience with as an adult and a whole “you’re not worthy” issue. It is because of that stupid bloody teacher and ones just like her. I need to point out, there are others, many, that could not see what was going on, and who weren’t the chosen “whipping girl” and saw Debbie Croft in a “golden light” they have no idea what she’s really like, in fact I think at one point, later after she retired, she was awarded some sort of teaching award by the Australian Government. You can imagine how that outraged me. She should not have been a teacher, or around kids. She did not have any kids of her own. I feel Debbie Croft may have experienced this when she was a child, and has passed it on to the next generation, due to the total ‘unawareness’ mind set, of that generation. I believe that generation came from a generation where the cane was frequently used, and ‘misused’ by powertrippers. Religious schools were particularly hideous when it came to psychological abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse. My uncle has told me some grave stories indeed. I only wonder why it has taken, (is taking) so long to get this part of people’s lives RIGHT You have to talk about it. The silver lining; a BIG thankyou to Debbie Croft, as she has enabled me to be one of those girls who is NOT the ‘teacher’s pet’ type, and has NOT that ‘need to please‘ that a lot of women suffer from. Also, because of her, whenever I speak now, I say what I think rather than what I think the other person wants to hear. I find now, a lot of adults when speaking to me, say what they think I want to hear, they lie, it is 2nd nature to them. Which is silly. It is a plus in life, saying what you think, it leads in the end to personal happiness. People who were humiliated as kids, grow up to not give a shit about what people think about them. So, it’s a huge plus being free to do as you please rather than concerning yourself and restricting your actions because of what other people might think. (Good thing for you I am not an axe murderer). BTW, that teacher left in 3rd term to travel and we had a substitute teacher – another example of Gods hand stepping in (finally). And I should mention this teacher may have had a problem with me because of an incident that happened with another teacher at Limbri School, when I was five. So, I had a distinct distrust for teachers - and I believe she picked up on this fact and resented me deeply for it, as she wanted to be worshipped by the young girls – a lot of adult females who take a jobs around children, suffer from that inflection of wanting to be worshipped by the young girls – in my experience. (Unmarried women should NOT be allowed in the classroom – I believe they are putting in teacher aids now, well that’s something I guess, but, this teacher used to co-conspire with 2 of her colleagues (Tydd (single) and Hill (married) ) to come up with ways to humiliate me, not kidding, staff meetings on humiliation tactics, I have a few other stories, but I will leave them out) Actually, there were some other few bad things that happened that year, my sister almost died in a choking incident, it was horrendous. Later at the Christmas party, I choked on a lolly in the classroom. I was also sexually assaulted in Wolseley Park by one of the boys from the B class in our year. And I believe it’s all related to Debbie Croft, ‘willing’ misfortune, because she was single. Like I, who am single; I have dogs that follow me around everywhere I go. I have people who drive trucks who follow me around – total socially retarded types. So, as I do, so did Debbie Croft, and it’s these entities that also wreak havoc, but I am aware of them, she would not have been. {Btw, this whole awareness thing, that has taken off recently, particularly amongst women, is partly, and inadvertently because of me; other girls who do not want me to ‘win’, so to ‘win’ you have to pay attention (whole other story, and thank you Emily! 😁). As people have heard about my choking stories, other choking stories, come to light about their kids choking, and when you stand back and look at the big picture, it’s truly like there is some sort of evil unseen entity going around choking children. So, I’m not really sure if that’s true, or maybe children just need to learn how to eat properly, and not move about whilst eating. Watching my cat, I know she never walks around eating, so I’d say that’s possibly more the problem, but you never know. J I want to mention 2 other wicked things that teachers do, the first one is someone else’s story; the teacher started picking on a kid who was fat, just a little, but the other kids picked up on the ‘tone’, and so then started bullying the kid too. The teacher set the ‘bar’ so to speak, as before that, the kid was totally accepted for his size, by all the other innocent 6yrs old. And; some teachers handicap kids -the smart ones, ones that are good at sport, they handicap them so the ones that never win, can have a chance of winning. I feel this is really disgraceful. Handicapping someone who is fully capable- has dire implications that is far-reaching into that child’s future. I was too young to fully remember one of the examples that I’d like to tell you but they definitely did it. It also teaches kids, it is OK to handicap someone (I was later handicapped in my left foot by a deliberate act - my boots were deliberately made faulty to cause Collapsed Arch - unable to walk/exercise for 5yrs now, age 48) (my garden was amazing, you silly little jealous twits) And along the same lines as my ‘gold star dog’ theory, if you’re familiar with that; Teachers brainwash kids into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. (CBA staff do it big time in the banking world too) They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid and brain washed by ridiculous primary school teachers. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off the most. So, they ‘handicap’ other people who are winning in life, they copy the teachers. {old men do it too, ones that hate women, you know those men from the 80’s} People handicap other people, in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but ridicule and gossip, is biggest way amongst women. Btw, my mother at the time knew something was wrong at school, she didn’t know what, she didn’t know how to approach the issue at my school, she couldn’t approach the school, let alone stand up to teachers. Women, mothers, weren’t empowered to do such things back then. Also, the school system was very ‘anti-parents’ at the time - as in ‘we are the teachers and we know best, so stay out of it’ – they are so cocky and arrogant from all that power tripping and lording over kids. I’m not sure if it is still that way, I suspect so. The only way she knew how to deal with the problem was to become involved with the school, and she became the school secretary, the rest of my schooling was changed for the better after this happened. But my mother played a big role in my education as she noticed, along with this incident, and another incident that happened when I was 5 at Limbri school, I had issues with listening to teachers, and she help me greatly especially with reading, spelling and homework in general, lucky for me she had a private school education. {BTW, we were tested at age 5 for IQ, I scored extremely well, my parents thought I was some sort of genius! (such wishful thinking, I think!), but apparently due to that fucked power tripping teacher, I developed a FUCK YOU attitude when it came to learning} So, my mum, truly, mother of the year. She is worth mentioning as I suspect, like me, she too probably had dogs trying to ‘discredit’ her at every turn, and she runs rings around most other mothers/teachers. I later found a letter after mum died, in the family filing cabinet, it was a letter of thankyou from Miss Tydd the teacher and then the whole class, I will put it here and here is original: ​ To Mrs Bieman, Thankyou for your help during the year. Miss Tydd, and Tina Brooks Angela Xidas Christina Kilpatrick Stewart Brady Grant Worboys Anne Horwood Rachel Davis Daryl Clark Hayley Barling Ian Hausfeld Peter Schofield Tania Gold Carmen Scully Susan Pryor Darryl Gray Emily Bieman Jason Brydon Carl Doring Elizabeth Donnelly Kirrily Clark Leigh Lamey Nigel Green Rebecca Evans Fiona Pine Melinda Underwood Karen Birchall Andrew Breckenridge Mandy Withers Trudy Cully Lachlan Heywood Simon Parkes ​ It was so amazing when I found this letter, it was like 30 years since I've spoken to any of these kids, and reading through their names, I can picture every single one of their faces, and I can remember each person - some of them are a little vague, but I can still remember them. And 3 of them; Christina, Fiona and Melinda, went on to the same school as me for secondary education. Mandy was the one who saved me for when I was choking and went on to become a nurse. Angela was my best friend at primary school, but we kind of lost touch after we went to separate secondary schools. I remember Jason was a total flirt. he loved women, wonder if he still does or if the reality of the world has sunk into him as well! J I have no idea what any of them are doing now, but it would be interesting to know. They were all a bunch of really good kids, no thieves amongst them. Although Angela later warned me, to stay clear of Simon Parkes, he is a definite bad ass ! ​ BTW, teachers are amongst the top 2 paid female professions in Australia. And I personally believe this is the case, because they winge and moan, so the government gives them more (they are teachers, they can come up with tactics to get more money) But, they winge and moan, not because they think they really deserve more - they winge and moan to try to validate their bad teaching behavior, and all their social discriminations, social dysfunctions, that public school teachers have inflicted onto the next generation of sweet innocent kids, - ruining them. A lot of teachers I’ve encountered are in it purely for the money and the power tripping. They’re not in it to depart knowledge, wisdom, information, or education. If given a choice between working as a teacher or staying at home doing what they please, most would take the latter option. But of course our society dictates we need to make money, so this is an easy profession for a lot of women. This is what the real-world dictates and I know if I had kids, I certainly won’t be sending them off to school on their own at age 5 -would you send your five-year-old off into the real world? that’s what you do when you send them to school - with teachers from all sorts of backgrounds with all sorts of motives. It’s not like a school is some sort of magic environment where everything is wonderful and perfect and your child can have the best chance of life possible, and I’m only talking about the teachers here, don’t get me started on playground antics. I want to add Debbie Croft is the same teacher who had a bee in her bonnet about teaching the whole class ‘big words’. And so one holidays, my cousin Sebastian and I, were having a fierce spelling competition, and ofcourse I whipped his butt, but it was grandma who couldn’t handle the fact that I, a mere girl, beat him, (precious Sebastian who was going to be a lawyer when he grew up). She was so upset she stormed off to the kitchen and smashed her glass into the sink. Sneaky Sebastian…. possible sore loser…. ​ ​ ​ 16. No image on this one; Everybody needs to read this – Harassment Laws I have been harassed so much in my life, and the stupid bimbos doing it, would not even know about the legality of what they are doing. Such is the nature of stupid women in Australia. IT IS ILLEGAL TO HARRASS SOMEONE HERE IN AUSTRALIA This is taken from SAFEWORK.NSW.GOV.AU (but they keep changing their wording slightly), also a lot of gov website describe Harassment as something only associated with sex or race, but IT IS NOT, it applies to any situation, inregards as to what you are being harassed for. All my neighbours need to read this, aswell as my landlord, plus Australian politicians, TV network industry and old men. It seems most people I encounter needs to read this. (Can you see why I often feel like I am surrounded by morons?) ​ HARASSMENT ​ What is harassment? Harassment is verbal or physical behaviour which is unwanted and unwelcomed. Verbal harassment may include: Repeated suggestive comments; Jokes or insulting remarks; or Persistent personal invitations or requests. Physical harassment may include: Deliberate physical contact; Persistent staring or rude gestures; Displaying sexually graphic or offensive material; or Destruction of personal belongings. How do you deal with harassment? Don't ignore it! Do something to let the person know that you object to their behaviour, and that you do not want it repeated. See your teacher, or another senior officer on the Campus, and discuss the matter. Harassment and the Law Harassment has been made unlawful by the NSW Anti-Discrimination Act (1977), on the grounds of: Gender; Race; Marital status; Physical, intellectual or psychiatric disability; Sexual preference; or Age. ​ ​ Next photo across above, shows my family with our cousins, the Bones; Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids (endeavouring to rid myself and other victims from bullies) btw, I did temp nanny work briefly, I worked for many families, and I would say out of all of them, only 1 mother really knew what her kids were like! The others just saw what they wanted their kids to be like! Talk about family budget. Teach about the value of money, give them an allowance and use it to discipline (more effective than spanking, or grounding, and do not use FEAR. ‘Free reign’ goes a long way, don’t keep your kids on a leash, then you’ll see, they will be able to make the correct responsible decisions, and won’t need to act rebellious). It takes skill to be a parent. Teach them not to steal. How to save for what they want. Not to be jealous of others; stick to their own plans/goals, not be concerned about other people‘s business. Make sure you can provide at least a deposit for their own home at 18. Choose friends wisely, but don’t be rude. Be involved with child’s homework and generally keep tabs on what they’re doing and making sure that they’re understanding everything as they go along each year (preferably home-school them but not all parents are that savvy!) You have to answer all their questions! Ensures by the time their child is ready to leave the family home, has at least 4 or 5 tasty healthy dishes up their sleeve. Knows how to iron their own clothes, clean own space, and clean up after themselves in any situation, without being told. Encourage the child to find, then do what interests them. But push them into something if they can’t find anything, certainly make sure they do a sport of some sort, if not 2 or 3. Make sure they read every day, and have a Library card. Encourage them to dance around the house, teach them how to be happy and how to see the funny things in life, how to make a witty joke; how to ‘fly’ - I don’t know, maybe install a flying trapeze setup! Don’t be a “no you can’t” authoritarian with them all the time. Teach them to communicate, be honest and say what’s on their mind – start before they can speak! talk to them about life in general, how you feel that day. Surprising how bad people are at communicating. Encourage them to stick up for anyone being victimized. Don’t laugh at them or they’ll feel like a loser and develop overweight problem. Teach them how to be respectful, polite, and well mannered, how these tactics are used to get what you want in life -it is a game. Teach them the difference between strength and bitchiness. Gradually make them aware of politics and how the country works. Teach them, not everything you hear on the news, is going to be true, because everyone has a hidden agenda. Don’t hide the truth, ever, they can handle it. Treat kids like small adults with respect. No ‘pretend protecting’ them by hiding information, I see TV shows with parents hiding conversations from kids. Indeed, I remember my parents once closing the doors off so that the kids couldn’t hear the phone conversation that mum was having, at the time my grandpa, mums dad, passed away, and she didn’t want any of the kids to find out, or really no doubt, to see her emotional, which I feel is really ridiculous because you’re placing shame on emotion and teaching shame. Be honest, don’t lie, this includes illegitimate kids (no inbreeding in the future!) When they are young before age 5, especially make sure you play with them, sing with them, inspire and stimulate them - this will ensure that they do well at school. Get them to read to you. Make sure they are outspoken in preparation for school, and not shy. When you make the decision to have kids, your life is now 100% about them, till they leave the nest. Of course, make sure they’re getting the right nutrients, 3 meals every day and limited processed foods. Teach them the value of why they need to eat properly, their body is a temple. Eating healthy is an area that low-income people can do too; thus, you can elevate your child’s ‘abilities’ into a high-income arena; so, they can compete on an even playing ground. Teach them about marketing people, and how they’ve got young people brainwashed through television ads, billboards, and social media conversations. Don’t be a marketed sucker (or a fashion victim). Children are not to go on Roller Coaster rides. Awaken your kids; the world doesn’t need any more sleeping beauties. Teach them about human connections and people who do reflections. The importance of ‘sound mind always’ as they will need all their wits about them, to be successful. Teach them the Psychology of bullying, teach them empathy, to ensure they don’t bully other kids or animals. In brace people who are weird and different. And how to care for the planet. Teach them how to be a good loser. Especially teach young boys how to be respectful to girls / women concerning sexuality. Teach all about sex, there is to be no shame. Teach empathy. Avoid using your kids as a power trip; having a bad day? don’t take frustrations out on kids by yelling. Your job as a parent is to ‘empower’ them, so they can grow up and do what they want in life, be responsible for their own actions. But, speaking loudly is important, to encourage wakefulness; yelling gets their attention, your allowed to yell, let them be loud. Teach about adults/ teachers who will want to use them to power trip, how to best deal with them. Make them be always aware, if they’re feeling uncomfortable or in pain, in any situation to say stop, and get out/ leave/deal with the situation. Make it your job to find out what your child is interested in so you can help them determine what career best suits their personality, be very involved in their transition from school / college to the workplace, make sure they have an understanding of workplace conditions, wage, super, holiday, sick pay, etc etc. Teach about the wicked ways of the world, wicked people/employers/lovers, who will want to use them. Teach them about power. Teach prudence, and or abstinence. Encourage contraception, and the importance not to have children unless you have a committed partner, proper income and a caring nature. Children are NOT for everyone. Be warned, after creating such perfect kids, you yourself will have problems with other jealous parents and teachers! And btw, if you’ve had your kids on a “leash” you read this, and suddenly “unleash” them - it’s not going to work, you’re going to have all sorts of problems! Hence why some kids act out after leaving home. I recommend reading up on how to raise kids, before you have kids. And if you were abused as a child – do NOT have kids; you will subconsciously pass along abuse behaviour whether you want to or not. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Lastly, that final image across that row above is an image of my 'sabotaged' work boot; Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot ​ After two years of living with a sore foot, and the doctor was unable to tell me what was wrong. I decided that I should put a posting on a Facebook forum (this was before I was banned from Facebook). This is what I said; For all the people who are concerned about my health - Could you please pray for my sore foot. (Note the people on this forum had previously accused me of having mental health problems when I put photos up of stolen items – they stupid stalkers). This story is really tedious, only a very patient person would be able to read the whole thing. There was an accumulation of events which has caused major injury – like those ‘King Tide + big storm event = extreme circumstances and damage’ that you have heard about on the news. About 3 Summers ago I started feeling some discomfort in my left foot. I just assumed there was some little pebble/stick/seed/dirt that had got in, between my left foot and my Crocs holy shoe, causing some irritation on the bottom of my sole, so all summer I was forever taking my left foot out of my shoe, scraping it on the side of my leg to try and remove any bits of debris - I didn’t really pay much attention. One day I was inside the house in bare feet standing around the table by the big window in the living room, and next thing you know I felt this sharp stabbing pain in the side of my left foot and I looked down, and I somehow had managed to tread on a size 3.75mm knitting needle, it went straight into my foot about 1cm deep (strange bird behaviour?). So, after a few limpy weeks, the injury on the outside part of the left foot healed, there was still a little inflammation on the inside or maybe fluid retention- I’m not an expert on injuries. But just as it was healing nicely, I was outside in the chook yard collecting some plums from my plum tree when a chook distracted me (strange bird behaviour again), and I manage to tread on a pruned branch/twig, and it went straight through my croc’s shoes and into the sole, about 2cm away from where the previous injury had been. So, this double injury became some sort of internal fluid mess, it was very painful I couldn’t really walk properly. Then the agitation I had experienced before that, what I thought was a summer seed, was getting worse and worse and finally I realized on the sole of my left foot there was a big lump and it was really painful, so then I assumed, it must’ve been a seed callous from those little bumps on the croc shoes, but it turned out to be a reaction to the homoeopathic medicine I’d taken, and it caused a big huge planter wart to grow (I was wrongly diagnosed by student/supervisor homeopath at the St Leonard’s Institute – whole other story) So at this point, my foot was quite a mess. Now to top it off, at this time I had my 25m long lap pool up and running (my pride my joy, to sort any back problems, and it did) But I had a low-flow pump on it, this means I had a lot of cleaning to do by hand, so I would spend at least 30 mins every day that summer walking up and down the pool sweeping up any dead bacteria to one end, ready for vacuum – I actually enjoyed doing it, any pool related activity was fun, but, as after about 15minutes or so, it did get a little cold, and I found myself walking up and down on tippytoes, and it was this stretching of the foot, plus my initial injury (still unsure at that point about what that was – but later I saw it was a hole in my workboots, a 20c coin sized depression on the sole (not from the plantar wart), plus all the other stabbing injuries, suddenly my foot said NO! NO MORE, and it totally spasmed out, like the middle toe stuck right upwards, there was all strain along the arch, I was “what is going on with my foot?” as I stuck it up out of the water. I did visit the Doctor, a few months later, as it had not heeled; taking advise from my new landlord (I did have to move twice in the meantime on my sore foot) and he had no comment about the sore foot – he did not notice the problem. Dr Gittoes. But he did advise me about the planter wart - and taking his advice I applied Salicylic Acid to the planter wart. I watched it eventually fall off and then grow back. (Salicylic acid does not work at all on planter warts, why doctors would suggest using Salicylic Acid? It just doesn’t work.) I knew from experience when I was 17, the only thing that rids a planter wart completely is actually homoeopathic medicine. As I now no longer trusted homeopaths, I did some research myself and came up with Thuja, so the pain from that 2yr old planter wart stopped after a week from taking Thuja, thank goodness, (I did not have that lump that whole 2yrs) but it’s too early to say whether the whole thing will disappear. (It did after 2 weeks or so – I have to add, I took 4 little balls daily after dinner for 4 days, in my experience that’s the way to do it. However, the instructions on the thuja bottle (from the chemist) said to take 4 balls 5 times a day for 4 weeks – which is WAY too much, and you will most likely give yourself long term side effects if you took that much of any homeopath medic.) So in the meantime the rest of my internal injuries was still prevalent, and to add to the 2 stabbings, I again trod on a big tapestry needle into the same spot as my initial knitting needle stabbing (that only went .5cm – again, strange bird behaviour), and also, one pitch black night when I was out chasing the cows that had got into the garden, I trod on a wire basket that had been moved by the cows into the middle of the yard, again in the same spot on my left foot, and again adding to the fluid and inflammation that was already in there causing pain. So, I have had five consecutive injuries on my left foot, and in the middle of this I had to re-locate houses 6 times, YES 6 TIMES, so my left foot hasn’t had any rest and hasn’t been able to heal properly. So, this is why I posted a picture of my left foot, so I can ask everyone out there please pray for my left foot and that it gets better soon, and no more injuries occur. Many thanks So that’s what I put up on Facebook. I did not really get any response. One girl suggested I should go to the Dr. I did not explain to her, I did already. (The fact that I wasn’t diagnosed and treated properly had something to do with the fact that I didn’t have any status in society, as I was viewed as single and unemployed) also, I have to say something about the bracketed strange bird behaviour – talk about spotting a weakness and picking on it. But 1 yr later, I was at the Chiro re my sore back, (no more lap pool) and I thought he seemed quite savvy, why don’t I ask him about my foot, so I did, he took one very quick look, and straight away he said “Collapsed Arch” or “Planter fasciitis”. I should check my shoes for any problems, which I did, and lo and behold there was the hole, the size of a 20c coin in the left shoe, 4mm deep, right under the soft pad part of the foot, and slightly to the left. This hole is the number 1 cause of the foot problem from the beginning, and as the pain started 8-12mnths after I started wearing those new $250 Mack Boots, I know, that the hole was existing, because it takes a quite a few months of walking on a damaged sole, for this type of pain to start. And in retrospect, just before it all started, I recall hearing someone (still unknown) that they were going to handicap me. I heard this and wrote it off, “handicap me, as if” I am strong like bull! It was along the same lines as I heard them say they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle – again, I wrote that off, as I had totally forgotten that I had not paid my rego, and they did get me - $5500 fine – arss. I am 100% sure this was sabotage by the shoe company incahoots with others. I believe it was done deliberate to handicap me, mainly due to my garden – I won. People don’t like to see single women win. (There was also a possible stilhetto issue, see page 2, aswell as Centrelink Jobs provider issue, re “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, aswell as a gumboot issue, see at the bottom) Mack Boots - BUNZL BRANDS & OPERATIONS PTY LIMITED, Erskine Park (Sydney, Head Office & DC) Australian company I’ve been unable to walk properly for 5 years, (so far) or do any exercise. Make no mistake this was done deliberately, it wasn’t a faulty item, it was a deliberate attack on me to handicapped me. I am not sure if it is police related, government related, or stupid jealous bitch related? One of the reasons was due to my huge garden which made me happy and complete. (The key to life is happiness, if your happy, you win - I used to walk around my garden at Rangari, in the evening, once I was so happy, I started humming to Julie Andrew’s ‘These are a few of my favorite things’ and thinking to myself, NOW I, have my own favorite things! Including the apricot tree as I walked by…. (‘happiness’ drives bullies mad, and they do despicable things to such people – such jealousy). The key principle of BUNZL is KIM HETHERINGTON. They own 22 businesses. Mack Boots is one, it’s a ‘too much money’ scam company. These are people (rich house wives) with so much money they don’t know what to do, and so spend their time devising ways to control other people. They are evil and stupid. (Stupidity – the root of all evil anyway). BTW for those of you who may be thinking I have depts, and this is the reason why THINK AGAIN - I never have any kind of DEBTS. I am the kind of person when I get a bill I pay it pretty much straight away, always has been the case - Miss Perfect - that’s who I am. That’s why they did it…. (It is not politicians running this country, it is Bimbo Cockaninnies that run this country) HELL with THEM - my garden was gorgeous! Oh, someone else, no names here, said I was handicapped so that I would sit on the couch and watch my fav TV shows – the more I watch, the more work they get -which I know is totally true, but I am hoping this was not the case, as those ones are my favs….) (5yrs now, a lot of couches tv watching SYTYCD.) So, I didn’t throw my workboots out until after Dr Mohammed the Chiro diagnosed me and told me to check my boots. So, basically walking around on the cause of the problem for 4 yrs! Major damage MAJOR, which is why it still has not healed (it’s only meant to take 12mnths to heal, but there are at least 2 different types of Collapsed Arch, I had the type similar to what Ballerinas get). I did actually request a new pair workboots when I moved to Gladstone (move number four), as by this point, my boots were looking a bit tatty, and as part of my job’s provider, they’re meant to provide workboots, but this one in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk, refused (she was the one that looked like Catherine, from image clothing, where I used to work, curse her.) I believe it was her; the jobs provide get people, bullies from my past and insert them in as “case managers”. They are fucked cunts who want to play “nazi”. People handicap other people in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but usually ridicule, is biggest way amongst women. Guess they felt they needed to take a more physical approach with me, as the ridicule seemed not to be working. Sticks and stones as mum always told us! Never underestimate a Bieman! – I guess they did not want to see a whole lot of gardeners in this country. Stick to the couch, football and booze, NO THANKS. Btw, I also had some difficulties later with diagnosis in writing and treatment. The chiro refused to put his diagnosis in writing, and there was only 1 other medical professional who could see the problem, and also noted the big toe muscle problem, the muscle that runs from the toe, under the arch and all the way up the leg – basically he was the only person that could see the problem, everyone else thought I was making it up to get out of work, - and overcharged me as a result, or, were stupid, really STUPID, or fakers, fake doctors. (None of them btw, could see the lymph problem) That 1 other medical professional could see it, was a physiotherapist, by the name of Cody Amos, from Bundaberg, I would say, the only professional in Bundaberg, aside from that waxer (never see a female chiro, podiatrist or female doctor of any sort for that matter, they are clueless – they have no feel for their field. Oh wait. I remember a female Indian/Australian doctor I saw in Gunnedah once – another genius) I only have my experience to base my conclusions on. Having said that about the physio, later, it turned out, he was helping the dogs steal my care plan physio appointments. Apparently, my landlord stole them Wainberg aka Cate Rogers. I also feel the lack of diagnosis by a GP, is not only to do with inexperience, but possibly knowing about the whole sabotaged boot, as in Drs ‘in the know’, and wanting to protect the “powers that be” who did it. Fear of upsetting the “Powers that be”. Such is the coward nature of most people I have thus far encounted in my life, when it comes to this exact bully situation. Very seldom does someone step forward in a large bully situation and speaks against the bullies, infact I have never seen this happen, ever. Same as playground, adults, still the same. So, besides the “beautiful garden” reason, and possibly “stilhetto toddler” reason, and “Centrelink Jobs provider” reason, the other possibility I feel that may have prompted bullies into sabotaging my work boots is this: I remember when I was at Rangari, planting all my trees, building fences to protect them, tending the vege patch; Occasionally it would rain, and felt I needed gumboots. At the time, I could not find any women’s gumboots. The only ones I could get were pathetic flimsy chin high boots. It’s like the material that the boot was made out, was probably about 2 or 3mm thick, and the soul was made from the same material and same thickness, more or less. It was ridiculous. I thought if I trod on a stick, it would just go straight through the boot into my foot, I may aswell be wearing bare feet! I remember complaining about it to myself, thinking how absurd those boot are, I thought it’s an area that “women’s liberation” hasn’t yet discovered; Work Gumboots! Now I believe that, all that ‘personal’ complaining about that, to myself, {you know, it’s not like I wrote a formal nasty letter bitching about lack of female work gumboots to anyone !! lol }. So, I believe this response from me, has triggered the “stupid dogs”, to be outraged by my complaining. Somehow it is the fault of the DOGS, that they did not yet make woman’s work gum boots – this is what they must have thought? And this in turn may have prompted them to sabotage, my normal work boots, with a hole in the sole to create a collapsed arch. As I must be an ungrateful person. Now listen here DOGS; don’t you tell me to be grateful about PATHETIC workGUMboots, that weren’t designed for working in. If I want to complain about something, (TO MY SELF FOR GODSSAKES, about anything) then I would have a legitimate reason too. I don’t complain about stupid things. I’m a very aware and grateful person. So, you go eat humble pie, and rack off. ​ ​ ​ Mothers to blame for a thieving offspring Adjustable pipe wrench STOLEN Similar to this one, taken from farm on Bridges Road, Rangari, NSW (near Gunnedah) By, I suspect, Heath Barwick - no conviction. I’ve had about $10,000 worth of stuff stolen since I moved there, one item at a time, plus I was harassed especially at night with noises from my neighbour, my neighbour was Heath Barwick. (No other neighbours in the vicinity) He had been friends with my little brother at school many years ago, Daniel told me that he used to steal from him back then - why was he not charged back then and jailed? We were and are, not friends. So, Heath Barwick‘s mother, I hate to burst your marital bubble, but you stupid bimbo failure of a mother, I hope you rot in hell, have you any idea of how much of a thief your son is? How much he harasses and stalks women, how he has absolutely no respect for women at all? His attitude is totally retarded. This is your fault Mrs Barwick, this is no one else’s fault but yours Mrs Barwick, hopeless woman, you should not have had kids. I want my $10,000 back plus compensation for psychological torment. And bunnings bimbos copycats who think “I want to play to” - you stupid little thieving dogs. ​ 2nd photo shows my chair that I was forced to give up; Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Female staff at Harvey Norman Tamworth stealing it from young customers. So, I just had a realisation about who is stealing from me and where they are from (2019). There seems to be a short blonde girl, I guess now she would be in her 40s, but has been following me around stores, mostly in Tamworth, especially Harvey Norman and Bunnings. In retrospect, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t actually work for them but she has friends who work there (how could she be the sales girl at both Harvey Norman and Bunnings) but, let me be clear, Harvey Norman are as guilty as can be - they allow her to basically steal from me in the form of overcharging at checkout. 