Battle line

Back to the battle lines

Well here I am once again back at the battle lines of the queue at the local dole office where the fight of trying to get work around the place of the out shirts of Brisbane, where so many people are out of work and in the same boat as I am where as work is getting harder and harder. Having the depression and been anxious with the last job I was getting to a point of harming myself or someone else and then I would have been so worried for that person and would of lost the plot for myself, then there would have been sue and kate to consider and I could asure you now I would of wound up in hospital.

This place of work were I was employed had a explosion or inserinaration point of 8 to 10 kilometers and that did have me starting to worry about that from time to time and it started to get to me for no apparent reason. So now I have join the battle line of the local queue so life will get a tad hard to do things where as before it was able to do some things with the family. Now that I have (as they say a bit of spare time) I do have the urged to go out and whip myself out with a bit hicahole or alcohol but as for the drugs the doc has me on, it would not be advisable to do so, so that is out of the question but when all better I think I will indulge or partake in these beverages of the human drink.

part 2

Well here is part 2 to our little adventure down to waggie, where I left off was the room booking and the debt card and then for the car rental, we gave them a ring and to see if we could pick the car up, which was booked over the webb so here we go again. Told them the problem about the credit card and you guessed it, they told me over the phone that we need that card to get a imprint of the card for any damage that has been done to the car (if they any). Not to mention they want $200 down payment because there was no card,(mongrels).

Just a little reminder that if or when you or anyone else you know that is going to waggie and to hire a car from the big A (wont mention any car rentals) just make sure they have filled out the condition report first before you take it out of the car park, if no condition report of the car just take a few picks of the car in the car yard so they haven’t anything to come back at you with.

To cut a long story short, we did end up with the car in the end and that was a huge relief for all because we didn’t want to wear our any pairs shoes walking around and that wouldn’t help dd out at all and that would of buggered the whole weekend up for all. Not to mention dd’s walking stick would been hospitalized and put on a ventilator or the doctors would of used the paddles to kick start it again yelling out CLEAR or a chain saw laughing out loud, or they would have been sing the song ”rip rip wood chip turn it into paper”.

At the end of the weekend dd and wonder kid and myself had a great time seeing our sergeant son march out and spending time with him not mention for myself that I am very very proud of sergeant son for his achievements and for living his dream of been in the armed forces, it makes one feels proud to be a ozzie. Well you know the rest from dd’s blogs of the weekend that had been.

The weekend that was

What a weekend it has been for the three of us down and

back from wagga wagga, it was the coldest day to for

been a Friday getting up at the crack of dawn to get all

things read to be packed away. It started out great day on

Thursday to be going to the air port, well we did get the

car parking a bit screwed up in the beginning going to the

wrong area first but that was the start of things.

All flights were great until we got to the last flight

where we were about an hour late on getting the flight,the

flight was late by an hour and we where not happy

flighers about this time of night but we did have a good

laugh at this stage, where these 2 pilots came down and

asked the attends where the flight for rex was and was

this the place. Hence the guys just told them to go up

stairs and ask; well they had a giggle too.

It was an eye opener for me at wagga, where I have

flown all over oz to go and do different work were they

had baggage caracals for people to pick their bagged up,

but at waggie they just turn up with the little trollie and

you pick it off the trailer(talk about funny). Well got to

the hotel to book in then they ask for a credit card (we

already booked and paid for over the net), and we told

them that we had left it behind.

Well I nearly lost it when they said they can not let

us in the room because we didn’t have our card with us

(talk about a kick in the guts), but all went well when DD

said would a debt card be ok and it did come to the

rescue

Here we go 2 more sleeps

Well here we are only 2 sleeps to go until we are off flying high for the first time as a family, so we have a bit of a dilemma about who is sitting next to the window and we have come to the conclusion that the blond one has taken it as she will now sit there ,the look on her face will be just great as she witness the take off let her eye balls will be out of her head.

Then the middle seat will be taken up by the wife I always wanted so she can get the blond one’s expression on the camera not to mention her back will be a tad sore when we land, but all is not lost she will have taken her chill pills before take off hopefully an hour before we go.

So I will take up the isle seat, what I can do is have a rest or a sleep or maybe just annoy the shit out of them both well they can not go anywhere hey except out the escape door and I think they wont ………

A proud parent

Ah today has been a interesting day, daughter has some new wardrobe items they might be a tad big for her, well of course she is growing like a young duckling and we both know she is going to grow into a beautiful swan dazzling men when they see her. She will have a quick and sharp humor to her and seem to be a dizzy at the same time; well that is what she will let them think anyway.

