local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia P2 1. Garden Grow Bags, 100L, 40cm high x 39cm wide. with handles STOLEN 2 of 3 Garden Grow potato bags has been stolen. I purchased 3 of these way back in 2012 or so from GE. One was stolen when I was living at Tulcumbah, near Keepit dam, Gunnedah. Another was taken from Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (I think, it could have disappeared at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD, there are heaps of farmer thieves in that area, just as bad as Gunnedah). GET YOUR OWN GODDAM POTATO BAGS you non-thinking morons. 2. I briefly visited Melbourne 2006, while I was there, these items were STOLEN Copper Kettle: Most likely stolen by the removalists who packed everything aswell as moved everything. Or it could have been flatmate Mat who had a slut girlfriend, who I think was that stalking blonde bimbo from petersham. Or it could have been my sister Penny who unboxed it at Henry st before I took box out to farm? Or some stupid dog who heard me talking about my copper kettle just before I went to get it, and took it a few hrs before I unpacked it - most likely in my opinion -fuck off you stupid thieving pervert unwanted goddam blonde bimbo DOGS. I miss my kettle. I missed it. I often cooked over flames, and needed it numerous times. BTW, I do not recommend those removalists who also pack everything, they neglected to pack anything in my shed - so all my tools were left behind, 2 kitchen cupboards under the sink were neglected, plus they put strong adhesive labels on absolutely all my stuff, impossible to remove - I could see their labels for the next 15 years on all my stuff. 2 Litres of Fine Grade Sewing Machine Oil STOLEN, I suspect by a Melbourne industrial sewing machine mechanic that came out to my house to service my overlocker - he did a shady job, and later the needle bar fell out while I was using it, and he had to come back to fasten it properly. So, he probably had a grudge. Unfortunatly, I did not write his name down, otherwise I would name and shame him - it is the only thing that works to stop bully thieves. The Cotton gardening hat was stolen while I visited an open Garden in Melbourne {which was huge at the time, 1000’s of people toured around every weekend at all the gardens – more popular than the footy!}. So I was in the huge garden, and I got up from a shady bench that I was briefly resting on, and I left my hat behind, literally about 20seconds later, I remembered I forgot it, and doubled back to get it, and in that time, it was taken. People are so fucked. A whole new 2L of PVA glue was also stolen from my linen cupboard in Melbourne, I suspect pervert female blonde bimbos. There were heaps of them at my RMIT course that I was doing – all of them were thieves, the whole class (I was the only honest person there). Female thieving young girl bimbos. There’re a disgrace. 3. Old Fashioned Long Handled Weeding Tool, with painted white handle, Stolen While I was living on a farm called “Tulcumbah” on the Orange Grove Rd, near Gunnedah; Knapmans brick house 2007. {btw, that 3bdrm brick house would have driven that stupid short blonde girl hung up on class, NUTS! HAHAHAH HAHHAH HA!! lol} This tool was part of a 3-piece set, belonging to my late Grandmother, including a rake, and a cultivator with 3 prongs. Today, I still have both, all with white painted handles. They are very old and high-quality garden tools. The kind they do not make anymore. I will ‘will’ the person who stole this weeding tool, to get cancer and die. Those tools also would irritate that stupid blonde, it was probably her. Although I do recall seeing that stupid woman, I think from BONDS, in western Sydney there? I wrote a story about it later, re, she stole 2 dozen trees I had planted on the Orange Grove rd. Total female bimbo Phsycho. She later stole my Petunia seedling from up rental unit here at Sarina, 30 yrs later, she was working for Bunnings. She belongs in jail. If it were up to me I would have her shot. In the ear. WAKEY WAKEY 4. Lilly's, Saffron and Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa BULBS STOLEN off veranda at Rangari The reason I suspect Marisa was because I saw her (or someone that looks like her but I’m pretty sure it actually was Marisa), who is now living in the UK, she was on one of those UK gardening shows, and they were doing this weird thing, and they were explaining how to lift plants, as in to transplant, it was like they were talking to my stupid and easily manipulated neighbours, and showing them how to dig up my plant and “lift” it - and thus they stole my saffron. That particular girl was at my fashion class, she really didn’t like me, she was rude. I’m not entirely sure why, what her problem was, she was just a bitchy little girl with red hair. So, I suspect she saw my garden, and was jealous, and stole my saffron. Typical little girl behaviour, but mainly, the underlying reason that they steal, is because they think they’re superior than me, and deserve it more than me. Talk about mental health problems; most girls are messed up in the head. And you know what, ever since my Saffron was stolen, whenever I’m shopping and I see saffron on the shelf, ($1000/kg) or I read a recipe that has saffron in it, I’m always reminded of the stupid little bitch thieves from TV world, that stole my saffron plant. And I get angry and pissed off every time. I purchased that saffron for me, it was a long term investment. I paid for it. I didn’t purchase it for some stupid little bimbo. You know now, due to all the stupid bimbo copycats, I can’t watch any gardening show from any country, because the TV presenters get their mignon friends, to “lift” plants from my garden. Especially anything rare or expensive (or extra pretty). They are disgraceful and have no morals or empathy for anyone but themselves. Who do you think helped me find rare and expensive plants in the first place? Who? Btw, that red head’ one day in class time, we were out at a clothing factory that had the new gerbre computer for textiles, we were all ushered to a room that had the new grading system set up, and I noted in the room next door was also the new CAD, computer aided Design. So, I quietly ventured next door, and started figuring it out and using it, playing around on it. And that red head girl kept bitching about me to the teacher, “she’s in the other room, she’s in the other room and not here doing this”. And the teacher was like - Oh my god you stupid dog (under her breath ) “she’s doing it, just leave her alone”. You know this totally summarises pretty much all women, in my opinion, they’re just non-thinking little jealous bitches. I bet she is a bloody third born. I can’t reiterate enough, and how many times do I have to say it: stop having more than two kids you stupid bimbo mothers, you cannot raise fully functional “multiple kids”. FYI worldwide, there are 14million refugees – that’s 14million UNWANTED KIDS WAKE UP and stop bloody breeding. Why am I the only person with this ultra important message. 5. CCTV camera Vandalised and Destroyed by neighbours trying to EMPOWER their kids This camera was set up on my mailbox at Rangari, on the farm, because the neighbours kids, we’re vandalising my mailbox and possibly stealing my mail. I know it was the neighbours kids because get this; my neighbour Steve Carter, must not have wanted his boys ending up like the complete anal pussy type of person, (such as that you might find working at the Gunnedah Post Office), so he used me to ‘empower’ his kids, by bringing his kids around to my place on their quad bikes (they’re really a wealthy family), and he encouraged them to vandalise my mailbox. I saw them do it from the pine forest, I had walked down to see what the commotion was. (Mail box was about 1/2 km from the house). That’s when I put up the camera, and then a week later this is what I find. What an arsehole. I believe other parents do it as well, using me in this sick manner. Rack off you stupid “using” cunt parents. Empower your own little spoilt brat kids. I believe my last landlord did it too (copycat) she encouraged her 12yr old son to poison my water-bottle with pee. Parents with serious mental health problems. And I think some stupid farming woman did it just last week too; brought her kids around to vandalize my trees out front, and stole the frangipani, plus they pulled several tufts out of my huge pink shaggy rug, that was drying out front near the trees – the only patch of sun here. I got a photo of them with car dashcam, it’s on you tube now. Stupid farming woman copying Steve Carter. I bet all those thefts at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, Agnes Water, like my chocolate and roo mince out of the fridge, were done by stupid farming women egging their kids on too. I would say over half the items stolen from me to date, have been done in this manner, by stupid copycat parents/uncles “egging” their kids to do something bad. Thinking that they are having fun with their kids. Absolute arsholes. Mmmm, it seems I need to do a photo story called “ Ways to Empower your Child without stealing from Emily Bieman” (fuck people are stupid – work it out yourselves). Man – this is a whole big thing, and it starts from the get go, day one of birth. It is a whole “way” of raising, and also being around other people, all other people. It is this thing called respect. And you cannot suddenly teach your child empowerment in one situation. Savvy parents know already how do to it. Only stupid parents would encourage their kids to break the law as a way to feel empowered. STUPID. It reminds me of 2 of my 2 siblings, one raises his kids a certain way, the other, his wife mainly, raises in a different way. And it is SO OBVIUOS which way is better. The child that is constantly watched and monitored, and told what to do and when to do it by his mother, mainly, (USED; ride your child!), is the child who is UNEMPOWERED, and thus also is rude, disrespectful, and ‘naughty’. The other child who does not have “over control-freak” parents, is fully EMPOWERED, and is a child that behaves and can take the initiative. SO OBVIOUOS which way is best, when it comes to child rearing. If your child misbehaves – parent – it is totally YOUR FAULT. Also, I did a story when I was living at Gin Gin about empowering your kids so that they can later, know how to compete in the workplace. I mentioned dancing and spearfishing, and anyway, that is another story that has been stolen! I had so many that I wrote at Gin Gin that have been stolen. I can only assume that there's a whole heap of thieving writer bimbo women who live at Gin Gin. I did actually want to go back and edit it, and remove the spearfishing bit, because, word is, all the fishes are now living in even more fear, not only do they have big fish to watch out for, but they have all of these little kids swimming around with spears! Poor fishies! 6. My Seed Measuring Spoons Stolen ½ tsp measure STOLEN was stolen from inside my house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW in 2016 I use this teaspoon on a daily basis as I sell seeds and I use it to measure out the seeds, so I hope that person gets cancer and dies. Furthermore, I believe the person who stole, it was a television cooking related personality, and they had ordered seeds previously from me, {I had advertised “a heaped spoon” for some of my seed sales}. And I believe this person was ‘gruffted’ because they didn’t feel like their seed qty was ‘heaped’ enough, being a cook. And so they stole my spoon out of stupid childish spite. And this is unbelievable greed, because most people when they send you seeds, they send often less than 50 seeds (other seed sellers are very scabby), yet in my heaped ‘spoon’ sales, there would be literally thousands, if not millions of seeds in each pkt. Yet this person was still ‘gruffted’ enough to steal my spoon. Stupid little idiot. Btw, as I have (had) a whole set of measurement spoons in this black finish, today when I went to find the tablespoon, I noted it was gone too. 7. Alpaca fibres STOLEN, many, a lot, small portions like this This much (80g) of hand dyed dirty green alpaca fibre was STOLEN out of my cupboard, some time within the last 3 years I have had countless amounts of small amounts of fibre stolen out of my fibre cupboard, whilst I lived at Rangari. Not to mention knitting needles. I believe there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah, as well as a lot of old NEGS girls who sit around and knit. But, I suspect my landlord has been stealing my fibres, via her husband or her daughters, I’m not entirely sure? She sees me knitting, and wants to knit the same - in typical female jealous form. Hey, you silly bimbo, these are my fibres, get your own dam fibres and dye your own dam fibres; get out of my life. Since I relocated to a house where the landlord does not knit, I have had no more fibre stolen. 8. Evil Sneaky Female Camera Sabotage Thieves This really happened to my camera, it is not a figment of my imagination; My little Kodak camera , purchased in 2005, served me well. It was a good purchase, (albeit $1000! from HN), but it is a ‘superior’ point and shoot easy camera. You are paying for simplicity in use, and superiority in function. This very fact, if you have been reading my blog, and now have an understanding of the jealous bimbos who stalk and obsess over me, you will know, that this camera, would really piss them off. As they think I am “undeserved” of anything good / superior. It is a thing for them, their issue. Their bimbo issue. So those evil bitches, came up with a plan to sabotage – they could not steal it, its value would raise alarms. So, one night it was ‘borrowed’. And when I went to use it subsequently, I discovered there was a speck of something inside the lens. That certainly was not there before; now permanently marking every photo. It was either tampered with, or swapped camera for camera, good with bad (actually I think the latter is more likely; this is what they do, they have done it on several items (my fabric scissors, my cocoa, spray bottles, crockery, bread flour….), and they think I will not notice – stupid bitches. I tried to fix it, but was unable to put it all back together again, and eventually I just had to chuck it out of frustration. Thieves Thieves Thieves. Now I have no good camera, the $1000 Sony one I purchased to replace it, was CRAP, I since sold it for $300 at Cash Converters, the only place where I could sell it, since I have been ban everywhere else, and they ‘stole’ from me with that price. And the one I purchased to replace that, was the Panasonic Zoom, also, inferior – no idea how to do good camera. BTW I heard a thieving dog at the time this was going down, it was at Peter Longs. Camera was Kodak EasyShare DX7590 9. Plant Ownership, amongst other dodgy things out of Control In Australia Hort Ind Example; NON hybrids, Isopogon divergens is Isopogon divergens, it is not Isopogon “Stuckey's” like Belinda Trigg from Trig Nursery sold it as. The horticulture industry is wrought with tricksters and persecutory tormenters with big arrogant egos or kids who want to ‘name’ plants. Not naming any names, Belinda Trigg, (oh whoops I already did), since she banned me from her online shop, for no apparent reason; {She banned me from her shop because I called her out on Facebook, social media about her pretending to be Philip Stuckey from Pretty Woman}. (I told you I have women who try to inflict pain on me – they coward cunts – trying to empower themselves, and trying to use me for this purpose.) Even worse that that foolish cunt, is other women who seem to try to protect those bully women, and give her favour for business. Reward the bullies, that’s what they do in Australia. Beastly bully pain inflictors, who don’t think anyone is looking, well guess again, we have social media now, where everybody sees everything, so don’t mess with me unless you are happy with EVERYONE seeing what you do you little coward bullies. well, just don’t mess with me STOOPID. What were you thinking you stupid woman. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMISIOONS YOU SENSELESS LITTLE CUNT And while I am at it - there a lot of dodgy women in the horticulture industry trying to sell plants to suckers. I have been victim at least 3 times, with labels stating that it is certain colour, when it’s actually not. Or has a fragrance when it does not. And, this is also what they do; In some poor country, in Asia somewhere, maybe Africa?; they thought of a plan to make money for the local community, and that was by collecting a native plant that grows there, and tell all the wealthy Europeans, and or “stupid Australians” that it was super healthy food (Goji berry). This is a total lie, Goji berry is super sweet, not super healthy. And of course, it is a weed in its native area. But today it is a huge money maker in the health food industry, all based on a lie. These are the greedy thieving dishonest antics that people get up to for money, and I personally believe a lot of people do not understand the concept of win/win, they just want win/lose, they don’t care if the consumer loses. And do not realize this is a bad business attitude which will end in FAIL. And, so, not only are there those types of people who know perfectly well what they’re doing in the “scam money making market”, but, on the other hand, there’s a lot of people, re sellers, that have no idea what they’re doing, and they’re selling these deceptions too, like plants to people in certain areas where the plant has got buckley‘s chance of growing; labels aren’t labelled correctly with a proper growing conditions. Such as “will die if waterlogged” or “will not stand humidity” or “will not stand prolonged inland droughts”. Stuff like that is important and always missing. Sometimes I suspect they do it deliberately, so people buy the plant, the plant dies, and then they’ve gotta buy another one. It pays to read up about plants before buying. Since it’s really easy to do with Google, it’s like fun homework! 10. Knitting Needles, Stolen, Returned, Some still Stolen, plus others not shown here Stolen, plus Fibres Stolen, and more Stolen These knitpro needle cables , were stolen, but after I posted this - all but 1 were returned! Seriuolsy, there is some blonde woman out there, who is making it her mission to retirieve all my needles. I am certain of it, plus, if they can’t be found, she is even going so far, as to purchase new ones, and slip them in their envelope. So this one is the only one missing now - of the expensive Knitpro brand ones, but I have had HEAPS of others stolen, mainly when I lived at Rangari, as there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah - thieving old ladies who do not know about ebay, and can get their own new metal modern needles for a few dollars, STUPID OLD LADIES; blonde bimbo types, but now old and grown. So below photo shows all the metal needles missing today. Below that, shows some of my Bamboo ones missing. And below that is a photo of all my knitting equipment - I am a serious knitter! It is infuriating siting down on a new knit project reaching for my needle box, only to discover the ones I want are NOT THERE. INFURIATING. This happened multiple times. MULTIPLE, some sort of dog game. As I am thinking about my new project and what size needle I will use, someone sneaks in and takes the size I settled on. So, not ALL that has been stolen, is shown here. I have not even gone through my Bamboo sets, to see what’s missing (I prefer knitting with metal!). And heaps of different fibres were stolen over the 10 years I lived at Rangari. I hope the Bimbo women who stole them get cancer and die, then burns in hell. You stupid untrustworthy, dishonest, thieving women. Womens biggest weakness – they are DISHONEST. Course, it could have been Heath Barwick the halfwit drug dealing neighbour who stole them. 11. Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines This photo was stolen, not only off my website, but from all my backup devices! Plus, my reviews were removed from 3 different online websites. I think it is worth making another photostory about it. It describes my experience with Gunnedah Public library, and how I was cast out by stupid bitch dog. (Stolen because those goddam bullies at Gunnedah Council do not want anyone to know what they get up too – their true nature). Their main issue, they do not want any ‘well read’ smart people, they want girls to be just as stupid as them, they want everyone to be the same as them. Plus, they devised a way to steal cash from people: This one particular librarian, blond brown hair (If I could name names, I would) refused to give me an extension on my library loan, as I lived out of town – no reason why she could not, she just did not out of bitch spite. And NO, I was not disrespectful in any way when I asked for it (you stupid bimbos who blame me for somebody else’s bitch behaviour; I have had it up to here with you, it is not my fault you or any other woman are stupid. Got it.) And then when I went there, she organized along with bitches from Gunnedah Council - a parking ticket for $79 whilst parked outside the Gunnedah library for 2hrs and 2 minutes (Gunnedah is a small country town, with certainly no need for parking signs at all let alone parking inspectors, I was later told by the Tafe Librarian (one with common sense) that I was the only person in Gunnedah to receive a parking ticket ever. Bloody bitchy dogs. I don’t even know that bitch libarian?) So that librarian plus other council staff were in cahoots. She was one of those non-thinking phone twits who would talk to me like she was talking to me on a phone, like, shove the phone into my view whenever I came to the counter to check out books. Weirdo. Fuck off. Due to that stupid librarian and her stupid council co-horts, they did not get those amazing books back that needed the extension, as I really could not make it in to town, and I sure as hell was not going to pay that stupid thieving bitch her requested $15 late fine – the whole point of her refusal – was so she could steal $15. (The books were given to charity) They might not want to be so stupid in the future. But I will no longer go to the library ever again, and stick to Google. Which is a shame, as I have spent many hours in a library over the years, as I have mentioned I was library prefect in primary school!! And practically read every book in that school library! Least this happened after I had my “socks blown off” by the books about native plants. I was told that librarian was fired because of this incident, but I would be surprised if this was the case; most instance with revolting bullies like her, (and there are many) - they get away with it all the time, there is no “mother” to take her stupid child and reprimand, there is no ”teacher” to give the bully detention. It’s like if I want that girl to understand how wrong she is, I would personally have to go and seek her out – follow her, and attack her in some way, physically punish her, so she is shocked into understanding). And as if I am going to do that! STUPID LITTLE GIRL WHO STILL NEEDS HER MOTHER. This is just one of the antics that those Gunnedah council girls, – little girls, get up to in order to screw people about. They are literally thieves who devise plans of how to steal from customers, especially ones they do not know very well. I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive is just not an option and certainly not a part of my nature. I feel some people say (and do say) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” But this is actually just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be respectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. I also want to add, now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically stupid, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about from experience. Yet, still I am respectful and polite, as usual. I mostly do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. Aside from the photo above, stolen, I’ve written about this ‘little girl’ issue before, and it was stolen too, telling me that I am definitely hitting the nail on the head with this one. Although I have mentioned it’s also about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. I definitely do not have a poker face, in fact, quite the opposite. I use my face extensively and probably way more than a typical person. When it comes to expressing myself, I use my face; a lot of nose scrunching, and or, a lot of smiling. I do it deliberately so I don’t have to speak (!), a subconscious learnt ability. I would be truly hopeless at playing poker. I have a natural desire to be honest, unlike most other women. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by behind the counter sales girls and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty little ‘made up’ face (I never wear makeup), so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is. So stupid. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. Oh, and someone else told me this library situation was sexual discrimination, as many people, for some reason, think I am gay. So, it was ‘gay bashing’ – female style. Again, see their stupidity. Not gay. Apparently, any type of harassment is sexual harassment, I assume that means anyone who gives me a hard time or steals from me, is sexually frustrated! {and the majority of people who do, are women – OMG, go and take care of yourselves you stupid repressed twits. Such irony here.} And, while I am reminded of this library, one time, I was there, the dogs who ‘go get people from my paste’, and ‘insert’ them, across my current path, were there, they got some aboriginal girl from Tafe, who must have done something nasty and bitchy (don’t ask me what – I pay no attention to most people, oh, I think she was just rude. Yeah, pay no attention if they are rude. So, then they got another aboriginal girl who I did not know, to cross my path and make up some joke (not at my expense) – they do this to make up for what the stupid bitch did – they do this over and over and over again, over many many years. Same arrogant dogs arranging it. But I have heard some VERY CLEVER jokes in my time! I also had problems in 2023 with Sarina council poisoning my trees, and stalking by ‘inserting across my path’, with same female lollypop road worker. I remember back when I was 18 or something, also and in fact, I was in the library, different librarian?, and it must've been some situation along the lines of what I've been talking about above, I mean, I don't even remember it well, but it just didn't make sense of why this person was nasty. And, there was somebody else standing in the library, and she turned to me, she could see I didn't understand what was going on in the situation, and she said "oh it's Council related, the Council only employ really stupid people..." and she went on for about 10 minutes of telling me the process of how they employ council workers, and they type of person who works at council!! She must've been someone old and wise, like I am now, trying to explain to a young person, who has no idea about how the world works at all! I remember it now. So funny! They also edited this with 20 spelling mistakes. 12. This is how I Have to Lock the Door now, Thieves Stealing My Keys At this house in Rangari, thieves often (4 times) stole my keys. I kept having to change the locks, at considerable expense. At one point this is what I had to do, because I couldn’t afford to go into town every time they were stolen. The amount of money I have had to spend on new locks/ padlocks/ keys/ key copies/ security cameras – it would be well into the thousands now, and continues to be just such a waste of money, at least $60 a quarter to run CCTV. Curse them, I hope those thieves GET CANCER AND DIE. Btw, I would NOT want to be in their shoes, they will have major karmic dept now HA HA. I suspect it was my landlord David Heywood who took them at least twice. Bad enough if you misplace them, but when they are actually stolen, and you have been looking all that time….. so pissed off. {btw, I have a tracker in my keys now, car and unit - HA again) 13. Thief Access Via Cat Flaps That was my front door with the catflap at Rangari, (homemade cat flap worked well, but I had to cut a hole in it for 1 of my cats who was blind, he couldn’t see it otherwise, but he could sense the light through the hole) Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo showing the door closed from the inside, because right next to the door was my purple bowl of cat food. I would always leave a bowl of bikys for my cats to help themselves whenever they want. Just in case they were hungry out of meal times! One morning after I just left a new bowl of bikys there the night before, I looked at the bowl and it was completely empty (usually takes about 2 weeks for them to go through a bowl of bikys {no mould or moisture problems in Gunnedah!}) And some desperado little girl thief, had literally put her hand through that cat flap and reached for the bowl, then emptied the contents of the bowl, and then put the bowl back. Can you believe that? You better. I suspect it was Emma Finylason and Heath Barwick because at that particular time suddenly a cat appeared at their address, {I went round there to confront them about another stolen item and drunk behaviour, and Emma kicked her cat, severely, out of frustrations, as I was telling her off} SUMS IT UP DOESN’T IT.} Plus they’re the only neighbours I had within a 5km radius, plus Heath Barwick is a drunken thieving retard idiot, which I have previously described in great detail on this blog. Those people have no idea of karmic debt, do they? Idiots. Stupid. {Or possibly Emma was there to try and save Heath from copying a ‘verbal’ beating from me. So, she gets it instead. Go ahead, try and save Heath Barwick! Lol lol. He has serious UNWANTED CHILDHOOD issues. I need to mention again, I do not really know Heath Barwick, I had meant him once or twice briefly when I was 18. We are not friends. Nor do I know Emma well, we never spoke at school, she was in a younger year. I should mention here, wherever I go I have dogs who follow me (I believe they are NEGS related; Cathy Goldman and older girls ahead of my year, Wainberg girl, related) and often when I go into certain shops, (on my list), the dogs are there waiting listening in to my conversation with the shop girl, in order to “monitor” me, to make sure I do not say anything “wrong”. There are really threatened by me. So, the dogs now think, it is because of them, that I am a respectful well-spoken lady {can you believe that? - it’s true, this is what those stupid women do, and they often steal in the situation too}. So, I am guessing Emma and that stupid blonde thought she would be safe from a verbal lashing. Fuck off you stupid dogs; that school is the WORST SCHOOL in the world. Oh, I want to point out, I had just switched to a new expensive brand of bikys, and these ones were extra special, not only were they extra small for two of my cats who were quite small, but the cats loved them, thought these ones very tasty. (No ash or cardboard). So those biscuits were definitely stolen by a jealous dog. She was jealous of these cat biscuits. In that same manner of the stupid short blonde who thinks I am not deserved of anything good, but she thinks she IS deserved, and so just takes from me. Maybe Emma was ‘egged’ on by this stupid blonde? I am so outrageously irritated, by stupid stupid jealous little twits. PISS OFF, get your own life. You know, actually I have observed, most people when they encounter me, they kind of hang around wanting something, and if I don’t give them anything, then they just take something. They have this strange juvenile mentality where I should have to give them something just because they are perving on me, like a child that hangs around a mother who is cooking, wanting a little sample morsel. The stupid nature of people is just ridiculous. Fuck off you stupid little bimbo dogs. I don’t fucking owe you anything. 