But I did have a very tasty liver and bacon at a cousins property in western Qld many years ago. It was a freshly killed sheep, so the liver was as fresh as it comes, and my dear departed Mum cooked it. it was delish! But something happened over the years and I couldn't possibly eat liver now, or any other offal for that matter.
I also have a vague childhood memory of kangaroo tail stew which my Grandma had cooked.
The next person has eaten other types of animals too....
Rip and Rosie said
08:25 AM Jan 30, 2013
I have eaten fruit and -taking a close look- found HALF a grub! which is much worse than finding a whole one, you would agree!
Makes me think of how much I like fruit, any sort of fruit.
Makes me remember a few trips through the Riverina when the fruit is ripe for the picking, or when the blossom covers the trees in acres and acres of pink and white.
I know Australia has many wonderful places, but in my travels, my favourite is the Riverina.
The next person has a favourite place and its.................................................
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 30th of January 2013 08:25:43 AM
Boothie said
07:30 AM Feb 2, 2013
Out on the bigpond where the waves can take you away on a sleepy cruise and you can find an island away from the humdrum of city life. Where one can have fresh oysters, fresh prawns and fresh crayfish.
Unfortunately the next person has a problem with frogs.......
sandsmere said
03:03 PM Feb 2, 2013
in the drinking water . A few years ago I was chasing wild pigs on a station in western Queensland .
Very warm day , a couple of kms away from the vehicle , came across a hut with a tank . Turned
the tap on , plenty of water . The 2 dogs had a good drink , I tasted it , pretty good so took a good
swig and noticed a bit of a strage aftertaste . Managed to get up high enough to get a look in the
tank , and there were a few green frogs in there . Couple of dead ones floating on the top and a few
live ones swimming around .
I put a stick in the tank , long enough for the live ones to climb and get bout if they needed too .
It's a taste you don't forget in a hurry . Anyway , I reckon the person below me has also tasted something a bit strange like . . . . . . .
glassies said
11:27 PM Feb 3, 2013
Turtle Eggs ,when i was at Janie Creek many years ago (up the beach from mapoon )which is about an hour from weipa ,we used to go every year fishing for barra,and mangrove jacks.
One of the days i ran into a ranger he had a trible of indigenous kids with him they were just gorgeous big white teeth and dark as dark.
They had turtle eggs with them, and both my daughter and i tried them they cut the top off like when you eat a hard boiled egg only these were raw, i can say i was not real impressed sucking this raw egg out of its shell and the kids laughing at me.
The story gets worse i was taking photos of them all, and thought wow im loving this i got my lolly jar out a big jar full of all types of lollies, the kids hoed into them ,when i got home i had one of those old cameras that you no longer use anymore with the film that you click on to the next pic, well it was clicking and showing numbers oddly, but no film i was so upset they would of been the most magic photos,them kids with my daughter (heidi who is indigenous) all together.
Oh well the person below me has also done something silly in there time on this earth too.
Beth54 said
03:01 AM Feb 4, 2013
I certainly have...many times! But this takes the cake!
We were travelling the outback in a Troopy and I'd often climb up on the roof to take photos. This time we were at Ularu, waiting to take photos of the sunset. I started my climb up the back..no ladder, just climbing up the door...when I lost my footing and slipped, resulting in a photo opportunity to die for if someone had been quick enough! I was left hanging unpside down with my leg hooked over the top of the door. I reckon I must have looked like a co.ckatoo swinging on the power lines!
I ended up with the most enormous bruise right down the back of my thigh! And I've never climbed anything since then.
The person below me has done a few silly things too...
Boothie said
04:56 AM Feb 4, 2013
Whilst untangling the poor guys fishing line who was fishing of the jetty that got caught around the propeller of the old mans boat when we were heading out fishing, I had to lean out on the leg of the outboard motor which gave way and I did a casual somersault over the transom. I came up with my sunglassess, hat and cigarettes dry. The old man was laughing his head off about seeing my fat a??e going over the end of the boat.