Then tonight the oldest rang from wagga wagga and he sounds just delighted that we are coming down for his march out as we have been gearing up for this weekend for some time, the men in green I will call him from now on he has done some amazing things in the last few months of his life and I will take my hat off to him for how far he has come and matured. Here is a turn up for the books for you, come Saturday night he wants me to buy some nice cigars for us to enjoy together and over a very nice wine or something to that nature. He is looking forward to seeing his little sister and they wont be able to break for about 5 minutes or so then the mum, ah the mum will have a little tear in her eye for him and then the embracing for those 2 will be a codac moment I will give you the drum.

As for me I will be a proud parent of this fine young gentlemen he has turned out to be (it is a pity that I hadn’t met their mother years ago) but hey that is life, I am still proud of him for what he has done and achieved in the 5 years that I have known him. He will go place in the army and he will grow in his mental attitude and self esteem, like I had said before I will take my hat off to him

For the trip down south

Well here we are on a fine sunny Saturday morning,

having pancakes for breakfast and having a good cuppa

and going out later to get the youngin some warm cloths

for the trip down south, sounds like we are in Yankee

land going to visit the relatives, to which we are all

looking forward to watch our son for his march out of the

army, there he will be in his pretty green uniform and

plastic gun, have to laugh at the tuppa wear gun. But, hey

each to his own I say lol.

Well first things first the daughters cloths, off we

go marching down the shops isles and in to the stores

where we will have to let her chose her cloths and the

wife I always wanted will be in toe just to make sure they

will fit her and not coast us the earth (thank god). Hey,

the youngin is growing at a rapped rate of knots and

every time we buy her shoes, cloths, or what ever they

only last about at least 3 months or so and have to go and

get more cloths, shoes or whatever. So to all the men out

there that are complaining about this life’s travels of

having Billy lids, at the end of the day I wouldn’t have it

any other way

To my darling wife

Well here is my little trilogy to my wife or for what I call her …… the wife I always wanted ….where do I start this, well I suppose at the beginning I suppose, we meet on the internet site some 5 years ago on a dating site we where both at a stage in our lives that we were both lonely and looking for partner to share life’s little treasure and company. I was nearly about to give up looking and I went back through the profiles and I seen her profile and so I had a look at who she was, well I decided to send her a message (I thought she wouldn’t answer it) but to my surprise she did.

Well I thought to myself struth someone answered my message and what she said I will always treasure and have giggle at it, when I found out where she lived and asked her for her email address we started to talk, you could say nearly every night after that and we found out what we both like and didn’t like. So when we did meet ( I traveled down to her place which wasn’t far) it was like coming home from a very, very long trip, one might say we hit it off right away and to talk for hours just like on the net.

The way she held herself and how she dress, she wasn’t out to make a impression, I looked at her and I was taken by her happy face, her nature and her down to earth smile she had on her face. So to cut a long story short, we did get together and I spent all of my weekends down at her place and I did get to met the two men who where in her life and I must say they where very polite and their manners where exceptional, as we got to know each other more, she did tell me how she looked after the men in her life and if the loyalty and trust was broken so was the relationship, and I did appreciate that comment from her. Now this where I do or might get a bit emotional here, “ the wife I always wanted” she is a wonderful women, caring, loyal, trust worthily, a sense of humor, quick witted, and above all a wonderful glorious wife a man could ever want and now I found her and I will never let her go or hurt her in anyway, so to you dd you have my loyalty and my unconditional love where there is a sun in the sky to shine on you

She is so proud

In this day and age where most children grow up there isn’t much of manners or respect towards our fellow generation, elders or let alone our minors, but to that I have to say this, in the last 5 years I have come to witness something remarkable with a small but tight nit family to which I am very proud off being a part of it.

You take this for instance, last night was a certain birthday boys 18 nothing fancy nothing over the top at all but he wanted to cook for us for what ever reason(to which it gave “the wife I always wanted’ and it gave her a night off from cooking dinner). Now let me explain this for you, this young man who loves to cook and make a mess at the same time, first off we took him to the shop to buy the food he wanted to prepare for us, he even paid for the food.