14. The Reject Shop Thieves In Gunnedah when I used to shop at the Reject Shop (one of those $2 import shops) I had many items stolen out of my bag. Stolen when I shopped instore, as well as from my car while I was instore, as well as from out of my bag or car, after I had left the store, during the course of the day at some point. Thieving stalkers. It was so bad, that I invested in a car camera, and instead of running the carcam while I was travelling, I would have to turn the camera on when I was parked in the car park, and one time just after I installed my carcam, there was a huge commotion when I was instore at the Reject Shop, and I literally saw these dogs talking on phones to the person trying to break into my car. (The dogs get men to do their dirty work, and the dogs act as ‘look outs’, watching where I am at.) I overheard them talking about my carcam. So, the 2 yobo men must’ve seen the camera and so have not broken in to my car (I saw the 2 men as I left the store, 2 young looking boys in their 20’s with freckles and brown hair). So, ha ha ha ha ha - they couldn’t steal from my car once I installed the camera. The most common item I had stolen from these little two-dollar shops (there were 2 guilty stores in Gunnedah, The Reject Shop near Coles and Crazy Sam’s in the old Co-op), were reading glasses. They would usually steal them even before I got home and unpacked my bag. Sometimes they used to do it in a sneaky manner, the same tactics as what a magician uses to distract their audience. I especially found if there was a movie or a television show that had just started which was about magic or had a magician, or magicians in it, then the pickpocketing and theft would increase 50-fold. Also, the Reject shop in Gunnedah got such a bad reputation it had to close. I can assure you anyone who is a magician is a thief; the thieving personality is the type attracted to being a magician. And anybody wanting to see a magic show live or on television are complete morons. So not only did I have to have a camera on in my car when I left it, but I also had to have a camera around my neck when I went instore, and after I did these two things, finally the thieving almost ceased. Except now they figured out how they can do it in a legal manner, and that’s by scanning; girls (staff) go around scanning products that are on my list, and making them a higher price than the stated tag on the shelf, or often they remove the tag. So, once I moved to Sarina where there is a Reject Shop, I thought, well I’m in a whole new area, 1500 km away from the Gunnedah Reject Shop, why don’t I try to go here see what happens; but sure, enough I was overcharged by 75c the first time at checkout, as well as was ripped off with some faulty waxing products, (but I was able to return those and get my money back). The little short blonde girl was there, and who apologised (of course I do not accept her apology, I hope that girl gets cancer and dies) but I had to go back to get tissues (none at the supermarket) and the girl attempted to overcharge me again by 5c (for some reason I paid cash both times). The game of overcharging. In fact, I’ve noticed, every shop I’ve been into, at Sarina all the shop girls have attempted to overcharge me. Mitre 10 overcharged me; the service station tried to overcharge me (Sarina Beach Road fuels). The mechanic stole from me ($72). So still thank goodness for online shopping (who by the way are also, not innocent of stealing from customers, but at least everything online is recorded and bank transactions are the same as the recorded receipts) {once at a Tamworth watch jewellers, she quoted the price instore verbally, infront of people, but then went ahead and charged my credit card more than her quote – female shop girls - such fucking thieves}. At the moment I want to purchase some ribbon, and the price is RIDICULOUS, so expensive, I am certain they have my ip address and have tracked me, plus messed with google search results, so I have only one choice as to where to buy Ribbon from? 15. Sluen; Stolen and Discarded One day I was sitting on the Veranda at Rangari cottage, sipping in my morning coffee, when I heard ‘plop’, I saw from the corner of my eye, one of the Eucalyptus in my little rockery out front (Eucalyptus pyriformis ) had just dropped a big flower pod bottom, and the flower had burst out. Eucalyptus pyriformis has one of the biggest flowers, so the pod that fell was quite large. I saw it lying on the ground, and thought I would collect those, there’s bound to be something I can do with them. So, I went back out a little later to collect it, but it wasn’t there, gone. I thought it suspicious because there’s certainly no animal that would take an empty pod like that. A little while later as I was out weeding, and there was another ‘plop’, and another pod dropped. Right, I’ll go and get that one, just after I finished this bed. So, half an hour later I went over there, and, you know it, it had gone too. So, it is my firm belief, that somebody in the area (not mentioning any names – but I would place money on the fact that it was David Heywood the landlord, who would have been bored as shit, decided that he should take them, purely for no reason other than to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a farmer in his 50s. Of course, he could’ve been neighbour Heath Barwick, whose motivation would also be just to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a complete idiot. Of course, neither of those two people have been convicted of any theft, so these item that have been stolen, has been SLUEN. 16. Sleepers Stolen by Wealthy Bastard and Bird Stories I’ve talked about my garden and how I feel it was ‘stolen’ from me, and it was like there was a movement of brainwashing, and ‘outwilling’ going on. I’m going to show you another reason why I think this conspiracy is real. This is my garden, my vegetable patch, with all my logs/sleepers that I have found/collected and spent 10 years building. Today, there are no sleepers in that garden, they lie at Peter long’s place - a lawyer in Gunnedah who I strongly suspect is one of the guilty bastards behind the conspiracy. There are certain people that take ‘wealth accumulation’ very seriously, like Peter, meanwhile, I was this single young woman, who had built-up this magnificent garden from nothing, and someone like me will drive someone like him nuts; “who the hell does that girl think she is? she doesn’t even have a full-time job with a boss. And yet she has this huge beautiful garden”. (Lot of people think this way - although its mainly girls, they are jealous by Australian nature, due to mothers breeding like rabbits). Another reason why I suspect him is because I lived on his cottage (briefly and unfortunately) and he and his kids (adult girls), I suspect, would steal from me and do things like put pebbles in my dish drawer - he’s an arse. And he especially wouldn’t do anything “help wise” for anyone else unless he’s being paid $100/hr or whatever the going rate is for a lawyer. Yet when I had to leave, he personally came out with his trailer and loaded those sleepers onto his trailer, so he has my sleepers. He WANTED those sleepers for his garden. (Ironbark heavy duty sleepers. Back in the day, not so long ago, these were discarded, now they are worth a pretty penny. Most of these sleepers, I retrieved out of the Heywood’s ‘on farm’ tip (I was just lucky these ones hadn’t been burnt) or by the roadside after rail workers discarded them, and I recall most farmers back in the day, including my dad, just burning such logs, I am pretty sure they would reach over $100 each these days). I did have a photo of the garden they lie in now, but it has disappeared off my PC, (STOLEN PROOF), the only one I could find was this one with his partner Sara Fergusons’s stray cat that turned up when I was there (they half starve their animals). So, I have a strong feeling that this guy helped “will” me out, so he could get the sleepers for his farm/garden. BTW, they don’t even grow veges, I am pretty sure too, neither of them actually cook either. It’s all just for show for them. Here is a good spot to add what the dogs do about the wood I collected; the timber I collected on Davids farm, was mostly from the old tip out there, which they no longer use – very sensible. But David told me how to get there, it is in a remote spot on their huge farm {I have written about this twice before, but it is a big deal, so I am writing about it again.} So, I got pretty much all of it, and put it to some use. Later some little idiot dog was trying to accuse me of stealing Davids timber - I think they might have been trying to tell Brenda, that I was stealing Davids timber? Or I am not sure who they were trying to convince that I was stealing timber, but it was someone and someone! Bird related. So anyway, when they discovered that you cannot access the tip without knowing where it is, whoever it was (coward) realized I could only have obtained the timber with Davids permission. So, I suspect this was actually microsoft related? Computer nerds trying to but in and “get her” – this is a typical stupid Australian thing that happens to me all the time, people trying to “get me” just like that theft accusation, they tried to get me on tax evasion (as if), also Centrelink fraud twice ( yeah right) and crazy incarceration (they wish), and now accommodation, I have literally no where to live, and notice to leave. Don’t think this was not a conspiracy! Now, while this blog is about me and my life, I have stated many times that I am on a personal mission to combat thievery, (meaning people who steal from me), but, why not other people’s thievery bane too. Here is some blatant timber related theft going on in the world; I saw on Netflix once time a show about the timber chainsaw festival in America, I think it was America, could have been Canada? But, they’re fantastic!! What they can do with chainsaw, wow! Anyway, after one such show was a documentary on a logging company, and they were showing this family cut down all these trees to sell as logs. And the family were making a fuss about how the government has all these rules, and so they didn’t have enough time to collect all their cut logs before the snow set in, so they were going on and on poo pooing the government saying oh, they would lose all those logs and all that time wasted and money loss- on and on. But so then the narration on the documentary explained the rules on old logs; logs that have been cut down the season before are considered old logs, and can be still collected from the forest later, but they are collected under the recycling, reclaim category, which means the loggers don’t have to pay the full amount (it was quarter of the price) so, it turns out, that guy was deliberatley saying he didn’t have enough time to collect, so he could go back the following season and pay ¼ of the fee. He’s totally scamming the department of forestry! On and on he went. LIAR. I did get the feeling that the Department of forestry could see what was going on; they’re not stoopid! But they didn’t know a way around it. So, it seems to me if they kind of knew enough to imply what was going on in this documentary, maybe they want someone to see what is going on too, and remedy it? When I was constructing my big veggie patch at Rangari, which consisted of log rows, each about a metre wide and 20m long. I had quite a collection of sleepers and cut logs, but there were a few gaps here and there where I didn’t have quite enough. So, I had to go out hunting down the paddock to find specific sized logs. Surprising how many I found down the paddock. As I was looking, I noticed there was a bird hovering around and calling out wherever some logs lay, and, what’s more, it was a sized log that would be the perfect fit to close the gap, -the bird had turned it into a game with me, he was watching me and saw I need just the right size logs, and so he was finding the logs for me, sure enough when I headed over to where he was calling, there was a log of just the right size - he found at least four for me! Brilliant. This was the garden I was forced to leave 10yrs, by my new bully landlord, the Carters. You know, a lot of people helped me find certain plants or other things I needed – some of them very famous, but Carters just come along, and kick kick kick. There is a little bit more to this bird story. I would say before this point I didn’t really pay much attention to the birds, they were just always there in the background, happy and chittering away. But I have since discovered that there is a whole other bird world that goes on - the birds are very much connected to humans, and are very interested in what the humans do, they watch the humans all the time, they love humans, and they try to interact, in sometimes odd bird like ways. They especially love it if you include them in your life, like if you’re creating an art work and you put a bird in it - they bounce around outside the window with joy whistling and singing and carrying on with delight. Sometimes they will get up to antics to try and amuse you, like once, one evening just before dusk, in came a huge flock of birds, I think they were Starlings, (too bad I didn’t have my camera and catch it) because they were literally dancing in the sky, it was amazing. I’d seen it on TV, but when it happens right above you, 1000’s of birds flying one way and then turning another, the movement it creates is just magnificent, and I felt really special to have witnessed it. (Birds are soo meant to fly, and not meant to be held in captivity, in a cage - wakey wakey). Another time there was a flock of big white Cockies and in the front paddock, just off my Veranda, there was at least 500 of them, if not 5000, Cockatoos that is, and along comes this little tiny Willy Wagtail, he/she must’ve had a nest nearby, because it wasn’t pleased at all with all of these big Cockies, and with just a few little wags of his tail and some high shrill shrieks, he managed to move all those Cockies onto a different paddock! Actually, I have quite a few more bird stories, but I’m sure most people do. I should mention, I do believe if you’re showing signs of illness/sickness or injury etc, they’re birdbrain instinct will kick in, and if they could, they would peck you to death, just like the chooks do in the henhouse with a sick chook, and some people with birdbrains also do it, just in the form of bullying/picking on the weak. 17. Pliers Taken and Angled Under my Car Tyre at Long Cottage, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia 2018 These pliers were stolen, I suspect by, by my landlord in Gunnedah, Peter Long, a lawyer, incahoots with my jobs provider Graham Kent, who then placed them under my wheel, so when I reversed, I would get a puncture. It cost me a whole new tyre. I did not think this at the time, but in retrospect looking back and remembering all our conversations and interactions, this is what I now know happened. The world would be a better place without both those people (No conviction, nor a suspect by the police) I have to say that for legal reasons, as if there is no ‘hard proof’, as in like for 99% of all crimes committed in Australia, there can be no accountability, according to the Police. I believe they both did it, well Peter did it, ‘egged’ on by Graham Kent, my then Jobs Provider, trying to impress each other. He did it. I think because, he thought I was driving too fast on HIS driveway. (He is backwards territorial dog). WHO DOES HE THINK HE HIS? (Birdy told me, all men in their 50’s are like this, they change and turn into power tripping righteous arshole bullies! Arrogant morons). I was driving normally. And why would you handle this problem in this manner? Who does that, is he retarded? Doesn’t he know how to converse with someone? Why didn’t he say “hey I think you’re driving too fast on my driveway, if you don’t slow down, I’m going to get really pissed off”. Easy. Fucking idiots who don’t know how to communicate - another bane of my existence. And actually, I believe the reason he didn’t attempt to converse with me was because I WASN’T driving too fast, and he knew it, it is not his place to say at what speed I drive down his driveway. He just wanted an excuse to be a bully arshole, to power trip. And my driving was it. Same with the how Jobs providers provide shoes for unemployed, this does not sit well for the pompous rich, I have written about a whole “shoes” situation around this time, ending in physically handicapping me. It’s like this man, and other men of similar age, have invented a game for themselves, to seek revenge on people that annoy them in some way. They seem to concoct ‘made up’ fighting tactics - that so called other people use against him. Then seek revenge for those made-up concoctions. It’s like a board game that old man has come up with to amuse themselves - it is total dysfunction. Stop using me as your personal whipping toy – you complete morons. Do you think that is my purpose in life? Do you think I was sent directly into your life so you could fight me? Do you think we are in a fighting relationship? If so, you need help, serious psychological help. Leave me alone, you deluded old men. There were also the pebbles in my dishwasher. Now, I’m not sure about my dishwasher, well I do suspect, same landlord put pebbles in my Dishdraw, via my chook feeder that I clean daily. Because I’ve had chooks for the previous 15 years, and I’ve never once had pebble‘s in my Dishdraw. It’s only when I lived at his place, that suddenly, I had pebbles in Dishdraw. The reason, I suspect him, is because he had 2 concocted motivations; he’s jealous because I have a really good Dishdraw. He is hung up about ‘class’ - just like that stupid short blonde girl in Gunnedah. Plus, he was “off grid”, so I think he thought the Dishdraw would use too much power. And his way of dealing with any problem he encounters, again, was NOT to talk about it or approach me at all, but to think of some way he could attack me – via pebbles. IDIOT. Little did he know, just how good Fisher and Paykel are. { low electricity consumption, they’re practically 5 star on Eco Fast wash, which I always used, plus they have a filter to catch any pebbles} HA Again, no convictions. And btw, the reason he was off grid, only 8km out of town was because Gunnedah council wanted $150,000 to connect the power. And that is ABSURD, Gunnedah council was trying to steal from him for sure, so he turned round and went off grid to stick it to them. It could have been Essential Energy and not council, as I know Essential Energy were stealing from me after I put my 5kw solar panels on. The previous PM, said he fixed the electricity stealing problem in Gunnedah. I would have to see that to believe it; as they are extremely arrogant thieves and do what they want in regards to charging certain people whatever they want. Also, when I was moving there, it was over a couple of weeks, since I had heaps of farm stuff / plants to uproot, sheds etc (pool, solar panels….) Actually, I lost a whole heap of weight over those final 3 mnths at Rangari, I went back to being like I was at age 24! Skinny Minnie. So, I would just turn up at Longs with a load, and go home and get some more, he said this was fine. But I think he went through my stuff in that time, plus his kids did, at any rate my spinning wheel had been tampered with and a part broken, maybe his girls, and partners girls, had tried to spin? This will probably be more likely. But I know my seed cabinet / filing cabinet had been gone through, and that is what he would have been curious about. Control issues. He used to read my emails I sent my sister when she worked for him. So, he did not have any control over me: I'm not a part of his family, I don’t even know him, he’s not a friend I would sit down and listen to or have conversation with. I'm just some unknown person that's come into his life in the form of “renting their house”, why would he think he would have ANY control over me?? So because he doesn't have any control over me - this is what he does - such STUPIDITY and he's a lawyer. Idiot. I-D-I-O-T. I should mention, when I was there and attending appointments with the jobs provider, 2017, Graham Kent, that’s also when my new work boots were sabotaged, it was through that Jobs provider at the same time my Tyres was sabotaged. Hole in my tyre. Hole in my shoe – NOT A COININCICDENCE. See, they give job candidates workboots for work related things, so I was entitled to work boots, but there seems to be a lot of people in the community who hears about the “new shoes” - something for free, and it really pisses them off: “how dare she should be getting a brand-new pair of workboots”. Peter Long is someone who would think this, and the stupid blonde whoever that is, and possibly many many many people in Gunnedah who would think this in fact, there’s a lot of jealousy in life I’ve discovered. Updated in 2025, and I STILL CAN’T WALK DUE TO COLLAPSED ARCH DUE TO THOSE WORKBOOTS. Fuck them. Actually, I think this is a good spot to put the 'jobs providers issues'. This problem with Graham Kent is not the first one, a lot of them seem to have major problems. Graham Kent and Courtney Lang were in partnership at Joblink Plus. I have mentioned this before; it keeps getting deleted. Courtney looked like Courtney from SYTYCD. I think it must be Centrelink putting in jobs providers of people from my past, in some cases. Like they're not actually jobs providers, but big fakers. I know I have talked about it before, so I won't mention all the numerous fake job providers I've had. But these 2 were pretty much the most ‘suss and evil’ out of all of the jobs providers I've had. And I've had some really bad ones. That whole area is just one of abuse and control; a means to power over someone of low income. It’s such a problem for them, that in my opinion those types of people have mental health issues, and it's so bizarre how they put people with mental health problems in these well-paid job positions. They're pretty much all narcissists, and they do not care if they are in violation of the law or Centrelink rules. (what is Centrelink thinking?) Whenever I have complained to Centrelink they have done nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even getting back to me (I must admit that I did not own a phone for a long time, and this could be related to their lack of response). There was a time, around the period in 2020 when I was abducted, when suddenly, I think it was brought to their attention, that they have monumentally fucked up with me. They suddenly seemed to be going out of their way to fix things, like try to address my complaints, it lasted for a few months! They were even helpful, which is most unusual; the LAST word I would use to describe Centrelink would be “helpful”, more like the exact opposite of helpful. But anyway, they were! I've had more complaints since, and they've kind of gone back to their old ways of being total Nazis. In 2025 they have started to not ignore a complaint but seek revenge for anyone who complains, and do some sort of punishment, like phone harassment, and ignoring Dr’s medical certificates – they are still total cunts. I think now, one of the jobs providers from Gunnedah, works at Centrelink up here, I am fairly certain I recognised the nazi voice. I did put in another complaint to try and nip it that one in the bud, (just in case someone listens to my complaint). Ultimately my experience with Centrelink and jobs providers is one of absolute disgust, they are pure evil, and it is my mission to try to avoid them. 18. Melaleuca nesophila x 2 tubes STOLEN from shade house at Long Cottage Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is another one of those times where I purchased something from a retailer and lo and behold something related to that retail industry gets stolen so I purchased some Melaleuca essential oil online from New Directions in Marrickville , and these two Melaleuca tubes go missing around that time; just taken out of my shade house. It’s exactly along the same lines as when I purchased a torch from Kogan; my other torch was stolen. When I purchased something from Spotlight my Capri patterns were stolen, when I purchased some hose connectors from the Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose washes and awl were stolen - by the way I made a poster about this and named the TradingPost, and within a week of those particular items stolen, they were returned. Unfortunately, that doesn’t always happen, but I guess in this particular instance, it was posted in the right place, at the right time. I really have so many examples, because obviously being 48 now, I have made a lot of purchases in my life, which coincides with a lot of thefts. One can only assume why someone would be doing this bitchy behaviour? At one point I thought it is the Toll couriers who deliver my goods; who are then playing a game; as in, you will have to pay the toll to us, for delivering your parcel – an arshole game. And so, they steal something if they somehow do not acquire an additional $2 or something? Although there are many things I purchase which aren’t delivered, and they still steal from me then, so that rules out my Toll theory, although toll are extremely guilty anyway, because I know they stalk me when I go into town (Bundaberg, and before Miriam Vale, and in Gunnedah too) at, particularly, shops that I visit but don’t purchase anything from; suddenly a toll truck parks right in front of me, blocking my way, as if to say you better purchase something from them or they will steal from you, to pay the Toll. They are absolute bastards, and that Toll business should be closedown (at least a name changes for all those stupid cockanninnie workers they have). They also did it at Jaycar Mackay, but I happen to purchase something there (turned out later I need not have bothered, it did not work), but some guy accused me of hitting his car as I parked, but I did not, and I believe, as I had purchased something, he (the car liar re fake dent), said, “don’t worry about it.” As if! I believe there are a lot of people who think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and okay. It’s like, if you don’t purchase from a shop you visit, then they have the right to steal from you. This notion is TRULY ABSURD, and all the people who think otherwise; you have severe mental health problems. Seriously. It is not acceptable to steal from someone under any circumstances, let alone if they visit a shop and decide not to purchase - you stupid little dogs. I believe there’s heaps of them on the radio as well who encourage such behaviour. Stupid radio people, get a brain. I’m sick of seeing this absurd juvenile bully behaviour – YOU ARE NOT 12YRS OLD ANYMORE. Grow up. One time I purchased some crockery and knives from a catering business, and this business was located on the other side of Australia, and at that time, one of my existing knives was stolen. But I got the feeling that it wasn’t actually the retailer stealing, it was my neighbours seeing me speak to and make a brand-new purchase which made them jealous; so, they stole something. I mean what a stupid bunch of 3rd born jealous bitches. You know little message for my neighbours; we are not in any type of relationship, comprehende? It is not your place to be jealous, get a grip on reality. And stop being so dysfunctional. It is none of your business what purchase I make and who I speak with – it is my business, not anyone else’s. 19. 10 Of My 500ml Coffee Mugs were Stolen in Gunnedah I only have 1 coffee cup left after purchasing 12! I know these were stolen by female marketing dogs. I know because also, 17 of my Arabica stoneware dinner plates were stolen, and I was able to purchase some lovely replacement pink stoneware dinner plates from Kmart. So, the female copycat marketing dogs (not from Kmart) made some matching pink coffee cups and stole my white coffee cups, so I would purchase theirs. Those women are scum and their coffee cups were crap. I certainly won’t be purchasing them. How could you possibly not see, that it’s not up to YOU to decide what coffee cups I should have? You must be absolutely DELUSIONAL WOMEN. Meanwhile I’m saving up for some more 500mm white ones, and I can’t begin to tell you what a drag it is not to have any clean coffee cups every morning. I hope those bimbo women burn in hell, thieving dogs. I should add, I don’t think that Kmart stole my Arabia‘s, they just saw that my plates were stolen and produced some new stoneware ones for me to purchase, which was actually very thoughtful. However, I do think whoever stole my coffee mugs, or whoever put out those pink matchy matchy coffee mugs up for sale, did steal my white mugs. At the time I was living at long cottage and I suspect they knew who they were, and it was a marketing thing, fuck them all. Later I saw some other girls doing signs, stating they found out who took them, and it was women in the fashion industry who knew me, and who stole them from me, as they were jealous, and wanted the ‘big’ coffee cups themselves, as they deemed me ‘undeserved’ of ‘big’ coffee cups. TYPICAL STUPID JEALOUS BIMBO WOMEN. The bane of my life - no women are allowed in my life anymore - you are too STUPID. Oh, no, no hard feelings about my stolen coffee cups at all. I am going to haunt you for all eternity about these. HA HA HAHAHHA 20. Toothbrush kit stolen by stoopid man who did nurse’s Dirtywork This kit was stolen by someone stalking me at the Gunnedah Hospital and saw me with it! It was then stolen after I left the Hospital, taken from my pink bag (most likely while it was left in my locked car). Can you believe that – my pink travel toothbrush kit! – some people – so desperate. So, it was the two nurses at the hospital who I spoke with at the time, who I believe, then called this particular person (thief, male) to come down to the hospital and stalk me: so it was the girls at the hospital intangible plan (that would be related to free health care – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, The same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Since I wrote about it here on my Blog in Gin Gin, 2020, this type of theft has stopped (I think) although there are still a lot of thieving bitches that work in the health sector I’m pretty sure one of them tampered with my Imed scan results?). {Spoke too soon, they do the same thing at Sarina Family Medical centre;2 aboriginal guys follow me, and steal, and put sugar in my car petrol tank.} The reason I was at the hospital, was because when I tried to make an appointment at the local Doctors, the reception dogs always say - no, there are no appointments left today, (they always say this) and as they do NOT take appointments in advance, for some STUPID reason, I had to go to the emergency section at the Gunnedah Hospital (I know the Doctors had appointments available too that day- could you please tell me in writing why those dimwit reception bimbos refuse to give me any doctor’s appointments?) girls, do they have a brain at all? NO – THEY DO NOT. (I did not right this blog until YEARS LATER – in case you’re wondering if this name calling is why. Those girls were unknown to me, and did not know me either. I am a respectful, honest and polite person out in public.) Maybe the thief wanted me to tell my little story about the stupid bitches who work for the doctors? Who knows? Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia p2 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

