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So whats happened lately?
Rottnest, illness, soap tray and Big Brother.
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I’ve been on holiday! Yep I managed to escape the ‘big smoke’ that is Perth and the daily drone of work and went adventuring to Rottnest. For those of you with to much time on your hands have a look here (which is most of you) - http://www.rottnestisland.com/en/default.htm . For those that cant be bothered, Rottest is Perths THE get away destination. It’s an island 30 minutes away on the ferry, is only about 3 miles wide and is packed full of beautiful beaches, scenic hill tops views, lighthouses and rats… BIG rats! Yep the Dutch had it right when they first landed there and named the island Rottnest or ‘rats nest’.
These rats or Quakkas as they are know are actually know look part rat and part kangaroo but are actually a part of the kangaroo family. They are about the size of a football (or soccer ball and I really cant be arsed to go into all the different meanings of football they have here), have the tail and face of a rat and the body of a short fat kangaroo. You don’t see these guys during the day but they are the pigeons of the night come… well… night time. Quakkas thousands of em! No they aren’t vampiric but much like pigeons you get some overly friendly ones that as soon as they see or hear a rustle of a bag of something they become your best friend wither that or they start stalking you. Now with pigeons a wave of a foot or hand and they usually get the message but for a fur ball that weight a good few pounds and has the ability to fight back is another matter! Still Id rather have a bunch of Quakkas than a bunch of pigeons any day.
Rottnest is like any other beautiful island that I have been to really. It wasn’t as dramatic as Isle de Sole or as remote and inspiring as Easter Island but nice in between and a great get away for a weekend. What?!?! Me?!?! Rubbing it in and name dropping? Never!
A day was spent cycling around the island visiting all the coves, beaches and cliff tops and another day was spent on an empty white sand beach with warm clear blue sea to paddle around in.
Well after a long weekend away relaxing I came home and I am now officially DYING! I have extra bad man-flu. Its official as the doctor said so. I have been off work all week and I am unable to relax and recover as being ill and living in a hostel there is no quiet or peace. It all just seems to exaggerate my death like state. Some sympathy please…
To get myself better it has cost me a kidney just for some antibiotics and a note from the Doc! So next time anyone wants to whinge about the NHS think again! We have it good!
To add insult to my walking corpse some B*****D stole my soap tray! That soap tray was a family heirloom! Handed down from mother to grandmother and grandmother to grandson I was hoping to hand it down to any misfortunate kids I might accidentally have in the future. A treasure lost. How was it stolen? Well I suppose I shouldn’t have left it in the bathroom but the cheek of a thief had the indecency to leave my soap next to the sink as a mocking gesture and off with the tray now that’s just rubbing it in! Its is just down right ungentlemanly! I should know, it’s the sort of petty thievery that I get up too!
Austrailian big brother is awful. Not that Big Brother is ever any good anyway but here its even worse than the UK version. Its more like a game show with prizes for the winners. Yes they even have gunge/slim assault course type games with camera men running around them?!?! A few of us have ganged together to ban it from one of the TV rooms much to the complains of others. Stuff them I say! Goon plus BB is just too much brain rot to handle!
(well i do have photos but the connection here is so bad it was going to take an hour+ just to upload 8 pics so sod that at $4 and hour!)
Rottnest, illness, soap tray and Big Brother.
(Read More)
I’ve been on holiday! Yep I managed to escape the ‘big smoke’ that is Perth and the daily drone of work and went adventuring to Rottnest. For those of you with to much time on your hands have a look here (which is most of you) - http://www.rottnestisland.com/en/default.htm . For those that cant be bothered, Rottest is Perths THE get away destination. It’s an island 30 minutes away on the ferry, is only about 3 miles wide and is packed full of beautiful beaches, scenic hill tops views, lighthouses and rats… BIG rats! Yep the Dutch had it right when they first landed there and named the island Rottnest or ‘rats nest’.
These rats or Quakkas as they are know are actually know look part rat and part kangaroo but are actually a part of the kangaroo family. They are about the size of a football (or soccer ball and I really cant be arsed to go into all the different meanings of football they have here), have the tail and face of a rat and the body of a short fat kangaroo. You don’t see these guys during the day but they are the pigeons of the night come… well… night time. Quakkas thousands of em! No they aren’t vampiric but much like pigeons you get some overly friendly ones that as soon as they see or hear a rustle of a bag of something they become your best friend wither that or they start stalking you. Now with pigeons a wave of a foot or hand and they usually get the message but for a fur ball that weight a good few pounds and has the ability to fight back is another matter! Still Id rather have a bunch of Quakkas than a bunch of pigeons any day.
Rottnest is like any other beautiful island that I have been to really. It wasn’t as dramatic as Isle de Sole or as remote and inspiring as Easter Island but nice in between and a great get away for a weekend. What?!?! Me?!?! Rubbing it in and name dropping? Never!
A day was spent cycling around the island visiting all the coves, beaches and cliff tops and another day was spent on an empty white sand beach with warm clear blue sea to paddle around in.
Well after a long weekend away relaxing I came home and I am now officially DYING! I have extra bad man-flu. Its official as the doctor said so. I have been off work all week and I am unable to relax and recover as being ill and living in a hostel there is no quiet or peace. It all just seems to exaggerate my death like state. Some sympathy please…
To get myself better it has cost me a kidney just for some antibiotics and a note from the Doc! So next time anyone wants to whinge about the NHS think again! We have it good!
To add insult to my walking corpse some B*****D stole my soap tray! That soap tray was a family heirloom! Handed down from mother to grandmother and grandmother to grandson I was hoping to hand it down to any misfortunate kids I might accidentally have in the future. A treasure lost. How was it stolen? Well I suppose I shouldn’t have left it in the bathroom but the cheek of a thief had the indecency to leave my soap next to the sink as a mocking gesture and off with the tray now that’s just rubbing it in! Its is just down right ungentlemanly! I should know, it’s the sort of petty thievery that I get up too!
Austrailian big brother is awful. Not that Big Brother is ever any good anyway but here its even worse than the UK version. Its more like a game show with prizes for the winners. Yes they even have gunge/slim assault course type games with camera men running around them?!?! A few of us have ganged together to ban it from one of the TV rooms much to the complains of others. Stuff them I say! Goon plus BB is just too much brain rot to handle!
(well i do have photos but the connection here is so bad it was going to take an hour+ just to upload 8 pics so sod that at $4 and hour!)