Now as for his mum (for I am very proud to be her husband ) all she could do is watch her little boy dancing around the super market place, and I watched her look at him and she was so proud of him and the look on her face is something I will not try to explain unless you are a mother and then one will understand the look that only mothers get from seeing their young boys turn into young men. Now as for the manners and loyalty that her 2 boys have for their mother is absolutory second to none at all, they have seen their mother go through tuff times and some great times, before I came into the picture and I was very astonished to witness all of this and it made me proud of them.

Foot and mouth disease

Well I started off by say about this article which I had read about three different ministers at a jail in America, well I got to the Moslem saying what he said and then out of the blue this truck driver piped up and said he was a Moslem, well didn’t I feel like a right goose. He didn’t go off his nut at all(which surprised me) as they have done (as in other people I have talked to in my travel), he just stood there and told me about the different Moslems that are out there and how they carry on with jihads. To my surprise it was an eye opener for me, so as I say live and let live

Well to day was what you would call a tad interesting to say the least, as usual trucking coming in and out of work dropping off and the odd pick up, well today was nothing spectacular just the same old same old boring thing. Until this truck came in to do a drop off and we got chatting about life in general, then in the conversation religion show it’s ugly head of which it does in all convo’s.

Foot and mouth disease

The joys of work

Well just today before I left work I was told about a new job I have to do as well as other things I have the unfortunate chores I have to do. But hey as they see I can do so many things while they just sit back and take the credit for, talk about a tad pissed off about hey all good. It isn’t a biggy though but it is just a pain in the rear end to get more work than I can handle sometimes, they must think me a super worker and I wonder y I come home sooooo bloody knacked. These office johnnies of the work places who wouldn’t know a good r@@t if hit them in the face at times, but me have broad shoulders me can handle it in my stride of the bullshit that I have to step over

families can't live with them .....thank god

Well, it has come to my attention that when family come over for a visit to say happy Easter, say their hello’s and greet they then to proceeds not to ask how certain members of the family are. This to me is the lowest people can be let alone selfish they can be, but hey she could be dying from a infection, heart disease, brain tumor or what ever comes to mind but hey it is all good in their eyes. These so called family members are to bissy going out and spending $$$ and then complain on how broke they are, so they have double standings for themselves and everyone else

moonlite night

It was a hot and humid night with the full moon just

starting to over the hills and the brightness was electric

where you could see anything around you, your body

could feel the heat that was in the air and sweat was

starting to bead and run down your back .The house

where he was living was out of town and people could

walk to his place at any given time they wanted to say

hello or whatever, on this particular night he went down

to the small creek that ran down the back of his place

where he took his time and care on cleaning the area.

So he went down to the creek to see if it was cold

or just the right temperature to take a swim, he put his

foot in to get the feel of the water and in his own mind it

was going to be refreshing to go swimming. Little to his

knowledge there was a friend of his turning up and she

knocked on his door to see if he was home, she knocked

and no answer that came out of the house she thought he

might be out at someone’s house to escape the heat of the

night. She was about to go when she heard a splash down

the back of the house, she went to the back of the house

and she could see him swimming so she thought to

herself hide in the shadows of the trees where you cant

been seen. He came out of the water and the moon light

glisten on his body, his body wet, cool, and refreshed

from a short swim, she sneezed and gave her hiding place

up and he asked if she want to go swimming.

As she approached him she could see the

fairly built body he had it she started to get feelings in

her own body which aroused her, she walked down

closer to the swimming hole where he was standing water

dripping off of him, her heart was starting to race with

emotion, thoughts. They both went into the water

together, they talked, they laughed, giggled, thoughts ran

through her mind and her body was starting to quiver

with excitement. They splashed water at each other,

hands from both of them where getting closer and closer,

she disappeared for a few seconds which she swam

under the water and came up at the back of him, she

surfaced without making a noise or a ripple across the

water surface. She moved closer to him and reached out

her arm just to touch his back, with that it startled him he

had a bit of a fright and spun around and there she was,

the moon light caught her face, her eyes glistening with

the light of the moon shinning down, her hands slowly

slid over his body to feel him. She felt his muscled body,

her finger tips slid softly over his chest and through his

chest hair; this in turn started to get the arousal going, his

blood flowing fast over his body.

They came closer together their lips met, tongues

dancing around in each others mouth, his hands and

fingers danced through her hair and down her back

stopping at the top of her lower back, where he put his

arms around her waist. He pulled her softly closer to his

heated body both aroused bodies meet with passion and

excitement, he softly kissed her neck she arched her back

enticing him to kiss her on other parts, her arms around

his neck hanging onto him like she was about to fall from

a great height, her nails digging in to his back with

passion and excitement.

