Spider's Web

'Tis OK...........all is forgiven...........come home!!!!!!

Nah!......you can keep those yachets all to yourself.........I've been in those storms in a destroyer, that was bad enough...........I could only imagine how terrified your better half and kids must have felt...........I bet they thought you were a "real good bloke" at that particular time!!!!

In the early sixties.......may have been 1960............five midshipmen from the HMAS Melbourne went sailing in a whaler.........one of these storms sprang up...........missing for nearly a week...........all dead........still in the whaler. That was inside the the Great Barrier Reef.

If you don't know the navy whalers, they are 30' in length and clinker built, they could either be sailed or rowed.............and boy, were they a heavy boat...........they could even be used for ocean sailing..........not that I would be keen to do so. We used to have inter-ship rowing contests.........they used to be blistering good fun.

ActoOOooooally "Vegimite sandwich" was for aussies too but men at work exported that a while back.

Now, unfortunately," vegimite sandwich" has nothing to do with food and lots to do with getting ones butt kicked...

milo

Crikey, Mate, surely you jest - we learned "Waltzing Matilda" in grade school! Even got explained to us what a "billabong" is, so we be eddymakated... _{<and my boomarang won't come back - I've thrown that thing all over the place, thrown it 'til I'm black in the face, but my boomarang won't come back!>}

Q. What do you call a boomerang that doesn't come back?

A. A stick.

................Oh! my gawd, I've 'it the flying doctor.......

I suppose you also sang "God Save Our Queen" instead of "God Bless America."

Can you remember what a matilda is, a jumbuck, squatter and troopers are?

There's a few words here the old spell checker had trouble with!!!!!

Nah, we don't do queens here (except Freddie Mercury, rest 'is soul), just "God Bless America". I recall a matilda as being a rucksack/bedroll that a cobber would carry on walkabout. Isn't a jumbuck a fine, fat sheep? Troopers, of course are 'roos on the march, and a squatter, well, the mists of time obscure some things, but isn't that a rancher who grazes on public/royal lands, maybe with, likely without, permission? Apparently you'd be surprised at how much OZ culture we're aware of here in the other (former) colony. An' it's not just all Jacko, Men At Work, and the Crocodile Hunter, either...

Not too bad there EnviroMan..................... especially from someone lurking in the swamplands of the everglades.............who knows what lurks there!!!!!

The squatter was given an amount of land, he then illegally seized other land and his seized land eventually became his.........legally............probably too hard to do otherwise.

When the colony NSW (New South Wales) first came into being, the army controlled everything...................later on when the police force was established, the locals still called the police, troopers...........as the soldiers had been called.

One I forgot to mention was the Coolibah tree.........it was a eucalypt.

Apparently you'd be surprised at how much OZ culture we're aware of here.....

Yes..........apparently so...........I must be a

Hey I worked for that guy! Wher'd you find his picture?

milo

I reckon that there are quite a few of those types of bosses around............they have been promoted to their level of incompetance.............by the way that's my boss!!!!!

My sympathies. I see he still likes his little drinkie poo.

A rhyme in your honor:

My "Loss" has

become your

"Boss."

Too bad for you.

milo

That's my former boss. His brain started working the moment he got out of bed and didn't stop until he got to the office.

We referred to him as The Great White Hope.

Nope, your all wrong, that my accountant, for sure.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_principle

Now I know why the boss in Dilbert has pointy hair!

Isn't this management at its best????

And not a single mention of the sweet old billibong...how sad! The kookaburras will be braying in sorrow.

Hey, you're back ! Festive greetings to ya .

Right-o, thanks! Merry Christmas, Happy Boxing Day, Feliz Navidad, Happy Chanukah, Jolly New Year, and all that back at ya!

Hi EnviroMan,

I have just returned from a seven day holiday, you know, sand, surfing, fishing and all that jazz...............hahahahaha...........NOT.........I have been to a seaside caravan park, but the other things.........no way!

I made a pack with the sharks many years ago...............I don't swim in their sea and they don't swim in my beer..........why. only this morning, a man was taken by a shark in Western Australia.

Please accept my apologies...........here is a billabong

By the way...............a clever one on the kookaburras............they will probably laugh at that one when I tell them!!!!

"...they don't swim in my beer..."

Clever of you to set that deal with the sharkies. I'm sure they'd spill too much, and that would constitute alcohol abuse. Thanks for the shot of a billabong too!

'an the epitaph read ...."It doesn't matter whether you're rich or poor.......as long as you have money".............