Monday, March 26, 2018

Just not cricket and other tv news

What a weekend for news!

Cricket. Gun laws and of course in other tv news, Bachelor in Paradise. Yes, I hear your collective groan. 

I have been lost for good reality tv viewing since I'm a Celeb finished and lets face it, MAFS did not float my boat at all. If the previews for Bachelor have anything do go by, rivers will be cried and hearts broken. I am wondering if Kleenex have missed a good advertising opportunity here. 

The bar was open and shirts were off, revealing buffed, bare chests in the first ten minutes. There's plenty to see for the male viewers as well with bum cheeks and boobs spilling out everywhere.

Fair to say, and I am not prepared for the backlash, I will be tuning in for the next instalment. Totally sucked in for the drama to follow.


I am loving what has happened in Washington DC over the weekend.It was amazing to see such a unified push to challenge the American gun control laws.

Barrack Obama took to Twitter to relay the same feelings. I replied immediately, with it being a shame he couldn't change laws when he had the chance and these people wouldn't need to march to demand change.

Brett and I were joking about going into BigW and buying a gun licence, like buying phone credit at the checkout. Gun licence, a bottle of Jack's and a hand gun for a 21st birthday. We can joke about it in Australia, but sadly in America, it's not a joke. It happens.

When I first heard the news about the admission of ball tampering by the Australian cricket team, I was disgusted. I was disappointed and mortified that they had knowingly cheated, and that the captain had allowed it to happen.

This reminded me of what happened at the Essendon Football Club in the AFL, with Lance Armstrong in cycling. 

For me it is far more serious, because they are reperesenting us as a country. To play fairly. There are so many young players who look up to the test team, and I don't want them thinking this is the way to play the game.

I fell in love with cricket when I was a young teen, maybe it was at an impressionable age, and you know, good looking cricket players. But I have great memories staying up late on summer nights watching day/nighters with my brothers and sisters. The players were heroes, good men, or so I imagined. Not too disimilar to how young cricket fans adored Don Bradman and fell in love with cricket years ago.

This issue has been a hot topic in our household, we both agree that the captain had to be stood down, as he has. It is dispicable that he could have let this happen. It makes me wonder how many other players on the team that day had intended to cheat, and how many of them knew about it. Sad day for Australian cricket. It's a story I'll be keeping an eye on in the coming week. 

Monday, March 19, 2018


 I know, I know! I was AWOL last week for Open Slather. 

We spent the long weekend at Pelican Point, at the holiday house. Friends came to stay for a couple of nights with their kids. It was fantastic. 

I had no credit on my phone and didn't take my computer, and had nothing prepared or scheduled in advance. Sorry if you turned up here wanting to link up.

A totally different weekend to the one just gone, with the voting and spending four hours yesterday perched at IGA behind a card table flogging raffle tickets for the gymnastic club easter raffle! It's the first time Ive ever done that, and the interraction with the public, even the people watching was so good. I enjoyed every minute. Not to mention the extra funds I raised for the club. 

Life is full right now, and when it not full, it is preparing for the fullness,  or dealing with its aftermath.

It's all good.

Monday, March 5, 2018

Fish O Marsh

My nephew turns 21 today. I always remember the date because of a speech impedement he had as a small child. He told everyone who asked, even those who didn't, his birthday was on the "fish o marsh". In grown up language, that's the fifth of March.

Over the weekend some of his friends and family jumped on a bus at 10 am and cruised the country side, dropping into pubs around the region. I was an awesome day.

When I turned twenty one, I was mother to an almost one year old. I sat in the pub with a couple of my friends with a condom necklace round my neck! Mostly quiet affair. God, I'd love to talk to that girl. I'd love to grab her round the neck and give her a good shake!

We spent 8 hrs either sitting on a bus(and drinking) or drinking in pubs. I faired pretty well I think. Gotta love low alcahol beer. I am not a beer drinker, but on these occasions it's my best friend. Like when I spent 9 hours at the Red Hot Summmer Tour concert. Squeezing in some water is also key!

We had lunch at the Nelson pub. It was awesome and probably the best stop off. We had to leave before most of our songs came on the dukebox though. Devo, laugh out loud. We stopped off at four pubs all together.

We arrived back at my sisters house at 6pm, and the party continued, with speeches and cake. 

Looking fairly put together after a big day!

The girls spent the day with Nanna, and joined us when we got back. 

This is the crazy bugger who was almost one, when I was 21. There was many a shoey during the day, even a thongy. Who knew it was a thing.

The birthday boy on the left

Only this would happen in a small country town, out the front of the pub. 

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