But the person below me has had to eat something that was terrible which was......
Rip and Rosie said
08:47 AM Feb 4, 2013
Not me, but my sister in law tells the story of her school lunches.
Her mum gave her sardine and onion sandwiches EVERY DAY, and she HATED them.
She asked her mum for something else, but she still got the same old thing- sardine and onion sandwiches.
Over time you'd think she'd get used to it, but no, the hatred just grew and grew.
Finally, enough was enough, and she said she'd rather starve! and so into the bin went the sardine and onion sandwiches, still wrapped, holus bolus!
Now anyone who went to a convent school would know that nuns were formidable creatures, with a nose for sin, and low and behold the lunch was found, and the nun asked who owned the lovely sardine and onion sandwiches found in the bin.
Now, my sister in law, like a good catholic kid, knew if she told a lie she was off to hell, and so she just kept quiet, until her friend, also not wanting to go to hell, but not realising silence was an alternative, spoke up and (as if dobbing WASN'T a sin too) told!
After a harsh sermon about starving children in Africa, s-i-l was told to eat the sardine and onion sandwiches (still in the wrapper but straight from the bin) and, in punishment, she would stand in the playground, in the sun, until they were gone!
Now my s-i-l is nothing if not stubborn, and the 10 yr old stood and stood and stood. Not another sardine was going to pass her little girl lips!
Finally, she begged for a toilet break, and was allowed a pee.
"Now's my chance" she knew, and while inside she threw the sandwiches into the bowl, and flushed, and flushed.
"What are you doing girl?" "Nothing Sister" she replied, stuffing the rest of the sardine and onion sandwiches into her blazer pockets.
Five minutes later she presented the empty sandwich wrapper (plus a crust for authenticity) and was sent back to class, pockets bulging.
..........and later she had to face her mother about the stinky blazer, but that's another story.
The person below has "another story" as well................................................
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Monday 4th of February 2013 09:47:15 AM
glassies said
02:30 AM Feb 18, 2013
urgh my mum used to make us have tuna sandwiches for lunch at school ,they always went in the bin i would rather starve,but as ive gotten older i can handle it on crackers but never on bread.
however i do remember when my friend at school had left over roast vegies on bread at school i turned to her and said what the heck is that, she replied, roast vegies on bread ,i said that is disgusting so i got the sandwich smushed into my face, spent a while getting out baked pumpkin from my eyelashes etc.
school hey no wonder i hated it, however a person below me has another story of school days
Boothie said
11:42 PM Feb 20, 2013
Like a chain saw that keeps the whole house at night awake but the person below me sleeps with a teddy bear whose name is.....
-- Edited by Boothie on Thursday 21st of February 2013 11:39:14 PM
Dunmowin said
05:44 AM Feb 23, 2013
Sally. She is a Salvation Army Teddy. I don't really sleep with her. She sits at the top of the bed and watches! The person below me watches.....what.
the rocket said
02:17 AM Mar 1, 2013
the sullivans dvd's.Got them from the relies for my birthday. i have looked to buy them for years and recently relies found them on the net. wackadoo. the person below me has a favourite old tv show they like to watch ......
glassies said
07:31 AM Mar 1, 2013
Loads of johhny depp dvds hes my hero and my sweetheart ,i go all gooey when ever i see him and wobbly At the knees lol
Mr glassies has the hots for bones out of the show bones :)
The person below me has a fancy too
Rip and Rosie said
03:19 PM Mar 1, 2013
I love the "Golden Girls", and they can play that theme song at my funeral !!!!!
"........thank you for being a friend, travel down the road and back again..........."
The person below has a "funeral" song , or maybe not.............................
sandsmere said
04:32 PM Mar 1, 2013
Well , I don't have a funeral song because when the time comes and I get a tap on the shoulder , I'm not going .
I like it here .