He entered her body she gasped for air like it was

her last breathe she was ever going to take he kissed her

once again on her neck goose bumps filled her body

blood swelled parts of her, he to was feeling blood swell

within him, she kissed him, she bit him softly on his neck

which aroused his passion to go deeper into her. They

embraced each other both softly groaning with pleasure,

excitement, they both wanted each other for just one

night all feelings they had for each other where there for

the taking, the opportunity was theirs for that one hour of

the night. Both still embracing, holding on tight not

letting go, she moaned from the pleasure which she

hasn’t felt for some time and he to was much of the same

mind wanting more, the moment was building to that

poetic time for both to loose control, feelings thoughts

the time would stand still for that eternal pleasure both

where seeking from one another.

It was now the time where both held each other

tighter than before both bodies moving in sink with each

other like water reeds swaying in the clear current of

water flowing down a stream, she breathed a huge gasped

of air which filled her lungs which she new the climax

had built to a level that they had never experienced

before this time, her moans where loud and pleasurable

he knew he had satisfied her quivering, shaking body

which he held in his arms for that one hour.

She kissed his neck and bit it lightly and softly

which in turn sent passion flowing from his body and

into hers, they held each other in theirs arms savoring the

feelings that both had released which had been stored up

within each other mine and body for a long time. The

moment had been and gone the heavy breathing, the

moaning, gasps of air they both inhaled where now

slowing down, they kissed each other and with no regrets

where felt between each other for they new it would

happen one day for they never knew it would of happen

on a moonlight night.

The Ride of Your Life.

Well people have asked me over the years what it is like to be on the back of a bull, what drives someone to get on the back of one of these body destroying, bone mincing animals. Well this description will be as close as you will possibly get to being on their back, the rush of adrenalin going through your veins so fast you get a bit light headed, the knots that are in your stomach, butterflies what ever you want to call it .

So here is your lesson on bull riding, you go to the back of the shutes (where you get on the bulls) you don’t take any notice of what is going on around you, you start getting your gear ready (bull rope) the rope comes out first, then you wrap your rope around a rail so you don’t get any dirt that will fowl up your rosin (it helps your hand to stay in the hand piece on the rope). You look around and you start to see ropes getting tied up on the rails, you start roughing up your rope with a wire brush so the rosin sticks to the rope and your hand hold as well.

Then the bells start to be belted onto the ropes and all you hear is bells ringing then the nerves start to get restless and you take a deep breath just to try to settle them down but they just keep building in the bottom of your stomach. You reach into your bag and grab your chaps (you wear them over your jeans, they are for show more than anything else), you hang them over the rail next to your rope so you have all of the necessary gear you need .

All the riders around look at each and nod theirs heads at each other just to say gidday and recognition to one another, you go down and have a look at the bull you have drawn in which you are to ride (well try to ride), you look around and you spot the 800 to 900kgs of mean, bone breaking, teeth shattering, muscle tearing animal. Both lock eyes even on a hot day, a shiver runs down your spine and the goose bumps rise under your long sleeve shirt. Other riders walk down to where you are and they ask which one did you draw and you point him out and in the same time they point out which one they have drawn to ride. Then we all walk back to where all of our gear is hanging. At the back of the shutes you hear the announcer telling all bull riders to get they gear ready because we are next to ride, so all bull riders start to do stretches to limber up all leg muscles, ligaments need to be stretched as well, you bend over to warm up the back and stretch all back mussels too. The adrenaline starts rushing through your veins, you take very deep breaths just to keep it in check (doesn’t help at all but it feels good though).

Everyone reaches up to get their chaps from the rail from where they are hanging, your fingers and hands start to shake doing up the buckle on the front of the chaps, and you reach around to the back of your legs to buckle up the small straps that go around your legs. Once they are buckled up you check your rope just once more to see if you have enough rosin on the rope, you hear the back yard workers yelling, whistling, whips cracking, gates being kicked, hooves thumping on the ground. You look up and you see back yard workers walk pass you to get to the slide gates to open them up and then you lock eyes on the bulls forcing each other up the race, slide gates are closed, bulls in each shutes, all of a sudden you can't hear a thing, your concentration kicks in and all you do is think of how you are going to ride the bull you have drawn up and he is in the next fill of bulls. (Group of bulls ready to buck out.)

