The Week That Was

The land down under or Stralya to some

The land I was raised in; my country; my home.

A kid in the bush with parents true blue

Weekends with ferrets and an old 22.

A bright future ahead for my country and me

As I considered my options of what I would be.

A chippy said Dad. A fine carpenter son

You’ll makes lots of money, provide, and save some

But as I grew older, the country fell sick

To greedy politicians and lazy misfits.

When I was a kid, the water was free

It fell from the sky and made rivers and creeks

And the farmer was happy, the milk tasted great

A steak you could chew and was big as your plate

A Sunday drive with family we’d go

Mum made the sangas and a thermos with brew

It was just a few bob...to go to Noojee

We’d fish there for yabbies and pick blackberries

Now there’s a meter for this and for that

And payment plans for those doing it tough

And china buys country, dairy farms and a wharf

Cattle stations, fruit farms and what else, what a thought

Now the country she burns and koalas cry out

And the wombats dig deeper to keep the flames out

Climate change shout the greenies, its the end of the world

Green house gases........CO2, ......we need  that Im sure

But apparently not. The UN said fix it, you’re polluters they say

And you’re major emitters

While China and India have it their way

Developing nations, we can’t stand in their way

And while where at it let’s give them some dosh

To build a few power stations and lots more sweat shops

Now the pollies all bicker and run each other down

And you’d think question time was run by some clowns

Now where are the men and the women of the past

The ones with principles and honesty and heart

The ones who cared the direction we’d go

It’s our nation, our country.....the Australia we knew

It’s the land we adopted. Captian Cook...he knew

It’s a place with riches beyond wildest dreams

But we give it to other countries

I’m not sure that I see..........

Because others benefit from  these riches and gold

It’s not for my kids or the Aussies of old

It’s poverty and meagre pensions for those who live now

While poliies feather their nest with gold and silver down.

Retirement looks good for the Canberra lot

Can you pay my rates and electricity you lazy lot?

As usual, not much to report.

My five day fast ended at 5.30pm today.

I feel better for it, but not as good as I expected. I might do it once each month for a while and see if the improvements are accumulative.

On Tuesday, I accompanied Adoring Husband to his doctor’s appointment where he received excellent news about his yearly blood tests. Everything is perfect.

Not such good news about his weight gain. He’s the heaviest he’s been since we moved to this town, so he’s now been given until Valentine’s Day to lose it. He will do that easily, just by reducing his coffee intake, and dropping bread, Weis bars and Toblerone chocolate from his diet.

It concerned me greatly that the doctor was very quick to suggest Ozempic as his first option for weight loss. 

No thank you.

AH needs to have a couple of other tests to check his lungs, bladder and prostate. Watch this space.

We ran some errands while in town and I was exhausted by the time we arrived home because I was running on 2 hours of sleep. 

On Wednesday, I spent the day in the bay with BGWLBH, which wasn’t so bad because I’d slept well the night before.

Today, I missed morning tea with my art girls, because I was feeling less than my best. I’m too old to be gallivanting all over the place for days in a row - although doing it in the middle of a 5 day fast probably wasn’t a great idea!

I rested and rejuvenated today and feel much better for it.

It’s almost midnight so it’s time to sleep.

Nite all.