For those out there that are happy to toss it in sometime , I have no doubt you will have some good music
in mind , such as . . . . . . . .
the rocket said
12:40 AM Mar 2, 2013
a lone bagpiper standing on green grass. the person below me hopes to live to?
Happywanderer said
01:54 AM Mar 2, 2013
94, and spent the last 30 years on the highways and byways.
Not like the person below me who hopes to.............
glassies said
12:07 AM Mar 4, 2013
live for at least another thirty years that i would be happy with , i have two songs for myfuneral the main one will be i want to thank you by dido , whilst a windows media player runs through pictures of my amazing wedding to my amazing man, and then family as well. :0
However im donating my body to science (heaven help them ) so not sure sounds like from what the solicitor says, they take what they want and then the rest is up to whoever to cremate or bury,im not gettin buried waste of space on our countries land i reckon.
However i have had a wondeful magical life ,the person below me wishes to state one of there most favourite of all times that they remember of there lifetime.
Rip and Rosie said
04:19 AM Mar 4, 2013
So many moments, so little time!
I remember the feeling when, as a new "L" plater, when I let out the clutch for the first time, and the car moved forward.
Many years later, I remember that feeling again when, after much planning and anxiety, I stepped on the pedal and the caravan followed.
I felt so powerful and scared at the same time.
Rosie
Peterpan said
12:52 AM Mar 10, 2013
As a young man living on a farm in the Western District,my method of transport was
by horse. I was full of pride and accomplishment when after much diligence and practice mastered what we
knew as the "Western Take Off" ( A methord of mounting the horse at speed with or without a saddle".)
Full of my own importance, I was running late for the school bus and decided a fancy dismount was required
unfortunately the horse had a different idea and pulled up suddenly and with no warning, leaving me wrapped upside
dcown around her neck looking up her nostrils. This occured as the school bus with many students aboard pulled up.
Much laughter occurred and a reduction of self importance to self . Not like the person below who.........
Kevin
sandsmere said
01:31 PM Mar 12, 2013
.......wagged school as often as possible . Usually to go chasing rabbits or yabbying . Usually gave myself away though
because I often took my dogs or my .410 shotgun . Dad would see they were missing , and come looking .
Ah well . . . . the good old days . Plenty of others had experience of the good old days too as we will here from
the person below , who .............
Beth54 said
02:10 AM Mar 13, 2013
...used to be the 'test dummy' for my sisters canoes that she made from bits of corrugated iron and wood. We were friends with 2 girls the same age as us, from up the road. So the older girls would make these canoes and we, the younger ones, would get into them in the creek and paddle for all our might before they sunk. The one we got the most distance out of was bogged up with Dad's blackjack....whatever that was....I didn't know, I was just the test dummy!
The person below me has a different tale to tell...
glassies said
03:34 AM Mar 15, 2013
camping out on a farm with my girlfriend from strathfield girls high school ,the property was her sisters who was married with a family, we decided to go stay in this barn sort of makeshift thing that the cows used to go into ,well we needed a door didnt we,so we decided we would borrow the shower curtain, when we woke up in the morning the cows had chewed the shower curtain to pieces.
we got in a little bit of trouble for that one, however the person below me has a different kind of story.
Grams said
03:01 PM Mar 19, 2013
Living quite a distance from my sister, and being single with 3 children, I used to go to her house to stay 5 days...by the second day I wasn't feeling to well, so I would pack the kids up again and drive back. Sounds ok right? Not when you have to quickly pull off the road open your door just in time to vomit....it took my 3 hours to get home with 5 stops along the way. This happened every single visit to my sister, but I still kept going...
So the poster below can tell us the one thing they shouldn't have done :)
Rip and Rosie said
03:42 PM Mar 21, 2013
Nope, not me. Keeping the best stuff secret !!!!
However, I can tell you what I should have done..................... should have put the 12 volt power cord for the fridge someplace easier to find!