Your bull is standing ready to get moved up, you go over to the rails your foot hits the rails he snorts and he swings his head back to try and horn your leg but he can’t get to you. The rope slides down the side of his hide and the bell hits the rails and makes a ringing noise, it stirs him up, another bull ride comes over to help you out to get your rope on him .The rope is around him just behind his shoulder, the rope is secured, you hop down from him just to make him settle down then you walk away and just concentrate on how you are going to ride him (or cover him when he jumps out of the shut). They run him up the shutes and now they call your name out and you call back now it is your turn to buck out.

Butterflies race around your stomach faster then they were before you set eyes on him, butterflies get intense as you near the shute as you grab the hand rail of the shute, your stomach cramps and feel like you are about to vomit. Your near the top of the shute and you straddle the bull below you, the nerves, butterflies just vanish as other riders climb up to help you to tie down, your hanging onto the top rails of the shut to slowly slid your legs either side of him just let him know that you are about to sit on his back. He starts to kick the slid gate, head butts the shute, the bulls whole body starts to quiver he knows what is going on, he is jamming your legs on the side of the shute, he is restless, he starts to buck a bit someone grabs your belt so you don’t go down front of him in the shut (bad place to end up and I have seen that done …scary place to be). Your rope is in your hand so you slid it back and forth on the bulls back so it doesn’t get caught or twisted, you can feel the hot breath from the bull you’re sweating from concentration, other rides grab the tail of the rope so it is tight and you heat up the rosin you applied before. You reach down to warm up the hand hold on your rope, back and forth you heat up the hand hold now it is time to put your hand in the hold, you say time to pull the tail tight, you pull back on the rope to find out if it is tight.

You grab the hide of the bull so it wont get caught or pinched, you say tighter for the rope to be tightened, you pull your hand back and it hardly moves so you grab the tail of your rope to pull it over the rope. You grab with your fingers the tail and you hang on to it. Now it is time to wrap it around the back of your hand and to the front back to your palm, then the twist in the tail of your rope in your hand. Your grip feels tight and good, it is time to move up on your rope (where it basically set firmly in your groin), you move your legs so they are just behind the rope which is around his hairy hide, your toes are facing east and west spurs have a good grip all feels great ready to buck out of the shute.

Butterflies have gone, the knot in your gut has gone, you nod your head for the shute gate to open you hear the click of the latch cracks, the gate opens (now for the fun). He explodes out of the shute jumping high throwing back his head, his horns coming within about millimetres from your head. He lands on his front leg or both front legs depends if he is going into a spin which is a place where you don’t want to be, it is scary and a very dangerous place to be . The bull swells up and crushing your hand, he blows your feet out from where you put them in the shute, you grab again with your feet driving the spurs back in place trying to get back up on his back and your free hand keeping your balance.

You can feel the way he is going to go with the next buck so you shift your body for the buck then he changes in mid air (roughly about 7 to 8 feet in the air) if you have seen this bull buck before, you know he is going to drop his left shoulder and go into a spin which you know it could get very scary. Four things that could happen if you get in a spin, one is which you could get stood on, or get a horn in the ribs or hit in the head with his horns as well as been tossed out into the open, let alone been hung up (where your hand is still in the hand piece on the rope, but you are not on top of the bull anymore, then the clowns go to work to get you out).

Instead he drops his right shoulder and puts you off of balance so you use your free arm to swing back the other way to counter balance the way he is going. You watch your hand which you’re hanging on with so you can get balance and move your body as well, he goes back the other way throwing you off balance to get you down the side of him so he can use those horns which he knows are lethal to you.

You take a chance on staying down the side, he throws his head back to you so you can use your free arm to swing back on him, hopefully .When you are down the side of a bull bucking you can see right into his eyes, it is very scary feeling if you can remember it. It pays off and you swing back up not quite on your rope but you now the third buck and he is going to try and rattle you loose, you grip tighter with your spurs and your legs now you're sitting back off of your rope and you throw your free arm forward to get you back up on your rope.

Now he is in mid air and is whistling his whole body, head to one side, shoulders out the other side and his back legs kicking out the back. The power that can come out of those back legs you can feel the power going right through him, he comes back down to earth and tries to suck back (buck back under you, rodeo talk) to throw you over the front of him, you swing your free arm back over your head to get your balance back. All of your muscles are ripped from one end of your body to the other, bones joints are jerked around, pulled out of their sockets, your wrist feels like it is going to break of but it stays in its joint (when you think of it, it is the only joint that hardly gets broken). He can feel you getting off balance so he spins back to the left with his head and horns coming back at you so you lean back far enough so he can’t get to you.