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So, this is an example that I have to constantly battle, my whole adult life as a single female. Everybody assumes I’m to blame for any problem, I must be the criminal thief! I must be a drunk! I must be on drugs! And it’s always the other way around. ALLWAYS. It was the same when I was incarcerated against my will by the Bundaberg Mental Health greedy people, when I asked my uncle to phone and vouch for me. I’m pretty sure he assumed that if I was there, well then, I must be crazy. Back then, I Life Stories P6 1. My Pool Sold - My pride My joy This is my pool. Oh well, it was my pool, I should say. I purchased it, I built it. I kept it clean. I chose the ‘green’ liner, which I loved, especially when the sun shone through. Every time I went up there for a swim, {at least twice a day in summer}. I had this big grin on my face, and I systematically would just burst into laughter every so often. My pride and my joy, my pool. As close to the ocean as I would get, so I thought at the time. My favourite exercise in it was Zigzagging down the pool, from side to side; pushing off from the wall hard, flexing all my muscles, then gliding to the next spot! I loved it, and since my arms were ‘spent’ after furious knitting, this exercise was an enjoyable and gratifying alternative. The pool, at 2.2m was perfect for this fun activity. {I made a note of describing my ‘happy feelings’ in this story, about my pool - not to show vulnerability (as some suspect), but to show that you don't actually need other people to make you happy. You need to find things that make you happy, whether that be swimming, or having someone to snuggle up to: but you don't actually need other people, is my point - part of the psychological barrier that some people don't seem to get over in life. This ‘didi’ was stolen, so I suspect it's important to know in life. I've said it before my blog; All you need his water.} However, sadly the property sold and the new owners (neighbours), asked me to leave. They didn’t even have anyone lined up to move in. And I bet it remains vacant still to this day. But, my plan was to take the pool with me if I ever had to leave, and set it up at my next address – I had built it with this in mind, and everything was removable and ‘impermanent’. I had even put a slight decline at one end for easy water removal. However, after the forced 5th relocation since Rangari, with no suitable place for a long 25m pool, and ‘spent’ arms, I realized I would have to sell it. (25mx2.2m and 1.2m deep). So sad. I had major difficulty selling it. I paid in total just over $25000. It eventually sold it (2yrs later) on ebay for $207.50 to woman with 2 teenage boys and a BMW, from Brisbane. They got the highest bid, after it was set at $200. Can you believe that. She later told me she got her car the same way, she only paid $20000 for a $100000 brand new car. I suspect DOG NEWTWORK. But, also, it had actually sold 12mnths before for $5000, but the bidder never turned up to collect it, they paid – but never collected! Weird huh! I think it may have been related to ‘Wainberg’ aka Cate Rogers my landlord, someone worked out who she was before me. ”LEAVE LEAVE!!!” I spent the $5000 on food over the next 12mnths. Meat. But, I really miss it. {least I am now near a beach, even if it has stingers and crocs} Btw, at the time of building, when I arranged the excavation for the flat ground, I had no idea on the general cost of excavation, and there was only one excavator in town, man by the name of Durham, he came out, gave me a quote for $1300. I had to agree. But after he finished the work, he sent me an invoice for $1741.52 (as you can see from the invoice above). So, I wasn’t too impressed about that. What he had done was call his son out mid-way through the day to help him, and he charged me for his son!! Can you believe that. Plus, at the end of the day they had gone up to their truck which was about 100m from the house, so I had gone back to the house, and I was waiting for them to leave. They seem to be sitting in the truck for about five minutes. Just thought it was odd. But the next day I went back up to the excavated area, which I have to say, was done quite well, even though I told him not to do any compacting (books say that you’ve got to just scrape the dirt away, if you have to backfill, it doesn’t work as it compacts later. So, he backfilled half of it {but I didn’t have any problems from the backfill work, he must have really compacted it}. Anyway, when I went back up to the area the following day, my good long metal tape measure, that I had deliberately left by the fence, a huge big 30 meter long one, was gone! I know that one of those people or both of them had come back in that five minutes and have taken my tape measure. I was completely pissed off about it. TOTALLY PISSED OFF. I mean, possibly I should have been more pissed off with the fact that they’ve charge me additional $400 over the quote, but I was so pissed off and had stolen my tape measure, that this was my priority right then: I phoned their number up, it was still early in the morning, 730am, and I spoke to his wife Vicky. She said he was still asleep; can she help, I told him that one of them had stolen my tape measure, and she said no that can’t be right, but I insisted that they did. She said “I’ll just go and check their work box and the truck” She came back on the phone very annoyed and she said yes, you’re right, it is in their stuff. So, I said I’ll just deduct the $30 from the invoice. FUCKING ARSHOLES father and son. Unbelievable. But I can tell you it does not usually go that way after someone steals. They always deny it; just lucky I got his wife. Btw, my neighbours when I moved briefly into lawyer Long Cottage at Gunnedah were another wealthy lawyer family, although, I was to learn that they had moved, and guess who was living in that house now – THE EXCAVATOR!! So, he’s overcharging and stealing, and as a result, he’s like the richest man in town!! An excavator! I’m sure he studied long and hard for that job! Geez, some people really know how to be “democratic” don’t they? When I moved to Gin Gin, I was considering putting the pool up there instead of selling it, I even got a quote for excavation: guess how much: $200 What a Gunnedah scam! 2. Important Back info you should know - Slipped Disc story I want to put this here because I wish I knew it at the time. One day outside gardening/fencing, I slipped my disc in my back, when it happened, I was unable to walk, could barely crawl into bed from outside {It was just like that scene from the 80’s show “The Good Life” when Tom was fixing his diy home generator in the basement, and did his back in!}. I was in A LOT of pain. BUT apparently, as I did try to get inside, I made my back a whole heap worse, and the pain and immobility lasted for months. BUT if I had just lay down on the ground straight away, for at least 15 minutes - lying straight, legs straight, arms by your side, preferably on flat level ground, then your disc will slip back into place, and you’ll be able to get up and walk away no problems, without any more pain, (especially if your young), then you can concentrate on doing some strengthening exercises for your back. (Instead of spending the next few months in a whole heap of pain, and eventually getting a chiro to fix the problem – hooray, I could finally ditch my roller chair). After I realized this, I seemed to be teased greatly for knowing this fact, certain people (I will not be naming names) said it was bullshit. It’s not; my back slipped out again 10yrs later, I tried my technique, and voilà, it worked exactly as I said. Australians, they still suffer greatly from Tall Poppy syndrome, especially the media industry. (Tony Collette does not think nutrition and health starts from within the womb when the baby is developing – they clueless) (Do not overdose on vitamins tablets - can happen.....) Having said that, I know there is some woman, who can pinch nerves in the spine via distraction (without touching it). She is evil (Witches of Salem), and should be shot. She takes pleasure in inflicting pain on my back; rack off you stupid little dog, you are not magic, you are just a dysfunctional sadist, go and find someone who is actually into that kind of thing, and into you, AS I AM NOT (you moron). I am going to put my back story here, it’s on my list of Dr visits, on my Life Stores page too! After I slipped my disc, my whole left leg and foot swelled up, very painful, could hardly walk, I believe it’s called Sciatica? It was never diagnosed; as I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female (I will never go back to that incompetent hospital). After months of pain and immobility, it was a Chyro who fixed my back, in literally 2 seconds flat. Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop, no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro who fixed it was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, {Mat, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, he was friends with that stupid blonde bimbo stalker that looks like a miniature version of Marylin Munroe, at Petersham}, but, before I booted him out, he heard about my sore back, and suggested I see a chiro (perhaps he saw all the stupid bitch bimbos at RMIT, and took pity, decided to offer me some helpful advice?) Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, (maybe Mat recommended?) I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is, he fixed it, fast as a flash. Then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost too, (not like 2022, quote for chiro yesterday, $300 for first visit in Mackay – as if, thieving receptionists). Unfortunately, some 10 years after that I was doing some strenuous work, and I had more slipped disc problems, but with my technique of lying in a straight flat position until the discs slip back in) then later putting in my lap pool, I basically cured myself of back pain. I am free of back pain! FREE!! well, for the most part. (As you know by now I was forced to move, and now have no pool, something else that has been stolen). So, I am having some weird back problems, a little different than slipped disc. So, it was my lap pool that I invested in at Rangari, that strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again. It was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I highly recommend swimming if you have back problems. Actually, I remember maybe a few months later after the chiro, and I had moved back to Gunnedah, I started doing some laps, and one day as I was going along the black line in the 50m pool, I heard and felt “click click”; it was my back realigning itself. I want to point out even though I had a 25meter pool, and I’m well familiar with swimming in both 50 meter and 25 meter. I feel if you have a spine problem, specifically you really need the length of the 50 meter to find your stride and pace yourself, with your slow but steady momentum - so your body has time to adjust and realign. You don’t want to be stopping and turning or doing any somersaults, you just need that slow and steady rhythm so your back can realign. Breathing both sides preferably. Course, if you just want to strengthen your back muscles, 25m fine, 15m or 20m, all good. When I had my pool up and running, I started running laps too, aswell as doing some Cha Cha steps – I had just learnt a Cha Cha step, (fast fast fast fast slow slow!) My calf muscles certainly got strong; I looked like one of those female body builders from the 70’s! I miss my pool. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer, and she did not believe someone like me (woman of slight frame in my early 30’s), could have back injury - she was either stupid, or stupidly manipulated by the short blonde bitch who stalks me, that was at Gunnedah hospital. Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. And I’m going to write this bit again; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic consisting of 4th year university students. Anyone could go there for a cheaper treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing those incompetent silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I can only hope it was them, and not just the way they always are – stupidly incompetent? I just remember it quite well. SO BAD. In 2022, I have a couple of back problems again, as now I have no lap pool, and sore foot, so no exercise for 5 years. And again, no treatment. The dogs stole all my physio appointments on my care plans – plus again, really no physios who will do massage on me. Prejudice. Still resting, lying flat seems to be the best treatment. Otherwise, the only other thing I might recommend is daily massage, I am certain this would cure everything. (I might win the lotto!!). I said before, I may have got back problems due to “powers that be” seeing I am missing out on child labour birth pain, so gave me sciatica; “how dare you miss out on the womanly pain of child birth!” Photo from London Spine Unit 3. My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story A few years back just after my father died and I had received proceeds of the sale of his house (unfortunately divided by 4 - if only I had been an only child ^jgkgf*dgljlfsaa#aks$ak$@aah 😀) Anyway, I have decided with my money, I was going to get a lap pool ($25000) plus some solar panels ($14000) to run it. This will be inorder to lose some weight, and fix my 3 slipped discs in my back, plus I love to swim and where I live in Gunnedah was really hot. Plus being low income, I found there was really no ‘play’ in my life, so, I felt I needed some sort of hope and joy in my life. Anyone on low income can’t really travel anywhere, and especially me, with my situation of having dogs who follow me around everywhere (Watch Dogs – Dolly Pardon) – so, I don’t actually want to go anywhere. Well maybe a nice remote island and beach would be nice…. My landlord was at least 15yrs away from retirement age, plus he said it would be fine. So, after paying the manufacturer (John Kozur from Affordable Pools) for my pool, in full, I had to wait for it to arrive, I had to wait, and wait, and wait as the manufacturer decided to take a holiday just as the money went through, and then when he came back, he was like, messing about, and it wasn’t for a good 4 months until the pool arrived. 4 mnths! BUT then I had to wait again, as he had not included all the parts required measurements, and as I was a ‘girl’ he thought I had made the mistake – so, I had to take the manufacturer to court twice to get all the parts that I paid for, he was so dodgy, a misogynist. So in this time I was angry, because I could’ve had the pool up and running as soon as I paid for it which was summer, and instead I had to just slug it out on the couch in the heat, knitting, and I was knitting furiously thinking the whole time that I should be swimming: so what happened, my arm really copped a beating in that period of several months of anger knitting -and I developed a problem in my arms from over use; repetitive syndrome, basically it’s just inflammation in the joints which causes pain. That, also with my history of ‘dumbbell’ overuse as a swimmer in my youth (we did not know about resistance training back then) plus all the chain sawing I had done on the farm; so, because of the damage done to my arms, when the lap pool was finally up and ready, I couldn’t actually do my freestyle laps, (!) plus the cold water seemed to adversely affect my bones. But it wasn’t all bad as I installed a diy solar system, and actually I’m a very creative person, and I came up with a whole lot of other exercises to do aside from freestyle; so slow breaststroke was ok, and running in water was excellent, pushing off the side of the pool wall over to the other side all up and down the 25m - this I felt was really good – flexing muscles aswell as gentle cardio, plus dancing was a great way to lose weight, plus the music made it fun! I got so trim, fit and terrific in this time. Sadly, I was forced to move (bullies stole my house and garden) after only three years of having the pool so it was a total loss anyway (another story about that, turns out my landlord knew he was selling in 3yrs and that I would have to leave, but he never said anything. ARSHOLE. (I did resell it for $6500 2yrs later after having had to cart it around to 5, (yes 5) new addresses) and I sold the solar panels for $4000 (they cost $14000 and made NO DIFFERENCE to my bill, infact it want up even though I had noflow pump on pool), so that $4000 paid for “Move-It Relocations and Storage” Tamworth – up to QLD) Such is bitch landlords, LUCKY I do not have kids - I recommend not having kids. Here is a good spot for this pool related story: I mentioned that I spent most of my childhood in the water. I did swimming training in primary school, every morning with mom! We rode our bikes up there, she dragged me out of bed at 6 o’clock. And when the end of year swimming carnival came round in grade 6, I managed to win Senior Girl Champion, with a big trophy and a photo in the paper and all. The following year, I went away to boarding school, and I didn’t have mum to get me out of bed every morning, so I was like, I am definitely not going swimming training yoohoo! Plus, there was no pool nearby, and it was freezing at 6 o’clock in the morning in Armidale. So, 4 years went by without swimming, except fun swims at school holidays. But then in year 10, at the end of the year carnival, I was dragged into a race, it was like an ‘all inclusion’ race – “we’re going to get everyone, even people who can’t swim, into the pool to swim!” such are the antics of girls at school. So, like there’s a whole bunch of people in the race, all squashed in, and I took off after the gun went, I wasn’t really swimming very fast, I kind of thought it was a bit of a joke, but I ended up coming second to the known popular fast swimmer in our year, even though I was going really slow, and so the girls insisted that I join the swimming club, and compete the next year. So, I did. And, I devised a plan; because I didn’t really think I was that good at swimming still, because I had stopped swimming training for the past four years, but I knew from my year 6 carnival, that the fastest time I did was it in the heats at the beginning of the day, and by the time you get through all the other races at the end of the day, and do the last swim, my time was atrocious - so bad, just would’ve been from exhaustion after swimming all day long. So, at the year 11 swimming carnival, I only swam in my heat, to get a fast time, then I’d know, I would be chosen to represent New South Wales in the all-important end of the day Relay race, which is NSW vs QLD, which was a big deal at the school every year, and is what everybody is waiting for. So, I swam in my heat, and I won- only the person who was at the end of the lanes, watching to see who won, a teacher by the name of Mrs Windeyer, said that I didn’t win, and the girl next to me won! I’m like, okay - even though I knew I won. I just kind of didn’t worry about it though, because I had a plan, and as long as they checked the times then it would work still. Although I wasn’t really sure that they would check, because you know, the politics of swimming, well, the politics of any social situation, involving women especially, there’s usually a pecking order, and I definitely was nowhere near even the middle, let alone at the top, (I don’t do pecking order, still don’t) So for me to win a race - this would ruffle the feathers of certain teachers, who like to think of their predictions of who can excel and who can’t, as accurate. And I guess they had already put me in a box. (Actually, looking back at my school years that school, this is so true I can’t believe it, and their attitude is ‘caught on’ by the girls too.) So, I thought they might definitely overlook the fact that I won, and choose the girl next to me who was the popular one, in which case, that would be bad, because then they would lose the relay - they needed me. So, I’m waiting around all day for the end of the day race, while everybody else in the swimming club were doing all the races, all the different strokes, all the things that you do in a swimming carnival. But not me, just sitting, waiting, biding my time. Finally, it’s getting closer to the time of the big race, the sports captain, her name was Sally Skipper, I still remember her, blonde hair, skinny, she said, and she made a big deal in fact, I suspect she might have known what happened in the heat, but she said that she checked the times, and I was definitely faster, therefore I would be the final swimmer in the relay, so good for her. I went ahead with the race and of course we won, and it was purely because I hadn’t swum in any other races that day, whereas the girl from Queensland, had gone in every race, so she was exhausted, and I was able to beat her (normally if she wasn’t exhausted, I knew that she would be able to beat me, she was a really fast swimmer from Brisbane) So that’s my winning race story from school. And you know what, this situation, it’s kind of like what happened to my pool; I hadn’t been swimming for so long, certainly no pool out on the farm at Rangari, no waterholes even, the nearest beach was 600km away. So finally, after years of not swimming, I put in my above ground lap pool, and I had a pool! and it was fantastic! For 3 years I found my love of swimming again. I had won again. And what do you know, so someone comes along and takes my pool away “no you didn’t win, I’ll see to it.” Such is bitch pecking order in Australia…. (Same with my trees planted at new address - they were all killed by arshole "YOU DID NOT WIN YOU LOSE"} 4. Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Affordable pools - initial pool cost, 25mx2.2m lap pool, above grnd $14424.70 Liner (It was meant to be included, but Affordable pools refused) $2200 Excavation $1285 Heat pump $1485 (later sold brnew for $400) Pump lowflow eco $122.50 Petrol $200 Sunshower fittings $50 50mm pipe, Bunnings(10 lengths 50mm cat 12 x 3m $24ea) $224 Phonecalls $20 Reece $13.86 2 Concrete slab, perlite $30, concrete $10.50, mdf $12 $52.50 Wooden crate petrol / poles $10 Shade cloth $135.00 Pavers $70 Concrete pavers $16 Concrete pavers $32 Swingset for cover (later used pvc and star pickets) $12 Petrol and time / printouts for court re skimmerbox $220 Take off faucet for the eyeball $4.60 Compactor $60 Duct tape $7.50 Rio rod for pool cover (stolen at Gin Gin) $13.50 Cover $431.60 Pool roller $61 Sand (what a rip off) $440 2 x 30m Tapemeasures $30 Laser level $94 Cordless drill $150 Thermometer $13.45 Shed $365.003.7m x 1.52m Translucent roof $25 Poly tunnel 2” $230 Shade cloth $292.00 Metal 60mm cutter $10.66 More Dural fittings $4.76 Rope $33.00 Teflon tape $5 Black Pvc for lining sand $100 2” poly extra $11.89 Dural Irrigation $497.01 Bunnings silicon, rubber coupling $21.00 Glue $8.64 Reece $36 13mm poly for solar 1600m first lot $470 25mm pvc for water fall 1 only so far $9 Chlorine for emargancy $40 Extra costs later 2nd skimmer $220 More Dural fittings $97.51 Reece Solar PVC (cat9, so hope it will not blow $230 Replacement pump lowflow eco $189.00 Solar Pump 1hp $109 Solar Pump no 2 just incase no 1 breaks .5hp $54 Salt $7 /25kg bag, once a month (x12) per year; $77 Hydrochloric Acid $49 /20L, once a month (x12) per year; $588 Total Costs so far -EXCLUDING electricity and my investment of my 5kw Solar Panel System (at $14000 with NO reduction in electricity bill, only increase - this was a total waste, as my pump was a special low flow one, meaning it did not really ‘clean’ my pool, and I spent a lot of time sweeping by hand all the dead bacteria, as no creepcrawly would work on such a low flow pump. (can’t remember if I included the liner?) $23399.18 Also, it took over 12mths for all the parts to be supplied from Affordable pools – OVER 12MNTHS! See, this list of costs was stolen off my blog and online too – mmm, gee, I wonder why!! Oh, only because they over charged me in all these costs. Especially for the initial pool, John Kozur, as all the extras like the pump, skimmer, liner etc. was meant to be included, but pretty much nothing extra was included. Not to mention he forgot part of the order, then took off overseas for 3mnths for holiday, so I could not do anything that whole time. And when he got back, then he did not believe me, he thought I had made a mistake, as I was a woman. IDIOT. I had to take him to tribunal through a court so he could see, he made a mistake. He just refused to listened to me, a mere woman. His wife and kids must be fairly incompetant for him to think that all woman are incapable of building a simple lap pool. It’s just a process, it was easy. And actually, I’m not really a ‘go with the flow’ type of person, I like to do things my way, because I like to put time, effort and research into things I do. I like to choose environmentally friendly ways. I like to choose smart ways above cost cutting. I like to do things the proper way. That pool would have lasted 100 years plus+ such a waste. Secret misogynist landlord – punished for being single and not a home owner -he knew I would be leaving in 3yrs, as they were selling to Carters, but he said NOTHING. Arshole Arshole. (Reminds me of my cousin, the one who had ‘issues’ with his mum, and so but took out is anger of her, on me. David must have some ‘anger issues’ towards his wife – or possible, and more likely, his daughters.) And stop putting spelling mistakes in my writing to try and discredit me, computer nerd hackers. As I was building my pool, a neighbour or landlord, put a rock on top of my freshly compacted sand one evening after I had retired, under the newly laid Liner, Prob David Heywood; Neighbour put large rock on top of sand, under pool liner, after I had finished laying the black plastic, and left for the day. So, when I started laying the green liner the next morning, I did not see the rock, as when I checked it the day before, it was all perfect, no rocks at all. (ofcourse). This is such typical retarded stupid ‘little boy’ Australian attitude “we can’t have this girl outdraw us, so let’s muck up whatever she’s doing. TYPICAL arshole behaviour, typical male behavior. Your pathetic. I had 3 neighbours on that farm, they were Heath Barwick, David Heywood and Steve Carter - one of them did it. (BTW, I blame primary school teachers for most of the total dysfunction in society). Single woman persecution. 5. So, as a Child I was this Unbelievable Fussy Eater My Vege patch at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia, Jan 2011 Just look at me now! Actually, I found that growing my own vegetables organically, greatly improves the flavour of vegetables. In fact, I would never buy vegetables from the supermarket now, as the difference is quite extreme and especially the factor of going directly from garden to kitchen within a few hours, sometimes minutes, is probably the most notable difference in flavour. I did try some organic chicken from one of the chooks that was killed, but for me there was really no difference in the flavour. So, I figured as long as you grow your own veggies, then purchase (preferably organic grass fed) meat at the supermarket or butchers, you’ll be getting the maximum nutrition and flavour that you can get. Although I should mention when I had to move, and no longer had my veggie patch, aside from practically starving until I noticed purslane - thank God for purslane, purslane is a true superfood, seriously you should look it up, it’s so healthy, if you eat Purslane on a weekly basis, I’m pretty sure you won’t ever get sick from any nutrition related diseases, plus will fend off any bad cells (cancer). When I found this out, I started growing tubes of it to sell, but absolutely no-one in the Gladstone, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Wide Bay area, wanted to buy any, I think Queenslanders are bunch of uneducated and unhealthy Australians. Anyway, what I was getting at, was these days they have new technology which enables food suppliers to preserve vegetables in a way that doesn’t change the taste too badly, like it did in the old days. I think it’s called snap freeze. I did try some peas that were snap frozen, but, I’m sorry, there’s just no way they compare to fresh homegrown peas from the garden, the size and the flavour is like chalk and cheese) So, as I considered my garden, and vegetable garden, where stolen from me, I also consider my good health stolen. FRESH VEGETABLES ARE VITAL IN NOT GETTING SICK. So back to my story of what I wanted to say; So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater. I would really give my mother a hard time, if I didn’t like something, I simply wouldn’t eat it, even if she spent hours cooking a fancy meal - if I didn’t like it, I would just REFUSE to eat it. My mother had no idea how to handle such a fussy child, as she used to cook good food, and take pride in knowing fancy cooking techniques. My mother didn’t believe in junk food or processed food. I mean she was actually pretty food savvy for her time (MLC graduate), and she was a total ‘health nut’, very conscious of how to be healthy, she got dad to grow fresh organic veges for the family. Plus, we lived out of town so there were no corner shops that we could go down and buy any sweets or treats, there was no Maccas back then either. But instead of my mother caving in and handing out sweet treats, ‘to shut the child up’ (like most bimbo mothers), she stuck to her guns and insisted we eat healthy. As a result I was slim and never got sick as a child ever and have an extremely good immune. If I was hungry out of mealtimes, then I can distinctly hear my mother’s voice still now, “Well, have a piece of fruit!” I didn’t feel I was starved in anyway, and it wasn’t my intention to be ‘skinny’ at all, and a lot of positive health benefits have come because of being thin. I was never sick as a child (mostly, read all later). I didn’t get the flue until I moved to Sydney as a fashion student (mistake moving to Sydney, the flue is a tell). My mother was naturally petite woman, and we 4 kids were all skinny too. But when I left for boarding school at age 11, the food situation got pretty dire, especially as I was so influenced by the older girls who were constantly telling me the food was so awful, and so, of course, if it was awful, I wasn’t going to even try it – 11yr old girls are not really known for their common sense, nor did I have any concept of needing nutrition, needing fuel for your body - actually today, now, I still get a little stumped by this, because back then I could easily skip meals, and it would not have ANY effect on me, I wouldn't feel giddy or dizzy, or weak. I could still run around the oval perfectly fine. However now at age 51, if I skip a meal, or if I'm even late for lunch, oh my gosh, my body starts going into like, little panic mode, and I get really dizzy and weak! I guess I just put it down to the young being strong, and as you get older you get weaker. Allthough I do eat a lot of sweet treats now, and plan on eating more; knowing about mum and her illness, health is not as important. The eating ritual back at school consists of 12 girls to a table, with 2 older girls at each end (I feel this is a TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE way for a young teen girl to be expected to eat right/ look after herself in this manner). Anyway, so basically at this junction in my life I was getting very thin. By the time year 8 came, I was skin and bone, it would have been a problem at this point, unbeknownst to me. But luckily, I believe, I had the hand of God come down out of the sky, and insinuate “if you want to survive this school, then you are a going to have to get tall” (unfortunately being small attracts bullies, another story…s.) So, this hand of God, came about in the form of my Aunt Di, and that year for Christmas, my aunt was staying with us, and she definitely noticed there was a problem, (it is easy for an outsider to look in on a situation and see what’s going on, they often have a much clearer view than someone who is close to the situation). So, she took me aside and proposed a deal with me, she said, “Emily since I’m a seamstress and can sew clothes and since you’re a young teenage girl who loves clothes, if you put on some weight, I will sew you a whole heap of clothes”. To me, this was just music to my ears, as I did love clothing, and I actually later graduated and went on into the fashion industry. But hearing this clear-cut deal, I made it my mission to eat, even though I was fussy, there was some foods I did like, so I picked those things out and ate unbelievable amounts of food – like, at lunch, we were served a plate of bread, and you could eat as much as you want, so, I would have at least 10 slices of bread every day for lunch. I mean I would really eat as much as I could, and I was always going back to the kitchen for seconds, all the kitchen ladies knew me!! The other girls noticed it, because I was literally the skinniest girl in the school yet, I was consuming volumes if not mountains of food, some of them went nuts with jealousy (back then it was still desirable to be unhealthily thin, and I want to mention there is this stigma about not being greedy, and being ladylike -these rules need to be thrown out the window, young growing girls need to eat as much, if not more than their dads.) So, I did put on some weight and went from being a very very skinny girl to just a slim trim and terrific girl. There was a huge added bonus; because I was always one of the shortest girls in the class, (all my life, short - oompaloompa) suddenly when I started eating (it was year nine), I had this phenomenal growth spurt and I shot right up and became tall (!). So I really believe now, looking back, when I see short people, I think maybe they did not have an aunt who proposed such a deal to them in their teen days, and are thus slightly ‘stunted’ from lack of nutrition. They didn’t know how important it was to eat right. Especially back then, diet wasn’t as big a thing as it is now. Nutrition is fundamentally important, I believe it (and fun exercise) also is responsible for waking the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ phenomenon - a young girl cannot be fully aware of what is going on around her, if she does not have proper nutrition and activities. I also believe adequate diet in childhood (including in the womb) contributes to intelligence/comprehension, commonsense and civility. IT IS VERY IMPORTANT, life is about food! Oh, and if you’re a mum racking your brain with a problem in your family, and you can’t figure out what to do about it, just mention it to family or friends, it is the key. Someone may just have an offhand remark, and the problem may be sorted. {btw, mum didn’t understand little things like, if she had of served the salad individually, and not with salad dressing, I would’ve quite happily eaten it. I didn’t have a pallet for vinegar when I was young, especially the commercial bottles that she used to buy, there was no such thing as balsamic back then, and mayonnaise – yuk, I still refuse to eat that, its whipped oil – so horrid!!!