Nothing happens in Tarpeena but a lot happens close by.
Firstly we lost the final game of the dart season by the odd set and that
meant we were edged out of the finals on percentage. That was not a
good start to the week.
The fire siren went on Tuesday and that was because a
young woman decided to remodel her car on a gum tree down Rust Rd. Luckily
as Rust Rd is so bendy she wasn't going fast enough to kill herself or her
passenger but wrote off the car and gave herself a headache. I noticed the
gouge mark on the tree when I cycled past on my regular bike ride,
thankfully no black markers are going to go against that tree.
In our council area black markers are put on the
roadside to mark fatal road accidents and red ones for injuries.
Then CRIKEY! got stung by a sting ray and died. I always
wondered why sting rays were so named as no one ever seemed to get stung, at
least down here, but apparently the Queensland ones are deadlier than the
ones down here but even so there have only been three other recorded deaths
from sting rays and they all have to be struck in the chest to be fatal as
the poison is easily dispersed by heat.
Now CRIKEY!s death got worldwide coverage but closer to home
on the same day (Tuesday) another tragedy occurred.
Our next door neighbour Judy Roper went down happily on her
weekly shopping trip to town but suffered a stroke ( it is thought) while in
the female loo and subsequently died in hospital at aged 56.
This has rocked us, we saw her go and the next time we see
her will be at her funeral.
All I seem to be doing lately is attend funerals.
Life is so fragile.
It was a nice sunny day on Wednesday and all I could think of
was Judy won't be seeing this!
But Life does go on and while we have it lets make the most
How close was that young lady who hit the tree to being not
What does life depend on? Chance. Methinks so.
On a lighter note I need a dog, I can't keep Perambulating
through the Pines without a companion. I go past Trixie's grave nearly
every day and wish she was here and 6 years old again.
So I must get a dog, spring is nearly here, well it is here
but the weather has been shit house lately and to traipse on a walk on a
sunny morning with the Kangaroos dashing off with a small dog in harmless
pursuit is one of the delights of living in the bush down here.
We went to the Animal Welfare League but their fees are not
within the range of a pensioner!
So I must bide my time.
Spring is here and the magpies are swooping and I get strafed
by a couple of aggressive ones on my regular bike route. Now THAT would be
an unusual way of dieing... getting bowled over by a dive bombing magpie
and falling off the bike. Wouldn't get as much publicity as getting stung by
a stingray though.
I have a technique for avoiding this fate however , when
they come in I raise my hand and wave at them. This is more likely to make
me fall off the bike than getting struck on the helmet by a 1 kg magpie but
I like the squawk of fear they give when my flailing hand catches their
claws. However it has associated risks as if a B double truck comes the
other way I could contact it's bull bar. Obviously that has not happened yet
and my plan is to time the run so that the magpie swoops as the B double
approaches and I wave my hand , the driver waves at me and the magpie
catches the bull bar. It's a matter of fine timing and hasn't happened yet.
But I shall have my revenge one year on those pesky Maggies.
The one on the Hundred line road is the best ( or worst depending whose
viewpoint you take), he sits on the top of the Stobie Pole calculates the
trajectory and then swoops with wings clicking and beak clacking after a 100
yards run up. I got him a beauty on Wednesday and the updraft from my
flailing hand veered him off course but he missed the oncoming Ute and
soared up to the next Stobie pole.
He will be waiting for me when I go that way
tomorrow I know he will.
I have had a cold so have missed out on the bike
riding for a couple of days but I KNOW he will be there..... and if I don't
get him his offspring will carry on the tradition .... life goes on.