20 yrs ago I recall paying $5000 for this massage recliner, back in 1998, or thereabouts, at Harvey Norman in Tamworth. There was a little short blonde sales girl, I have a fairly clear memory of her and what she looked like, although I don’t really pay much attention to sales girls, unless we have a specific conversation, but I do remember asking how much was this chair, she clearly said, the cost of this chair was $5000, it was reduced, as it was a showroom chair. Which at the time was half the amount of money that my grandmother had just given me, (she sold her house and was going into a nursing home, she gave each of the grandkids $10,000) I had decided that I would treat myself to this massage chair as it would last my whole life and I thought it would save money from going to a masseuse. At the time I didn’t have a credit card (that’s another story about Commonwealth Bank unempowering low-income women – Goldstar Dogs) Anyway, my sister and I had pre-arranged that she would pay for the chair on her credit card, and I would pay her later in cash. That’s why she was there with me, because I didn’t have a credit card. I naïvely did not check the faded fine print on the receipt at the time. BUT because just recently 20 years later due to an extreme unfortunate series of events in my life (due to more thieving bimbos) I’ve had to really relocate for the fifth time in more or less 12 months, so enough is enough, I cannot keep moving my big huge recliner, my arms have had it, so unfortunately I would have to sell my fantastic massage chair, the only option (which really defeats the whole reason why I purchased it, because it was meant to last my whole life and the chair was still in really good condition and would have done so, but, really, no choice). Anyway, I dig out the receipt and finally read it, and guess what it says $2700 plus $100 delivery! So, this is when I realised what had happened, and in retrospect, that short blonde girl, I’ve seen her numerous times in different shops where I’ve been ripped off, and I’m thinking she was in cahoots with my sister, but I’m not sure because I haven’t seen my sister at any other place, I’ve only seen this short blonde girl, (I mean maybe she penny’s friend Amber, or maybe it was Cate Cameron from my school? – I did not really get a good look – maybe she a prostitute?) she particularly used to be at Bunnings later. And if she can’t overcharge at checkout, she watches what I put through checkout, and if she wants it, she follows me home and steals from my house. I keep a track of everything that has been stolen from me and if you go through the list of stolen items, you’ll see I talk about some short blonde girl (goggles, dust brush….) so it would be her it. And the reason why I have so many items stolen from me is because this girl at Harvey Norman all those years ago got away with it, $2200 profit, that’s a huge incentive to continue doing it. I used to not really don’t pay much attention when I’m at checkout, so now I wear a camera, bodycam, so I can catch anyone on camera, and of course this girl has suddenly disappeared, but I have moved over 1000km from Tamworth. Also, so far, I have caught 2 sales people stealing from me on camera – it’s on you tube, go see. (My chair eventually sold for $400 on gumtree, no-one wanted it, now that young guy who bought it for only $400, will have good quality massage chair for at least 30-40yrs if not more – life really sucks, on numerous occasions) I would like that blonde bimbo to; stop making my life hell, fuck off you stupid little girl – then drop dead. ​ My next story was written later rather than when first started this blog, it was a realization: Bunnings Bimbos stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game So, after years and years of thefts, I (with help from certain police) have just had a realization about who is stealing and where they are from. Here is the story. I would categorise myself as one of the “good girls”. I was raised in a loving family, where fighting and bulling wasn’t allowed. I went to a private school where there was a lot of discipline, certainly if anyone was caught stealing, they would be expelled immediately, and I believe in my whole time I was there, there was only one girl caught stealing. Although I do know of one other girl in retrospect who stole a lot and she was never caught or disciplined. But I am definitely opposed to stealing, I would never shoplift from a shop, or take something from somebody else’s house when I visit them -such as I have witnessed other girls do, frequently since. I also do not torment people, and bully them like a lot of women do, wanting to go on power trips, one girl told me I should try it, it’s fun and it’s a good way to lose weight. Seriously that’s what she said – she is FUCKED, fucked in the head. I’m a respectful person. A lot of those “bad types” of bitches would categorise me as ‘Miss goody two shoes’. And the thing about those bitches, if they see someone acting so perfect, it irritates them, it’s like they think “who does that girl think she is” and so they try and come up with devious ways to entrap me. I’m pretty sure there has been a lot of situations where there has been temptation put in my way, but like I said, I really do fit that category of a “good girl” – which was defiantly a good thing I was, as I did not know, but when you’re young, 18 and in your 20’s, and 30’s for that matter, actually, my whole life, especially if you’re on your own a lot, well me! - you have people that watch you, all the time. They are especially intrigued by girls just out of school, alone in a new city (actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish, but that’s just me and my experience.) So, back to my Bunnings Bimbos story - these bitches were so frustrated by their attempts failing to entrap me, - like it really annoyed them that I was not a shoplifter, so much so that they just persisted even harder, and hounded me, and there’s a big gang of them who worked like a pack of dogs; they would follow me around and try to set me up, - it was a competition for them, they really hated the idea of me, some girl out there (single) who was alike the ‘Virgin Mary’! It incensed them! (Someone later made up a joke for me, that those girls must have been so frustrated for following me around for 20-30 odd years trying to catch me shop lift, and because I never did, they most likely have mental health problems now, and they should seek counselling!!!). And, "Stop trying to turn me into the bad guy, you television cartoon superhero raised Superhero wannabe twits". In one such instance, btw, I didn’t know this ‘competition’ was going on at the time, I wish I did, I would’ve done things a little differently this day - when you have a gang of wilful people trying to ‘will’ you to something, only a very strong young woman would be able to not be led astray; but on this particular day at Bunnings, there was about five women, and they knew I needed to purchase some clamps, timber clamps (they dogs). I needed some help as the clamps didn’t have their pins, and this is when it started, the dogs were playing some sort of tag game, getting me to walk up and back from one end of the store to the other, no one would help me, they would hide, and run if they saw me coming, if you’ve ever been to Bunnings you know this could be kind of exhausting, (this was before my collapsed arch, thankgoodness) so actually, I can’t remember the details, but, this blonde guy came down and gave me a pin (I don’t think he even worked at bunnings - in retrospect I now recognize him (practically albino) – he burgled me and my flatmates flat in Sydney in 1992 (how stupid if your albino to enter a life of crime – stand out like a sore thumb). Side bar: So, this is a fully organized crime ring, run by women who get ‘thugs’ to do their dirty work, and I suspect they have connections to the private school I attended, in fact I think I recognised some of the 5 women as old NEGS girls; some NEGS girls have a specific way of dressing. They have money. Maybe someone at that school got wind of the Bonds story below, and advised the school network, who then preceded to think they had to do something about this “atrocious shoplifter” ?? I mean that would be totally stupid, so I guess it actually may have happened, given the nature of most women. Make no mistake these people are real; they also try to steal from me anyway they can. I later recalled an incident at a previous work place, Bonds, that may have triggered it, as those women who worked there, are a part of the dog network. I will now include that story: one day at work I was wearing some white double muslin pants, but being only 19 still, I had overlooked my orange underwear, so one could vaguely see bright orange showing through! – my boss quietly suggested I go down to the sample rejects room (bonds underwear that did not make the cut), and find a somewhat wearable white underpant, off I went. There was some difficulties finding something that was not too badly cut or whatever the flaw, the only thing I could find was a white thong, so I thought I would try it, as I had not tried one before (and, soooo bad – so uncomfortable, all day I felt like I had a wedgy!! Never again!). Anyway, I suspect the other girls that work there thought I had stolen the thong. {Women being stupid medalling jealous gossips as they are}, and this factor may have triggered the dog pack who follow me around? - I know at the time, I certainly was discriminated in the Pendle Hill community, where Bonds was located (by women). I recognized one of those women, I vaguely remember her from bonds, she still has the same short haircut, quite tall and slim still. She was like a territorial dog, (you know, the stupid kind), it was most likely her that thought I stole the thong, and has since arranged a dog network to steal from me? But I saw her later, she was the one who stole my gumtrees that I had planted on the Keepit Dam rd, she was the one who delivered my planters from bunnings and stole my Petunia seedling. I am pretty sure I have seen her countless of other times too. If anyone at Bonds remembers her, please let me know her name, or the police, she needs to be locked up. Fancy harassing some young girl, (at first) for the next 25 odd years. She has a total screw loose. I’m serious, there must be someone who knows from back in 1993/4 exactly who I’m talking about (she did not work in the Design/sample room). You need to speak up so other people are saved from this stupid woman. They picked on the wrong ‘small frame’ girl. I am going to get ya! Btw, these people and the thieving blonde sales girls at Harvey Norman made sure they silenced me by having me banned from Facebook – any new account is automatically deleted within 12hrs, NOW that’s oppression. But I persist, persistence is the key, for people (the actually good ‘thinking’ people) who listen and do something (but since they can’t even get those greedy mongrels to pay taxes, there is not much hope, still, the thieving at my house has slowed considerably since I do not go to bunnings anymore. Back to my Pin story; I did some more looking around and got all the other things I needed, and I somehow ended up with another pin. So, suddenly I had 2 pins, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to walk all the way back from the trade checkout to find the bloody girl and give 1 back (btw, that girl I saw, I don’t think she worked at Bunnings either, she was there to set me up – brown hair, skinny, freckles, she could have been that bimbo from Centrelink that I talked about in my “Bims in Fashion” story or Charlotte Powel?). So, 2 pins stayed in my trolley, and I got home and I had two pins. I did not want 2 pins; I was just exhausted and frustrated by that point I did not think to just leave one behind (wait a minute I thought I did – tucked in the cement rack before checkout? Maybe I ended up with 3 pins??). Anyway, it’s not like I could return 1 the next day when I had recouped, Bunnings was 100km away. SO, I defiantly believe those girls set me up “entrapment” so that I would inadvertently steal a pin, so they could finally be “rest assured” that I was not the ‘Virgin Mary’. Possibly this is the reason why they stole about $10,000 worth of my stuff, and followed me around and harassed me, because of that pin?? (Btw, I would have spent about $40,000 in Bunnings at that time). They suck, I hope those involved, get cancer and die. I later suspect my landlord with a different name was involved Wainberg? And, when hearing my story, someone suggested I ought to have stolen something many years prior, just to get those persecutory dogs off my back!! A joke J. And, that pin was later stolen, then returned to me by Mark Kesby after I moved to Long Cottage, but then was stolen again. Just weird. At Gin Gin, I listed those 4 big 7ft iron clamps (with only 3 pins) for sale on gumtree – an old NEGS girl purchased them at a bargain. NEGS girls persecution. Disgusting school. You, know, who knows, maybe those girls were trying to get rid of old men who hover about in the hopes of finding the Virgin Mary – religious nutters. I wanted to share this story inorder to warn other young single ladies of the sharks out there that are trying to ‘get ya’, and will try to entrap you, so they can have something to hold over you, and someone to prey on: “We want to #^$% with that girl” – a power tripping exercise but, with a pretty young girl. A cat and mouse game, where everybody wants to be the cat – its nazi behaviour. (As you can see, there is no point trying to hold this over me I have told the world J). I was also later advised, re that ‘entrapment plan’, that they do the same with young policeman. They try to get them to do something a little ‘untoward’, so then they can hold it against them for the rest of their careers, building on it even. This is how police get ‘bought and paid’. It’s a huge thing, apparently. And I believe perpetuated by the fact that nobody talks about and warns young people of organized ‘older persons’ tactics. People are caught off guard, then trapped. BTW, the very last time I went to a Bunnings, I was at the checkout que, and they set up this thing to make it look like I told the people in front of me, where to go, so I could go to the front of the queue! (Queue jumping) So, I did not do that, they just made it look like that’s what happened. Not saying that I could not have done that should I wish, but in this instance, I didn’t do it, it was a set up plan. They are big on Set Ups there. I work on a ”as needed basis only”. But you will have to ask the dogs at Bunnings, what their motivation for their setup. And by the way, doing this is not a crime, there are no laws being broken, (unlike theft and pickpocketing which is what staff do at Bunnings – I want my reading glasses back!) - there are no morals being thwarted, and just not morally wrong in any way either (unlike raping a sleeping beauty…). In fact, half your luck if you can make the queue shorter for yourself - if people have been ‘tricked’ into being outed from a queue - it serves them right for being sleeping beauties when they are awake; wake the fuck up. {stealing from someone who is half asleep is morally wrong – can’t you tell the difference bimbos?} you can’t ha ha ahahahah ahahah. Btw, a bird police, told me that they caught that Albino, he is now in jail (even though he was being controlled by other people, women). Betta wake up bims! I want to come back and add to this (2024), because I was advised there are a lot of police who have issues with capturing women, as in they think all baddies are mainly men, so they have no problems in hounding men, capturing them, kicking the shit out of them, if necessary. But they won't go near a woman, even if the woman is completely guilty, they also have got an “automatic something” ingrained in their minds, to leave a woman be. They just won't chase, incarcerate or have anything to do with a female suspect. Maybe this is how they were raised by their mothers? {Never punch a woman}. So, this would explain to me, a lot of the problems in society, especially the ones I have, as it is mainly woman who steal and verbally harass me. I can assure you, of all the evil encountered, there's always a woman behind it. That thinking by those police, is old fashioned thinking. Plus, I need to add, due to my Blog, and all the written ranting and raving, a lot of those stupid women, are waking up to the fact that they fucked up - they're starting to realise that they're guilty (just the beginning, ha). But, so now they're starting to save themselves “oh well she stinks, so she deserves it”, or “oh well she wasn't respectful, so she deserved it”. Neither of course is true. and how dare they try to justify stealing, harassment and general bullying. And it is Bunnings Bimbos, who is also trying to save the evil tart wretched thieves, by telling the world (or anyone whose listening at any rate!), that it's my fault, that those bimbos steal from me. WELL, it sure as hell is not my fault - I'm not responsible for other people’s stupid behaviour. How dare you even suggest it. Just say no to bunnings and all the bimbos that work there. And see how women are such a problem in my life. Following me around for 20-30 years stealing from me because you thought I may have stolen something. You know, if I opened a café that sold really good gourmet lunches – I would make it MEN ONLY, women miss out due their bitchy spiteful thieving little girl ways. Women it is clear to me at any rate - that you are the losers, no matter how many times you drive past my house or follow me down to the street and declare to the world that you won – WRONG, YOU ARE THE LOSERS. And this is not going to change anytime soon, since you do not want to know the truth. Women:Bimbos ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 22. Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service I said what happen on a google review, but it was ban by google, even though it was complelty true! That person who said those vile words a male florist, had someone, a woman, standing right behind them, so the person speaking, in effect, was the puppet, of this other woman. I’ve seen her a few times in the background, she follows me around too, like Cathy Goldman does. She’s kind of plump, not fat, with brown long hair, and I think she’s really rich as she dresses so - well she must be, because she has nothing better to do, but to follow me around, and use unsuspecting innocent people as puppets, to chastise me - this is her main goal in life, she is very sad as I don’t know her, we are not friends, maybe our paths have crossed, I did work in a shop for a brief period meeting many members of the public, I did attend school where many people crossed my path - but she doesn’t know me, so she couldn’t possibly have any ‘beef’ with me, and I make a habit of not doing the wrong thing by people - unless they steal from me in which case I would have no problems putting a photo of her on my blog to name and shame her. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of her. I find interesting about these puppet women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. Little birdy told me, this one in particular, has issues with me being single, and being able to take care of myself, this bird also told me, these women do not usually let me see them, this incident was unusual as I saw her in action. There are multiple girls following me around trying to use their puppet skills onm sleeping beauties that cross my bath – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS, and sleeping beauties WAKE UP. (for my sanity!) Also, when I was updating this, my emails that I was sending through from my device to my PC via the Mail app wasn’t working all those emails I sent disappeared completely. I’m pretty sure this has something to do with the dogs to try to sabotage me -there’s one living next door to me in Unit 2. PERSECUTION, I know one day she’s going to get her comeuppance. Also by the way, I was in my mid-30s at this particular time, and this was the first time I had ever heard someone referring to me or anyone as a dog, actually, now that I think about it, I do recall in one of my favourite movies, Dirty Dancing, there was a reference to dogs, and I assumed they were talking about women that they didn’t find attractive. But this particular woman at Thala wasn’t referring to a woman who was ugly. She obviously has some personal hangups and issues that she should deal with - somethings just aren’t up to her. Who does she think she is. Deal with it scardycat. That paragraph I wrote just above, as well, was deleted, I had to rewrite it; yeah like I have nothing better to do this Saturday morning than rewrite a story that I’ve already written, fuck whoever stole it, hope they get cancer and die. (There was a bit to the story that I can’t quite recall, it was important though, so I’m a bit annoyed I can’t remember it, something about warning young girls about tactics….) ​ last across that row; ­Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs I just noticed another piece of writing that was removed from my PC. And that’s where I talk about flash mobs, and it doesn’t surprise me that this was removed, because there was always a big thing after they did it, of telling me, that were going to deny that they ever did it “it never happened”. So, I’m going to do a whole photo story about flash mobs. This started many years ago, and it wasn’t the flash mobs that you know today, and see on YouTube, where a bunch of people from the crowd kind of start singing or dancing or playing a musical instrument - that kind of comes from a place of peace, love and entertainment. It would’ve been some girl, who saw what happened to me, and has decided to change the situation for the better, and created the “flash mob”, and the term that you know today. But it started, NOT FROM A PLACE OF PEACE AND LOVE, but with people harassing me, as I have mentioned on numerous occasions I have “dogs” who follow me around, sometimes, I would have hordes of people harassing me, like if they didn’t think I should go into a particular shop, or if I was going into the wrong street, perhaps took the wrong turn. Literally dozens of people would follow me around discreetly, and descend on me in this vile over-controlling manipulative nazi way. It was about control. Those people were absolutely disgusting, and this is why it has been removed. I can assure you it was organized, (most of the times) those people like to boast about how well they know me, just from following me, watching, stalking me. They know their actions were completely wrong, they were behaving in a total bulling manner, and they’re probably going to cancer and dye. There were a lot of people involved especially female, and also radio and TV personalities. All of those people are fucked. YOU DO NOT GET A SAY IN ANY DECSIONS IN MY LIFE. They know perfectly well who they are. I loathe you. Burn in hell. (It is those people who also steal from me if an opportunity presents) BTW, they still do it, just not with extensive amounts of people like before in Melbourne, they no longer wish to be obvious. Because they know they are causing stress on my life, they know their actions are wrong and falls under the category of HARRASSMENT, AND IT IS AGAINST THE LAW TO HARRASS SOMEONE. Every time I go down the street, I have to be worried about being flashed. I heard one girl on the ABC Radio National talk about it, and she said, it was gang mentality, they kind of lose their thoughts in the greater mob, and do stupid and unthinking things, which I guess looking at the situation in retrospect, that seems to be what happened/s. But I do find it hard to conceive that people would stop thinking just because they’re around a lot of other people, and have probably been manipulated, by one person. I can guarantee you, I would never lose my head in such a situation, and I can’t believe how many stupid people there are in Australia. It’s embarrassing. And, by the way, I certainly am no genius. At school I was an average student, and if I can keep my head in such situations, then there’s sure as hell no reason or excuse for anyone else to lose their heads, and do stupid evil twisted things. You know, now if you have a speech impediment like a stammer or stutter, or even, a jilted way of talking, they know it’s purely from being psychologically abused, usually humilated in some form. The reason why I’m writing about this, is because a lot of parents/nannies/carers/school teachers, have no idea that they’re abusing their child, they just think of abuse, as sexual or physical. But psychological abuse is huge in Australia, it’s huge in the classroom, it’s huge within parents and siblings. And I definitely believe there needs to be an awareness of psychological abuse; like forcing someone to do something that they really don’t want to do, in an iron fist way, is a form of abuse. Basically, this is where my term ‘Nazi’ stems from, from people trying to control other people in underhanded, mean, dictatorship ways. And kids are an easy target – they are prey. But make no mistake, they try to do it to people of all ages. I still see it, and I am 47. This still happens today; it is not something from 1939. Rack off you non-thinking nazis. I mean maybe down there in Melbourne, I should have unwound the car window, and yelled out as loud as I could, “rack off you stupid dogs”, as I drove by, but I really was not raised to do such forms of communications. And like I said those dogs knew already, that they were doing something untoward. So, someone, or a group of people, I’m not entirely sure who, has seen what was going on, I would say, seen it back when I was in Melbourne, because there were a lot of people involved at those times, a lot of people around watching, about 2006 that was. They have taken the idea of strangers from a crowd descending on someone, and have twisted it and turned it into something positive. There were quite a few segments on the Ellen Degenerates show, {Ellen Degenerates problems, bugger off} and of course you can see many flash mobs on YouTube now. If you hear or read anything contrary to this story – its bullshit, those people are trying to save themselves and discredit me. This story, is related: So, at Rangari, I mentioned several times now, how I had problems with Heath Barwick, next door neighbour across the paddock, however the postman claimed that Heath Barwick moved, and there were some other people living in that house, I actually didn’t believe that, as I saw his friends there at one point, but then one time, there were some cars there that beeped and the beep had a tune, a little ditty, instead of the beeeep noise. Also, it played dog barking noises, and they had a 2nd car, that played kookaburra noises. I also saw those cars on prime television news. So maybe, instead of Heath Barwick, I had problems with Prime television people? maybe they were incahoots with Heath? Maybe they took over the house when Heath left, maybe Heath was travelling, who knows? BUT, at my new place here (and, infact, every place I’ve been since Rangari) I’ve had problems with the neighbours harassing me - just like at Heath Barwick, but worse, given the close proximity. So, one day, I walked up to my next-door neighbours, not the ones in the unit, the ones that live above me on the steep hill, because I wanted to see if they can actually see into my unit from the house, it sounded like they could (read my “STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away” photo story). I wasn’t sure whether they were home or not, I waited until I thought they were out infact, as I do not like having revolting people that harass me, in my life. It didn’t look like anyone was home, but there was a car in one of the car spots, and guess what it said on the back of the car; it was Prime something or rather – it was scroll writing and I did not have my glasses, but I thought my cam was on, but later saw it was not switched on (?) so definitely the word Prime!, so, now I am thinking maybe I’ve still got Prime Television people following me around, which is a little bizarre since it’s a regional network for Tamworth (1500km away from here), plus, I believe they have been closedown and taken over by someone else.?? So, the reason why I mention this, is because this morning I went for a walk down the other end of the units, and my Mulberry tree I had planted was gone, simply gone, I looked around for some clues, and guess what, there it was sitting in a bucket outside the girl who lives at no 8! She was home, said she thought it grew from seed so had dug it up (I would say to sell!!) I said no, it is there for everyone, so I took it back and replanted it. It could have been a genuine mistake. As we were talking, suddenly I heard the neighbour who must have sneaked down into the car port area, quiet as a mouse, and they played a beeping noise, as we were talking – now, this, is exactly the type of shenanigans that Heath, or Prime, or whoever, would do in Gunnedah and Melbourne. It’s going to be hard for some people to grasp this, but there are certain dog type people who do signs, it is very common, and most people know about them, but some do not and are clueless, and think that if anyone sees signs, they must be crazy. Well, quite frankly, other way around. They do designs to encourage people, or not encourage people, or say yes, or no, on a certain topics that are being discussed by OTHER PEOPLE, or to say you win the conversation, or you lose, or you win the “power” or you lose the “power” - there’s a whole host of little games that they play, most of them are completely stupid and certainly very disrespectful when you’re talking to somebody else (the fact the their conversation, is none of that persons business, does not even enter into their stupid little heads). They sign in numerous ways like shining lights, playing different sounds (beeping of course – actually beeping is the most common, and the most annoying), but also placing people and or cars in various eyesight, - there is a whole heap of creative things they do, to get their message across. I guess it just must be something that bored other people do, because for me, I would never do something like this. I think it’s bloody stupid, and only stupid people would do it. It is harassment. I mean, is this what most people do when they are bored? sit around concocting signs for their neighbours, with this activity being so prevalent, that the local television network helps out whenever they can? I just assumed I was targeted as I’m single, but maybe married couples do signs for one another all the time? Do they? I don’t remember growing up in such a world, and my parents had a lot of friends. There were no signs, only real conversations. So, I took a photo of all the people who were here this morning, and have noted that number plates, and the next time I see them drive past, I’m going to get their photo. Allthough it did occur to me that the beeping noise came from 108 and not Sams direct neighbour? – people wanting their neighbours to fight? ABOUT P1 NEXT About P1(this), About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22, Top Fav songs | Emily Bieman's Blog Favourite songs 100% Pure Love by Crystal Waters A Lil' Ole Bitty Pissant Count by Dolly Parton A Little Less Conversation by Elvis and xjl Addicted To You by Avicii All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor Cover PMJ ft. Kate Davis All for the Best by Godspell And All That Jazz by Chicago Soundtrack, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Renée Zellweg… Atomic by Trainspotting Ave Maria (trance remix) by Trance Opera Bandstand Boogie by Barry Manilow Blue Suede Shoes by Buddy Holly Bo Diddley by Buddy Holly Bolero - Ravel Born to Be Alive by Patrick Hernandez Bring On The Men by Linda Eder Can You Feel It by The Tamperor Canned Heat by Jamiroquai Cartoon Heroes by Aqual Climb Ev'ry Mountain by Shirley Bassey Comanche by The Revels Come On Eileen by Dexy's Midnight Runners Dance Of The Reed Flutes by Tchaikovsky Dancing Queen -dance mix by Abracadabra Do You Love Me? By Dirty Dancin' Dave Clark Five Do Your Thing by Basement Jaxx Don't Bring Me Down by Electric Light Orchestra Don't Rain On My Parade by Barbra Streisand Don't Stop The Music by Rihanna Drama by Kate Miller-Heidke Drive All Night by Celine dion Duelling Banjos - Deliverance Ease on down the road by Michael Jackson Feeling Good by Michael Bublà Flight of the bumble bee by Wynton Marsalis Footloose by Kenny Loggins Friday On My Mind by The Easybeats Get It On by T Rex Gimme Some Lovin' by Blues Brothers Gone, Gone, Gone by Phillip Phillips Green Onions by Blues Brothers Hip Hip Chin Chin by Club Des Belugas Hit The Road Jack by Ray Charles Hot Stuff by Donna Summer I Try by Macey Grey / Jackie O I Can't Turn You Loose by Blues Brothers I Feel Love by Donna Summer I Feel Pretty by West Side Story I Love A Rainy Night by Eddie Rabbitt I love to Boogie by trex I'm Gonna Wash That Man Right Out… by South Pacific Musical Orchestra In The Mood by Bette Midler In The Mood by Brian Setzer Orchestra It's Because I Love You by The Master's Apprentices It's Got To Be Perfect by Fairground Attraction It's Still Rock And Roll by Billy Joel Jailhouse Rock by Blues Brothers Jive Talkin' by Bee Gees Johnny B. Good by Chuck Berry Jump by Van Halen Knock on Wood by Amii Stewart La Bamba by Los Lobos & Gipsy Kings Let's Twist Again Like We Did Last… by Chubby Checker Little Bitty Pretty One by Thurston Harris Little Green Bag by George Baker Little Less Conversation by Elvis and xjl Love Is Strange by Dirty Dancing - Mickey & Sylvia Love Today by Mika Lust For Life by Iggy Pop Macho by Shaft Mambo Swing by Xaviier Cugat Man Of La Mancha by Linda Eder Maniac by Caravan Palace Maniac by Flashdance Midnight Gardens by Bond Never Can Tell by Chuck Berry Offer It Up by Kate Miller-Heidke One ( Finale) by A Chorus Line Padam Padam by Edith Piaf Panic by Caravan Palace Paradiese By The Dashboard Light by Meatloaf PeerGynt Suite No 1, Op 46: In The Hall Of The Mountain King by Grieg, Herbert Kegel Peter Gunn Theme by Blues Brothers Popcorn by Crazy Frog Pretty woman by Roy Orbison Pump It by Black Eyed Peas Puttin' on the Ritz by Benny Goodman Rave On by Buddy Holly Real Thing by Russell Morris Respect by Aretha Franklin Rich Man's Frug by Bob Fosse River Deep, Mountain High byTina Turner Rockin Robyn by Bobby Day Rolling on the River -LIVE Proud Mary by Tina Turner Runaround Sue by Dion Save tonight by Frankie Valli & the 4 Seasons Saved by The Commitments Shake Your Tailfeather by Blues Brothers Show Me by Blues Brothers Sing Sing Sing by George Miller Band Sing, Sing, Sing by Benny Goodman Single Ladies, Put A Ring On It by Beyonce Stayin' Alive by Bee Gees Suzy by Caravan Palace Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) by Eurythmics The House Is Rockin' by Brian Setzer Orchestra The Old Landmark by Blues Brothers The Only Way Is Up by Yazz & The Plastic Population Theme From Rawhide by Blues Brothers They Just Keep Moving The Line by Smash Think by Aretha Franklin Thunderstruck by AC/DC Travelin' Prayer by Billy Joel Treat her Right by George Thorogood Twist and Shout by Beatles U got me up (Cajmere remix) by Dajae Wake Me Up by Avicii What A Feeling by Flashdance, Irene Cara William Tell Overture by Rossini, Gioacchino (1792 - 1868) Wipe Out by Surfaris, and drum cover by Sina, and cover by The Ventures Woman In Love by Barbra Streisand You can’t stop the beat by Hairspray ​ ​ ​ ​ Note, my days of listening to music are pretty much long over – music really is targeted at young people for a reason. Now that I’m older, I find music a little annoying, especially music, that’s