Last time we went away I couldn't find it anywhere. Tried all of my "safe" places, all of the places it "might have been".
It's not lost, I just haven't found it yet.
The person below also can't find something.....................................
carry1 said
04:29 PM Mar 21, 2013
Yep !!! The thing I keep close with all the moths in my wallet, the CREDIT CARD. Gone just when I needed it most.......Bugger !!
Unlike the person below me who hopes to find...
carry1 said
04:38 PM Mar 21, 2013
carry1 wrote:
Yep !!! The thing I keep close with all the moths in my wallet, the CREDIT CARD. Gone just when I needed it most.......Bugger !!
Unlike the person below me who hopes to find...
Michael & Rita
sandyr said
07:41 PM Mar 30, 2013
I would love to eat icecream on the beach but it usually melts and gets all sticky, the person below me wears pjs to the spermarket
Beth54 said
08:01 PM Mar 30, 2013
...in my dreams. It would be very comfy to get around in PJ's all the time though. I often stay in them all day at home.
Hey! That gives me an idea. I'm already planning my 60th party next year when I haven't even reached 59 yet...a pajama party would be fun! My family has always done themed parties, but I don't think anyone's done a pajama party!
The next person has been to a fun theme party...
Rip and Rosie said
02:24 AM Mar 31, 2013
Nope..............been to a few costume parties in my day, and a few christmas parties etc.
However, if you, Beth, are having a 60th birthday party, I'm there !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The person below is there too.....................................
...but not animals balls!
But I did have a very tasty liver and bacon at a cousins property in western Qld many years ago. It was a freshly killed sheep, so the liver was as fresh as it comes, and my dear departed Mum cooked it. it was delish! But something happened over the years and I couldn't possibly eat liver now, or any other offal for that matter.
I also have a vague childhood memory of kangaroo tail stew which my Grandma had cooked.
The next person has eaten other types of animals too....
I have eaten fruit and -taking a close look- found HALF a grub! which is much worse than finding a whole one, you would agree!
Makes me think of how much I like fruit, any sort of fruit.
Makes me remember a few trips through the Riverina when the fruit is ripe for the picking, or when the blossom covers the trees in acres and acres of pink and white.
I know Australia has many wonderful places, but in my travels, my favourite is the Riverina.
The next person has a favourite place and its.................................................
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Wednesday 30th of January 2013 08:25:43 AM
Out on the bigpond where the waves can take you away on a sleepy cruise and you can find an island away from the humdrum of city life. Where one can have fresh oysters, fresh prawns and fresh crayfish.
Unfortunately the next person has a problem with frogs.......
in the drinking water . A few years ago I was chasing wild pigs on a station in western Queensland .
Very warm day , a couple of kms away from the vehicle , came across a hut with a tank . Turned
the tap on , plenty of water . The 2 dogs had a good drink , I tasted it , pretty good so took a good
swig and noticed a bit of a strage aftertaste . Managed to get up high enough to get a look in the
tank , and there were a few green frogs in there . Couple of dead ones floating on the top and a few
live ones swimming around .
I put a stick in the tank , long enough for the live ones to climb and get bout if they needed too .
It's a taste you don't forget in a hurry . Anyway , I reckon the person below me has also tasted something a bit strange like . . . . . . .
from weipa ,we used to go every year fishing for barra,and mangrove jacks.
One of the days i ran into a ranger he had a trible of indigenous kids with him they were just gorgeous
big white teeth and dark as dark.
They had turtle eggs with them, and both my daughter and i tried them they cut the top off
like when you eat a hard boiled egg only these were raw, i can say i was not real impressed
sucking this raw egg out of its shell and the kids laughing at me.
The story gets worse i was taking photos of them all, and thought wow im loving this i got my lolly
jar out a big jar full of all types of lollies, the kids hoed into them ,when i got home i had one of those
old cameras that you no longer use anymore with the film that you click on to the next pic, well it was
clicking and showing numbers oddly, but no film i was so upset they would of been the most magic
photos,them kids with my daughter (heidi who is indigenous) all together.