}. Also, it is normal for kids to be fussy, so they can have a chance to discover new foods as they go get older, on their life journey. If they couldn’t make these new discoveries, then unsatisfaction in their meals would ensue! Did you know I never liked caramel when I was young – too sweet ! can you believe that (now, Lindt Caramel Square Milk Bag!! mmm). Also, I recommend not allowing kids to have tomato sauce or soft drinks, that way you can keep their palettes pure – no excess sugar or salt. BTW, I think there were 1 or 2 times when I was accused of being greedy by people who did not know me to well. Now, I basically went through my whole teenage years as a thin stick person, so I hate to think what it’s like for someone who’s of normal weight or even over, and healthy, for they dare not reach for a second or third biscuit, in case they have some non-thinking woman (usually somebody else’s thoughtless mother) jumping on their back about how greedy they are. I feel I need to write about my body weight too, and the effect that a virus has on person of slight frame. I have always been slim, and petite, and extremely healthy, never sick as a child. But if you examine my body a little further, you’d noticed that the top half of me is what is petite, but I have quite long and big legs with strong ankles. Actually, my bottom half looks kind of normal, whereas the top half of me has always been petite; slim shoulders, slim hips (although I have quite a large chest due to my swimming days of my youth). So, anyway, after I got infected with a virus at the nursing home, (due to burning my throat with hydrochloric acid whist cleaning, and destroying the immune‘s first port of call DAMMIT!) the virus really affected the top half of me, pretty much, it felt like every part of the top half of me has changed, and is now weak from the virus, whereas my legs are just the same now as they were before. I truly believe it’s because the top half of me was so petite, it wasn’t strong enough to handle the virus, unlike my legs (I would have a hefty kick you wouldn’t believe!). A good spot to add this observation – over the years, as an adult, I have noted, that I have some complete idiot retarded moron, who sometimes, starts revving his/her motorbike (in the past it has been other modes of transport) but at the moment it’s a motorbike, and they start revving it and racing it up and down my outside my house, - I’ve noticed this happens when I haven’t eaten in a few hours. Like being late for lunch or dinner is somehow driving this idiot complete stranger nuts? I mean there are way worse things than skipping a meal. For instance, I’ve just relocated, and have had to do all the heavy lifting by myself, and I can assure you, for a petite, that’s way worse than skipping a meal. It does long-term damage to my body, and it causes nerve damage. So that idiot needs to get a grip on reality, and mind his/her own business. Who do you think you are? I’ll tell you; you are no one to me. Oh, and sometimes I note, my neighbour will hang around at their home until I go to eat, then they leave - this happens a lot, at Gin Gin, and I just noticed here aswell. Not a coincidence – MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM business, you little cretin with no thoughts of your own. 6. The cunning plans of Mother Nature; Sneaky yet brilliant little camelian weeds and my Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical plant story Purchased some carnation seed from an eBay seller. I grew them and it turned out to be this little white flower which was a weed. The foliage was very similar to carnations. I’m guessing this grew amongst the sellers carnations -when she went to collect the seed it was caught as well, she did not notice. The foliage looks so the same, and I’ve ended up with a weed. I find weeds can do this – it is a bit of a mother nature magic trick. They are very sneaky and cunning; you can grow something out in you vege patch or flower bed, and then suddenly, an extremely similar looking plant pops up, right next to it, and you’ve got to look twice as you’re doing the weeding, “is that a weed or another seedling?” And wonder where on earth that weed came from, that looks almost identical to my flower – which btw, are usually exotics from other countries, plus, my garden out at Rangari had never been inhabited before. So where did the seed come from? Indeed, it is like mother nature and that weed, had a mischievous plan to trick the gardener so it can grow there, and tried not be diligently weeded like all the other weeds. I want to add, as a gardener, this has happened no less than 3 times on 3 different plants!! I recall when I was at school, sharing a dorm with another girl, she had a plant, and I had read that plants can respond to classical music. So I went and chased down the flavour of the month music at that particular time, which happened to be Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical, and we played it to this plant softly, all day while we were at school. We raced home to see if anything had happened, I kid you not, her plant had grown a 30cm shoot, a single stem straight up into the air!! We kept it on the following day, and again another 10cm worth of growth on that stem, the following day another 5cm. This plant just seem to be growing this single stem shoot, straight up into the air, there didn’t appear to be any leaves on it, it was a little odd looking, but that was proof as far as we’re concerned, they do respond to music! 7. Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story I want to write down a little part of my personality, because with all this bullying and thievery that goes on, I really feel like a victim, and that got me thinking, do I have the type of personality that people bully? Or is it purely a rumour, wrong information, reputation thing. I think this story might clarify. At one point in my life, I had chooks, huge big chook yard down the paddock. I had a rooster, the biggest rooster you have ever seen, big white one. He used to guard the chooks fiercely. After a while, he started attacking me when I checked for eggs. I would kick him away, but he would persist, and keep attacking me, and so with each time he attacked me, I would kick a little harder, at first only a gentle push, then harder with each attack, but he just kept on persisting, until finally he copped a blow that was quite hard, I wasn’t holding back at that point, sick of being attacked, it was him or me. I knew if he attacked one more time, I would kill him with the next kick. In that moment the rooster finally got the message, that he would die if he kept attacking me, so he stopped and I didn’t ever have any more problems with him, until the foxes sadly got him. But I had to basically use brute force against this small animal to try and get him to stop attacking me, it was the ONLY WAY. Brute Force. So, there is a part of my personality; if you attack me enough, eventually you’re going to get clobbered. How many times do I get attacked by stupid little dogs? Stupid little dogs. I have to mention on my blog that I often am followed around by blonde bimbos – dogs – this is just what a stray dog would do, so I call them dogs – (you have made you own bed bimbos - I know there are some people, women in particular, who would get offended if they hear me call a woman a dog. Maybe when I was younger in my 20’s, I may have been offended too, but with my life experience now of those women, the word ‘dog’ is like a nice word, considering what they really like. I should add, I had many girl friends at school with blonde hair! I did not think them stupid! Lol, and have encounted many blondes with many brains in my time. I did get charged by a bull once, but the bull was really mad, because he had got stuck in my large chook yard, and I was trying to get him out, but he was refusing, I was chasing him around for ages in the middle of the night ,and pitch black, with my torch. So, he charged me, I ducked behind the large fig tree in there, and picked up a bit of Rio rod, so if he charged me anymore, his eye would be taken out. So instead of charging me, (- this cow could read the situation), he went over next to me, where my large rosemary plant was growing, and he put his whole head down at the base of the plant and lifted the plant up by its roots, and threw it aside! {naughty little bull}. He knew perfectly well that was my rosemary plant, he totally knew what he was doing too. This is how pissed off he was. So, then I realised he was pissed off because he must not know where to get out, he couldn't see how he had gotten in - through a hole in the fence that he had created, he couldn't find the hole again, so I had to go and find the hole and kind of rip it open so it was large and big, so he could get find it easily, when I did that he walked out straight away - he had had enough of me! I tried to find the Chook Show Story, but it is missing, maybe my microsoft search has stopped working? But, in case it has been deliberatley removed, I thought possibly another nail on the head situation, and I need to write about it in more detail; As you know I kept chooks on the farm, one day there was a chook show in Gunnedah, with all sorts of breeds on display and for sale, those people are called “chook fanciers”!! J So off I went and as I was walking around the big shed, I noticed something odd, I believe it was the reaction from other people behind me, slight laughter slight condescension that I did not know, that someone was following me. I turned around and there was this girl literally following me, I had caught her in the act, I stared at her, and it took a moment before she realized she was ‘sprung’, it was like she had done it before, and on a regular basis, and she had never been seen before. So, then she took off. That bloody girl looked like Samantha Coulton’s little sister, (Trisha) a girl from school, Trisha was in the year below me, she had friends in Gunnedah who I was friends with. Actually, I remember when Tricia was expelled; the next year, our form went on an excursion to Sydney, one day we were sent down to a different school to check out their new indoor pool (someone must have been campaigning for a new NEGS pool! Just as a sidebar: I know one of mom's friends, single-handedly raised enough money for her son's school to get a new indoor pool! So, there are many parents who really feel like their child's school is a big part of their community, and I guess they feel 'indebted' to them, for taking care of their children.) Anyway, what I specifically remember though, is that was the school that Trisha ended up at. And she must've heard NEGS girls were coming, and she had come out to the bus area. But all the other girls in front of me just completely passed by Tricia and snubbed her when she said hello - it was quite revolting, I couldn't believe it, like they knew perfectly well who she was, it's not like they didn't see her, (as sometimes it's the case in my experience!), but I saw her, so I said hello. Possibly maybe she interpreted this later as ‘please follow me around wherever I go’?! But, I felt like a ‘hello’ was required at the time. And I found it extraordinary how those girls in my year, my peers, had decided that Tricia must be a bad person because she was expelled - like they hadn't really thought about the possibility that some stupid little Nazi bitch had gone on a power trip and expelled her, or she had just made a mistake, as young girls do. Instead, they just automatically shunned her - it's quite disgusting. Its stupid infact, woman are bloody stupid - it goes right back to the Witches of Salem story – that stupid mentality of casting aside – or killing in those times, women they did not like, or understand. I should add, I do not know why she was expelled. But if it was for stealing then I guess it would be okay……. But as she had been at that school since kindy, it must have been something bad?? So many problems with girls in that year; before I mention Gina Burn at the dentist story, Emma Finylason with her thievery and lying; why are they obsessed with me? Oh, that’s right it was from going to church twice a week and being tortured on the hard wood kneelers. Btw, Samantha, in my year, was the Miss Perfect type, she was a school prefect and was always serious and studious, Trisha on the other hand, was expelled when she was in year 11. Both those girls were at that boarding school from kindy, so you know they are going to have problems that stem from parental neglect. Btw, I have noted there are people in life who look like other people, I have determined that once a upon a time, there were several families formed, and from those families, all people today exist. And it’s like many people today resemble each of those existing families, with specific traits and ‘looks’ specific to it. So, there was also another girl I knew who looked like she came from the ‘same back in the day family’ as Tricia. And this was a girl I used to nanny in Wahroonga, looking back, they were spitting image, although definatly not related so far as I know. So, I guess it could have been that girl at the chook show? Can’t remember her name now, her mother’s name was Sarah Peatie, but, I recall, seeing her brother in Gunnedah, possibly that whole family, they were walking down near the river flats as I drove past! No idea why they would have been in Gunnedah, possibly passing through. Unfortunatly, I can’t recall if it was at the same time as the chook show?? So, it may have been her, and not Trica? Poor Tricia, no, I think it was Tricia! I know I am also a victim when it comes to bullies trying to inflict pain and injury on me, in passive aggressive ways; just like girls who follow me – passive aggressive. Then other people that can see I am being followed, they then have no respect for me, and treat me as such. Aswell, I have bullies at Drs trying to ‘not allow’ me to get treatment. Jessica White – fuck off you stupid little dog – it may have been her involved with the ‘hole in shoe’ sabotage to try and get me to put on weight? She was in involved in the black tooth incident over xmas that time. I would say she is probably on cocaine; she knows she is greedy and she is evil. Maybe she needs it in writing. Although I was told a lot of my problems I have with other women, “little girls”, are the result of my looks; girls who are not pretty get “cast” as baddies then treated as such. Well, I certainly know the police do this. And all the people who have ban me online. Stupid computer nerds I guess. By the way I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for Physio, Chyro, and Massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t especially include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the body than a GP doctor. Understatement. Some people, especially old men Dr’s and Dentists, have issues (problems) with old people and unemployed people receiving FREE medical treatment. Like they hate the concept of welfare. Weird – how clueless are they? We have welfare in this country. It is to stop poverty. That’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, so, even before that too! J They have set X amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. It seems to work in my opinion, although there is identity theft and fraud related to it. So ‘the powers that be are trying to change people’s attitude about it BTW, (much to Centrelink’s dismay), this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 20 years. So little girls wake up, if you had targeted anyone else but me, you most likely would have been kicked in the head a long time ago. {I personally believe bullies have a distinct instinct about targeting someone, who they know will not kick back}. 8. Water Cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery Women Behaving in Non-Thinking Dogged Zombie Ways This was stolen along with the water bottle, from the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery one monthly meeting, stolen, I am pretty sure by a predominant elderly volunteer who works there, Shirly Urquhart, (no conviction) who was only other person in the room. Such STUPIDTY. What is it with women who steal, “oh, don’t like her, don’t like their hair, don’t like how happy they are or how right they are – so just steal something from them, that will make me feel better” - that must be their stupid brain thought? (I have witnessed this on several occasions now by various women, often 50+). And when I mentioned this to another board member, she refused to believe that she stole it. I find this extraordinary, how these bully thieves have everyone fooled. You know ‘bad people’ are not the weirdos in society who are usually found sitting alone in the corner, it’s always the ‘popular’ and well liked, usually well-paid ones that are the real nasties. Now, I’m going to put up a little ugly story here, because with all my postings of the items that have gone missing stolen or situations that I’ve talked about on the Internet publicly, I keep going on about the bloody female dogs, I find them such a big part of my life, as they follow me about everywhere I go, and no one talks about it and a lot of people do not seem to understand what I’m talking, about, so, this little story is to show you exactly what I mean, because one day, I caught a dog on camera! -behaving in full-on dog fashion, right on camera. It was by chance that my car cam was on. I was parked outside the art gallery in Gunnedah I just been inside to try and sort out a problem about my artwork, the organizer Eileen, in there was being difficult. So just after I walked out, this girl Barbera came out chasing after me (she works next door to the art gallery which also is adjoined to the art gallery, in the cinema, she works there as a paid worker (everyone in the art gallery is a volunteer and doesn’t get paid) so she, you would think knows what’s going - although after this experience I’m not sure she really knows much about anything. So, I was in my car about to leave and she just started full on harassing me, it was really disgusting bullying behavior that no one would believe it if I told them what happened, (even though this kind of thing happens to me all the time, I mean ALL THE TIME. I am well used to it - since writing about it, magic! bimbos across Australia are waking up). But she was going on and on in this bitchy nonsensical dog like territorial fashion – but she was Eileen’s dog, do you see? So the diesel car finally was ready to go, and I started to reverse back, I looked at her face and she had this puzzlement expression on her face like she couldn’t understand what she was doing there and what she had been talking about - it was truly like she was in a zombie state just harping on and on, like fighting with me about nothing, as I actually had absolutely no relationship with this girl at all, I don’t know her except by name and the fact that she worked in the cinema - I do recall once, attending the cinema a few years prior, to watch “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” but when we all got there, she said it was unavailable and we have to watch this other movie which was absolutely ridiculous, so I probably thought in the back of my mind she was a little incompetent, but, I don’t hold that kind of thing against people, because a lot of people, women, in Gunnedah who are pretty much incompetent. So anyway, I had forgotten that the camera was on and remembered it two weeks later, so and I went to get the TF card and take a little look at what had happened, and it was unbelievable, unbelievable, the dogs had stolen the TF card, the lengths that the dogs will go to protect themselves is break and enter, thieving, and bully behavior. I’m bloody sick of it and now I’m naming names, now, I take my camera everywhere, so if you want to do this bully behavior, be prepared to be humiliated on YouTube....for all eternity, because I won’t be letting anyone steal my TF card in the future. It will be instant upload. (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 YouTube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change bits in good movies too, like the running girl scene in Hairspray). I’ve got something further to say about this kind of absent-minded chitchat that a lot of girls seem to enter into, amongst other things, I believe this loss of focus, is caused from a lack of nutrients, and not because maybe they are hungry or they skipped dinner, I’m talking about from the very beginning, in the womb. If the mother wasn’t getting enough to eat back then, or enough of the needed essential nutrients, then that causes slight brain development problems. I’ve come to this conclusion from observing a litter of seven cats from birth to death. What I noticed is that the firstborn cat was an outstanding hunter, fully aware, and very precise and clever in his tactics, he was also naturally confident and outgoing (and I’m pretty sure he had a sense of humor!) He was intelligent and not reflective. Then what I noticed was that each cat after that was a little bit like that but a little bit less so, and by the time you got down to the seventh cat, her personality was quite the opposite of the firstborn very shy, very timid, very scared (she was afraid of shadows), quite reflective, especially in her older years, and not outgoing at all, infact she never ventured outside for the first 4 yrs of her life, and obviously at first when she was born, she was very tiny. Now, I have to point out, the mother was a stray Tabby rescue cat, and as far as I was concerned, she was going off to the vets at six months old to be desexed, so at age of 5 months when she started getting a bit fat, I actually thought in my naïveté, that she was putting on weight and I actually cut back her food, which obviously turned out to be a huge mistake as she was pregnant, I soon discovered she was, I increased her food, and after the kittens were born, I fed all the cats very well, they had lean kangaroo meat twice a day, and expensive type of biccies that I’m hoping were all good (I know the cheaper types are terrible, you may as well be feeding them cardboard). Now, I thought well, you know, maybe that’s how it is for a cat, but a human who doesn’t carry seven but instead just one at a time, may be different (with the 1st born/2nd/3rd….,) but after thinking and observing about it some more over the years, I’ve decided it’s exactly the same, and any women that has more than 2 kids been just plain dumb, and asking for health problems (why do you think they number each sibling on your Medicare card, Doctors know about the difference.) 9. Strange and Unexplained Netflix Phenomenon As I have mentioned, any strange nuisance things that happen to me; when I write about it on my blog, often it suddenly stops! what a bonus of a blog - even if it’s something that’s been happening for years and years and years and I’ve never mentioned it to anyone. Like the little bimbo dogs who follow me around and harass me from the street GONE! Well, some of them, I seem to still have car hoons, trucks, neighbours, weird Chinese guy, weird couples, and well, actually a lot, but the harassment from bimbos has been greatly reduced when I go out. So, this photo story is along those lines, this is something that happens, it’s not as annoying as banging and tapping, or being harassed from the street, but I’m not sure they should be doing it. And I am adverse to any beeping in movies and shows! (Please get some creative street sounds) So, what happens, every time I purchase some fabric, of one of my designs, then a show or movie on Netflix appears that has a scene with a similar looking fancy wallpaper or fabric, and then after the scene has ended, there’s always a car that starts madly beeping - it’s happened quite a few times, and it’s too many times to be a coincidence. I have no idea why they would do this, aside from the fact that they just want to show off their own designs. Or maybe they are ‘copying’ my designs? Or maybe they are saying, there is already similar design to yours? Who knows? Some of them, indeed, are definitely quite beautiful, but not always. Some of my designs are quite stunning! (but not always!) It may be related to my photo story “when you see what you want - ask for it, you just never know” on p2 in Life Stories? At any rate, I feel those people, are perverts prying into my life in an unwanted manner. I’m going to continue to sell my fabrics on RB, even though the little dogs would like to sabotage me! My beautiful fabrics are available on my website at https://www.redbubble.com/people/emilybieman/shop The one above is my personal favourite this month, it’s called “Pandorea jasminoides Clusters” I have to come back in 2025 and add to this one. I wrote this in 2021, and since, I have had huge problems with Netflix, and some of the people who work in this industry, so much so that I do not watch it any more, and never will. I had a lot of items stolen and I believe it was related to the dogs who work at Netflix little perverts, and kids of actors. Spoilt little entitled brats who really, belong in jail. (I have written about their thieving antics on my blog already) And in retrospect, I think they also might've had something to do with helping Sharon Morgan, back at the beginning of 2020: so unspeakable I'm not even going to mention it again here. {They could see the accusations coming, and were trying to save themselves in advance. lol}. And like, if say, I travel up to the city to do some errands, I noted for the next week or so, I have bimbos doing reflections of the places I went to. Just weird. I really like watching movies, I have a heaps of favourite people on television and actors/ actresses. Some of them are just fantastic people, some who you know, have never had a care in the world, and as a result they're just awesome (!), especially when they are young (I find as people get older they tend to get more pissed off, especially divorcées.) There have been many AMAZING movies. AMAZING story telling. Genius people. But, there are some, who are just revolting. They're so obnoxious, they're so arrogant, they're so stupid, they are such thieves. There are some who are TOTAL sexually depraved PERVERT idiots. Now I don't personally know anyone who works in the television or movie industry, primarily based in America anyway. There are some Australian shows but due to the thieving and disrespectful female dogs, I try to avoid those ones. I have noticed a trend of actors using the media to add personal messages, either to someone they know, or to the general community. I sometimes see they very obviously interrupt my viewing to put in their own personal message. Half the time they do it, I feel like their manner in which they portray their message is so personal, like I they want to talk to me personally, they want to engaging me in conversation and connect with me. (This is a tactic they use for product placement – add people to do. ) I get really annoyed at this. REALLY. Who do you think you are? Why would they think I would want to connect with them personally - without knowing anything about them, you know like, what kind of person they are; are they kind and honest, that kind of thing??? I just want to through the phone at them. I am old and wise now, most people are not kind and honest, especially ones from big cities, and ones that do not know me. And it seems to be getting worse as the years progress, like some people on Netflix are just complete dick heads. D-i-c-k-h-e-a-d-s. BEEP OFF. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU. 10. The Secret - Rhode Island Red Evil Chook Story So, this Rhode Island red chook is evil !! One day this chook spotted an evil opportunity to inflict great pain on me! She managed to woo me over to an area in the Chook tunnel, where they were plum tree thorns - and I trod on one, it went through my shoe and into my foot ,causing pain and ongoing infection. The other time is a little harder to explain, so I won’t, but suffice to say a rod fell over, tripping me on cement, hurting my knee. Now, if you can get your head around this, I believe this chook was doing reflections from some girl or someone (not entirely sure who) but it wasn’t me. Btw, I asked the girl at Gordon Barry at Gunnedah for an Isa Brown Chook, and what does she give me? a Rhode Island Red! I suspect this chook was from a female evil chook owner from NEGS. I believe there is a girl from school, NEGS, who is a little obsessed with me, because she can see that I have a certain effect on some people, a positive effect, and I can inspire positive outcomes, say, people being pleasant and good natured to me. And this ‘incenses’ is her, it enrages her because she’s jealous – so no grievances with me, just jealousy, as she cannot do the same. And so, she arranges a whole heap of horrible things to happen to me, and this “wrong chook” is one of them. It could be Charlotte Powel, I’m not entirely sure. (I put a call out in my new local area at Gin Gin to see if someone could please come around and have her head cut off -but do you think any man in Gin Gin could stand up and do the task ? NO! What a bunch of wussies) it is not the actual killing part that I’m referring to when I mention wussies. By the way, I already had a sore foot, and actually, I personally believe, that my chook could see the weakness in my foot, which is why it saw this evil opportunity. This is very typical behaviour in a chookpenn; if there’s any weakness in their group, then they will often attack and kill the week one, in order to get its food. I feel birds in general have a sense of sussing out weakness. I know they knew when any of my five cats were going to die. I also think there are a lot of girls who have not quite fully evolved from chook in to human, as they also do this – pick on the weak or weakness. (After my arms developed ‘old age’ problem, some girl suggested whenever I go outside now, to cover my arms, just in case!) oh, and while chooks have a basic understanding of “no more you, me for me”, a typical Australian bimbo mother has no understanding of this concept and just keeps ‘popping’ them out - without thinking. On a typical wage, no woman or couple can afford to have more than 2 kids, it’s a plain and simple fact. Infact I would go further and state no woman or couple can have kids at all as housing and protein is too expensive. As a side bar, when I was living on the Culls farm, I built a huge chook yard, it was the size of a tennis court! I didn’t have a nesting box, but there was kind of tin box that had been fashioned into some refuge for them, so for their laying nest, I decided to cover the roof with collections of human hair, that I collected from the hairdresser!! I got about six huge garbage bags full, of human hair!! I had collected from Addicted To Hair in Gunnedah! So actually, thank you, to them for collecting all the hair for me! So, all that hair squashed down was perfect for the chooks, they loved it, plus I had fashioned a kind of a little roof canopy over, so they didn’t get wet. And when I collected my eggs every day, I didn’t have to bend down, there they were, directly in front of me on this lovely soft cushion of hair!! I also thought later what to do with all that hair, and it would make excellent cob, in mud, instead of straw - for a lovely fine smooth texted wall!! I want to say here, having chooks was brilliant, I couldn’t understand why more people with backyards didn’t have their own chooks. Not only was it much cheaper, but they were much healthier, with a healthy yellow yoke, instead of the supermarket pale yoke ones. (And in my opinion tasted better) - that of course was back before free range eggs came into the supermarkets. I had five cats, so I would also give my cats egg yolks every now and again, they loved an egg yolk. And every year I had to come up with car rego money, so I would go through this 3-month period of alternating between ‘normal food‘ one day and then eggs the other, so eggs with rice, eggs on toast, maybe eggs with vegetables, depending on if anything was in season! This tactic saved me a lot of money, and I could afford to purchase my rego - totally worthwhile having chooks. (btw, eggs are very healthy, they have all the nutrients in them that one needs to get through the day – they are perfectly balanced) I have to add back then the chooks I purchased were $8-11, and laid for 3-4yrs, whereas the very last pair of chooks I purchased, the Isa Browns, only laid for 2yrs, and they were $18 each, plus $25 a bag of feed every 2mnths, plus they need ‘greens’ in the middle of a drought - it was starting to be more and more pricey to keep chooks. (Free range eggs in supermarket $4.50 a dozen, so actually cheaper after my cats died to not have chooks) 11. Ebay Nazis now, after 5yrs of selling - ebay rated POWER SELLER - 1300 positive feedbacks - BUT THEY STILL ban ME OMG, yet another online account I have been kicked out of in 2020 by persacutery nazi dogs Chat conversation: 8:42am Suraj has joined the conversation Suraj Hello Emily, I can certainly understand that you are concerned about the account restriction/suspension. I hope you are receiving my messages. Emily It says my account has been suspended, not deleted, I see you deleted my other account, but I have had this farmplantsandseeds2015 account since 2015, I have sold thousands if Australian seeds, and I have 1300 positive feedbacks, I strongly feel and know you have made a mistake. Suraj As previously mentioned, this suspension/restriction is permanent. You will not be able to participate in any buying and/or selling activities on eBay. In addition, any other accounts you own, or that are associated with this account, will also be suspended/restricted. While we know this is not the response you wished to receive, there is no further opportunity for appeal on this decision. My designs on Redbubble 12. Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Lately, whenever I start a new work project (today it was my timber planter for Etsy- just putting the finishing touches on it!) I have my own personal plane that flies over - North to South or South to North. This has been an ongoing thing for years, since I lived at Rangari. The pilot is a mongrel. And, it is akin to my neighbours who used to make noises whenever I went outside (read my photo story “Finally, some normalcy when I walk outside into the garden.”) You know I grew up on a farm, where there were no planes, no trucks, no cars, and no people, in fact it was awesome. And then I also lived at Rangari farm for 10 years, again with no trucks or cars - although unfortunately in this period I did have planes. While I want this story to be strictly about my planters, and any activity I commence, coinciding with planes and or either verbal or other sound harassment from outside; a problem most people would NOT understand, nor have to deal with. There is one other thing that is going on here in my typical day, and that is the washing issue. Since we are in year nine a nine year drought, there is literally no water here at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park. The lake has dried up, and there's no connected town water, so unless you have at least 4 very large tanks connected to your property, you will have run out of water - so everybody here has run out of water. I don't know if this is too icky to mention, but in regards to my bedsheet and duvet, I have had to simply leave them, I can't wash them. The last wash was 3 months ago! And I have to say, they've kind of passed the stage of feeling icky and now it like feels normal! But I am really hoping it rains soooon. (And no, I cannot go to a laundromat; have you not been paying attention at all on my blog? do you not understand what happens when I go anywhere yet? - Actually, I'm not even sure there is one in Gin Gin). After moving further North, the planes have somewhat ceased. HOORAY. Occasionally I still hear one, but living this close to neighbours, I think that plane feels he/she can no longer get away with flying over me constantly. MONGREL. Although as per typically now, last night at 330am thereabouts, a car just drives in and sits outside my unit for 10minutes or so, until I am fully awake, (with the help of Neville, my 72yr old bikey neighbour who wakes me up with coughing sounds from his phone app). Then when I look out the window at them, they leave. MONGRELS. WAKE UP POLICE AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT MONGRELS. I don't think the police can even see the mongrels little alone to do something about them! Society is completely backwards as far as I'm concerned. It's like I'm living in the ice age still when it comes to conscious awareness of the ugly human nature. Update 2025, at a new location, which is not in a very built-up area, but still is in suburbia, I have planes again, they have started harassing me quite regularly. Every evening, every morning, mostly, and always on Saturday morning too. Here, it does not seem to be work/activity related?? Don't ask me why they harass me, they are completely nuts; You know, Centrelink demand that I show them my end of financial year tax statements and balance sheets showing all incomes. If I didn't provide it then they would cut my money and do worse. BTW, my planters, see above, did not sell well at all! So, I just stick to seeds and plants 13. Re-creations Mmm! I do enjoy watching a good drama! Including this one, (6 Feet Under) even though there’s dogs on this show now (repeats on Binge), too bad. Least all episodes are included this time around – interesting amazing story line. But, so, what the dogs do, is they find something out of my past, and they kind of recreate it, or more, remind me of it, and do signs - it’s not really obvious to most people watching, but I know there are a lot of others who can see plain as day. It seems to be a type of humiliation game for the dogs in the entertainment industry. I also mentioned it on “Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” on p4. (Btw, if you say this is what certain people within the Tv/Movie do to Mental Health sector, and many other sectors, they will call you crazy – they are completely STUPID, and blind as bats). But many Tv/Movie people give themselves away quite happily. Some of the ‘re-creations’ are absolutely disgusting. When they recreate the past, they often manipulate it, so they don’t really stick to the truth, or they are bias. Dogs who play sides. Its total manipulation. Oooh nooo, nothing annoying about that in the middle of a story line. They gets things WRONG all the time. And often feels like a witch hunt with false accusations like back in the day, The Witches Of Salem. Beat it! and get a life you stupid dogs. The show Virgin River does it too – more reflections. L Reflections - this is what someone who is really stupid does. Maybe you should think about that, think about how you can take control of your own thoughts, rather than do somebody else’s reflections. I’m bloody offended and enraged by stupid little bimbos doing reflections. Skank off, you stupid little dogs. BEEP BEEP SOUND EDITORS BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (they are on Youtube too, ABC news) 14. Art Ban on Australian website Redbubble I sell my designs on RedBubble, not that I’ve sold much, but I want to take this opportunity to express my disgust for the coward people who run this website, (according to wiki: Barry Newstead, Peter Styles and Paul Vanzella) Even though this is website hasn’t ‘banned’ me – they threaten to; The only reason they have not, is because I have my textile designs on here only. I do not have my photos of real life, and my real-life stories, which some most definitely falls under the category of art – art imitating life. And this is an ART website! I did post one picture, one that I felt was way too important not to, regarding psychological abuse that goes on in primary schools by teachers, {“Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools”, P1}, and they instructed me to remove it otherwise they will delete my account. So, you know, as far as internet goes, if I can’t even put my art on an artistic website, absolute shame on them, shame on this country shame, shame on Australia for not equipping people to be able to deal with the truth (so shame on Morning Television shows too). COWARDS Australia: Hickleberry Bully country. Also, according to wiki, someone put up on RB, a comical strip about Nazis, obviously having a go at them, making fun of their monstrous ways, and the bloody Jewish people complained about it, even though, if they have properly understood the comic strip it is plain obvious that they’re making fun of Nazis, trying to portray how WRONG THEY ARE, and taking the Jewish side, so to speak. Yet it was the Jewish people that put in a complaint: silly Jews; you know, they just must have seen the word NAZIS, and totally flipped out, unable to comprehend anything else, just like how a person hears someone’s tone, rather than hear what they are actually saying (stoopid people do this). You know one ought to make people conscious of the nazi personality. You cannot change something if you are not aware of it. This is how positive (non-scary) change comes about – social consciousness. Also, I was later contacted by RedBubble, who said if my controversial photo story involved ‘psychological abuse’ that goes on in primary schools by teachers WHO WERE WHITE PICKING ON BLACK STUDENTS, then they would have allowed it. UNBELIEVABLE 15. My Experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery in Chandos St – committee; Eileen Mair, Shirley Urquhart, Louise Baker, Barb, Fonda Blackwell. Stole my good pen, first change over day. Stole my eski cooler and drink bottle on my first meeting. Stole my artwork labels. Vandalized my mannequin on display, removed it from display. Did not pay me for cards sold, then paid reduced amount, and not say anything about incorrect invoice. Omitted to email me dates / changeovers / rosters. Accused me of nuisance harassment when I asked for dates and who decides the changeover dates. (Louise – you fucking idiot. I literally had no contact with any of those people for about 2mnths, (I failed to turn up at the monthly meeting once) so, no contact at all, except when I asked one of the girls for the dates of the art gallery change over times! Nuisance! WAKE THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID DOG, “Oh some girl I hardly know asked me a question! -she’s harassing me, she’s harassing me.” I just want to point out the difference between someone who has mental health problems and someone who is just plain stupid. THIS ONE IS plain stupid. Told me my artwork will not be hung (it actually was, but I was told it was really hard?) what the? Just being difficult and antagonistic – stupid women. Refused to answer any questions about weight maximums for hanging. (Eileen, cunt) Are you all zombies? What is wrong with you? Get a grip, it isn’t WW3. The art gallery is a place of creativity - NOT War! All those bitchy women involved ought to be truly ashamed of themselves – Council has since put a man in there, as a fulltime position, maybe they will be more balanced now. Little birdy told me that the Barraba Art Gallery ladies were much worse!! Also, I noticed when I was at one of the meetings, that most attending where women, except two men, and the women responded to the men, in this most strange manner - it was like they were literally, and what I term “man worshippers”, doting on these men in unrealistic ways. I was kind of amused by it, and glad I was not blinded by men! Later on, I needed to get some art work in there for an exhibition, but I didn’t want to drive all the way in, and David my landlord happened to be out at my place, so I told David about all the women at the art gallery how they were “man worshippers”, and so then he didn’t mind when I asked him if he might take my artwork in - on the back of his motorbike! He wanted to be around “man worshippers”, so he was glad to do it!! J I did not usually ask anything of David or Brenda, but I could not resist the opportunity as it presented. I do wonder what happened when he got there! Was he “man worshipped!” I notice now, in 2022, there is notable “Abo Worshipping” going on, on the ABC, and SBS, and, yes, in unrealistic ways. If you empower a little bitch, she will just turn in to a big bitch. True of all little bitches. I found that certain people on the ABC are just that - Empowered to be stupid. And another thing I wanted to mention about this art gallery, was that, there were girls who would just come and stand in front of me, and say things that didn’t really make any sense, like they weren’t actually talking to me, as in, having a conversation with me, but they wanted me to hear them, (isn’t that bloody typical of a tv personality?) and I think what they were trying to tell me was that there was no money at the gallery (because indeed they weren’t paying me to volunteer there on the weekends) but infact they were trying to steal money, or use me to raise money for breast cancer? Zombie talk? BUT it wasn’t for actually, a cure for breast cancer, or research, it was for women who supposedly had breast cancer, to stay in fancy hotels, and have massage. And the so called ‘sickly’ women, turns out, they didn’t have breast cancer at all, but were faking it for a massage break! And actually, it was on the news, a story about a woman who faked breast cancer, she admitted so. At the time I thought it was because she just wanted to get off work, and you’re not really allowed to just take time off work, you have to have a reason, it’s a societal norm, so that’s why she lied. But now I realize it was more about the massage. So, all manner of bad things happens at art galleries, in my experience. 16. Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky Above my House The photo part is not hear, but often there was 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australila - they used to fly around and around, generally being a total nuisance for hrs and hrs, on a weekly, if not daily basis, over years and years. The local Prime news, at the time, one evening, said that the planes flying overhead in my area were from the Northwest flight school, owned by the army, however one day, when I was particularly fed up with all these planes flying over my house on the farm (in circles) - you know, that constant mmm noise, it’s pretty annoying. So I phoned them up to speak with them personally, to ask them why they were only flying over and around my farm? The person I spoke to was an old man and he seemed very grateful that I had called him, like I was doing him a favour? He did not seem to have any explanation about the planes? Who knows if I was speaking to the right person, sometimes I feel Telstra put me through to just anyone, and not the right person at all. Just after I wrote this I sat down and watched the news, and in the finance bit, the guy said, Prime tv, had just been taken over by Seven, at a price of $131 million. You know I really wonder if they just make it up as they go along, does anyone actually know what’s going on? Little birdie told me they were doing fuel signs, as in “YOU ARE GIVING THE DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU” If that’s the case – piss off dogs. Ohhhh, did I park outside your shop and not purchase anything? Or, oh yeah, did I not say hello to the stranger who walked past me down the street? and oh yeah, tthis one, did I not smile enough at the checkout chick?????? Fucking bimbos. This photo story has been deleted multiple times, I have had to re upload it at least 3 times now. 17. Stain Sabotage, Happens All The Time on my Good clothes, not to mention Quality items This happens all the time. I have a little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, and try to sabotage them, they also do it on my fabrics, and any other item of good quality that I purchased -sometimes they even swap item over for a poor quality and don’t think that I will notice, like the quality Coco from America, the premium petrol for my mower, the JellyBabies from Darrell Lea, and Pantene detangle conditioner. It’s a “gold star dog problem” that is taught by primary school teachers to little girls; they brainwash them 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. They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid. 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. 18. Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now; Two young Chinese men, (actually who knows how young they were?, but Asian) who worked at the same company I worked at, called Discovery, put a nail under my tyre, so I would get a flat- lucky someone saw it on my way home, as it was going flat, and pointed it out to me from their car window, (an old man), so I could stop on my way home and get it swapped over, actually it just needed to be repaired - my first flat ever. So, I hope those two Chinese idiots get their comeuppance. Honestly, really and truly, what were you thinking putting a nail under my tyre; what did I do to you? I don’t even know you; some people have no common sense. Just want to fight – just like a little boy who has not grown up. The work place is full of such backwards juvenile-istic monkees from the playground – especially on a factory floor. And the other time was when I lived on Peter Long and Sarah Ferguson’s farm, (lawyers this time) so you can read that story “2 pliers gone missing from Long Cottage, wire cutters similar to these” on page 3 under the “Items stolen at Rangari, Gunnedah” link – again, little boys who like to fight, throwing tantrums, and picking on a woman who won’t punch back. Such cowards. I believe Peter was being ‘egged’ along by my jobs provider, Graham someone arather from JobLink Plus, or possibly the other way around. Suffice to say, pliers were angled under my tyre, so it would puncture it as I reversed out. And the other time is when I took my car to Browns Tyres, and the gung-ho guy, pumped my tyres maximum amount of air, so that after driving around all week, one split and burst - lucky I was able to fix the other 3 before they burst too. So, I guess that last one wasn’t quite as malicious as the two previous ones, but this is an example of typical careless thoughtlessness that goes on in Gunnedah amongst men in their 30s and 40s. And, is this a general man’s attitude; “there’s a single woman, attack attack” – seems like this is the case to me, I list 3 incidences here, but I know it is far more wide spread problem, with many people, 10’s of 1000’s, suffering from these ‘fighting delusions’. How stupid are they? Why the hell would any woman marry a deluded prick? They can’t be that good in bed. Farters. By the way, I think back and look at the companies, various jobs, that I’ve worked. Some of them, I think, you know what, what was the point of working there aside from being able to purchase a meal at the end of the day and rent at the end of the week? - they just didn’t seem to offer anything aside from fight and drudgery. I guess that Discovery business would fit that bill. Only, I just thought of something; when I was there, one day, one of the girls said we have to drive down to this particular bakery on Marrickville rd, and get some of their rolls for lunch. Okay, sure I said, even though it was obvious she just wanted to use me for my new car and petrol; as I usually never purchased lunch, I always made sandwiches in the morning. But I was happy to go along with it for once, especially driving in my new car at that particular point. (Btw, she was a Volkswagen Beetle driver, she said her whole family had one!) So off we went at 11:45am one day, she insisted we leave early because otherwise there’s a queue. This bakery sold not only normal bread, but they had a Vietnamese lunch, which is called Banh mi. And for $2 they made up one of their French Baguettes with a choice of 4 options, I chose the meatballs with coriander grated carrot and onion, which they make up right infront of you - but, it was truly the nicest lunch I’ve ever eaten - total bargain too. Well worth experiencing, even if I had to go through the whole experience of working at that bad company there all that time. That sandwich experience made it worth it – just! And by the way that Vietnamese Bakery is still in operation today, and it still has queues that go down the whole block!! - Hong Ha Bakery 1151 Botany Rd, Mascot NSW 2020 You know, growing up we, in Australia, did not even know what coriander was, let alone be able to purchase it! Thank God we finally discovered it. 😁 This is called “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, but, my “foot” was also attacked; my boots were sabotaged with a hole, so I would get to plantar fasciitis - collapsed arch. It was done deliberately in the same manner that my tyres were attacked, like those first two times. Done by a stupid nonthinking evil twit, who has imagined (for their own FIGHTING ENJOYMENT) some sort of issue, with ME, a complete stranger, I mean talk about delusional. They have gone into their heads in so much detail that they have plotted this evil attack on me. I really can’t believe how mentally messed up the person (at least 3 different ones who have done these attacks on me, are. I would just like to point out, it is the police that put the opposite of those ‘mentally delusion’ people, the ones who are coming up with all these fighting delusions, so the opposite person, in a mental health unit “to see if I was ‘crazy’. So, the actual people who are really messed up in the head, get to go free. SCOTT FREE. Stupid Sharon Morgan. {later the police told me like some suffer from “fighting” delusions, others suffer from false “come ons” – like the ones who follow me in their cars – they think I encouraged them with signs. Totally delusional – totally wishfully thinking! – I have NEVER done such signs, just incase some delusionalists is out there wondering “oh, except that time when I saw her and followed her”!} When I went to check again today (2nd June 2023), what the name of that jobs provider was, all my Jobs provider emails had been deleted from my outlook, so not just the emails from JobLink Plus, but from all agencies over the past 10 years or so! plus when I went to update this story in 2025, the whole story was missing off my PC! Lucky I have several backup options. I did further check the server at Google, re the emails, and there they were still there (sometimes emails are deleted off the server too, but not these ones). So the guy’s name was Graham Kent, working alongside Courtney Lang, who I thought looked like same girl from SYTYCD, Courtney the rose twirler. She had arranged the boots from Blue Denim in Gunnedah. I am 100% certain that someone sabotaged those boots DELIBERATLEY. Given my suspicions about Graham and Peter, I can only assume it was him. I know he will be burning in hell. What is wrong them? Such a weird thing to do – to someone who has not actually done anything to them to warrant any type of revenge or attack; like did I kill your wife? Did I steal from you, did I interrupt your life in some sort of major negative way? Did you think we were in some sort of special “fighting” relationship? NO AND NO! I DID NOT, we don’t even know each other, we have hardly ever spoken, stupid, you stupid looser. I am not sure if this situation is related to the school principal Graham Cone, from Limbri? It may be – guilty consciousness and all. The truth will come out – there is nothing you can do about it, attacking my feet, and car tyres, is not going to save you. You are doomed. Someone pointed out the hole in my boot was probably from the giant planta wart I got from the homeopathic remedy (wrong diagnosis). Upon further reflection, I agree! But I am not removing the paragraph before, as something suss still went on. And I heard someone tell me that they were going to handicap me – and because of that hole, I have not been able to walk properly or do exercise for the past 7 years. Sounds like a handicap to me. 😡 A definite trace back to that female student homeopath and her supervisa Dr Ken. Although angrily, I have to add, (trying to see the silver lining), at that particular time, the Internet was really still taking off, and I was to have an appointment with them via Skype, video and audio. Now, back then and putting your face on computer screen was a little scary, and it still is for a lot of Australians, so it's not something I would've chosen cause I'm a little face self-conscious. But I had no choice, infact when I had my appointment I tried to get out of it and just use the audio, but they said no they were putting their faces on so I had to put my face on too! So I did, and really it was just like a little hurdle, because after that moment it wasn't really a big deal of speaking on video calls. I have even done some youtube videos!! Also, another possibly “lining”; if I had not put my foot out, and had been just walking and working, carrying on as per normal, as I have degenerative disc disease, I could probably well have been in a wheelchair by now. Especially after all the relocating. So I have to admit this, even though I'm still completely pissed off with not being able to walk properly or do exercise, and have a sore foot constantly. Oh wait, there’s more tyre sabotage, read my “4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah” on Page “Items stolen at Rangari”. So, 6 attacks on my tyres and foot. What the hell? Truly obsessed with me, my car, my tyres and my feet - Stop putting YOUR retarded social dysfunctions on me. Car related idiots? You know, I love my PC and the internet. I have microsoft Outlook set up, with at least 10 email addresses that I check constantly. I also use Outlook to set daily reminders, like “Rent due today” or “Remember to switch cameras on when you go out so dogs don’t steal from you”. So, my latest reminder is this “car council dogs literally trying to destroy me – so plant trees, so they can destroy my trees, and not my feet”. Re my story “Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE”. It would be the same type of person who killed my tree, that is the same type of person who sabotaged my tyres, and my work boots – same person, same child. Oh, I just remembered something else about my work boots; when I first got a pair of work boots with steel cap toe, I absolutely loved them. I really liked them because the steel toe created an effect of a BIG BUBBLE OF IN-PENETRATION. I thought my feet felt completely safe. I remember looking at my shoes, wearing them, maybe every time I put them on infact, and thinking regularly “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – YOU JUST CAN’T ha ha!” I’m thinking some stupid juvenile dog bimbo, has heard my thinking, and typically rebelly thought ‘want to make a bet’. And has tried to sabotage my feet on numerous occasions (read my “Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off”, plus several others on my Blog too). You know, after I was forced to move from my farm at Rangari; when I turned up at Peter Longs cottage, on their farm, (Peter Long the lawyer). I literally had (and still have) a whole list of people/ institutions that ought to be SUED. (“Right to privacy Act” – ah there goes channel 10, see ya Apple, au revoir kmart, adios microsoft, arrivederci Telstra – you lose). But instead of doing what he was meant to do in this life, he was so obsessed with trying to be a ‘tough bastard’, to control and to manipulate, and coming up with evil plans; girl attack plans, like stealing my sleepers, putting pliers under my wheels so I’d get a flat, stealing my plumbing gear too, and putting pebbles in my dishwasher. He was blind to the situation. I can see now why he was relegated to Gunnedah, and no longer works in the city. Someone suggested to me I was sent his way, so I could show him he has some mental health problems.. 19. Bitch Wind I was reminded of this story when I was watching a documentary about some famous yachtsmen, and he stated, he knows about “Bitch wind”! Photo above taken 1 week before I was given notice to Leave. Those landlords totally screwed me. One fine calm spring day, I was outside in the shade house, preparing some Eucalyptus trays. I had the soil in the tubes, and then I had just sprinkled the very fine seed over the soil, I thought I should take the trays just across to the veggie patch, where the fine spray irrigation was on the potatoes, so the tubes could get a good watering under there at the same time. As I was walking across, on this most still day, suddenly out of nowhere, a gust of wind, blew all my fine seeds off, as soon as it had blown them, gone! It came out of nowhere and then it left - it was literally like the wind sneezed all over my seed tray, and I had to re-sprinkle them. Some sense of humour the wind has. I have a new nickname for the wind now, bitch wind. There’s absolutely no other possible explanation for it, the wind saw an opportunity, and could not resist it. Just like the dogs. 20. Beauty advice for Ladies Advice for young girls; stay away from beauty therapists, they do hopeless jobs; missing great big sections when they wax, burn your eyelashes off, they make eyebrows lopsided with no apologies, and they cause pain when underarm waxing, under the pretence of a treatment. They are thieves; they just want to screw other women out of as much money as possible, especially women who they think are rich, they also do not keep appointments by locking the shop at my appointment time. And the new online bookings, the IT nerds change the time, so I book for 1:30, and I turn up at 1:15, they saying it was booked for 1 and I am late, then charge my cc a late fee of $20, when infact I was not late, I was 15 minutes early (they take cc at booking time) they are thieves. The type of person attracted to being a beauty therapist is a bimbo. Burn in hell bimbo dogs. I have to mention, I’ve had two really good waxers in my 30yr waxing life - thank you thank you thank you Also, I have to add, I am always polite, friendly and respectful. Their stupid bad behaviour is their own volition. Little birdy told me – behaviour specific to me, discrimination. They discriminate against you, if you are not attractive – stupid little female bimbos. And, while I am at it, if you think you need a colonic, then there’s something mentally wrong with you. You need to eat a good diet, high in fibre. Eat your greens! And don’t be so gullible. Oh, I just remembered, another good waxer in Tamworth, actually, she was BRILLIANT! What reminded me of her, was since I saw her, about 10 years ago, I’ve barely needed to go to get my legs waxed (been waxing for 30 years). So eventually, I need to get them done again, and I went to a place in Bundaberg, and the girl who did, well, I’m pretty sure she didn’t wax them at all she just cut the hairs off at the skin, so it was just in effect like shaving, (not to mention the big square burn patch she left behind on my inner thigh). So, the next day I had stubble, what you get when you shave! And then just a few weeks later, I have to go get them waxed again! So basically after 10 years of not having to wax because they’re so slow growing, now I have to wax regularly again! Hopeless little girls. So, I don’t think those waxers really have any idea what they’re doing, bar this girl in Tamworth - she knew exactly what she was doing. I went to find out her name. but the business where she was, is now called Nails for You, so I don’t know what happened to her, and I have no idea what her name was or what her business was called, unfortunately, (this was before I recorded everything). I seem to have forgotten to mention what prompted me to write this in the first place and that’s because now I don’t have any eyelashes! and I believe it was 100% caused by a beauty therapist who tinted my eyelashes (in my 30’s) and she left the bleach on my eyelashes for so long that it has damaged them, and so now I don’t have any eyelashes at all, and I only did it once and that was the result. So definitely do not get your eyelashes tinted, and generally if you can avoid beauty therapist, I recommend you do. Oh, and occasionally I have been to a masseuse, - quite dissimilar from a typical beauty girl, but still, I have found since women are such nosy Medalling Marys, you literally have to tell a masseuse that you prefer not to speak, that you are just there to relax. 