not classical, and even classical, I have a limited listening period now, no more leaving the stereo on all day. I feel ‘music’ is like a child who wants all your attention, especially any song that has a lot of lyrics like rap music for instance, and so your mind is not free to think about other things that you need to be thinking about, because the song is taking up your thought space, and usually with irrelevant and sometimes brainwashing content! And, it's so irritating getting a song stuck in your head! ​ And it’s my experience of musicians, that they are the biggest thieves ever - if not them, they have shoddy and stupid friends/fans who are. I definitely recommend also not listening to the radio - I’m not sure what I would have said, if someone told me this when I was 20, but trust me, just don’t waste your time or money. Certainly don’t go to any concerts or festivals, there are some truly nasty, scanky types who have come from abusive homes, that hang out at music festivals. And they follow you around like desperate leeches. They are "party" people, and I am not! ​ And also, in Melbourne when they had just started online music downloads, I purchased 1 song and downloaded it from EMI, but then the thieves at EMI, charged my credit card (which actually was dad's, I did not have a CC back then - and you really need one, btw), so they charged me $30 at the end of the month, then every month for six months after that - so I purchased 1 song from their website for a few dollars, but the stole hundreds of dollars. Never ever give any music related people your CC. (so since it was dads CC, I did not know they were stealing that $30 every month, when dad told me, I called them, but they did nothing and were zombies, and continued to steal the $30. Dad had to literally go down to the bank in Gunnedah and get them to cancel the card. There was no reimbursement. Also, back in 2013 or something, way after I had transferred all my songs from all my CD's onto the PC into Apple iTunes, (a monumental task, about 70CD’s), iTunes deleted all of them, as back then the songs had no tags or information, just number names. So, then I had to re-install all of them. There’s like you know thousands of my songs from all my CDs that I’ve collected over the years, so fuck them. BTW, I later tried to sell my whole CD collection, but nobody wanted them! ​ I want to add; Don’t think I was one of those girls who always carried dads CC around, and could charge it, what ever I wanted! - NO, ofcourse not. But before I left Gunnedah for RMIT, he agreed, that if I went down to Melbourne, he would pay for the course and course related stuff- (not incl accommodation, which was a huge problem). Of course, that song was not agreed upon! But I thought I could pay him back those few dollars, as I had to pay for it by CC, so that was my only way to pay for it. And btw, after he agreed to pay for my course, I turned up to campus to pay, and suddenly he said he would not pay after all! – I was furious, I had just travelled all that way down there – 2000km or so, with my 4 cats. And so, I yelled at him. So then he changed his mind again, and paid for the course. So, I guess I was pissed off with him anyway for doing that. And also, after it did not work out in Melbourne or at RMIT (I only lasted 3mnths at RMIT, no situation would ever work out if I have dogs – and like I have stated, I constantly have dogs, they constantly follow me around wherever I go, it does not matter if I am studying, working, relaxing, - they’re always there, creating monumental problems for me, like stealing ofcourse. I can’t do anything, with dogs there. And having dogs for so long, means nothing will work out in the future either. I guess, having ‘no dogs’ is something that only happens to other people. I feel I need to add, by dogs, I am certainly not referring to depression, I am not a depressed person, never have been. I am literally referring to stupid women who follow me around, like dogs. If I go up to check the mail - there’s dogs, if I go to plant out one of my trees - there’s dogs. ​ So, after I left, he got his money back from RMIT – a full refund, so he got all his money back, except the EMI stolen money, and as if I could afford that. (I bet those dogs have ties at EMI). ​ Just because I have favourite songs over the years, does not mean I want you in my life. Comprehende? ​ Life Stories P12 | Emily Bieman's Blog 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 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, a 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. 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 suplements 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.} BTW, whenever I’m right or somebody didn’t believe me when I told them the truth, I am NOT the type of person who later says “I told you so”, - goodness if I did that, I’d sound like a broken record! 😁 I told you so, I told you so, I told you so…... AND BTW, if I was PM, instead of working 5 days a week, I would make the working week 4. {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}. 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 dingleberry. 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?} J 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! J) Vitamins below from LIVESCIENCE.CO M ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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. 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 that 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. 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 would’ve 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). 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 a have to write about “The Sand Man”. So, back to my story; abandoned house neighbour, stupid female dog story. Their main aim 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 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? 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 make any difference anyway. Stupid bloody dogs. This is been such a widespread problem with women, not only older, mostly older, but also younger girls, try to come, and I guess it is “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). 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, nothing you do, will change this. Btw, following me around online, and banning me from whatever community I join, is bimbo dominatrix. BIMBO There was a woman down on the Central Coast friends, of my aunt who wanted me to open my curtains; fuck off you stupid bimbo. 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 (!) 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 1 stupid blonde in particular) I have discovered with some blondes if they are not adulated, then think they are being discriminated against because of their hair colour (stupid). 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 in the form of worship if she can get people to be nervous around her. STUPID, and case in point. 23. Australia Women are way too Jealous by Nature 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. I was truly fascinated by how stupid and jealous so many women are. Actually, no woman usually has the guts to confront me, 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 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 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 for it, 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, 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 40years! 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. 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 factory floor, and that involved standing all day on my feet, on cement. 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 always wore my good Italian semi heals. 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 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. When I turn 67 and retire, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage. Finally. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 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, (photo shows bucket full of BLACK water ), 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/ due 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. 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, it’s not wide enough to handle a huge downpour. I 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 you useless twits. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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, Index | Emily Bieman's Blog Photo Index ​ ABOUT P1 In the text photos; Emily Constance Bieman age 18 at Gunnedah Henry St house, happy (“I have finally left that fucking school”) Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah November 2016 View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story Arabia rustica stoneware dinner plates Fire trowel dust pan The Big JellyBaby Scam photo with written story Emily Bieman at rental farm at Colosseum near Miriam Vale QLD Australia My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation List of Items that have been stolen from me since 2013 - 2022 Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women. School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Everybody needs to read this - harassment Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well adjusted kids Seeking Facebook Help as Dr refused to help - Diagnose a Handicapped Foot Mothers to BLAME for a Thieving Offspring Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Bunnings Bimbos stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs About P2 More about info Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers The internet and social media - hand of God re facebook nazi admin problems The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request 2008 Virus afteraffects, 12yrs later Deliberate not Deliberate Correlation between being bullied and getting sick Monumental Problems with Receptionists Not absolutely everyone Cleaning Up the Trash of Society Am I living in bizarro world 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT More About Stuff Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) Crazy Is Bullies in mental health industry Bullies Alex McClymont, Roz Watson and Sharon Morgan behaving badly and caught on camera 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 Not Gay, he’s just a Bitch Wannabe Jealous Nazi Idiot Woman Pretending To Be Jealous Husband Facebook has created a culture of BITCH BANNING people ​ 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 gin gin 3 | Emily Bieman's Blog 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 Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia | Emily Bieman's Blog This is the Garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Front Yard at Kelvin Rangari House in flower, WIP - work in progress Change of Life to Include Gardening (I may have this paragraph elsewhere, but could not find today. Gone...) My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (This was at Rangari) ​ I will begin before Rangari, when I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, west of Gunnedah, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, and The Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah, East, called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets, by seedswapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). ​ By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are TRULY AMAZING; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included free native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because, as a keen young healthy 27yr old, I seem to have spent in eternity chomping at the bit, just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, come onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (actually, there was not even any native seed retailers back then either except in WA, in tourist shops!). So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more with plants, and get more involved in my plants. I experimented with some bulbs, and some English Cottage Garden flowers. Ranunculus bulbs were only 25c back then. I ordered 5 along with my seed order, and I had been creating a compost all year long, so I made up a compost bed under a ornamental pear that was already there, and OMG, you should have seen my Ranunculus! They were HUGE! The whole plant, huge, each flower head, huge – the best looking Ranunculus I have ever seen, still to this day. There could be no more inspiration than that! {kitchen compost; LIQUID GOLD FOR YOUR GARDEN. The worms in that bed were 30cm long and fat! - I remember visiting my brother in Sydney once, and he said he's had it up to here with composting, and he's no longer going to do it! He’s not going to compost anything, he's just going to throw everything out in the main rubbish bin! Well, I thought, each to their own, he's obviously not a gardener. LIQUID GOLD. And even though I have since been relegated to an outlandish unit living situation, with no garden of my own, I still compost, and use it in my pot plants, still with tremendous results, and people often ask me secret to my healthy pot plants - well, that's the secret – compost. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) ​ ​ So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother) But in the end I moved out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees..... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, and I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW. But, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak. It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived there, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl, or had been.... I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but, it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. This is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner) Landlord related. oh, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page pull of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here; I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia) https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipPsd23Pj6Tb2-47EJCC9H9LzLsg5YPWbV0zWytnscvy3O9ylIcHkV53WutP-sBrfw?key=XzFwenlQNUJHOEk5VHJUTHB4Rk1lQWtQWnVPbHFR Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them. Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). At first, when I started my business, I developed a green tree logo; a picture of a green tree, I screen printed it up on a white T shirt, and I came up with my marketing strategy which was; for every tee I sold, I would plant a tree. My target market was people in Gunnedah back then, and so of course I didn’t sell any! People in Gunnedah don’t really care about trees, back then they certainly didn’t. This was 2007. However, this didn’t stop me from planting trees. I have indeed planted hundreds in my time, which is more than I can say for the average non thinking, uncaring, lazy Australian who mainly make it their aim to mainly clear land, cut trees down, poison them and or run over them with their lawnmowers. I see now, quite a few other businesses have adopted this marketing strategy to - I do wonder if they have planted trees from sales, and or if this technique increased their sales!! By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardner, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). Here is a Scroll List of all the plants I grew, including date and supplier. Followed below that by photos, and then below that, a list of all the edibles; veges and fruit trees, nut trees, herbs.... all 237 of them No doubt as soon as I left Steve Carter would’ve taken the fences down so the cows would’ve got in and destroyed absolutely everything but the more mature gums, and the back area didn’t even have a strong enough fence after I removed the pool. Plus all the plumbing for the washing grey water had been removed, so there was not much hope for this garden after I left. An absolute total waste. A tragedy. Curse the people of Gunnnedah. I kept a detailed map of what I planted and where - very necessary if you are collecting seed / cuttings and selling as a business Here are 3 plants from my Gin Gin garden (year 8 and 9 of the drought) Ipomoea quamoclit -Cypress Fern Vine Hibiscus heterophyllus - Native Rosella at Gin Gin (2).JPG Schotia brachypetala, or Drunken Parrot tree 2020 _ (7).JPG I moved to kookaburra Park Eco Village in Gin Gin, Queensland, in 2019. I moved here from my brief stay in Colosseum (on a farm owned by that complete dodgy hickleberry who lives at Miriam Vale), found via a noticeboard in Miriam Vale via his farm hand from Builyan, where I previously, also briefly lived, as that house was the only one available on realestate.com, so I had no choice but to move to that house in Builyan - the only one in Queensland that I could afford. And I was set on moving to Queensland, where it would be warmer, and it would rain! Little did I know! So, kookaburra Park Eco-village is an area dedicated to people who want to build a house with a “wildlife naturistic mindset”, so there are no dogs or cats allowed. Wildlife can roam free, which keeps many buyers away, so even though it was established quite some time ago, there are still heaps of vacant lots. And even though housing prices have skyrocketed now, if you had of purchased 10 years ago, it would’ve been a really good investment, which is what my landlord did, as I don’t think she’s ever worked a day in her life, but she managed also to have her boyfriend build a little house for her (who incidentally has also never worked a day in his life, but he is a university graduate engineer. Btw, here I am, having worked hard for 10 years after I got my Associate diploma, and the only thing I could afford by the end of that was a car. Just goes to show how “democratically unfair” life is in Australia). So, it came about on Facebook, this is before I was banned, I can’t remember whether I put an ad up on a forum, and she responded or whether she was just talking on a forum saying that she was looking for a renter? But anyway, I contacted her via Facebook Messenger (that’s why I can’t remember because all the Facebook messages have been deleted when my account was deleted – stupid FB). At first, I was reluctant because, it was 2hrs south of Colosseum, plus I had a cat, but my potential landlord, said it didn’t matter, quite a few people had cats, and especially as mine was really old and blind, and didn’t go hunting, she couldn’t see any problems at all. So, I drove down the next day, I thought it was good enough, and I always wanted to live in an open plan house. However, I didn’t notice the window which had only chicken wire, no glass, I think if I had of seen that, I would have said no, because it still gets pretty cold in Gin Gin with frosts in winter. Anyway, I moved in, When I moved, it was the eighth year of a drought, affecting the whole of Australia, and so there was no water, well there was a full tank for the house, as it had been vacant for 12mnths, but there was no water for the garden. And that was the main thing I planned to do, put in a beautiful garden on the bush block, which my landlord was thrilled about. So, it was kind of disappointing of trying to get a garden growing without any water, because tease - occasionally there would be water, when corporate body would switch the dam water on, but then, they switch it off again. On and off, and it was really quite ridiculous, living somewhere with a corporate body. I do not recommend it. Plus, I had a foot injury, I realized after 2 years anyway I would have to stop gardening altogether so my collapsed arch could heel. This was a hard realization to come to I can assure you, as I love gardening. To my delight, ferns grew really well at Gin Gin, and I could water them with the house water on the Veranda, plus it did not take too much exertion of movement. (When I left there were 3 full tanks of water). So here are some of the photos of my ferns. ​ ​ the Bush Block at Kookaburra Park in Gin Gin, year 8 of the drought Inside the open plan house - great, but a little too small still Back Veranda with My ferns - and SPA!! woohoo Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern ​ This is the sweetest little fern. I purchased from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see much sun, maybe a little bit in the morning. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. I had a good home made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser and Blood and Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about. But it is the middle of winter, and because it has new shoots on it (it still responds to a good weekly misting of Power Feed) I’ll see if it can just “hang in” until spring, when I’ll get rid of the rusty leaves, and see if I can get it to bounce back. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! so I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this and put a photo up! Items stolen at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park | Emily Bieman's Blog Some of the items stolen from me, while I am living at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD page 1 - These pages have not be re-edited, as for some reasons the images are still here, even though I have deleted them from the wix storage. Maybe one day I will get around to re-editing them and reducing the size. This is the local community here: The local newsagent woman refused to let me put up a for sale add in her noticeboard. The woman who runs the dollar discount shop screams at me to get a job. The post office has banned me. And there’s always dogs about on phones. One day because I beeped at this campervan, who, I thought, was asleep at the wheel, so then I had like 50 cars from GinGin, come and beep me – 50 flaming idiots - flame off and get a life, you local irresponsible trash – who gave you a car, who let you drive? - everybody wants to play judge and jury. Someone made the comment once being around me, it is like being a jury. And hey do you know 300,000 children today are involved in the American children’s sex trade; why don’t you go and do something about that you wannabe beeping vigilantes. Btw, the staff at Gin Gin post office told me via the Gin Gin Police, that if I go to the post office, police will be called and I will be arrested for trespassing- due to the fact that I wear a BODYCAM - they are disgusting - the house on the cnr had a big party after this, they think they won, as they are the ones stealing everyone’s mail, everyone now has a padlock on their mail box (that house is vacant now). BTW, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING I write what goes on here at Gin Gin and in my neighbourhood at kookaburra Eco Park - there are no lies or exaggerations. I stick to the truth. It will be hard for guilty parties to digest. You can’t believe the amount of flack I have received about this website, and everything I have to say. I can assure you people‘s tolerance of the truth and reality is very limited. The landlord did warn me when I moved in, that most of the people who live in kookaburra Park where “toxic”, and it was main part of the reason why she moved out, aside from the fact that this house is too small for her now. But I think really what she meant, is not toxic, but just “plain stupid”. Some of the antics that people here get up to, that I have talked about, like stalking me at the mail lockers and removing my for-sale posters, and stalking me at the rubbish area, aswell as shouting out reflections of noises they can hear, and making noises when I walk outside, as they can hear me - that’s what non-thinking stupid people do. Of course, not to mention the stealing, that’s definitely what stupid people do. In the end I think it was the landlord who had the biggest problem. (In Jan 2022, a Wix hacker deleted all my stolen items photos, plus, put a whole heap of outdated ones that I had deleted over 12mnths ago, on instead. I contacted Wix, they have advised me they don’t have a hacker (so it must be them trying to make it look like nothing was stolen, and that I’ve lost everything, as if!). Not sure why they would be doing this, I think they’re doing it for someone in the television industry?? as I can see reflections onscreen. After I contacted Wix support, they were all visible again. These sabotage attacks goes hand in hand with the 'flack' I mentioned above for writing my Blog. ALL THESE ITEMS HAVE BEEN STOLEN OUT OF MY HOUSE HERE AT KOOKABURRA PARK GIN GIN, SINCE I the audacity of some people.jpg Did You Recognize the Handwriting, Tegan Goodall - nuisance liar.jpg luffas keep getting stolen, break and enter oct 2020.jpg no law against filming and posting on social media except for a private act like in the ba Celosia Seed stolen from my house at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin by gang mentality.jpg more police harrasment re postoffice ban from Gin Gin police.jpg some of the items STOLEN Gin Gin post office 2020 2021 no conviction.jpg Physio papers stolen along with phone nu 2 large plastic caged containers emptied overnight -they have no leaks in them, they were 2 torches stolen from kookaburra park in Gin via toll Courier or Bunnings staff member, Su Thieving neighbours lay in wait, till I go outside into the garden, break into my house an Open padlock stolen front door, Builyan QLD, and Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD .jpg 2 stolen necklaces, 1 returned.jpg big gap between the door and the wall.jpg MPB pleated school uniform saboteur.jpg more mince stolen from my freezer.jpg my good broccoli seed stolen.JPG waste of money fruit.jpg Mail Sign People.jpg TONNEAU COVER SUPPORT BAR stolen.jpg double theft by coles, and then a stupid blonde dog - stolen beef fillet.jpg Glue silicone sealant STOLEN from amazon.jpg food stealing from my freezer September 2020, Gin Gin QLD.jpg KMART refusing to sell to me via instore pick up only.jpg Once again, I am being harassed when I go into Gin Gin, just like when I was in Gunnedah there’s a whole series of people that stand right in front of my car on the phone, they present themselves to me and pretend they’re talking to me on the phone, only I’m not talking to them. I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU wake up. Also there’s a girl, whenever they steal from me, there’s a girl with a brand-new car, she always drives in front of me, and usually she toots a horn, only since I have my camera now, she stopped doing that (coward - or it could be they are attracting too much attention, as they have a secret mission to say I am crazy and people are not following or tormenting me, when in actual fact they are, this is the more likely reason) ) ​ There are ‘popular’ people trying to apply pressure to me to remove this. Those people do not have items stolen from them on a weekly basis, (over 20yrs) nor have female dogs harassing them verbally from the street. PLUS, I find a lot of ‘pops’ try and save the stupid bimbos that steal from me, this happens a lot. A LOT. I am pretty sure once I heard the then PM, Julia Gilliard trying to save that bloody short blonde at the Reject Shop in Gunnedah who steals my reading glasses (and heaps of other things) Other people may find this amusing. I do not. And, I am pretty sure this was the reason I was banned from Facebook, because I name names, and some of those stupid bimbos have got themselves now married, and there is a network out there in play to save their stupid wives. If you have read my life story, the thing you’ll see, that I’ve been having major harassment issues with, especially in Gunnedah, was this little short blonde girl, who whenever I went into town, she follows me around, and tries to steal from me (and does steal) She is really passive aggressive, and sometimes do signs, kind of like in a ’flash mob’ style - infact these are the people that started off that whole trend on YouTube. Only the ones you see on YouTube are kind of fun and entertaining, whereas the girls that follow me around her absolute bitch dogs, and they do bitchy signs telling me where I can or can’t go shopping, as in “you’re not worthy you don’t have enough money to go to that shop” - this stupid little dog tries to control wherever I go, and who I speak with. (she is fully sick with mental health problems). If you read my "Big Jelly Baby Scam story", you’ll get more of an idea of what I’m talking about, it’s worth reading because this is a real phenomenon that has plagued me for many years now - those bimbo girls make my life a living hell whenever I leave my home, and simply because I’m not married. Stupid Little Girls. Anyway, at GinGin, the last few times I’ve been into town, the same thing has been going on, like if I go to Vinny’s, well that’s okay, you’re allowed to go to Vinny’s, because you’re poor. But if I go to the hardware shop forget about it – DOGS THERE HARRASS FROM THE STREET. (owners - so naive) That stupid little dog is not worthy of me - so go to hell GET YOUR OWN LIFE ​ Since I wrote this, it has stopped. Do ya see? I have to write about it. Explicitly. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ I would’ve liked to have done a whole collage of 'dogs on phones' to show you what I’m talking about in that vid (honestly, dozens and dozens of them harassing me, but after I took the first photo of this one, I haven’t had any more problems with dogs on phones standing by me, by my car, in front of my car, or when I leave the Dr's, like I usually do. So, I’m just putting 1 on here, and hope that that’s the end of that. And I will mention this again here, as I looked into this, and contacted a lawyer about it; because I was having such a difficult time in society when I went down the street and into shops, I now wear cameras,- - wearing cameras changes everything, my life has changed for the better, as a result of wearing cameras, most of the usual dogs I have who harass me, now don’t act disrespectfully in such overt ways. I had an outcry, of course guilty parties who didn’t want to be exposed on social media, so back when I was on facebook, I have had all sorts of comments, most disbelief, and people behaving badly as a result of posting online photos, but by law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day onto the Internet and social media - anything at all, except if it was a personal act like sex or bathroom stuff, or children’s change rooms. So, if you record someone and post it on line, it is not considered by the courts as an invasion of privacy. If you are out in public, it is expected you behave in a socially acceptable way, treating other people with respect and decorum. Typically, when you’re out and about, and you encounter people, people are pretty normal, no one does anything untoward to you do they? I mean that’s how it’s meant to go, but like I said, as I’ve mentioned numerous times on this blog, I have problems with people who don’t behave in normal ways around me, they start verbally abusing me and or stealing from me, or breaking the toilet door down - strange problems that a lot of people would have no concept of- there’s other problems to that arise out of opportunities, opportunities that suddenly present, and people take advantage of. Which is why I wear cameras now whenever I go out. I also have cameras on at my home, always. Since I started doing that (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and NorthSide Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal). So, whilst the dogs seem to know if I’ve got a camera on, and they don’t act out a lot of the times with verbal harassment, there are many people who don’t know that I have a camera, and they have been caught, and as far as I’m concerned this is too bloody bad. I should not have to wear cameras in order for people to be fully awake and treat me with an ounce of respect. So, not only do I have my phone camera which is quite overt, people can see it if they look at me, but I also have hidden cameras on my body which are on all the time and I won’t be afraid to post anyone or anything online if they harass me or steal from me. I am not interested in any other kind of stupid things people do, it is not my intention to humiliate people, my intention is to stop people harassing me and stealing from me, by what ever means possible. And by the way it is also NOT illegal or against the law to upload videos of children either, in a normal public setting. I need an ELECTRIFIED Anti climb fence all around my backyard!! Page 1 NEXT 1(this) 2 3 4 5 Life Stories P17 | Emily Bieman's Blog 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! (see what a BBQ Chicken looks like here) 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 Woolies 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, possibly 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, 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. And btw, when I washed my clothes, I had to hand wash them, as I didn’t have a washing machine. After 12 months, my grandmothers friend heard I didn’t have a washing machine, and so she donated me her old twin tub! If you’re not familiar with using twin tubs, they’re not good, they consist of two basins in the machine, one that fills with water and moves about to agitate, the other basin just spins and drains- so you’ve got a move clothes from one to the other by hand. It wasn’t for another 10 years, when I paid my car off, that I decided it was time to purchase my dream Fisher and Paykel washing machine, since I was still used to making my car repayments, I would continue to make washing machine repayments. $800, when you’re unemployed, it’s a lot. So now that I finally have my washing machine - there’s not a chance in hell that I’m giving it up. and btw, at this latest rental that I’m living in, I didn’t know before moving here that my washing machine might be an issue, because actually I didn’t know that this place was an old hotel/motel converted into units {by converted, I mean they’ve just taken the sign down, and now advertise rentals}, so people live here permanently as their home. But this place is not designed to be people’s homes. Downstairs under no 4’s unit, there is a shared laundry where you have to pay coins. I attempted to use the dryer, but after $12 and my clothes still weren’t dry, there’s no way I was going to do that anymore. I did actually arrange with the then Real Estate that I would connect my washing machine in the carport, and also use the hose to water my ferns. This really hasn’t been an issue for anyone as there is quite a lot of water up here in the subtropics, especially compared to Gunnedah, although I suspect some of the other Tenants maybe jealous and I know two of them at least have put in their own washing machine in their carports, since they saw me doing my washing. So, the only people that may have a problem with it, is the local laundromat, because she misses out on my business, or possibly the girl who collects change from the washing machines in the shared laundry downstairs. But those are not valid concerns as far as I’m concerned; it’s a case of tough titties. The girl next door was also jealous, but she is still a child. And I want to add, you know, wake up tenants. This is a hotel/motel, it’s like, there is no place for you here in Australia, so much so that you have to live in an old crumbly hotel, so if you want to put a bloody washing machine in, go for it. 5. How to quit smoking; I’ve did it so many times I know how to do 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. Quit, 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 or were. So, for these two reasons alone, it’s probably a good idea, not to smoke. Image above ; I remember at school one time, trying to draw a love heart, and my attempts were completely pathetic. Out came this totally misshapen, ugly fat uneven heart. It was quite surprising what little drawing skills I had. About, I guess it would’ve been 20 years later, I needed to draw a love heart, oh that’s right, it was for a design going on the front of a canvas beach chair. I drew it up, I guess thinking about it with a little more clarity and focus, than what I had when I was teenager. I stood back and I was quite surprised, I loved it! Quite frankly, I thought, I’d gone from the most pathetic drawer of love hearts, to one of the best! I love the shape of this love heart! (And no, I am still not gay). The design inside it is from my textile “clouds” collection - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. ​ ​ ​ ​ 6. Demure and Respectful Not Winning I have noted in Australia, a lot of loud mouth bully type people are allways the ones who win, as in, get the job or promotion or are picked to be ‘as right’ when someone is pitted against someone else. It is a little odd for me to fathom, as in my experience at school, those loud mouth types of people, were really not the ‘thinking’ types. At one point in my late 20’s I did some sewing alteration free-lance work around the central coast Retirement homes. I visited pretty much all of them in the area, and one thing I noted, was the old women in the ‘nicer’ type homes – more modern ones, filled with light and comfort mod cons, always had that personality type of being loud and confident, whilst the women I visited in the more older style ‘dungeon’ type units, were really very demure, respectful, and without a fighting nature. A sad but true observation. But and not wanting to seem ungrateful, as I look around at my dark and moldy unit, (all 36m² of it – really; 5m x 7.3m), I think, maybe I’m just not loud enough! J {I am thinking of campaigning for a big glass sliding door and patio out of the back wall…. – would make all the difference, as at the moment that beaut garden view is totally wasted with only a teeny high window (?