Oh well the person below me has also done something silly in there time on this earth too.
I certainly have...many times! But this takes the cake!
We were travelling the outback in a Troopy and I'd often climb up on the roof to take photos. This time we were at Ularu, waiting to take photos of the sunset. I started my climb up the back..no ladder, just climbing up the door...when I lost my footing and slipped, resulting in a photo opportunity to die for if someone had been quick enough! I was left hanging unpside down with my leg hooked over the top of the door. I reckon I must have looked like a co.ckatoo swinging on the power lines!
I ended up with the most enormous bruise right down the back of my thigh! And I've never climbed anything since then.
The person below me has done a few silly things too...
Whilst untangling the poor guys fishing line who was fishing of the jetty that got caught around the propeller of the old mans boat when we were heading out fishing, I had to lean out on the leg of the outboard motor which gave way and I did a casual somersault over the transom. I came up with my sunglassess, hat and cigarettes dry. The old man was laughing his head off about seeing my fat a??e going over the end of the boat.
But the person below me has had to eat something that was terrible which was......
Not me, but my sister in law tells the story of her school lunches.
Her mum gave her sardine and onion sandwiches EVERY DAY, and she HATED them.
She asked her mum for something else, but she still got the same old thing- sardine and onion sandwiches.
Over time you'd think she'd get used to it, but no, the hatred just grew and grew.
Finally, enough was enough, and she said she'd rather starve! and so into the bin went the sardine and onion sandwiches, still wrapped, holus bolus!
Now anyone who went to a convent school would know that nuns were formidable creatures, with a nose for sin, and low and behold the lunch was found, and the nun asked who owned the lovely sardine and onion sandwiches found in the bin.
Now, my sister in law, like a good catholic kid, knew if she told a lie she was off to hell, and so she just kept quiet, until her friend, also not wanting to go to hell, but not realising silence was an alternative, spoke up and (as if dobbing WASN'T a sin too) told!
After a harsh sermon about starving children in Africa, s-i-l was told to eat the sardine and onion sandwiches (still in the wrapper but straight from the bin) and, in punishment, she would stand in the playground, in the sun, until they were gone!
Now my s-i-l is nothing if not stubborn, and the 10 yr old stood and stood and stood. Not another sardine was going to pass her little girl lips!
Finally, she begged for a toilet break, and was allowed a pee.
"Now's my chance" she knew, and while inside she threw the sandwiches into the bowl, and flushed, and flushed.
"What are you doing girl?" "Nothing Sister" she replied, stuffing the rest of the sardine and onion sandwiches into her blazer pockets.
Five minutes later she presented the empty sandwich wrapper (plus a crust for authenticity) and was sent back to class, pockets bulging.
..........and later she had to face her mother about the stinky blazer, but that's another story.
The person below has "another story" as well................................................
-- Edited by Rip and Rosie on Monday 4th of February 2013 09:47:15 AM
i would rather starve,but as ive gotten older i can handle it on crackers but never on bread.
however i do remember when my friend at school had left over roast vegies on bread at school
i turned to her and said what the heck is that, she replied, roast vegies on bread ,i said that is
disgusting so i got the sandwich smushed into my face, spent a while getting out baked pumpkin
from my eyelashes etc.
school hey no wonder i hated it, however a person below me has another story of school days
Like a chain saw that keeps the whole house at night awake but the person below me sleeps with a teddy bear whose name is.....
-- Edited by Boothie on Thursday 21st of February 2013 11:39:14 PM
Sally. She is a Salvation Army Teddy. I don't really sleep with her. She sits at the top of the bed and watches! The person below me watches.....what.
the sullivans dvd's.Got them from the relies for my birthday. i have looked to buy them for years and recently relies found them on the net. wackadoo. the person below me has a favourite old tv show they like to watch ......