21. My Fiery Horse Story One day whilst eating my lunch (slow cooked brisket on fresh homemade bread sandwich J) I was watching a documentary called CrossFit, and well, what a whole new world they have got going on within that subsector! Fascinatingly fit! Then I was reminded of my “HayBale” story from school, and as I was trying to find it, as I think it was missing, I realised not only was it missing, but my “My fiery Horse” story was missing. I managed to find the My fiery Horse story, and will upload it as a photo story; I was reminded of this story after someone said, if you just read one or two of my photo stories, you might think “oh what a whinger”. It’s not really until you read the whole lot, where you can see that I am not a whinger at all, I’m just doing something about evil in this world. I am NOT turning a blind eye like most people do. Some things are just hard to hear. In fact, someone once told me, I have a Joan of Arc complex, and someone else said that you can’t change the world, and another person said people are going to be the same now as they were 500 years ago. And I would just like to say to that; no no and no! You can change the world; I’ve seen it evolve in my brief lifetime already. People are not the same today as they were even only 50 years ago, let alone 500 years, attitudes are quite different. And while, I did see a ghost once, there was no instructions to rid Australia of the English monarch! Although really, still? (I have written about this before, where I described humans are on a clear path of evolvement, I just searched everywhere for that one, and it’s gone; I can’t believe how many stories go missing from my computer, my life stories. Do I need to spell it out; you can’t steal my life stories thanks very much; do you want to be in debt to me? I think not.) My fiery horse story; I was riding a horse one day at school, it wasn’t my usual pony ‘Bunyip’. (Another story that has gone missing; Bunyips long black mane…) Anyway, this horse was unfamiliar to me, and a tall horse, not a pony. We had been on an ‘outing’, outside the school, and were returning, there was about 6 girls and 3 horse-riding instructors (actually, I think they were just 3 friends from yr 12, I can’t remember now) It was windy, and halfway on the stretch back, my horse really started playing up, there was something majorly wrong with him, and that was just to begin with, but then the other girls made these completely bitchy comments to me and took off home. I got totally pissed off by their bitchyness, and I’m certain then, that my horse could tell that there was something wrong with me, (I know he could) he could sense my anger. 12yrs old brats, could be absolutely brutal (can’t remember who they were). So, I was trying my damnedest to control this horse, (but I was still in my small ‘oompaloompa’ phase! He was about 2 steps short of pig rooting me off completely and bolting up the paddock. So, one of the instructors, I remember now, Miss Burton, she sidled up to me and tried to grab him, she then saw the problem. Meanwhile, the other 2 ‘instructors’ started to winge and have a go at me, about why I was still there, and hadn’t gone off with all the other girls, and, that I had no control over my horse, and I was hopeless. (Well, that last part may have been my interpretation, the implication, besides, they could NOT see the horse situation) I think they just wanted to have a smoke. But Miss Burton could see the situation, this horse was in an absolute ferocious state of mind, it took both of us, all our might, arm muscles and mental abilities, to stop him from going categorically berserk. Now I don’t know if this horse was acting out due to all the rage that 12yrs old girls encounter, or, if he was just fed up about the whole carting around 12yrs old girls thing. We made it home exhausted but safely in the end, thank goodness. So, I was reminded of this story, as my life is not like what other girls experience when they journey through life. I am not saying that everyone else’s life is easy, as I know it is not, and other people have other challenges, ones that I do not have. But powers that be, sometimes cannot see the ferocious dysfunction that I have to deal with. Just like that horse and the other 2 instructors who could not see him. There are people I encounter, filled with monumental amounts of rage and ignorance, and I have to face them and their dysfunction in the form of their stalking, thefts, verbal harassment, discrimination and manipulations. These are not trivial problems; these are big raging social problems. I know, a lot of those people who torment me by the “oh what a whinger” attitude, should be dam grateful that they don’t have to deal with the thefts and the rest of it, because I can assure you, those people could NOT handle it. And I am especially talking about all the women who has tried to remove any of my writings from public. 22. Horse Hay Bale story – and ‘Stop and Deal’. Don’t be a slow reactor I talk about how hard I worked in the garden, doing everything myself. I gave it no thought, if something had to be done, I just did it. It’s only looking back, now as my arms ache, where I can see, there are things I should not have done, because I just wasn’t muscley enough, and my body wasn’t able to handle all of that strain; like all the chain-sawing I did, I shouldn’t of done all that, as my chainsaw was huge, with a 22 inch bar, it was just too heavy for a petite woman, for repeated use, maybe if I just cut down 1 tree here and there, it would be fine, but if you recall, I had a whole pine forest that I thinned down (The Scent of a Pine photo story), with careful selection to aid a few big pines -unfortunately I should not have done that because of my weakling arms, or at least space it out, so maybe instead of going in for a morning, and cutting 10 trees, just do 1 every day. Then there was that post I put in; I went and cut down a huge big 20m high ironbark gum from up the paddock, cut it up, so I ended up with a really long post, dragged it back down to the house with a chain attached to the Ute and, then, after the pool excavator dug a 2m deep hole for me, I somehow manage to lift this huge heavy ironbark post which would’ve been at least 6m long, up and into that hole, which I then cemented. You know I really wish I had a video of myself doing that, I would put it up on YouTube! It was quite an extraordinary feat! But there was one other thing I most definatly shouldn’t have done, I felt afterwards at the time, I really pushed myself too hard, and that was filling the wheelbarrow full of spare excavated dirt, full, and moving it 100m down the hill around and up to an area where it was needed; As I was getting closer to the spot, I suddenly felt my heart thump thump thump, and I realised I had pushed myself too hard, and had messed up my perfect heart, a little bit - just a little. If you recall one of my photo stories (St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop Face AND HIVES From Homeopath), I mention I later took homeopathic medicine for a little wart, and my heart again, went thump thump thump thump (really loudly – so loud, first I thought something was on the roof) so it may have been related to that incident, and the medication was ‘fixing’ the problem that I had done? Or the homeopath tried to give me a stroke? I know they wanted to give me Hives as a joke, as in they thought it would be funny. But I’m not sure about my heart, I don’t know fully how my body works, it’s a bit of a mystery sometimes. -I know they don't know either, amateurs. Someone told me that the reason why I don’t give a second thought to strenuous activity, was because at school when I was tiny, still in my ‘oompa loompa’ phase in Year 7, those of us who did horse-riding, had to do horse duties. Which, amongst other things, consisted of feeding the horses in winter, with Hay, I had to go into the huge shed, and get a bale down from this mountain sky-high pile of hay, then take it all the way down to the horse paddock and 'hand deliver' to the horse . When you’re a tiny Year 7 little girl, this is quite difficult. And so, because I did that at a young age, I learnt how to do something fairly impossible, with my strength, and then that’s an ability I learnt, and still have. NOTHING IS TOO HEAVY FOR ME! I do believe having done this as a child, is the reason why I have taken on so many tasks as an adult that I should not have, like all the chain sawing and whipper snippering I’ve done - heavy duty things that a petite frame with no muscles, should not do, and not only because men are far more suited to the task, but it is from these activities which have caused so much pain in my older years. At age 45, I really lost the ability to use my arms without pain for anything, the simple task of holding a book whilst reading it, is out of the question, even scrolling through Pinterest has problems, even holding my cup of coffee in the morning is out of the question. It’s because I ‘over did it’ by putting too much strain with not enough muscles on my arms. So, if you have petite skinny scrawny arms, do not try and do excessive amounts of chain sawing. You know, some forewarning would have been appreciated (I think) I can just hear the powers that be saying “you gotta figure it out as you go” but there’s been so many generations, generation after generation after generation - this kind of stuff should’ve been figured out many generations ago, and then talked about, in preparation for future generations! I mean, what the hell is the point of school, did they teach us anything to prepare us for the future? I mean we can read and write, big deal. But there is more to life that we need to know about. Or maybe these kind of topics should be discussed within the family; it was always considered ‘poor form’ to talk about health problems in my family. My grandmother told me this is so, because if you point out your flaw, then that person will remember you only for the flaw, which I’ve kind of noticed is true, but if you inundate them with a lot of different things, that rectifies that!! Also, some people will use any weakness you have to their advantage, so if they know you’ve got a sore hand, they’ll come and give you a big handshake and squeeze your hand extra tight - that kind of thing. But in my experience that goes on whether you tell or not. Some people will seek out the flaw like a sniffer dog finding the truffle. Maybe this kind of thing doesn’t happen to a lot of people? maybe people can do excessive amounts of work and reach the ripe old age of 70 and still not have any aches or pains? I know my next-door neighbours at Gin Gin are in their late 70s, neither of them have arthritis, they are both still very active, they have a huge garden. So, maybe it’s just a genetic thing. I think this is a family topic, we should be encouraged to talk about family health awareness and family DNA, health history. You can see why being adopted here would be a problem. I kind of have an issue with adoption, best to be raised by your own flesh and blood, however I’m pretty sure my friend, who was adopted, it worked out for her, and if you read my “Family Photo with Big Boobs Story” you’ll hear about my mother’s adopted plight. I do recall my aunt giving me some advice when I was 26, when I was repainting her mother’s house. And you know what, her advice was crap, she just wanted to ‘powertrip’ and tell me what to do, when she clearly was inexperienced. Had she told me about the whole arm thing, now that would have been helpful. I can assure you, not be able to use your arms properly, as intended, when you reach age 45 is a huge impediment. Oh, not being sick gives one a ‘wiry’ strength, as soon as you catch a virus, you lose that ‘wiry’ strength, well I did. And same as how putting up with pain as a child, teaches you to ignore it when your older; kneeling in church twice a week at same school; teaches your body to ignore important safety signals) Like another time, when I noted I had a bit of pain in my foot, but I didn’t bother to check it straight away, I just kind of ignored it as it was not that bad, and well, I was in the middle of doing something. But if I had of just checked my foot straightaway, quickly, I could’ve removed that piece of Wood chip that had slipped in my shoe and saved myself some pain. I have heard many other people do it to, like getting bitten by spiders and ignoring it until they have finished the lawnmowing or whatever, only ending up in dire straights. Advise that teachers and parents ought to give out; Really and truly, if you are experiencing pain of any kind, stop immediately, whatever you’re doing and address it. “Stop and Deal. Don’t be a slow reactor!” I think also, people ignore it, is because when they were kids growing up, they had to endure problems, they didn’t have any control over, so they learnt; there’s no point in dealing with it, they have endure. 23. My Stolen Black Beauty Horse Story I’ve mentioned on this blog my love of horses, and horse riding. I’ve done a fair amount of horse-riding in my life and considering I’ve never actually owned a horse, have been fairly fortunate. Aside from my wonderful Kootingal experience as an infant. My horse experience got more serious when we moved to Gunnedah, on to a farm, ‘Holwood’, and our neighbours, had horses, plus a girl who was the same age as me in my class. We would sometimes go riding, and her mother taught me how to ‘rise to the trot’, if you don’t know how to ‘rise to the trot’, things can be quite bumpy, when you learn how to ‘rise to the trot’, everything is much smoother, and it kind of feels like a bit of a miracle! I remember seeing her mother many years later, and noted she was quite a striking woman, I thought if she couldn’t teach me to rise to the trot, then no one could! J They also owned a black stallion, and I remember wondering up the paddock with Christina, and talking to this black stallion, he would come trotting over as soon as he saw us thrilled to be able to “talk to the girls”. - Oh, that reminds me, another story that was stolen. I was talking about, where I mentioned “Black Beauty” was on TV, and I wasn’t allowed to watch it, as it was on at 8:30, and our bedtime was 6:30! But I was fortunate because my neighbours had a black stallion, I had a real Black Stallion! I also mentioned about a movie I watched about a wild black stallion who was on a boat being taken over to Arabia, and there was a big storm, the whole boat capsized, but a young boy saved the horse, and they both ended up swimming to deserted island, the rest of the movie was about how these two got to know one another on the island, I guess until someone saved them. (I think it was called The Black Stallion?) I later, not so long ago now, watched a similar movie, but I think it had been changed from the original? And I took an image from that movie, along with that story, it was an image of a sand dune with a horse in the background, it wasn’t a significant image. I suspect some stupid little idiot has deleted that story, because of that image, so I encourage you to take photos of movies and stick them on the Internet, because some little dickhead IT nerd boy shouldn’t be allowed to hack my computer and delete images, just because they think there’s a copyright issue. There is not btw, taking snapshots of movies is not illegal in any way. (I went on YouTube and looked up “The Black Stallion”, there was a trailer, I think that was it, got a similar screenshot) Attention all computer hackers – FUCK OFF AND GET YOUR OWN LIFE {So, as I’ve been thinking about all my horse stories, and discovering all of the stories that have been stolen of my PC, there has also been a whole series of coinciding seed sales. So, I think somebody is stealing them and the same person or maybe a different person who is making it their business to pay attention to my stories, is purchasing my seeds every time something gets stolen! What the!} And, another little horse didi; I did horse-riding at school. One day it was “Share your horse with a handicap day” – it was this community program that the school participated in. For some reason that day I was running late, something that usually never happens. So, by the time I got there, all the horses were taken, and class had started. So, one of the teachers said I could ride her horse. She had a beautiful black thoroughbred; I think it was. When I started riding this horse, I could not believe it – it was like a dream. That horse was so easy, she could sense everything that was required of her, and sometimes in advance, as the teacher was taking the class, so the horse could read the teacher too. It was so different to the school ponies I was used to, who by their age had had a fair enough of little girls who wanted to ride about!! Another lucky and blessed experience, I shall never forget it. 24. Cornfields Stolen Horse Story Another story stolen off my PC! What is the obsession with my horse stories? Here it is again, I found a similar image online of the actual Cornfields. Btw, all images I use on my blog are “Public Domain -Free for personal and commercial use” so if some stupid little boy is deleting my stories because they think there is copyright infringements THINK AGAIN you stupid little kid. Do you see how thieves ruin everything? They should be shot. So, my story goes, our other neighbours at ‘Holwood’, actually also our landlord, owned horses too, and I could ride over there .They had a few cornfields, that I absolutely loved riding in, their roads were sandy smooth, so no stones that a horse could stumble on, plus the corn was 8ft high, I just loved riding through those cornfields, nothing could spook the horse, so I went as fast as I could get the horse to go, and she just loved it to, we were a great duo, having the times of our lives. I did have to walk the horse afterwards, so she would not catch a cold – all sweaty 25. Horse Stories Continued; Fast Riding, School Girl Bullies, and Women in The Race Industry And when I left for boarding school, I did horse-riding at school, I was able to get a few good gallops in, there was a large paddock out the back, with a gully and a long straight, and again I would just love going as fast as I could. I think some of the other horse riders noticed that I sometimes used to ride really fast, and I’m not sure why, but none of the other girls would go for good gallops like I did, I think maybe they were slightly fearful, or afraid to go really fast. Not only afraid of the horse and the unknown, but afraid of not being ‘ladylike’. Thus, they became not only jealous of me, but afraid of me. {see how women are womens worst enemy} One time when I was out for a ride, on my own (I was always on my own, after my ‘horsy’ friend Michelle left, due to bullies) and I was riding down the back near the huge pines adjoin the oval, and there were some girls hiding in the in the pines, they were yelling out obscenities of some sort. I couldn’t see who it was, the pines were too thick - and that was there aim, typical females, such cowards. I’m thinking maybe it was the same girls who had a go at me when riding during class one time, if you recall my “Fiery Horse story”. Its strange I can’t remember their faces or names, as they were in my year – and you know how I love to Name and Shame! So, the bullying involved repeatedly trying to “put me in my place” so to speak, and use oppression tactics. Also, trying to ‘rain on my parade’ is another example of what they did, if I was happy, then they would try to ruin whatever the subject of the happiness, without coming across as a bitches, (no social media or phone recorders back then), so if I was on my own and no one was around to witness there was bitchy behaviour. {Even if you have more money than you know what to do with, you really shouldn’t send your kids away to boarding school, no one else is going to look after your kids, no one - you’re naive if you think they will. Having said that I’ve come across mothers who are so bloody hopeless, boarding school would actually be a better option for their kids.} It’s also strange how in life you can have so many problems which can cause great big conflicts, but amongst girls there doesn’t seem to be any real problems in the first place, at all, yet they still cause these great big conflicts, due to their mere stupid bitchy jealous nature. I noted a lot of these girls don’t grow out of either, they continue the stupid jealous reactions well into adulthood. So, I know how to enjoy life, (on my own) I’ve known for a very long time, I’ve known all my life how to be happy, and positive. I’ve had to deal with stupid jealous bitches all my life, - well, since High school anyway. I know how to deal with them; the best way to deal with them is to completely not have them in your life, it’s the only real solution, if you want to be happy – no bitches at all. I used to love riding fast, so much, that I probably should’ve been a jockey, back then! I was certainly tiny enough for it, but back then, girls weren’t jockeys. I do believe later they did a big thing in Australia, around Melbourne Cup Day, around about 2000 - 2002 sometime, when feminists (or stupid bitches) were putting female jockeys in the Melbourne Cup, and as a result, they were totally bitchy to the existing young male jockeys who were already lined up to go. I saw it all unfold on television, it was a disaster, and ever since then I feel like the Melbourne Cup has been rigged anyway. 26. What, No Horse at Rangari! When I moved to the farm at Rangari I decided I wouldn’t see, if I could somehow obtain a horse to ride, I felt I couldn’t really afford to do the shoeing. I found the shoeing was the most expensive part about horse-riding, or keeping a horse, because there was plenty to eat, I think maybe in drought times it could’ve been a different situation, but for the most part, there was no food expenses, and when I rode Batman, he certainly didn’t have any medical issues. The only thing I had to pay for, was the shoeing. Everybody knows a horse has hooves, which grow, and so every 2 months or so, the shoes (that u shaped piece of wrought iron) falls off and they need to be re-done (they can injure the horse if not done by hand) And so while perhaps in the olden days, it would be easy enough to get someone to do it, I feel as the years went by, it was getting harder to find someone to come out to a farm and do this service. I wasn’t confident that I could find someone reliable enough to do it, a shoe smith is not a job for the fainthearted. It requires someone with strength, so only a man could do this as a full-time job. He needs to hold up the horses back leg, which is very heavy, even a small horse has a heavy back leg, and he has to hold it the whole time while they remove the old shoe, and put the new shoe on. So, the type of person needed to do this particular job needs not only strength, but they have to be good natured to deal with animals, as well as honest, because he’s someone who travels out to people‘s private properties. So, I was not confident that I would have a reliable person to do it, even if I scraped enough money up to pay him. {even though I did have someone good to do the shoeing for Batman, but that was the other side of town}. I definitely missed riding batman. That reminds me of another story; I had set up pine jumps on one of the paddocks at “Rowan Leigh” there was a big contour bank, and the farmer had chopped down the pines, they’re bit of a weed out there (the ones that have the divine pine scent). And so, I had taken those dead pine trunks, and turned them into jumps. Even though Batman was a trained Stockhorse, and he knew it; so was reluctant to do anything else, he would only oblige me and my jumping, because I loved it so much. Provided, I didn’t make the jumps too high; I remember one-day, seeing how high I could get him to jump, I got off him, and made the jump taller making sure he was watching so he could see I was making twice as high. I made sure it was the first jump in the row (there were about 15 jumps, all spaced about 20m apart) I raised the first one, because, Batman did not like to jump like all the other horses, at a steady canter, he liked to jump going at a full gallop, what I called like a ‘Bat out of Hell’! So hopefully for the first one, he still would not be going too fast – so we set off, but sure enough he balked, and I could see what was about to happen, I was about to fall on top of the jump -you can’t stop gravity no matter how good are rider you are, and so I moaned in anticipation, and at that point my head was kind of up near Batman‘s ear, and he heard me moaning, and so do you know what this horse did, it was fairly unbelievable, I’m not sure you’ll believe me when I tell you, but as soon as he heard me moan, he moved his whole body in a right angle, so he kind of caught me as I was coming down, so instead of landing on the jump, I landed back in the saddle, a bit skew-whiff but nevertheless I didn’t fall off, so how about that! He literally saved me! You know it really does pay to express yourself, whenever you can! (Although, perhaps if I made that jump no 4 or 5, in full gallop, he probably would have cleared it no problems, it was like he was making a statement, “no I don’t want to jump to high, see!” I was also saved by a horse at pony camp, I’ve mentioned on my blog that I do not recommend pony camp. When I went there, (Gunnedah Pony Camp, at 15 or something) I was having such a difficult time from some of the stupid little girl bitches who were also attending. It also involved Steve Carter, infact I would say ALL his fault, as the main “bully bitch” was some stupid blonde that he was fucking at the time, he was egging her on. You know it’s situations like this where a group of people see what’s going on, and it’s like those bullies have set me up for disrespect from the group, for the rest of my life. I bet that stupid Cunt from Centrelink refused me Austudy as a direct result of Steve Carters actions (he is blonde too btw). OMG, the slow realization about the truth of blondes; stupid. Those two people responsible, 3 actually, the stupid blonde bitch had a minion; have done, irreparable damage to my life, and they are going to have some very bad karma. Steve Carter had a ‘spiritual’ chance to make up for his actions later, (I’m talking about the house), but he did not take it. I really do not have to do anything else, his problems have not even begun yet. By the way, my horse that I had at Pony camp was smarter than anyone any other human in my life at that time - he was trying to save me with his leg, his “lame” leg. Eventually he did, I left earlier than the 7 days. But he was too late. Or I guess only God knows what may have happened in those 2 days if I stayed. I recall there was also a total shower pervert there, Stuart Brady. Yuk. Mum had arranged that horse from someone I did not know, and this horse could see what was going on with all the stupid bitch girls, quite remarkable. More so than anyone else. Plus, this horse tried to save me from a terrible situation. I’m not going to tell you exactly, how he did it, because it’s a bit of a horse secret, and I don’t want to let their horse secret known. But horses are way cleverer than any human I have ever met. They are more evolved; they have no fear, so have evolved. The horse shown above looks like my horse “Cindy” that I rode as a young 4-5yr old, at Limbri, there are photos of Cindy and me (naked me) in our family album! 27. Who put that Trotter in there! Oh, and one other thing when I moved to Bulga, (read photo story “Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm” on page 1) before the race horses were put in the yard, I think, if I can recall, someone put in a retired Trotter in my paddock, Mary. So, I was able to ride this horse, another good-natured horse, easy to catch. Except well, I loved to Canter and Gallop, and this horse only knew how to trot, I ended up getting a stitch every time we went for a ride - rising to the trot - such a fast pace! Who put that horse there! And while I mentioned those horses on Cull farm. One from the group of retired race horses that were put in my paddock, was very ‘bad natured’ horse. I later discovered it was because of its previous owner, a male farmer, who didn’t treat it properly with respect, and so the horse developed a bad nature. I find it extraordinary how a male farmer wouldn’t know how to handle a horse properly - they must be simpleton simpleton simpleton . Horses are like little third graders, they’re so easy to control and manipulate, why you would need to use force or cruelty, or disrespect of any sort, is beyond comprehension. Really and truly, for goodness sakes, go and read The Seven Games of Natural Horsemanship. You know, when I rode Batman, he only spooked once the entire time I was there, and that was when one evening I as visiting my neighbours and found myself still there just after dusk, (we had yabbies for dinner, from my dam, that we had just caught in the morning. Sauteed in garlic – yum! J) but it was a full moon, and a lovely evening, I was looking forward to riding him the 3km or so back to my house, just as we set off a lit a cigarette (still smoked then) and he gave a little startle to the light in the dark. mmm, such happy horse memories….. 