I'll start this thread for all the 'farm' talk eg: Kens property,Birdys raw meat eating tales( I think I can hear some Yanks still chuckin),cattle & sheep sales etc etc[] Brian, I am now working in Singleton in the coal mines as a Trainer/operator.eg dozers,loaders,graders,dump trucks etc.I go back out to the inlaws farm every chance I get , except at the moment its too depressing seeing how dry it is[V]. Theres a **** fight starting up near Gunnedah with the local cockies about a new coal mine about to go ahead. There worried about the impact it will have on their properties - dust , noise , resale etc. And rightly so , even though I work in one to put bread & butter on the table I can see first hand what damage is done. "They" reckon the mines around here put 30 000 tonnes of dust in the air every year, I can see it when I fly around.[xx(] Just lately I've had phone calls from farmers/friends looking for work up here as things are getting desperate where they are. Community meetings are starting to take place to discuss the increasing number of suicides amongst country people[V].Not too good. How come you're selling your blocks at Crookwell ,Ken ? OK ,I'll mind my own business. Eric I heard it was that dry at Forbes that the cows were givin powdered milk............[)]
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Eric,Your right its bloody dry in the central west. Dogs woke me up the other mourning barkin , went outside to see a mob roo's on my back lawn - the only green grass on the farm.Be possitive theres rain comin , I can feel it. Huey told me.Check out the 10 day forecast , theres rain a brewin in the NW. http://grads.iges.org/pix/prec7.htmlNice to have met you at Cooma . Hope to fly with you one day.
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You got it Echo, ya not alowd to take ya 4x4 hire car on the dirt........[d1ckheads].Bitumen is to the funt door, theres just a coupler o hundred Ks o dirt between um.All our roo's died off a couple o years ago Phil.[thats the bright side of hav'n drouts]Ignorance is bliss............but only till you realise you were.Ingratitude stinks.......be generous carefully.
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The scene from the air here is pretty depressing and I dont go flying here anymore unless I have to muster something. Like,I remember the first time in a plane flying above home here and wondering where all the grass had gone too and we had grass a couple of foot high. Boy, I must have been young back then !!Would be an interesting job Eric, we have a big mineral sand mine happening here about 30 k away thats providing employment for all that want work which is great.Yeah Phil, I reckon its going to rain but I have been reckoning that for a while now but I'm going to keep on praying !!Brian.You never know how far you can go, till you get there !
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Top idea Eric to start a 'farm talk' thread, you are going to have a few Americans not knowing what we are talking about though.Pretty right there about the axe and the rain story. Life was a lot simpler in Grandads day.BrianYou never know how far you can go, till you get there !
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I'll tell ya another one of Grandads storys , Brian - him & a couple of his 'ol mates went out craying on the Murrumbidgee ( he retired from the farm over to Leeton) . They had a big one on the grog the night before & werent feeling the best( it may have bin the 26th of April.....?).Anyhow it got too much for ol Bill & he has a techincolour yawn over the side & amongst it loses his teeth.Being pretty quick Grandad dives in & says "I'll get 'em...." . While he is under he rips out his own teeth & comes up & says " ere ya go!" Ol Bill, thankful,gives 'em a rinse & pops them in his gob. A frown comes on his face , pulls them back out & throws them back in the drink swearing " they arent f@*%ing mine !!!!!"
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This storey should bring a smile.......by the way ...TRUE storeyMy grandad and ma lived 60yrs in a north Qld sugar townPop was in his younger days a huge goliath of a man, was working a team of bullocks, hauling out logs from the rainforest. He would each year go to the visiting show, and get into the ring with the fighters, and beat the crap owta them.Ma was a tiny thing, but always got her way with him,he idolised her.Pop had zero tolerence for swearing in front of ma, god help anyone that did.Pop and ma were in their late 80's, would drive into town once a week, meet friends, talk etc etcWalking back to their car one day, they find a ****** sitting in the car, (never lock cars in town )is the normPop bends down, sugests to the guy that he was in the wrong car, the guy lets off with a heap of language, pop opens door, drags the guy out, and f...n beats the crap out of him.I think the younger guy now has respect for the oldies, I hope.How things are a changing in life.....I don't like the way we are going.....geez could I get going here.just my view....Russ....A1014 NT....gods country
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Good story ,Russ. I could picture it. We went to Maitland today as my young bloke was marching in the cadets.Good bunch of young girls & blokes he is with....but then the sh1tbags come out, swearing & drinking & no respect for the old Diggers .Makes you wont to load all the inbred turds into a truck & take 'em out &.......well, whatever. Then you look at the young people marching & it gives back some hope. My missus's Pop, Dave Richards, was a horse breaker in Egypt , he was 17 when he & his two older brothers sailed over there with their horses.Tiger Richards was mates with Banjo Paterson & there is a pic in one of his books with Dave on a horse breaking it in . Things have changed.
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I was raised on my Grandfathers farm in NSW.He taught me to read and think about stuff.He landed at Gallipoli as a lieutenant and came off a Captain, whenhe died in 1960 he still had some of the shrapnel in him.I wish he was still around !They should put some of these young hassols in the National Service.I did mine in 59 and never regreted it for a second.Cheers.Robert DunnMackay. Qld.Growing old is good while it lasts.
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My grandad was a cattle dealer and honest. I know those don't go together but its true. He had this old mate who moved in to board with this old girl. Snow (grandad) asked him how it was and he said: "I can't live with that filthy btch any longer. Ya know Snow she leaves the dishes in the sink all night........ and a man gets up to do a pss and he can't cause all the plates are in the way". True story . Cowcocky Ken.P.s. My dad was a remount in the army breaking horses. Most of them continued to do rough riding as well. They couldn't distinguish between work and fun.
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Great stories guys,Russ, I thought you were going to say "Pop looked up [after beating the crappa out of the bloke ] and saw his car parked a little further down the street. Still would have taught the bloke a lesson !!Only a few years ago a mate of mine who is pretty solid and can go a round or two went into a Pizza shop with his wife to get a heap of takeaway for a party, couple of rough blokes were in there swearing etc, my mate asked them nicely to cut the swearing to which they told him to go ... The blokes left. My mates wife opened the door for her hubby, as he walked outside, one of the louts hit the pile of pizzas from underneath scattering pizza for miles, my mate grabbed the bloke by the shirt, lifted him clean off the ground before letting a few sharp uppercuts rip into the now unconsious bloke. The swearer's mate left the scene rapidly and left town that night.Good to see a lot of kids marching today and also seeing a lot of Ozzies over in Turkey. Seems a lot of kids are learning about ANZAC day which is great.My wife and I participated in the march today in Pooncarie, me for my pop and my wife for her Dad who survived Changi.I was called up and was waiting to start training when Gough Whitlam got in.You never know how far you can go, till you get there !
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