At the knees lol
Mr glassies has the hots for bones out of the show bones :)
The person below me has a fancy too
"........thank you for being a friend, travel down the road and back again..........."
The person below has a "funeral" song , or maybe not.............................
Well , I don't have a funeral song because when the time comes and I get a tap on the shoulder , I'm not going .
I like it here .
For those out there that are happy to toss it in sometime , I have no doubt you will have some good music
in mind , such as . . . . . . . .
a lone bagpiper standing on green grass. the person below me hopes to live to?
Not like the person below me who hopes to.............
the main one will be i want to thank you by dido , whilst a windows media player runs through pictures
of my amazing wedding to my amazing man, and then family as well. :0
However im donating my body to science (heaven help them ) so not sure sounds like from what the solicitor
says, they take what they want and then the rest is up to whoever to cremate or bury,im not gettin buried
waste of space on our countries land i reckon.
However i have had a wondeful magical life ,the person below me wishes to state one of there most
favourite of all times that they remember of there lifetime.
I remember the feeling when, as a new "L" plater, when I let out the clutch for the first time, and the car moved forward.
Many years later, I remember that feeling again when, after much planning and anxiety, I stepped on the pedal and the caravan followed.
I felt so powerful and scared at the same time.
Rosie
As a young man living on a farm in the Western District,my method of transport was
by horse. I was full of pride and accomplishment when after much diligence and practice mastered what we
knew as the "Western Take Off" ( A methord of mounting the horse at speed with or without a saddle".)
Full of my own importance, I was running late for the school bus and decided a fancy dismount was required
unfortunately the horse had a different idea and pulled up suddenly and with no warning, leaving me wrapped upside
dcown around her neck looking up her nostrils. This occured as the school bus with many students aboard pulled up.
Much laughter occurred and a reduction of self importance to self . Not like the person below who.........
Kevin
.......wagged school as often as possible . Usually to go chasing rabbits or yabbying . Usually gave myself away though
because I often took my dogs or my .410 shotgun . Dad would see they were missing , and come looking .
Ah well . . . . the good old days . Plenty of others had experience of the good old days too as we will here from
the person below , who .............
...used to be the 'test dummy' for my sisters canoes that she made from bits of corrugated iron and wood. We were friends with 2 girls the same age as us, from up the road. So the older girls would make these canoes and we, the younger ones, would get into them in the creek and paddle for all our might before they sunk. The one we got the most distance out of was bogged up with Dad's blackjack....whatever that was....I didn't know, I was just the test dummy!
The person below me has a different tale to tell...
who was married with a family, we decided to go stay in this barn sort of makeshift thing that the cows used
to go into ,well we needed a door didnt we,so we decided we would borrow the shower curtain, when we woke
up in the morning the cows had chewed the shower curtain to pieces.
we got in a little bit of trouble for that one, however the person below me has a different kind of story.
So the poster below can tell us the one thing they shouldn't have done :)
However, I can tell you what I should have done..................... should have put the 12 volt power cord for the fridge someplace easier to find!
Last time we went away I couldn't find it anywhere. Tried all of my "safe" places, all of the places it "might have been".
It's not lost, I just haven't found it yet.
The person below also can't find something.....................................
Yep !!! The thing I keep close with all the moths in my wallet, the CREDIT CARD. Gone just when I needed it most.......Bugger !!
Unlike the person below me who hopes to find...
Michael & Rita
I would love to eat icecream on the beach but it usually melts and gets all sticky, the person below me wears pjs to the spermarket
...in my dreams. It would be very comfy to get around in PJ's all the time though. I often stay in them all day at home.
Hey! That gives me an idea. I'm already planning my 60th party next year when I haven't even reached 59 yet...a pajama party would be fun! My family has always done themed parties, but I don't think anyone's done a pajama party!
The next person has been to a fun theme party...
However, if you, Beth, are having a 60th birthday party, I'm there !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The person below is there too.....................................