- what were those builders thinking). Although, perhaps this place could be 2 straws short of being condemned, and most likely is in the need of an investor to purchase, for a complete reno to replace the entire crumbling back wall. See my wishfully thinking quick (out of scale proportion) edits above. It is obvious to me that this complex was built with greed and not love. Unfortunatly rentals are so hard to come by, landlords don’t have to do anything anymore}. I noted this happens in politics too, one term a ‘nerdy’ type wins, then the next a ‘loud mouth’ type wins – very odd. I think this comes down to fear in management, fear of people who are loud and are willing to make a scene, and so management just gives them what they want in order to avoid a scene. If you can see any situation in Australia that’s completely backwards and wrong, this would be a number one reason why. I guess what I observed most in the workplace, is those women who are bullies and work in packs, like dogs - they’re the ones who win, and people who stand on their own, and can think on their own without being manipulated and influenced by others so easily (I say so easily, as everyone is manipulated by everyone sometimes, it is human nature), but they are the ones that lose. This is a very true phenomenon that I’ve witnessed over and over and over again, I have experienced it, and have seen it happen with other people. However as soon as I write this, in fact as soon as I have observed this to be true which was way before this point of actually writing about it, there are dogs doing a whole big thing about how easily manipulated I am. So, they take whatever I say or think, and do the opposite to try to discredit me, but I can assure you what I said above is pretty much the way it is, or at least has been, I guess there are many workplaces out there, and so I’m hoping there will be some that don’t function in this dysfunctional way that I have witnessed. Oh, I did see the dogs try to do this aswell, to my little brother. I was talking to him once, a long time ago now, and he was telling me about one of his co-workers who was bloody hopeless, and was someone who always wanted to sit back and let everybody else do the work, would try to get out of doing as much as possible, but still wanting to take the credit. And the next thing you know, there were dogs on the ABC, saying ‘oh this person works hard as hell, it’s not true what my brother said’. I had to laugh, because my little brother is not someone who would just make up a lie for conversations sake, he wouldn’t see the point of making things up - unlike the dogs on the ABC who do ‘stories’, all the time for money. They were trying to protect that slacker, he most likely had a wife that worked at the ABC or she was friends with someone at the ABC, such is the way it goes in Australia, by going on television and stating my brother lies, to the world. STUPID DOGS. And I think those are the same DOGS who did signs to my neighbours… ones that, manipulate them into stealing from me by saying I steal things. As if I do. So, they ‘egg’ my neighbours on to steal from me. I think there is a little fucking blonde stupid bimbo who does it, meddling mary who can’t mind her own fucking business, and she’s been doing it for about 20 years, and I think it’s the same dog that manipulated my landlord into closing my shop at Grave Attire. SAME STUPID BIMBO. Fuck off your stupid 3rd born dog. She could be from JJJ radio – never listen to the radio. And I guess I should mention also winning and losing, is directly related to a second person. So, if I’m negotiating with someone at market, and I say ‘you can have it for XX amount’, and the person says ‘no, I only want to pay X amount’, so no sale, but, if there was a second person standing next to me who said; ‘no, no it’s worth XX’, then I would always make the sale. So, if that second person is missing, then I wouldn’t make the sale, and this is the same in many situations in life, not just at market selling goods, but you really need 2 people, in order to win anything in life. I want to say, this is also not a ‘weakness and strength’ thing, you can have one solo person strong as bull, it does not matter, you physically need that 2nd person – perhaps showing them an image of a second person might work!! Lol. This is my tried and tested experience, especially, if you are someone that has dogs that follow you everywhere you go, and tries to sabotage and make you lose in a lot of situations – like I do. Well, I am pretty good at standing on my own 2 feet, that’s why they have to do dogs, they specifically don’t want me winning. Its discrimination for being single, and not allowing a husband, the use of a wife at night. Discrimination for not allowing myself to be violated. Also, I was advised there are a lot of unemployed girls from my specific backwards school, and this is why; they were so busy trying to oppress the girls into being ‘ladylike’ and obedient, that none learnt to fight to win. I am not sure if this true, but I was advised they are now teaching the girls to fight. But I can assure you, a lot of ‘non thinking girls in my generation, of what they learnt, is what they expect of people still today (hence why I was ban from so many things), and what they will teach their kids, and on and on it goes. Slow progress only. But there is progress. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley The photo above is a little bit of a garden that I created when I lived at “Tulcumbah”, near Gunnedah. The reason I included it, (is not related to the below story of 2 little girls) but is because, as you can see, from the Couch lawn, it is bone dry, middle of summer, middle of a drought, yet all the plants that I’ve planted in the garden are green and thriving; because I chose Waterwise drought hardy plants. They are still quite young, and have got a bit of growing to go, but it won’t take long to fill the garden beds completely. So, I wanted to show people how easy it is to create a garden without water, just have to have a little bit of savvy, (like the person who built that house btw - I rented it) I hardly remember these girls, I definatly do not know them, or know anything about them. I think they must’ve been in my brothers year, who was 2 years younger than me. The reason why I mention those two girls, is because there are people telling me they did something bad, in bully form, and not just lately, but quite a few times over the past 15 years or so. I have no idea what they did. Maybe those girls are the thieves? Like I said, don’t really remember them, or know if they are still alive. Although, I have had quite a few people weirdly tell me their names are Dannielle, when actually they’re not. So, I’m not sure whether that has anything to do with Dannielle Wheatley, who knows. On my Life Stories page, I describe one of the worst days of my life where I was harassed at Melbourne and Sydney airports, and I can just recall, those two girls from Gunnedah, were the two girls in that story; fucking stupid little dogs, following me around Melbourne and then the airport, verbally harassing me. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS. I hope they get cancer and die. I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR APOLOGY. The only thing I remember about them in primary school, was they were attention seekers, and one of them, I think it was Penny; her mother had a horticultural business briefly, and we went to her house once when I was young, I don’t believe Penny was there. But I do remember her on a bus trip once - she was a total flirt, as a young 10yr old or so. I vaguely remember Dannielle from the paper, she was into sports. I do not know those girls, just know of them. (So important to have a community newspaper, the one in Gunnedah “The Independent” came out on Tuesday and Thursday) There is none in any of the places I have lived in QLD. NONE This photo below is the girl from the “Big Bang theory” tv show, this is exactly what I remember Penny Awgayer (it may be Penny Allgayer, after doing a google search), looks like, pretty much exactly like that, as I recall, that 10yr old, looked like her. That show, did this deliberate, to let me know it was those 2 following me around like dogs, harassing me, in Melbourne, and no doubt stealing from me. Do you see what the dogs in the television industry do? Ahh, probably not – you imbeciles. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 8. New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 From my experience, if I start talking about something, then this attracts people, and I am not really sure whether Sarina can handle a whole heap of people. But I figure the weather is a safe topic, (I had a photo of the garden here, but have replaced it with a photo of another cunt from Centrelink ) and it would be safer too if I uploaded after I leave Sarina, if I ever do, who knows. But I can’t wait. As soon as I uploaded this, there was a truck drive past the block of units making a banging noise, and then someone on a motorbike hoon past in the opposite direction; these are the dogs, telling me they don’t like my review, and I shouldn’t have done it, and they’re most likely going to steal something. Now you might read that bit, and think, this girl’s totally nuts; inventing signs like a motorbike and truck harassing her! But I can assure you, I do have dogs harass me in this manner, motorbikes and trucks, being the most favoured mode of transport for men. I also have female dogs in cars that harass me too. I have written about it, extensively on my blog, but I like to remind people that this is what I live with every day, people harass me every day, and not just a few of my neighbours yelling out occasionally or beeping at me, but a large amount of people harass me, all the time. They also wake me at night (atm it’s 1am). And by the way, this is the main aim of a lot of them, to force me to talk or write about it, so I do not go ‘nuts’, after all its beyond annoying to be harassed by strangers. So, intern people will read what I think, and then think I am nuts. One of their favourite lines; it’s not about you! are you sure about that? It seems for a lot of Australians, it’s a big thing to try and discredit someone by implying they have a mental illness, it’s a form of bullying. And it’s huge in this country - it’s disgusting and I can’t believe people fall for it Hook Line and Sinker. It reminds me of the situation, where you’ve got two people, usually women, women are the worst offenders in my experience; so, one of them does something nasty and bitchy, to provoke the other. But she does it in a passive aggressive way so a third-party person didn’t actually see the first person provoke the second person, but the second person gets totally pissed off, because they’ve been victimised by this number one bully, and chucks a hissy fit as a response to this nasty bitch, and the third person just sees the hissy fit, and thinks “they’re crazy”, when that’s actually not the situation at all, quite the opposite, with the one who’s being the perpetrator, usually the one that has mental health problems. I mean obviously they want to try and discredit someone, that in itself is a dysfunction; they are suffering from feelings of inferiority, so much so that they have to try and discredit somebody else (who they probably secretly suspect is better than them.) Anyway, back to why I think the nuisance person driving outside my unit was banging, in tantrum style, was about the unit itself, with more attention meaning, more likely some bitch will come along (in todays overpriced and hard to find rental world), and try to steal my unit. Although I’m not terribly concerned, as this is an old motel from the 50’s built with asbestos, each unit (13 squashed in here) are teeny tiny, overpriced and not suited to home living, obviously, being a motel. First of all, I had to add this bit; The dogs who hand out viruses, (passive aggressively) were at my forced jobs appointment, at into jobs, Sarina, Community Solutions Sarina. They gave me Glandular Fever, sometimes confused with Mono or Strep Throat. I saw the dogs there who hand it out, medical little girls. But that woman above, was not wearing a mask, she also kept me waiting 30 minutes – and the whole appointment should have been phone appointment and not face to face. STUPID. This was done deliberately; they think it’s funny, playing NAZI. Stupid female dogs. This is the 4th time they have given it to me at a Jobs place. Btw, you can catch this via someone’s breath, or through the air con, it resides in the filters. But also, via touching contaminated doors or counter benches, then touching your skin like rubbing your nose or eye. I am putting a photo of all the Centrelink nazis up, this is the latest one. I have written extensively about what they do, they are the biggest bullies in Australia. So here was a good a spot as ever. Since I put up this one and the last one from Gin Gin, who looks like Heath Barwicks bimbo mother, I have not had any other “forced appointments”. Anyway, my review; I’m finally getting around to writing about the QLD weather, the reason why it’s taken a few years, as I moved to QLD in 2018 and it’s now 2022, is because until this year, I had not actually experienced a rainy season, we were in a major drought, (the whole of Australia) that basically lasted 9 years, and even though there’s meant to be a rainy season each year, in 2019, there was no rain at all, none. It was that dry, and people were literally desperate. Desperately mad, from no rain. So now that I’ve actually experienced a rainy season, OMG, it’s been so wonderful. The weather here is BRILLIANT. When I hear the rain outside, joy just takes over, all negative things are forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire from hearing the rain and being excited whenever it rains. Albeit, rain is often accompanied by the unfortunate stench of all the neighbours septic (no town connections here, slack). I always put my saucepans out now to catch my drinking water, I have it all sorted, as the Ute tray sticks out the back into the rain, so water collects on there, then drips down the centre back into my stockpot! First time I have had no tank water since my brief Sydney living. (There was a whole Sydney water thing then at that time, 90’s, remember? No one was allowed to drink the water…!) Up here in Sarina, the winter is very mild compared to Gunnedah. When I get dressed in the morning, instead of freezing my nipples off, it’s only slightly cold, I only need one jumper on. Plus, after a cold spell of 1 or 2 days with scarf and gloves needed, it warms up again, and back to mildness – no sore throat!! Hooray. In Gunnedah, once winter came, it was there for weeks. I found there is humidity even if there is no rain, and it does take some getting used to in summer, for instance; I needed to do some drilling on the Veranda, last summer, I go outside, I can literally only do it for 5 - 10 minutes before I am covered in sweat, and all my clothes are drenched, sopping. And this started at 10:30am, so basically you can’t really function properly after 10:30am. Usually there’s some respite once the sun starts going down, but sometimes not, no respite at all, it’s the same way, even at dusk; covered in sweat. Explains why a lot of Queenslanders are up at 4am in Summer. I’m not sure if I will get used to it, as in “acclimatise”. I’ll keep you posted. I have noticed a lot depends on your housing, a unit built in the 50’s has no insulation at all, a more modern one, even a cheaper modern dwelling as superior insulation compared to an older building. This makes a huge difference to lifestyle and comfort. Heading into month 3 and the Sarina Rail crew have just started tooting in the late evening and early hrs of the morning - are the rail workers waiting for me to put in a complaint against them? None of the petrol stations in Sarina have proper air stations, so I’m unable to deflate my tyres to the correct pressure. I had to guess! The petrol station when you first enter Sarina, they were doing signs, something about cows - disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I won’t be going to that petrol station again (one of the girls who lives here, works at that servo). The girl at one of the other petrol station tried to overcharge me when I was paying cash – she failed. The other servo is excellent. There seems to be an extreme amount of council Utes on the roads, everywhere I turn there is another one, and another, and another. Especially in the first month I was here. My next-door neighbour tends to do things when bored, like yell out and then get his friends to beep the cars next door - just weird stupid things like that. Plus, there are no second-hand shops in Sarina. Again, what is wrong with people? Also, the BnB across the road has some awful girl there, the dogs at Mitre 10 were doing signs, the opshop was too awful and overcrowded to shop from (only clothes really anyway), the pet shop did not have any of the 3 things I was after, the tip was closed - supposed to be open, the girls at the Rej shop stole .75c by overcharging, and tried to steal from me by way of crap wax. I will definatly try to stick to online shopping. Although still, I cannot sell any of my 2nd hand goods (I sold 1 thing, socket wrench set for $10.) I tried to join the local native Sarina Landcare group, but they refused, stating I will need to be “approved”, but they also refused me the newsletter and the 10 free tubes with registration. Bitches, - happy not to be a part of bitches. And this explains the exotic weed problem in Queensland. I find the general community in all localities now absurd. I will be happy here if I keep to myself. Although the thieving here does not seem to be anywhere near as bad as the thieving in Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park. Probably landlord related. The landlord and friends poisoned my trees. Also, later, I don’t remember this happening last year but this year there has been quite a few fires and they have been really stinky, and lasting all night. This putrid smoke smell happened 3 or 4 times now. And it wasn’t smoke from a fireplace and woodburning smell; it was toxic putrid smoke, so I think it might’ve been smoke coming from Freshwater Point; there’s a little area where I drove down, the old boat ramp I think, there’s a whole heap of rubbish there, so I think someone has lit it to burn it instead of picking it up and taking to the tip. It is disgusting. It was all plastic and glass, and then what’s more I think they lit a fire in the scrubland nearby to disguise it. Men up here are really sneaky and dodgy, they appear the old-fashioned type, they haven’t been ‘gentrified’. Then the smoke all day today and tonight is just wood smoke, so that’s probably sugarcane burning, but I can’t believe they still do it because there’s much better ways to take care of your stubble than to burn it. It’s totally irresponsible and selfish it’s like the whole community is getting polluted and smoke is very bad for lungs. My throat is really sore. I’ve taken a slippery elm tablet doesn’t hasn’t had much of an effect. I can’t sleep because it’s so revoltingly stinky. I think this community is still bloody asleep at the wheel; you should be doing something about this, get those farmers to stop doing it, there should be fines for them. WAKE UP. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The place I have just moved to, was basically the only rental available, 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 severely OPRESSED. (It is clear this complex was built with greed, and not love.) Before I go on, I want to mention, first, the petrol people, put the petrol up during the month I go to leave from $1.45 to $2.20/L. 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, and then they left so I was stuck with what I thought a faulty truck, even though I just paid them $1700, and the bimbo at the counter also said if I have an accident whilst reversing it’s not covered by their insurance! And then there was a blonde girl taking a video of me at the counter (?) Fuck off you stupid little dogs. {I later saw that blonde one here in Sarina, in the car park, ANOTHER BLONDE STALKING BIMBO? Oh, what a surprise. She was showing off a new car that looked like mine, but the newer version. She also seems to come in and park just down the complex a bit, in the middle, and sits their idling, then leaves – she seems to do this on a daily basis and at all hours, plus she changes cars FUCK OFF YOU STUPID BIMBO}. So, anyway; I looked at this place initially because of its location, it’s in a leafy spot, which of course is going to catch me, and since I could not travel up to look at before moving, it would have to do, but it has a huge caveat and that’s the size, it is tiny. A hotel. (7m x 5m, including wall space, tiny). I guess I can’t complain too much because it’s nice and clean, and it has 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). Plus, I can have my cat here, and this was the other main factor of why I had to take it – as no other rental, not one, would accept any pets – OUTRAGEUOS NAZI REALESTATE behaviour. (And thankgoodness it is vinyl floor.) After 2mnths of peacefully living here, and recuperating from the ordeal of moving on my own, the trains started tooting at all hrs of the night - they are big on waking people up here, the whole town would hear it. SUCH DISRESPECT FOR OTHERS. There are strange coughing fits by my neighbour every night so far, (12mnths) 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. The town water is majorly chlorine, so I have to leave all my buckets outside to collect the rainwater for drinking and watering. 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. I can see the creek 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). And the whole septic thing – SO UNACCEPTABLE! I could swim in that creek if people did not use it for their personal waste, I truly can’t believe it has not been fixed. Wake up Queensland. 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, but still, it’s busy, and there are hoons, trucks and beeping nanner’s already driving up and down outside my place, not to mention the earthworks business just up the road with heavy trucks. 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 either (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, until 2hrs later around 6, then 7 is when I like to be waking up, but I am still in dream state then, so really tired and sleepy still…. So, I get a whole interrupted night’s sleep, which means 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. 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 now. 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, it now 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 (beautiful huge house and huge garden, opposite the beach – 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! 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, back to my review; so, I don’t quite think this is ‘normal housing’, I think this is now low-income housing, but the rent they are charging, is definitely not low-income rent, well I don’t think it is -expensive, and past my budget allowance by $30 a week, so that’s $30 of costcutted meals now. Although the ones down the other end are less. 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. Especially since I also am harassed by the neighbours who live at just next door up the hill at 108 - same old same old, 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? Major dog problems from them the whole time I have been here, it amazes me how some women and kids have no ability to think for themselves, maybe it’s a genetic thing. Plus, I suspect she may be somehow stealing food from my orders (meat) – it’s dog related theft. Police, they are so clueless. 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, she yelled out “ohh, you win”. Great I thought, another fucking dog neighbour, 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. 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, there is only 6m between them and the units, earshot range. Maybe aside from kids, 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 often feel like I’m surrounded by 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. The new girl next door to me sometimes gets up at 4am to look after disabled people (on a Sunday). Plus, it seems this coincides with train tooting. So 3mnths after I am here, there is a new girl, and then there is also train beeping. So, go find out who started working the trains in July 2022 and see who is waking the whole town at all hrs…. There are 4 other women that live in these units, 2 of them look like me in a way. There is only 1 couple, the rest are singles. 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, perfect for an older 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. 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. I mean there needs to be at least 30,000 NRAS homes built all up the A1 in North Queensland, at least. 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? I know there are quite a few who follow me. So, I definitely saw that man behaving suspiciously, and my card reader was missing off my desk just inside my door, and that’s the kind of thing thieves take; it’s like a 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 those 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, they could be the ones residing at no 108, as they would easily see if I was in my unit, 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? Anyway, there are no kids, which is great. (Such a privilege not having kids around). I suspect one young man’s voice I heard coming from neighbours up the hill, was the same voice I heard at Builyan? A paid harasser who sometimes frequents those neighbours? Possible thief, one of my chickens was stolen from my freezer about the time he had a party up there – who pays him? Such deceit and dishonesty in this community. 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. ​ Btw, my neighbour on my right, would be able to smell anything from my unit car park – I have had no complaints from her about anything). I suspect my neighbors may be plotting to ‘get’ me, I told them all about this blog. 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! They seem to (especially the old men), seem 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 they are deliberatley trying to copy them. {My cotton is the good Pima cotton!} Possible Merve the handyman problems, he sometimes calls saying I called him – I DID NOT. Although I think he is trying to retire, they got someone else to do the lawns last time. The fire alarms (3 in each tiny unit!) seem to go off without smoke. Maybe the mould can set them off?? Major mould problem. They are all connected by Bluetooth, and I suspect remote access, someone wanting to play God. Not appropriate. However, they can be switched off, I took a photo of the instructions, for anyone who wants to see how. (They later sent a guy who fixed them). 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. We have had 2 rental inspections – you know how I feel about that, 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 I immediately, excitedly packed up, got into the car and went over there, (even though I’m driving on minimal petrol at the moment, way too expensive to fill up ($90 a tank)), but I was kind of disappointed, because I can’t swim there, it’s got stingers apparently, and crocodiles, plus it’s kind of really shallow for a long way, I don’t know how far, but there’s no waves, plus its cloudy and muddy. It’s really not very inviting. I have to do some more exploring in the area, plus I think the couple I spoke to at 38 Melba st, Armstrong Beach, I think 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. The local post office delivers all mail to my door or letterbox! Woohoo (if only they would collect too!). 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 L) ​ 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, but it was a manoeuvre of the powers that be in Gunnedah, in the farming community. But 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 still, none for me). 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 news TV) 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. 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, and not men. 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. 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. (BTW I’ve already written this Show story, but it’s another one that has been removed - I would like to know exactly who removed this story off my computer and Blog, and why?) 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! 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 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?) 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. Its like the government is saying “well, you, got married to man, and for doing that, after he dies, when you are single again, we will support 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”. 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 Australian government. 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. So why is that? What are they meant to do in that time between 40 and 65 if they are not married to a rich husband? This current society still does not have common sense. Btw, don’t think that a wife 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 disability pensioners, are 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. It does not pay to have morals in this country. ​ ​ ​ ​ 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. 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 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 harassment, the centerlink 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 have ended up killing Elenor Riese with their stupid money-making medications. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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 – so disappointing. ☹️ 28. Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths, October 2022 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. 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 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 – tiny teeny, ridiculousness! Then, I still attached my handheld bidet that I use with cotton dry cloths, no paper wasted, and soo clean – BRILLIANT! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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 they are trespassing on all the sleeping citizens with their imposing behaviour. {when I first heard them, I thought they must be beeping all the wandering drunk loosers off the tracks. – 5 pubs in this small 5500 populated town. 5} 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) {again, last night 16th June 2023, 303am; loud train, then train beep – the whole town being woken for no reason} 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. Ray White Real Estate this is. 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, Items stolen at Builyan Miriam Vale, QLD | Emily Bieman's Blog 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). 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. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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. ​ ​ 4. 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. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour. But there was a police couple looking after that small community, and I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them? 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. 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 thana 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 5. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 6. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. 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….. ​ ​ ​ 8. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. 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. ​ ​ ​ 10. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 11. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 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 f stupid dog who 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. 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. Unknown people harassing me, unknown people stealing from me Fuck off you stupid 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? Until I saw a neighbour here 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? He is probably 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. He was the type of person that would be manipulated by bimbo women like her in to stealing from me. Not that I talked to him for longer than 3 seconds when we met, but he is the brother of Sally Skipper – the school swimming carnival girl; 2nd born, trying to impress the girls, his sister. (Read my Product Placement story too) I have not managed to catch either on my security cameras yet, but given stupid bimbo dog nature I’m pretty sure I will soon enough. I am surrounded by morons always. Maybe she is with the Bunnings bimbos who are still trying to catch me shop lifting!! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. So she, tired of not seeing me shoplift, has herself decided to steal. A boredom thief. I have since 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 15-20 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. His sister btw, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as Turnballs daughter – see, a big network of arrogant thieves. 12. 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. ​ ​ ​ 13. 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. ​ ​ ​ 14. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 15. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Btw, 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. Wish I got a photo of them. 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) 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. 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. That means you Gina Burn. - since I uploaded this, gone. 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, and lined them 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, due to workboot sabotage. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 16. 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, someone stole my plant container, and get this; to use to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Btw, this box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, it has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address) so it will be easy to spot 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. 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? ​ ​ ​ 17. 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. ​ ​ ​ 18. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 19. 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' Previous 1 2 3 4 Next