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A mixed Bag

When I first founded this Blog its raisin d’entree was to ad my voice to the Political discus in Australia, partly becuase I believe is dominated on all Front’s by the Left and there propagandering minions. Now it has come to pass that, looking over my effort’s off the passed few month’s that the balance of my out put have been overwellmingly personal.

I’m not sure how I feel about this but it has happened though a range of Issue’s & Circumstance and there’s little I can doo about it now aside from hope you reader’s, who I expect come here to chew my fat a little from time to time to time bit do’nt mind and are entertained or find something to empathise with when you do .

ANyway like my old man use to say “this World of our’s is spinnin to fast” And to extend that analgy, I have to admit I’m in a bit of a spin myself.

Most of you know how things stand with Slim, and to put it diplomamaticly all is not quite on the Western Frot. the way Slim is going hes not the kind of matter to be raising with decent  fork who want to be coming on a Blog and having a shinwag without yodelling there breakfast’s out of disgust – if you see what I’m getting at.

So, fice to say iv’e got a wrong un on my hands. But infact another ton of Trey Bit has hit the fan of late.

I’m not a Man whose scarred of a fight with Reality but I must admit iv been hitting the Devils’ Mouthwash a bit lately. The Bull’s aren’t ones to run from a fight and ‘Im the kind that step up and stick’s one on lifes jaw if I think liberty’s are been taken. But since this businesss with Slim I have’nt had the heart.

Sitting on the veranda at 3am with a bottle of bottle of Glen Simpson in your gut, Dingley Village can look a very depressing place.

And the Glen Simpson! – on my Oath, never buy scotch off the Intenet. I was just about ready to give up on grog after the second case, but the old Bull Machoismo kicked in.You Never writo off a bull but

In anycase Ive decided to clean up a bit after a nasty bit of business with Button’s.

The poor tyke ate a  plastic bag and had some trouble this morning doing what comes Natural if you get my drift. Lucky – or not so lucky may be- I could see the buggar in there. I was  a bit worse for where but I worked a finger’s in and managed to hook one of the handles.

I do;nt know if it was the Stench or maybe a few day’s on the Glen Simpson had drained me but I could’nt get the thing out. Worst, Button’s was looking over his shoulder at me, and when I saw the pain in those big eyes – he seemed to be saying “Raymond stop puling that bag out of my arsehoe.

But I think being a Man is about making those Hard decision’s some times.

I knocked back a douible Glen Simpson and shouted Eureaka!

Get well soon little Mate -I know how your feeling, believe it or note.



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A Quick update

Well, doesn’t time get away from you sometimes? Now I realise I do’nt have to many readers at this point in Time, but the last thing I wanted to do was alienate them this early in the peace. I have been busy with various odds and sods lately, which I will endover to fill you in as soon as I can, but in the mean time I offer the following update;

  • Anzac Day, which is alway’s a sad time for Family Bull, was a sad time made more difficult by Slims’ refusual to take part in the dawn Service this year. Not making the time to Blog about this is regretfull as I feel I have born the pain with some degree of lonelines and have’nt gotten things of my chest. I will try writing something about this soon if if wouldnt be considered to self indulgent or late,

Button’s is fully recovered from his biting ordeal!

I am still looking for Employment. I have had several interviews over the passed moth and feel I’m getting into the swing of that sort of thing, which takes some getting used to especially for a modest Man such as myself.Blowing horns, as my ol’man used to say is for Trumpeters and ducky boys! Not of course, that there is anything wrong with been a Poof in this day in age mind you. I do’nt discriminate against anyone, whether their Black, or not.
(Well I do discriminate against the Left, but a more villinous lot you could’nt find under a rock in Satan’ s reptile enclosure, and I offer no apology for that and looking after the well being of my country and it’s Future.)

My relationship with Slim is on rockier ground than its ever been-he is threating to move out of home and I have tried to forbid it but, short of chaining the devil to hotwater system there is’nt much be done, He is old enough by Law to do whatever he see’s fit, and if he chose’s not to listen to his own Father and Reason I am powderless to stop him.

I still feel dispite what everyone seem sto be saying about him, that Brendan Nelson is continuing to do a fine job in tough circumstances as Opposite Leader.  He’s stance on the Baby bonus was particularly principaled and I am yet to get the feeling there is anyone else in the Party who would do a better job at present. I always considered Peter Costello a worthy successer to Mr Howard but he seem’s not to want the job, so what can you do? You can lead a house to water but you ca’nt make him drink, as the saying go’s.

Its always the way –here I am bellyaching that I don’t find time to update my Blog and I go and turn what is supposed to be a breif update into a bloody half a Novel! Well no matter, it just remind’s me that writing a few words doesn’t necessarilly take as much time (or  effort)as I convince myself it will. I suppose Bloging is a bit like walking the dog in Winter; you make all sort’s of excuses about other things you have to do just to avoid getting out in the cold but once you force yourself to get out their you remember how little hassle it is and how much you enjoy it.

I must remind myself to remind myself more often!


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The week from Hell

Terrible news today – my dog, Button’s was attached at the local park this morning by a big, snarling mongrel of a thing that was off it’s lead and obviously out of control of it’s idiotic owner. It looked like a cross between a Boxer and a Rottwheeler or some such– vicious and unpredictable. I gave it an almighty kick in the rib’s to get it away, and the owner had the nerve to have a go at ME!! I told him were to go in no uncertain term’s and got down to help Button’s. By the tim eI got back up with the poor bugger in my arm’s the cowardly bastard was gone.

A religious Man might ask what he’d done to offend his Maker! first the trouble with Slim and he’s bloody Leftist mates, now the poor dog get’s it, who had never done any one or anything any harm in his nine year’s. I’m ropeable.

The vet has told us the damage is’nt to bad, no broken bones although he needed some stiches under his front right leg and is sore and understandably distressed. If I ever see that bastard and his Cur at the park again, so help me god I will bloody his nose.

I just do’nt understand why someone with a dangerouos dog would be iresponsible enough to let them of lead to the danger of all and sundry. Every body know’s there dogs’ personality and propencity for violence, and it is the height of stupidity to not restain it acorddingly.

Button’s was actually my wife’s dog. She brought him, without my Permission, not to long before she took off, maybe a year top’s. I had never liked dog’s — infact, if not for Horse’s I would’nt say I had an interest in animal’s at all-but what could I do? Slim had become attached to the little blighter and I felt duty bound to look after it. And I did

Its amazing how quickly a dog can turn you’re affection around. It go’s without saying that a Pomeranian is’nt quite the right Dog for a Man of my statue ,and I have never gotten used to the silliness of having to call out the name “Button’s” at the park when the devil is off sniffing other dogs arse’s —incidentally I tried to get him too answer the name Ralph many year’s ago but no avail.

But dispite all this I’ve grown to love him. Slim, off course has lost interest in him now that he’s an O So important Intelectual. But he’s a valued part of Family Bull, which make’s todays development all the more painful.

They say bad luck come’s in three’s — I shutter to think what my third metophorical kick in the gut’s is going to be!!

Button’s is on the couch sleepy, sometime’s watching me as I type. Good luck mate and get Well soon.


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