28. Horse Story no 8, re Slow Motion Since I moved to my new unit in Queensland, the stealing has greatly been reduced, in fact in the six months I’ve been here, I think only 4 items are missing. However, what I have noticed, instead, has been taken, are my little stories from my blog. Currently it is September 2022, and I’m discovering, about on average, 1 little story per week that has gone missing, all traces gone missing, gone off my blog, gone off mt PC, and gone from my Outlook emails. I’m having to rewrite them - which is a real nuisance! The person who has taken them are a Nuisance. The latest one I have discovered taken, was another one of my horse stories; One horse riding class, way back in school, in the 1980’s, there was a gung ho horse mistress, who was lunging horse and rider together around in the arena. I’m not entirely certain why she was doing this, the whole excercise seems pointless, but when it was my turn, and as the lunger had the reins, and the rider had none, and thus no control, sooner or later, I was going to fall off {although if the horse mistress had of been a little bit savvy, this would not have happened, I believe though it was done deliberalty} So, at any rate, I did fall off, and what happened was; I could feel myself falling, and suddenly, as I went over, everything went into slow motion, and I could see the horses girth as my head went down, and then I could see its top leg thigh, then its knee. It was like I was just observing all of these body parts as I was falling, and I was saying to myself each one that I could see it when I got up to it. It was like I was explaining to myself what was happening, until I could see the ground coming, and then suddenly landed, albeit not injured at all, as the ground was a thick layer of sawdust (inside the arena). So there were two things strange about this situation, one was the slow motion experience, which was a little bizarre and it just goes to show you how clever your mind really can be. The other thing was why there are certain women that want to lunge young girls around in circles; this is a ridiculous concept, and stems from major control issues. Years later after I left school and was riding with a neighbour, a slightly older woman, she too wanted to do exactly the same exercise, it was quite bizarre, I had to put the brakes on as again I would have fallen, she wa by no means savvy enough. A few years ago, I was watching a wonderful version of Sherlock Holmes from the BBC, and in this episode, Sherlock got himself into a dire situation, and suddenly everything went into slow motion for him, as he was thinking about what he could do to resolve it, and this was exactly what happened to me, it was just like that scene, only of course I couldn’t do anything to resolve the situation, I just had to watch it as it happened. And so, the person who keeps stealing my stories, particularly horse ones, I’ve had quite a few horse ones stolen now; bugger off and get your own horse, and get your own horse stories. And in case you haven’t worked out, which obviously you don’t know, because you’re stealing; you actually have to pay for everything in life, one way or the other - it will catch up to you, so do yourself a favour and stop stealing things that are NOT yours. 29. Horses on Holidays On the 1 holiday I went on, some 20 odd years ago now, I saw a brochure in the information centre, with a horse and rider galloping along the beach, in the gentle breaking waves. I had always wanted to go horse riding on the beach and canter through the breaking waves, always. And around Cairns would be ideal because there’s no big surf to spook the horse. So, I thought, hooray, I’ll go and do it, spend my money on that. Off I went, so ¾ of the way through the trail, which was just through a sparse deforested area that was practically farmland, finally we got to the beach; but the guide said “we were not to go anywhere near the water as it will destroy the tack”. (Tack is horse gear) It was very disappointing, I was really annoyed about this because you can get saddles that are not leather, but actually I think leather should hold up in salt water anyway….AND their brochure had someone cantering along the beach through the water. So, it’s totally false advertising and, I feel this is typical Australians wanting to play Nazi rules – they are so anal, it’s ridiculous, it’s like they have this barrier up to stop themselves and the people around them from having fun. They are so unevolved. They should stop over at the Caribbean and see how it’s done, you can go horseback riding on the beach over there, although they said it’s at a cost $250 per hour! J In one of my photo stories (Future Business Mission on p7), I say, I would love to own a Horse and Carriage business in the tropics, to take people on a beautiful scenic botanical journey, as a part of vacation activities. {I plan on winning the lottery so I can actually do it!} Although, after living in the subtropics now for not even 12 months I can see there’s going to be a huge problem for doing anything horse related, and that is the tics. As soon as any animal wonders past a bush, I’m sure at least five tics jumps on, and then again when they wonder past the next bush…! I have seen some horses in the area, so I do wonder how they survive, they possibly take that veterinary prescribed Spot-On treatment, although if you’ve read my blog, you know that I’m very much opposed to such a cancer-causing treatment. I guess I shouldn’t worry about such a hurdle until I actually win the lottery! Feel free to contact me if you have a beautiful holiday spot that runs near a beach (in the tropics) and would like to offer scenic carriage rides around the property. 30. Zig Zagging through an Acacia lined little country rd Oooh if only I took a photo at the time (if only I had a camera! actually not having a camera was the source of many problems when I was in my 20’s and 30’s). If anyone would like to go and get a photo of the road I’m talking about, it is Wightman Rd & Tunningley Ln, Emerald Hill, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia One day I ventured over to this little laneway on my horse Batman, and it was the prettiest little road that you have ever seen, I was so thrilled and excited about this little laneway, it was in full flower, with the most fragrantly beautifully scented Acacias. My horse thought so too, and he started zigzagging from one side of the road to the other to stop on each side to smell the Acacias!! We had a lovely afternoon! What makes this little sweet road different from the others, is that it is untouched, by councilmen, who typically come along and mow both sides of the roads so nothing grows. For some reason they neglected this road, and now look how beautiful it is. From google maps it still looks like it is Acacia lined. They flower in August (I think it was August?) I have noticed recently, up here in Queensland now, I don’t know if this is everywhere across Australia, but some silly twit has given the go-ahead for councils to spray with glyphosate (a poison). I can’t believe they do this; we’ve survived all these generations without having to use a poisons on the roadside. It is still not necessary today. So could someone with some common sense, please go and tell those councils to wake up and smell the roses. Life Stories P6 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6 (this) , LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items 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. Moved to Colosseum, nearby to Miriam Vale and Builyan 1. Unwanted Young men stealing from single women at rail crossing When I was living at Builyan for that brief 5mnths, of course I had problems with the locals, first of all they were stealing, then the police got involved and so the stealing stopped, but I did have problems with locals congregating outside my house at night, sometimes, which is a very common thing, and it’s happened my whole entire adult life. I usually just ignore it, and sleep on through, I mean who cares who’s out in the street anyway. There were some bad guys that would come round, just a general feeling I got, usually something would be stolen when I could hear any of those young men type. I did suspect someone was sneaking inside my house at night while I slept, violet was behaving strange (my cat) and the padlock was stolen, the only thing that could stop them from breaking in. Plus, the slat window was broken, the one right next to the door lock. I suspect my neighbours 16yr old son, but later some birdy told me it was the police – they were adamant it was the police. Lisa Lynch and her husband. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour – the ABC do that ALL THE TIME, that is rewarding people who have done something bad like are bullies, or steal or whatever. I do believe its personal to me; Yet another dog, at the ABC, as formed an obsession. The police there were a husband and wife team, they were new, I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them?? Looking for drama. After I put a poster up looking for a house elsewhere, the guy who contacted me, Darcy the owner, later told me that his worker had told him I was looking for a house, and his worker, it turned out was one of those guys that used to hang around at Builyan, and he was friends with some of the guys at Builyan. And when I headed over to my new farmhouse that first day, I had my Ute full of stuff, packed sky-high. I stopped at the railway line, which of course, no coincidence at 5am, suddenly a train appeared – I now know its Aurizon Trains – their staff. And there was a whole heap of guys suddenly appear infront and behind me, around the car, in this kind of remote town, and later I discovered something had been taken out of the back of the Ute - although I was aware at the time that this is exactly the type of situation where something will be stolen from me, so I kept an eye on things, and I didn’t see anyone stealing, sneaky bastards. Anyway, this young guy, his name is Tom, farm hand for Darcy, unfortunately I didn’t get his surname, and at the time he had a girlfriend (Jess, Darcy’s daughter) who I met, they were helping move Darcy’s furniture out of Darcy‘s house a bit later that day. (Annoys me how landlords don’t do this before I arrive, same as all the others), anyway, that guy Tom, I’m pretty sure he used to hang around the house, he had friends in rail industry, the trains used to stop on my property at 3 am in the morning, I had items go missing – the whole time I was there. I just find it really odd how men like that, who have a girlfriend, still hang around. It’s like fuck off, get a life, and just because a girl is single, doesn’t mean you have the right to follow her and steal from her, or pester her in any way, fuck off you stupid mongrels. BTW, I don’t think he is still hanging around, but that is what I should have said at that rail stop; yelled it out to the air, and they would have heard me. So, actually there were at least a dozen young men at that rail stop, in 2 cars. So instead of helping me move my 12 Ute loads, those young men in that community stop/torment/harass and steal. This is what they are breeding in that community Colosseum / Miriam Vale / Builyan – these are very small QLD communities, so that dozen or so young men would be a significant proportion of the community. So, they are breeding scum in their community’s. Scum degenerates. Mothers are breeding Scum Degenerates. (All problems can be traced back to stupid mothers). You’re not worthy of anything you little degenerates. I am surprised the ABC did not put ALL of the dozen young men on TV. (/s) Also, I think he and his family had something to do with incarcerating me under the total scam Mental Health Act with the help of police. Those people are thieving bullies, and they got their victim locked up – do you see how this country works – it’s a fucked country. (I am pretty sure, one night at Builyan, I heard Australian p.m. voice - Scott Morrison, outside, I heard him!, that was just before he got in, there was an election due. – setting a BAD example to copycats- plus I think he was also on Facebook under a different name, and he tried to rent me a house, which turned out to be fake and then he tried to rent me a shoddy shipping container, he’s a bit of an arshole, (if you didn’t know), aswell as his wife. (But it was good how the pollies are doing something about the virus situation, let’s hope there is ongoing reminding of social distancing and staying home if you’re sick with any flu symptoms). By the way I did 12 Ute loads, over that 2-3 days, back and forth between Builyan and Colliseum (near Miriam Vale) across the mountain range, which at the time was on fire. It was the tremendous bushfire season of 2018/2019, I was lucky I could get through, there were fires all around the road, through the Rule Sate Forest. It was mostly all blackened, and there were big trees slowly burning away, lying by the road. Quite a few little grass fires, blazing, and a lot of smoke. I wish I had of stopped and taken a photo. They always talk on the news about the “natural bushfires” in Australia, and I had to say here *newsflash* natural, my arse! When I was driving through Builyan, I can assure you, there were people (young tall men) out in the bush, young men, lighting fires, “natural” has nothing to do with it. The local coppers out there had to spend all those few weeks putting out fires in the little community! Guess they didn’t see the Rule State Forest ones start up. I personally don’t believe that even pre-burning is necessary; it’s not necessary at all! Mother nature, knows how to do things, all on her own. She does not need help with the regeneration process in the old growth forests either. People who want to pre-burn are ‘firebugs’. A dysfunctional problem. Note; Those men described above, are like the ‘opposite’ of my father, and his generation. I am not sure why I have so many 'unworthy' people put themselves infront of me. I can only think it is the same situation as Dr Carl – I will explain; Dr Carl was a doctor who used to work (probably still does) on the youth radio network triple J, which I used to listen to when I was younger. He was wonderful - you could phone up the station and ask any medical or scientific question, and he usually would have a response, if not he would always come back to it later. He was very diligent and knowledgeable, in helping people, and especially problems of the weird and bizarre, like what young adults, particularly men are interested in! He was talking one day about the fact that whenever he goes anywhere, it was really common for him to suddenly be needed, in some sort of medical emergency. Like in the movies when someone shouts “is there a doctor”! Well, this happens to him, regularly, according to Dr Carl. I thought about this - and when I travel anywhere, on those rare occasions, this never happens to me. I never encounter anyone in need of a Dr. BUT because I have these particular types of people as described above on a very regular basis – they seem to cross my path so frequently, like no one else would begin to understand. So, I can only assume, it's for the same reason that Dr Carl has his encounters – people who are in need of someone to point out to them their dysfunction. Considering I'm not a trained psychologist, psychiatrist, therapist or councillor (although I do have an interest in counselling, as I used to eavesdrop on my mother’s counselling sessions when I was a child (very naughty). And I certainly have a great understanding of a lot of psychological areas of concern due to being bullied in Australia; I have had people tell me about what makes people tick and function and why they do the nasty things they do. They explain this to me, in order to help me deal with such revolting people. infact I most likely would have more knowledge in this area than a university graduate at this point. But since, these perpetrators and I don't sit down for a one on one, for obvious reasons, the only thing I can do is write about them on this blog. Definitely naming names helps. I've had quite a few dogs removed from my back, due to simply writing this blog. I do believe it's because eventually they'll see they have problems, and they need to deal with it. If not them, then somebody close to them will step in, like a mother. 2. 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord HEY! it’s a big deal having to relocate - stop giving tenants the runaround. 5 times in 12mnths. FIVE. Fuck you all. Plus, I had/have plantar Fasciitis / Collapsed Arch (from Mack Boots). STOLEN gardens, stolen energy, stolen time, and now I have repetitive strain syndrome - and arthritis. Life is a bitch; I recommend not having kids. There is a rental problem in this country. (There is a ‘fucked in the head’ problem in this country too). It is from over population; attention all women STOP bloody breeding like rabbits -1 or 2 kids, that's it, any more than that is stupid and selfish. Plus, I know from 46 years of experience - the calibre of mothers out there is pretty crap, 3 quarters of you shouldn't be breeding anyway. Overbearing, over controlling, this is what breeds nonthinking zombies - On the other hand, I seem to have encounted a lot of littleshitheads, from being spoilt - usually male, and the females suffer from the nonthinking problem. Plus it looks like there is a general favourites game going on with parents, favouring male kids. Btw, they say exercise for young girls, and activity, wakes them up (hitting them in the head, will NOT wake them). Too many kids are the main reason I have no proper place to live now. All these problems of bullies in the community, are a direct result from me being single. And me being single, btw, isn’t actually a problem - a real problem, for anyone. The only reason why it would be a problem for these people is because they’re stupid. If they really thought about it (if they actually thought about anything), me being single, doesn’t make me a bad person, I don’t steal from them, I don’t antagonise them, I don’t bully them, I don’t cheat with their partners. I don’t have anything to do with them. They just cannot handle a single woman on her own. So all these problems that people have with me, are imaginary and in these people’s heads - purely because I’m single. So ofcourse, this gives me a clear path of clarity and sight - their actions come about from one reason, and one reason only; and that is they are stupid. So I blame mothers, for raising stupid people. Btw, not having anything to do with these people, is not a valid reason to steal, harass and bully. I win – you lose, you will be going to hell. One of the police constables suggested I should go down to the community hall in Builyan and makes sandwiches for everyone, perhaps then, they would not steal from me. Fucked community – make your own goddam sandwiches. 3. Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on veranda of house were people steal from me I will show a photo of the house at Colosseum – You might look at it, and think ‘oh what she complaining about, that’s beautiful - nice big house in a beautiful spot.’ Yeah well, that’s what I thought too. That’s why I moved there, but this photograph doesn’t really show that all the real problems of this place, and I think with my blog here, I may have described them a little bit, but there are still way more problems associated with this spot than even with what I’ve mentioned here. I moved to a farmhouse at Miriam Vale / Colosseum for 6mnths (the lying landlord Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry and twisted son had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 13 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie, as I’ve mentioned, I think he may have had something to do with locking me up in the mental asylum at Bundaberg. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. Fuck off, you cannot use me for your power tripping. This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too who I think was stealing from me aswell, NO CONVICTION, and has a dog shag who also steals from me – she harassed me on Facebook NO CONVICTION. Obviously his dog thinks he is innocent – I’ve never known any men to be innocent. (I know dad would not have ever stolen from me)). All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do NOT wish to be a part of a community full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. You lose. Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this is my list of what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. NO CONVICTION. I can only name these people because these are THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNEW in that area. I did however see 2 or 3 hoon people in cars at the gate whenever I left the farm, and this was quite unusual because this area was very remote, and there was hardly anyone around ever, let alone 2 or 3 at once. So, you never know, maybe they were just hooning from Gladstone, that had come down to steal from me, as they knew I would go into town that day. Maybe they were hooning postal workers, as I always stopped at the post office? Maybe they were TV industry people? I mean who knows? and how they actually got onto the farm, is a very good question, because I did keep it locked. This is why I think the landlord might be guilty, or possibly the landlords farmhand, who I mentioned before in the Photo story called “young man stealing from single women”, his name was Tom his girlfriend’s name was Jess, and apparently Jess was Darcy‘s daughter. How dare you or steal from me, a woman you don’t know, who has caused no trouble with anyone - you just see the fact that she’s single, and start stealing from her, you all are disgusting - disgusting people. Here is a good spot to mention another yuck thing that the people in Miriam Vale/Colosseum/Agnes Water, did. When I was living here, I felt kind of lucky because for the first time in my life I was living within half an hour of a beach. While petrol prices were kind of rising, and I didn’t have much money for travelling, I tried to get over there as much as possible, and made it 4 or 5 times, to go for a quick swim - which was absolute heaven for me. I can’t begin to explain how happy and lucky I felt, every time I was able to go for a swim at the beach. Anyway, one time on my way back, I had to stop off and get some Mylanta at the chemist in Miriam Vale; and I noticed that they had ‘set up’ a thing, and it was a ‘humiliation thing’. They had specially gotten a farmer, and they were trying to humiliate me infront of him, through sneaky female connection ways. It was just really obvious that they had set this situation up to try to humiliate me. It got me thinking, I mean, is this what they do regularly in other situations; get farmers and try to humiliate me, what is it about farmers, that they get them? I haven’t really done a good way of explaining this humiliation situation here, but it is really to disgusting to go into any more detail, so I’ll just leave it there. And now put a list of all the items that was stolen from me while I lived at Coliseum; Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook TV vandalized on veranda - $800 Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online?) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41, Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi, 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole, but someone did) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven woollen cushion $56 Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house $65 (after listing them on facebook market for sale) Pretty sure a few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime $12 When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (Australia -Australia Post related? common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Also, I want to mention; not sure what the issue was here, but one time he came out under the pretence to fix the pump to connect the dam water, and he brought his wife out with him. There was a definite ‘I lose’ vibe going on, so I’m not sure why I would ‘lose’ in that situation? maybe it was because he bought his wife out and I would have to meet her? or maybe it was because his wife had died her hair blond and I usually have problems with blonde women stealing from me? (Hate to say it but it’s true) or maybe it was something else entirely different? I just don’t know? What was the issue, prey tell? By the way he didn’t actually fix the pump, so maybe that was the issue, he came out pretending to fix the pump, he had no intentions of fixing the pump, but just came out wanting to talk to me while he pretended to fix the pump? who knows what motivates people? I find people very weird and peculiar; this is just another example. 4. Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw CLASP for necklace STOLEN So, they left the necklace that Grandpa hand made me, (he was a silversmith), and just took the clasp. I would put money on the fact that it was a girl that took it, no man is going to fumble around with a tiny clasp. (These clasps are the best, and do not ‘accidentally’ come undone - that’s why it was stolen, the best). Theres that stupid short blonde bimbo again thinking I am not “deserved” of the ‘best’. I did not bother reporting it to the police, because the local police here do not believe anyone up here steals. {stupid too} It was taken of the first day I moved there. I believe it was taken by same girl who was harassing me at Builyan too, the same one who stole heaps of my seeds from my seed chest. - The girl who was known by certain people, certain neighbours like Suellen and Donny, as that thieving girl bought them off with free ‘empowerment’ activities for their little ZOMBIE girl daughter. Suellen and Donny – such cowards, when I am being literally tormented by this thief with 100’s of items stolen. Shame on them. (I believe the thieving dogs are doing the same to my current neighbours zombie girl daughter at no 108}. Also, this might be related to a musician, because quite often I have songs that just appear on my iPod shuffle as its playing, like when Dolly Parton released her new song, suddenly it started playing in my shuffle iPod. When K.D. lang released a song, back in 2015 or something, same thing - although I did try to find K.D Lang’s song again to listen, but it was gone! So, they can literally put songs “on” and take songs “off” my iPod, - this would be Apple related too (the genius of the people of Apple). The genius thieves. So anyway, there was a song that appeared on my iPod which was a slow-motion cha-cha, I’ve mentioned it on this blog before, and I think that thieving girl has heard me listen to that song, and has assumed that I have stolen that song, when I certainly did not, in fact I don’t even think those songs had been yet released (?). And so, she has stolen my goods, either out of an act of revenge, or she’s just jealous - a stupid jealous bitch, who wants new release songs to appear on her iPod (probably Olivia Newton John – no convictions, but I know they did a big ‘thing’ when she died, as in, my life would now be greatly improved, as she is dead.). Whoever it is does seem to have a lot of money, because she buys people off where ever she goes, SHE IS A SOURCE OF EXTREMEME TORMENT (like only a musician knows how to do), so could well be Olivia Newton John. I need to literally spell this out in order to stop this stupid girl thief - fuck off all musicians - stay out of my life, stay off my iPod, fuck off {and I have nothing to do with putting on and taking off new releases from iPod, so stop taking your jealous frustrations out on me). And no, I am still not gay. The unknown girl or whoever who took this from my bedroom, was NOT invited in. THERE ARE no invites into my life at all, ever, let alone my bedroom. That reminds me, other times they ‘mess’ around with my iPod; one day, while cleaning the house, I heard this really good song on my iPod shuffle, (magically mysterious how songs just suddenly ‘appear’ on my iPod) and note, when I was cleaning, as in ‘reward’ for cleaning, condescending rewards and punishments by STUPID DOGS – got to be landlord dog related. THEY HAVE BEEN DOING IT FOR YEARS. So, it was a type of slow-motion cha-cha sound - fast fast fast fast slow slow. I really liked it, as I had a sore foot, and could not Cha Cha any more. BTW, I learnt to cha-cha the year before from a ‘SYTYCD’ learning DVD -brilliant! when I say learnt to cha-cha, what I mean by that is, I learnt one step, and it literally took me months to learn it - that’s how completely uncoordinated I am!! But I had tremendous fun learning it, and when I learnt it, I had tremendous fun choosing fast songs and cha-cha-ing my dinner off, every evening, as fast as I could in the living room!! I also used to do it in the lap pool, really and truly, you should’ve seen how fast I was!! 😁 I really miss doing it, I lost weigt and got fit. But since I’ve had a collapsed arch, just can’t do it anymore. Anyway, I wrote the song name down because I knew I’d forget it, so I could listen to it later too, it was a weird classical song of some sort, with a weird name. But someone stole the piece of paper with the name on it, and I suspect the person who stole it was xxxxx xxxxxxxxx (I have no idea who…!) but I am left pinning after that song….. 5. QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story So, this photo and blurb was deleted, not only off my computer, but off my back up. It explains how a QLD Rail train used to run through the property where I was living at Colosseum, – Alister Darcy Ward’s farm, and instead of racing through as it usually did (sometimes freight, sometimes passenger, sometimes just a caboose.) The caboose started stopping on the farm, at night, like around 9pm and sometimes 4am. I could hear them, plain as day. I had items stolen, and those rail workers are dodgy as all hell. I did contact Queensland rail about it they said there’s nothing they can do about such things and or their staff. I would like to add, they also did ‘Toll’ signs; (a phenomenon that the dogs have been doing for many years, but is a secret for some reason). After about, 3mnths after I moved there, every time I went into town, which was not that often. Say once a fortnight, I would have to cross a rail way, and after about 3mnths, suddenly, every time I went into town, I would have to stop for a ‘Toll’ Train – that is a train with the word TOLL written in huge blue font on every carriage. Those little boy rail works are messing about with targeted people (like lucky single ladies), and coming up with stupid things; like I have to pay them a toll every time I go into Miriam Vale, – hence why they steal from me – stupid items that have little value to such little boys, they just want to be ‘naughty’ like a pathetic little boy who has a crap mother. Guess what, it is not up to me to rein you in, I am not your crap mother or your most likely no-existent father – get a grip and stop driving people to violent thoughts. BTW, they still do Toll signs at Gin Gin. And it was just the same kind of torment in Gunnedah, and Bundaberg. And guess what, if I choose to go into town and not actually purchase anything – TOUGH TITTIES. That is my prerogative. My right to do so. Do you see what single ladies have to deal with? Most people I encounter are completely clueless about these types of mongrels, and what it’s like for single ladies, with these kinds of social retard’s. Life is hard enough to get by and make a living, but when you add MASS DOG TORMENT, on top of everything, it pretty much makes life impossible. Curse them, curse you all. those dogs are also on social media, and Gumtree, still harassing me. I also discovered at Sarina, it is not “QLD Rail”, but possibly Aurizon. And these are the ones that toot their hoon at all hrs of the night, waking the whole town. At first I thought Aurizon must have been a government run play toy for mongrels, but Aurizon is actually a private company! I wrote to them aswell, to advise management of what their drivers get up to with all their midnight tooting. But it did not make any difference. 6. Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April/May 2019 “Reward for info on my cushion, of 10 Callebaut Chocolate cream truffles.” (After I posted this on FB, someone broke into my house around 5am next day, and stole my chocolate too.) Another stolen item here at Colosseum. This lovely bright woollen cushion was woven by mum. Later, I hand sewed it into a cushion; I made up 2 cushions with the woven cloth. They sat in my bedroom on top of the black recliner chair. Some little bimbo has ‘broke and entered’ into my bedroom at Colosseum QLD, and taken 1 cushion, they left the other. This theft is absurd. The cushions were quite old now, and slightly ‘tatty’. The only person I can think if with motive, for sentimental reasons, is one of my 2 siblings Tomas Bieman or Penny Bieman. But both from different states, and neither has money to travel and steal a cushion. Nor possibly the desire to possess one. Only other option is short blonde bimbo who I have mentioned numerous times, who is obsessed with me. What is wrong with you? get your own goddam weaving mother, and own goddam woven cushion! Oh, I saw Catie Carter on the beach at Agnes, that was when my towel was stolen. She was a textile person…… I think it was her, it was the same person who stole my smorgasboard meal at Port Douglas when I was there 10yrs prior (just some stupid thief bimbo who took my whole full plate after I had left the table to use the bathroom). FUCK OFF you stupid dog. 7. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 8. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Warning, this thieving story is full of offensive swear words – I was mad as hell about it, and still am, I cannot tone it down even 4yrs later. Actually, I purchased 2 tubs of wool fat, to make up my homemade Nettles & Aloes mix (to treat stings), because that company no longer makes it (and it is brilliant – for ant bites, bee / wasp stings, mosquito bites, zucchini leaf itch….) and some bimbo cunt, stole 1 of my tubs. Around about the time it was taken, again, all the way up here in QLD, 1500km away from the farm at Rangari and the plane harassment I had back then, there was a plane flying over, just up from the farm all day, as is always the case whenever they steal from me. (Police have informed me that there is nothing anyone can do about the planes – they don’t seem to acknowledge or realize the correlation between the planes and the thieves – they stupid). And yesterday evening there was a car revving behind the house in bushland (it may have been the neighbour Trevor Bayliss (who lives 1km away and we had not met at that point), or it may have been a recording, like what you see girls from the ABC radio station carry around the streets recording people. – I have seen someone on motorbike follow me around and play loud recordings at Gunnedah, usually it is bird recordings, not car revving). Or possibly landlord related, Darcy Ward or wife Julie Ward. Or the stupid blonde bimbo from Bunnings who follows me around and steals from me. I think I heard her once, claim to be my family, and “families share”. That stupid dog who is stealing from me, IS NOT MY FAMILY, and not sure what kind of family she has, but in my family, we don’t steal from one another. Possibly that stupid dog is from NEGS, as Anna Abbott always used to tell the girls in assembly “we are family” (I could see as she was talking about it, she was being totally evil, and meaning for it be a bad thing, and not a good ‘family thing’, as in, we are family so there is a level of fighting and squabbling which is acceptable – she was speaking and looking directly at those older girls, who were giggling. ENCOURAGING BULLYING. STUPID WOMAN. I believe she could see what was going on in church re the seating. And God knows what else she was referring to. I am certain there was a NEGS girl at my neighbours there at Colosseum when I went around there once. You know I had purchased 2 of these, did that stupid cunty bimbo blonde woman think that I had purchased 1 for me and 1 for her – I bet she did, such is the nature of STUPID WOMEN. I did not purchase 1 for anyone else, I purchased both for me, as it is hard to find this product, so I purchased enough to last my entire life – I did not purchase any for anyone else YOU STUPID WOMAN. Fuck off you stupid thieving cowards. Btw, I have updated this one a few years later, as someone had removed it, and after the Gin Gin police thought I was crazy and making all this theft and harassment up, well, after they had locked me up for 7 days to “determine” if I was crazy, upon discovering I was not crazy, I believe some of them (not the Gin Gin ones) they had tried to do something about the thefts? The plane harassment as greatly reduced, along with the amount of items stolen from me, - mind you they still do it, just not so overtly - I suspect that is because I now live in suburbia, and people will get suspicious if they hear a plane flying over me constantly all day long every day – see back on the farm, no one was there to notice. This is how pathetic cowards they are. An old man told me that it was the then, PM – Prime Minister flying over me harassing me, Turnbull. But I know it is women who are the biggest cowards, plus they are the most stupid, so I suspect a woman is doing the plane harassment, and the thieving?? Oh, Another reason why I think whoever stole that woolfat, was female, was because in the fashion industry, woolfat is used as an iron cleaner. I seem to have a lot of people from the fashion industry harass me, and this could've been taken by one of them, who can see- being the dogs that they are. I saw a neighbour at the units in Sarina acting sus, male, blonde about my age, but egged on and manipulated by bimbo women. I saw a girl with piggy tails driving his car, following me over to Grasstree Beach. He reminds me of some guy I briefly met at a party when I was 18, Tom Skipper? Maybe he is one of the lunatics following me around? If so, fuck off. Also, seeing that girl with piggy tails, I think I remember seeing her at least 3 times in different locations, following me around, she’s short and skinny with bob length hair that she wears in pigtails. Possible prostitute? I think he stole dozens of items while I lived there, or, well, maybe it was my other neighbours? Or maybe all? I have had food stolen, and he would be the type to steal food; the hopeless type that can’t budget for themselves. {I have always said, a man needs a woman way more than a woman needs a man. Now he is paying for his bad bachelor ways ha ha – someone said, that is just personal to me, as its my destiny, as written in my name! they were making a joke; (bieman) bi, as in both female and male in 1. I gave it some thought, I was amused, you can draw your own conclusions}. Also, I mentioned since I keep my laundry powder inside now, I still have it, like none has been taken. But my laundry powder was also taken from when I lived at Gin Gin, on that veranda. So, it must be the same person stealing my laundry powder?? {maybe it’s a known thing amongst thieves; a lot of people in QLD, don’t have laundries, but they have washing machines outside on the veranda or patio- so easy target for washing powder theft??} The police could easily find this out, they keep monumental tabs on everyone, he may have different name now, Dave? The police have already been here about him, as he threw a tantrum outside making heaps of noise, when I mentioned on my blog that I saw him sneaking back into his unit, so, sore looser and guilty. Someone called the police; it was not me. He belongs in jail. Oh, and there was someone in Gunnedah who used to pretend he was an old drunk man, and would walk past me every time I went into town at dads place. I always thought he was an old drunk man, as the servos was in our street, but after 20 years, when I saw him, I realized, an old man would have been dead by then, so it was some little prick trying to be funny. Trying to impress his older sister. I would say, this is the same person. Fuck off you idiot, you belong in jail, I do not know you, we are not friends, we never will be, you are a thieving moron. Zero tolerance for thieves. If I can make jail happen for you, I will. btw, Turnballs daughter, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as that thieving guys sister Sally at NEGS, same year, as Rachael Wainbergs sister, now calling herself Cate Rogers my landlord at Gin Gin – see, a big network of arrogant thieves, literally following me and stealing from me. What the ? And, at new address, there seems to be a qantas plane doing a little harassment here – and really low flying, so I can see it is a qantas plane, and not virgin. 9. Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over This generator was working fine (perfectly) until the pull cord snapped, - no other problem. So, I took it to Bororen Small Engines Mechanics, that guy there (Will Irvine) totally messed it up, so now it doesn’t work at all - because the pull cord that he put on, was way too short - so there’s not enough rotations for it to start. HOPELESS MECHANIC, all it needed was a bloody new pull cord, how difficult could it have been? – more interested in engaging in conflicting relationship with women, such a dysfunction, and a typical character trait of YOUNG perverts – women do it to.) This generator was a really good one, it was worth $1000, was very reliable, very easy to start. I needed it regularly at my last address near Gunnedah, because there were so many blackouts, it was invaluable. Although I have noticed up here in Queensland, there’s no power problems like in New South Wales, at my last address at Rangari, it used to go out at least every week, and sometimes up to 8 hours (once it was for 3 days). I’m pretty sure there was just some little idiot switching off the power off for no reason at all other than to be an attention seeking Nuisance, and of course because I had heaps of items stolen whenever the power went out, it meant my CCTV wasn’t on, so I’m pretty sure whoever was switching power off, was in cahoots with essential energy, and they were deliberately switching my power – stealing from me for no reason, other than, because they can. Bunch of bloody thieving yokels down in that town of Gunnedah. Anyway, I was stuck with a non-working generator. And I did need the generator at Colloseum, because the bloody landlord, Darcy Ward, lied to me and didn’t connect the dam, even though all the pipe and plumbing was in place for it to be connected - he refused to give me any water after saying that he would before I moved in, for my garden. So, I was planning on using my generator to pump water into a pod and bring it up to the garden by car, for emergency supplies. So, with no generator, I had to give up getting water, even though there was water available at the dam. I certainly could not afford to buy a new one, I tried to sell it, and the best price I could get was $50 - I mean, the guy who bought it, was a proper backyard small engine mechanic, so he would’ve got $1000 generator for $50, and all he had to do was put a new pull cord on – life is so easy for some people. By the way I took this case to the Department of fair trading in Queensland - and they were absolutely HOPELESS, guess who the name of the person, trying to sort the problem was: Vanessa Ward, WARD, same name as my little shit landlord. [But also, I’ve taken a 2nd case on a separate matter to the Department of fair trading Queensland, and they didn’t help out in any way for that one either, they’re just pretending to be a Department of fair trade - people go there every day, take home salaries, but they don’t actually do anything.] So far since I have moved to QLD, they have cost me around $1500 in local thieving business's.(later at Gin Gin, the sewing machine mecahnic cost me $1500 for a sewing machine - you know, I don't think he was even a mechanic, he was the shop girls husband, trying to steal money of people. Is this the standard everywhere in QLD, everyone just pretending to have an occupation? {later, the car mechaninc in Sarina - not a real mechanic., just a thief} Department of fair trading New South Wales was brilliant - over a 20yr. period, I have so many people trying to rip me off, especially in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I mean maybe it’s my long curly hair, but I’ve taken just over 100 cases to Department of fair trading New South Wales, and guess what, I’ve won every single one, there wasn’t one person that didn’t give me my money back after it was after ‘stolen’ from me in one way or another. 10. MY Container, Stolen from Colosseum farm by Female Local Dogs (with my plants in it) This was the container that was stolen on my rental farm, at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, QLD. It was in my shade house at the farm Lowmead Rd, and they took this container and filled it up with my plants that I had growing in the shade house (native tubestock plants) so, stole the plants and the container. Can you believe that? Such a fucking mongrels. I’m pretty sure I heard female voices at the time of the theft, at 1-3 am in the morning. Most people think it’s men who steal, but in my experience, it’s always women. I only knew very limited amount of people when I moved there, I’d only been there about three months at that point. So, I knew the landlord‘s wife Julie Ward, my jobs provider in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, (one had totally blonde hair, the other one looked like Catherine from Image Clothing) – (Image clothing that was shut down due to dodgy business practices), they were both very suspect in my opinion. But also, I had my plants on Facebook marketplace, selling them, and so it could’ve been anyone in the area who knew where I lived (I didn’t tell anyone where I lived OFCOURSE) but in small communities people find out these types of things, so they could’ve seen the plants on Facebook and thought, “I know where she lives, let’s go and steal them.” I mean this is how bimbo women think, they’re so fucking stupid I can’t believe it. They have no thought at all, that they are going to actually have to pay for it, on a spiritual level, that knowledge doesn’t even enter into their stupid little heads - and believe me, they will have to pay for it. Stupid. You can’t actually see the writing on the container, but it says Gunnedah Recycling, it’s a really old crate from 30 years ago, no longer used, from when dad lived at 18 Henry Street Gunnedah (now sold to strangers). You can still see the 18 on it, so that 18 and “Gunnedah recycling” will still be written on it, and someone in this area in Queensland, now has this container. So, folks go on, go out there hunt them down, go droning. And severely fine them. Mongrel thieves. 11. FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD I had 2 of these tools . They stole one, and left the other – perhaps they thought, the 2nd was ‘spare’ – especially for them? Such arrogance. I did extensive flyscreen work, on this rental, all their windows and doors had been broken and vandalized. The landlord told me his son did it, and that’s why he kicked him out, and I was now living there. (His other son commited suicide, and was possibly still lurking around the farm). It was part of our rent agreement, that I would fix and replace the windows and doors, which I did. And I can see why he needed me in there to do it, as it required a lot of good communicating with the door manufacturer up in Gladstone – something in retrospect, that landlord did not possess. So someone, as in some DOG, has seen me using it, and thought ‘oh, how easy, I could fix all my windows too’. And so have without any thought of wrong doing, simply helped themself to my 2nd one. Thieves. 12. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Someone collected about 20 of these, and placed them at the base of the steps at my house at Colosseum, in the hopes that I would walk on them with my bare feet. At a couple of my last addresses in Gunnedah, catheads were prolific. Catheads were a major weed, particularly at the Tulcumbah house. (Cell grazing – so much better way of raising cattle) infact you wouldn’t believe how big the catheads got at that place, honestly, they were size of a $.20-$.50 coin easy, lethal. So, anyway when I saw them at the base of my steps. I knew somebody had placed them there, because those Catheads don’t grow at that farm at all, there are no catheads there - it’s not a weed in that area. And because things like this have happened in my past, but I just thought that they were, you know, catheads growing as a weed, that I have accidentally trod on. It wasn’t until I saw this pile of catheads at the base of my steps, when I realised someone (an unknown person, an unknown coward) is literally going and getting these painful items in the attempts that I will tread on them. I believe again this will be NEGS related, going back to church. Desperate retards. For Christ sakes, I haven’t met one man that hasn’t been into this kind of thing - so go and find a man and stop picking on women - this is the epitome of cowardly behaviour. BTW at my next address in Gin Gin, someone did exactly the same thing with African Thorn Bush African boxthorn - Lycium ferocissimum. They went and got a whole heap of those long lethal thorns, (they look just like big old rusty nails), and lined them all UPRIGHT all across the path - only lucky I always watch where I am going with my head down, but one went through my Hush Puppies, missing my big toe by ½ cm. They are like big giant nails. So, this is just another two examples of how my feet kept getting being attacked, and why I still can’t walk, and have not been able to walk properly for five years, since my arch collapsed, in 2017. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. I want to update this story I have talked about the same issue except done in a different way, in a very passive aggressive manner, in a kind of dance like manner; where one person can distract the other person and kind of waltz them around the room (and into an object), they are usually they're in the same room together, but not necessarily - so they'll be some people now going what the? what is she talking about - she's not making any sense, and for those people (so many of you on FB), I would just like to point out you are completely naive about what can go on in the human dynamic situation. Because, I have since learned that this phenomena is actually a thing in life now, it's called ‘coercive control’. It's what sometimes happens in domestic abuse situations, one scenario of it involves one spouse getting the other to say or speak in a manner that they wouldn't normally, in affect one person is using the other person like a puppet (the old man at Sarina unit complex used to do it – no wonder he is not married, arshole). And it can come about because one person is asleep at the wheel and letting herself (or himself) be manipulated, but it can also come about because one person has extreme trust for the other, so they don't think they will do anything ‘bad’ , and so they put themselves purposefully in their spouses hands. I'm not a person who is so easily manipulated especially around other people because I'm on guard, but those dogs found a time when I am not on guard, and that is when I'm on my own. I'm way more relaxed, and thus was open for manipulation. So, I believe I was ‘walked’ on to my lethally sharp carding pick at Kookaburra Park, it was near the window. It also happened before at Rangari when I was standing next to a big window, I trod on a knitting needle, it was like an arrow that went into my foot. I just know evil forces were at play then. There's a few other instances like the metal bathtub at kookaburra Park; it had a whole with sharp metal scrapings, and I cut my finger, I didn't feel like it was an accident, I felt it was done deliberate by someone who knew that that bathtub had that metal issue there. So that would either be Cate or Win or the neighbours? And see with Cate and Win, it would have been a competition to show off, as to who could be the most manipulative, and the most coercive. I find a lot of couples are like that, they enter into this stupid competition; if one person is a bitch, the other person will try and bitch match them. Another indication of the stupidity of humans. So, when I first wrote about it this, story involving African Thorn bush, I didn't know about coercive control, and I just said it was domestic abuse taken to a whole new level, but at the time, the pain stopped. I suddenly didn't have any more ‘accidents’ So I definitely hit the nail on the head with that story. I don't know how it stopped, whether someone knew who was doing it and spoke to them? or whether the person doing it thought that they were sneaky and getting away with it - thinking that I didn't know what they were doing, and once they knew that I was onto them, it wasn't any fun for them anymore? I don't know. But I believe it hasn't happened in quite some time whereas before, since about 2015, no actually, I think it goes back further to JJJ, when I used to listen to the radio in 1995? And especially when I was moving around after I left Rangari. It happened a lot. it's like the person doing it was literally following me from address to address? And whoever this person is - they belong in jail. I did mention on my blog when I was living at Colosseum, I had a visit by three people on the last day that I was there, I took a photo of them, I had my bodycamera on, and a little birdie late told me that one of them was a boy that went to my school at Limbri, so maybe it's this little retard delinquent who is following me around? I don't know, but I tell you, getting a photograph of everybody who crosses your path is essential for living a normal healthy life. Anyway, so I believe because of the “competition” factor, (because some little idiot must not have been able to use coercive control on me), they then went and got the thorns and the cat heads and deliberately put them somewhere where I would have no choice but to tread. So, while I say the ‘accidents’ have mostly stopped, the dogs may know how to manipulate my back (?) as I do have a back problem, it involves fascia. I just know this would be a thing for women who work in the health sector, sadistic ones, to try and manipulate somebody's fascia, to cause problems. I believe actually that's what they have been doing in 2024/2025, and intern there are people who see what they do, and then try to stop them: it's like the whole thing has got nothing to do with me, I just have to bear the pain. Again, writing about it seems to resolve the situation. So, I'd like to point out that these people are doing this to me, are complete strangers, I do not know them. They are not in my life. We do not talk ever; let alone would they know me well enough to harbour a personal grudge that would evoke a personal attack like this. Did I kill your pet? Did I steal your partner? Did I burglarize your house? GET A GRIP OF REALITY (I can’t believe how stupid the police are either). How fucked in the head Australians are? Major dysfunctional problems. Get out of my life you useless worthless bimbo raised retard. 13. Ornamental Pink Melaleucas, plus my Recycling Tub STOLEN from my Shade House near Miriam Vale April 2019 And, yeah, I've got nothing else better to do this morning than post this. So, this is what the local backwards cunt little girls in this rural area of Miriam Vale / Colosseum, Queensland, Australia do: came to my house at night at least 2 of them, (after I had listed I had some Melaleucas for sale on Facebook market place), and they stole my large 100L plastic plant container, and get this; to use it, to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE disrespect by retarded nonthinkers who have been raised by stupid mother bimbos in dysfunctional family units. HOPELESS mothers, hopeless families in Australia. I am so sick of others peoples dysfunction. Get a FUCKING BRAIN. Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Some years later, had a neighbour at Sarina who I recognised from Miriam Vale, I saw her under ones of those big trees at Miriam Vale, short, black curly hair, maybe abo. At Sarina she did cleaner work 7days on 7days off. And at that time I had my figure 8 clasp returned to the middle of the floor in that unit one night. So I am thinking it was her?? Has a partner who does not work. Btw, the plastic box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, an old one that is no longer used by them. It has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address – 18 Henry st). It will be easy to spot in someones backyard, and -I’ve joined the Facebook local drone club, so someone’s gonna spot it, and the thief is gonna cop it. I recalled more info about this when looking through my photos of shade house: after I first posted a Wisteria plant on Facebook market place (I have a business Farm Plants and Seeds), with a photo of the tub next to the wisteria, and other plants, then it was stolen AND someone at MIRIAM VALE pm, me about it – about the tub specifically, - unfortunately the message was deleted from my Messenger, otherwise, I would name and shame them, it was probably them, I recall it was an older female. STUPID CUNT LITTLE GIRL. BTW the tubes of ornamental Melaleucas that were STOLEN - are rare in area, so if you see them in someone’s garden, you will know it was them. I have joined a local drone group - WATCH OUT. Also, by the way, when I had to redo my whole blog (due to Wix antics), as I was writing this one; some scraggy women, kind of came up to me outside my unit at Sarina, and went “thankyou”, but in a really trashy like way! She seemed to do it for no particular reason, so I’m going to take it as a ‘sign attempt’, telling me that someone really trashy stole my plants. Lol Actually, I find this happens a lot, woman coming up to me or near me and stating “thankyou” or “sorry”, and then wondering off straightaway, so I am left wondering who the hell was that and why was she thanking me, or apologising in such a weird coy manner? 14. Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police. Actually, I will put the full story here, because there’s quite a few things that I noticed about this that didn’t make any sense, and there seemed to be quite a lot of people involved, not just some stupid little girl from Facebook as what it looks like on first glance. (The police are so easily tricked). I sold my old iPod which was not working for me, or iTunes was misbehaving so it would not work for me. Sold for a really cheap price, - so it did work, but I could not use it in conjunction with iTunes, thus rendering it pointless for me personally. But someone on facebook wanted it. It was someone with a fb photo of a family with baby – a very sweet photo. Unfortunately, I didn’t do (forgot) a factory reset, and this buyer managed to obtain my credit card details via this iPod, somehow - not entirely sure how, as I did not use this iPod for purchases or interment (?) When I sold it to her, she said her mother would be home, she gave me an address at Agnes Water, BUT later I saw that address was not a residential house, it was a backpackers /holiday house. And on the day, an old lady took the iPod from me (but, it would have been her who posted the fake photo of herself); and at the time there was this younger woman riding past me on a bike, waving to me quite vigorously (it was weird, I did not know her) she had two kids riding behind her; but I’m pretty sure I later recognised that woman who was waving vigorously at me, from a number of times when anything with stolen at certain shops, and that lady who is probably in her early 40s / late 30s, quite pretty, slim, well dressed- and if I told anyone she was a thief, no one would believe me. So, I don’t know what she had to do with it, but she had something to do with it. Plus, I later saw her on a Netflix tv show, it was an Australian vet show – it would not surprise me in the least if Australian dog actresses are trying to steal from me. So the girl on facebook said her name was Monique Jade Bahgallah, I suspect that’s not a real name, but some old lady posing as a young girl on Facebook who wanted my iPod (how she knew I would not do a factory reset is another question – she is probably DOG). Anyway, so she got my details she booked a flight online for $750 - so that amount was missing off my credit card. I contacted the bank and the bank said that they made a mistake and refunded me the full amount. But they wouldn’t give me any more details about it, as I suspect they know exactly who the person is who took that money, they know their name. And the business (Flight Centre) who took the payment, they absolutely refused to cooperate too, because they would most definitely have a name, and passport, and they refused to give me the name, and they refused to give the police the name either – when I asked them why, the girl said because they want to protect their customers (they are disgraceful moral-less company). So theft is going on, and they are allowed to get away with it - basically the people who can do something about it just don’t. I’m not sure whether they don’t want to ‘rock the boat’? or if they want to protect the stupid bitch who stole from me, as she may have been under age – but I know that is simply not true. Maybe the old lady thief has a lot of friends who protect her for some strange reason, (maybe she puts out!)? I am not sure of their reasons - but they can do something about it, and they just don’t. Silver platter - Monique Jade Balgowlah from Agnes Water forum go get. 15. Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Suspicious 2 men and 1 blonde woman who came round at Colosseum possible thieves, and or Julies dogs? Pavlovs Dogs? – she who is the sweetest, gets the dogs! These maybe the guys here on Monday who stole my floss? They said they were my landlords son, but they were dodgy as, turn up a day before I left. There was a girl too, but can’t see her on screen in my security camera. Sly. These could’ve been the people who drive around that country road whenever I ventured anywhere, like it was a very quiet rural location, yet when I would leave the property and shut the gate, suddenly there were five cars that would drive past. And of course, I would have things taken, so it is no doubt that those hoons hang around out there, and would come onto my place after I’d left and steal things (locked gate) and you know, they would nosy around - people (idiots) who don’t mind their own business. Also, those 3, kind of implied, well accused me, of stealing the landlords timber slabs. AS IF. And, later I was advised (possibly by the police), that the little one in the photo, is one of the dogs that follows me around everywhere I go, and works for women who steal from me. He possibly went to Limbri public school, same as me when I was 5/6yrs old. Completely nuts. I did have landlord problems at this house, aside from theft, one of the most disturbing incident I saw, was either the landlord or the farmhand (maybe the landlords wife, who knows) got an old truck, and was driving around just outside the yard, and he/she was going down the hill, and back up around onto the driveway outside my house, on the farm, and he/she did this all day, no kidding, all day, there was no point, no stock herding or anything, just mindless driving in circles - I wish I took a video and put it on YouTube to show you what kind of nutters I have to deal with as a tenant. I don’t have any rights to march out there and tell them to fuck off. I just can’t do it as a tenant, unless be prepared to be booted out. When that’s the only thing that needed to be said in that situation. FUCK OFF. 16. Ubobo Cat This is a review in my “Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps”, but I had to a whole new photo story for it, a it really shows the true nature of most women. This petrol station/corner store, has a big HUGE chocolate brown cat who lives there, it sprawls out in the car park, where everyone drives up to get petrol! So, all the customers have to dodge it. The girl that works here skims the cream of each bottle they sell, for the cat!! Unbelievable. The owner is a genuine good guy, helps customers and his friendly to all, (just naive about women, having said that, I find most women are totally clueless about the true nature of men…and its only women who had no brothers growing up, are the ones that get married!!). That cat would simply lay out in the middle of the drive way parking area, not only was he big with a big fluffy tail, but he was brown - most unusual. I’ve never seen a brown cat before or since. BTW, she was not even careful with the cream jar, like if it had a drip down the side, she just put the lid back on and then turn it round the other way on the shelf, so customers couldn’t see it! Same as the previous page, I will now put here a little collage showing stolen items, that have not already been mentioned. I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Go to 'Items Stolen From me at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD'

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. 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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