He starts to go into a spin bucking into your hand (if you ride left hand, he spins to the left that is bucking or spinning into your hand and visa versa) you know you can start to spur him with your right leg to get more balance and more points for the ride. Your sitting up on top of him where you know it is feeling right in the middle of his back, on the 6^th buck he turns back and bucks out of the spin and goes high in the air and rolls his body one time to see if he can loosen you up enough to throw you off of his back.

He tries one more buck to get you off balance he goes high into the air and you are looking down your arm and all you can see is his back, his neck and his head, you’re back is flat on his back, your feet, your legs are strained from holding on but the adrenalin is still running through your entire body, it doesn’t let you feel the strain on all your joints, your mussels, just your whole body, and you have beaten him at his own trick and you have put up a very good ride and you start to look for the way off the bull and you loosen your grip and he bucks the rope out of your hand, it has come loose enough for you to pull your hand out of the rope. You know that the tail of the rope can wrap around your spur and drag you along with the bull while he is still bucking so you pay attention to that as well. (bad place to be, lots of things can go wrong when it or if does happen).

He throws you further and you land on your feet or face first into the dirt but you don’t care you race to the fence to get to safety while the clowns go in and take him away from you, you stand there and you face him and he is facing you and he knows he has been beaten and in a funny way he acknowledges you by shaking his head. You do the same thing in away by nodding your head back at him, those eight seconds it takes to ride that animal (it seems like 8 hours), with that much energy going through his veins it gets into your own veins, so the rush, the thrill, the electricity, the excitement that you get from it you could not explain in words. That is what it is like to be a bull rider. Through the eyes of a bull rider.

low flying duck

Well another day down and almost hump day yipeeeeeee , the last few day's have been a tad worrying about the militant midget, having to go through all of these things that are happening to her, which in truth is hard sometimes. I feel so useless not being able to help her with all of these things, but she says she is tough (just through up then )lol, well chef-to-be was there yesterday just to help her around so she wouldn't fall in a heap on the shopping floor, well while she is looking for her state of the art mobile which suppose to fry a low flying duck on full flight not to mention take it out with a heat seeking missile, love to see her hold that to her shoulder ......the missile will stay in one place and the militant midget flying backwards that would be a Kodak moment

joys of life

It'snt it funny how life goes in funny circles where we are up in a flash and then we are down in another second ,what would you do when you know that life is about to change for you befor your eyes when people who you think are behind you and then they are not .So where to from here you think do i continue on the path you are on or do you put yr head in the sand and let it pass you by and you know deep down it won't but it is ready to bite you in the back end (and you know dam well it is going to hurt),so do you run with it or hide .

You know it is going to be a bad day now the court day is here butterfly's are bouncing in your stomach just going back and forth and up and down while you are just trying to keep your breakfeast down ,then reality hits ,i have to drive to court what should i do to keep my mind off of thinking of what to say and what not to say, all you can think of i am going to throw up and just think of the smell in yr car then go into court what a smell let alone of the impression for the judge and not to mention what he would be feeling or how ill he would be feeling.Then it is yr turn to front him and you walk into the room where they make or break you ,so going to the room of justice (well so they say)as you go throw the door into the room of doom you notice the person who is taking you to court is right behind you and you say now is my chance to get a bit back or slam the door in it's face .Let face it presents itself and you know dam well it will hurt so you just let it go and you guessed it ,it hurt .....so as you go to your coloured cornes they ask are you guilty or not .....well you have to say not guilty don't you then it is there turn ......well both leave the court (not at the same time tho) well this went on for six months on and off at the end of it they withdrew they charge and the emotions that had been tired up in yr stomach for that long just been released .What a feeling it was off all that time and energy built up in your gut then the release of your shoulders as well

why us

As we have seen on the idiot box laterly and all of these election who's who and who's not ,we all have to do the surposed thing and go and vote for these people who have our best interest in hand ,who's hand are they talking about theirs or ours .I think it is for them alone ,they seem to looking after themselvs most of the time and what do we realy get out of it .......nothing at all ,they get a big fat pay rise and we are in the same boat the next day ,,,,,,so the question is .....why us