I didn't love school, but I didn't hate it either.

But I'm looking forward to going to the 50th anniversary of my high school in October. I've been to a few school reunions etc over the years, and always enjoy catching up with people. In fact, at the last reunion 10 years ago, I found a long lost friend who I'd gone through school with, right from grade 3. And her birthday is close to mine, so we have a great friendship again.

The next person also found a long lost friend...

I am still kicking myself that I lost my Mum's blue stone ring. I was visiting my friend up north, and had bought a new handbag after the handle broke on mine. I switched everything over, and must have missed the two rings I had in a side zip. Then I through the handbag away! The other ring was lovely but didn't have the sentimental value of Mum's ring. That was a couple of years ago, and my sister only noticed recently that I hadn't been wearing it lately. So I had to confess.

The next person had to confess something too....

I replied to a post which asked for "survival" stories...it's since disappeared  oh well...carry on regardless I guess

By this time of life, survival stories are many, and I love stories about my survival !!!

In my early travelling days (40 years ago), I got on a prop aeroplane in Calcutta, destination Katmandu. The airline....(and I use the word loosely) was "Nepalese Airlines".

As we took off, the tail of the aircraft bumped so hard on the tarmac that we all flew out of our seats.....in retrospect,that turned out to be one of the better moments of the flight. The hostess, threw a stale sandwich at each of us and we were up and away. The Himalayas are such a beautiful sight....unless you're looking out and see your propeller slow down ...then stop. Not to panic...I knew they could keep in the air with one.....I looked out the other side just in time to see the other prop stop....and we started to plummet.....all virtually standing in our seats, and all silent....til and American at the front went......"Awwww Shiiiittttt!!!" Then we all panicked. We watched those propellers as the pilot time and again tried to start the engines......Third time lucky ...and we were then all lying down in our seats while the pilot tried to avoid the mountains by flying straight up.

We landed.....I could not walk....legs to jelly...ssooo true. Most of the passengers needed assistance...the result of sheer fright. Pilot whistling and swinging his briefcase....we heard later that getting a bit of a bump at take-off and turning engines off were just ways to economise on fuel........ 

Needless to say, nowadays I have to take lots of drugs to get me on a plane ....a totally rational fear I believe.......but the person below me has a totally irrational fear, that nobody understands..... 

Oh dear this is going to be a doozy, ive always said to people you know them old movies, like in a saloon bar
and you get the women that wear big busty dresses and lay across a piano singing in a deep sultry voice
or get up on the stage doing stuff like the can can lol (can you see me doing that beth ) heheheehehe

well im serious i swear i was in that era in my past life ,when ever i see a movie like that i just feel realy
weird and ive even had several readings and the reader has said to me in my past life i was a singer and i
can sing, i shook my head and said ummmmm not so sure i do sing to music and i love music all kinds but
my husband says dont give up your day job when i sing.

but yes i have been told in my past i was a singer but no more info as in what type.
perhaps next time i go to the reader in beerwah i shall ask her :)

however the person below me has a fear or survival story whatever comes first.

Oh you sexy thang Della! Yes, I can see you in that life.

I survived living with a Psychopath for 8 years, but you don't want to hear that survival story and I try to forget it ever happened.

So instead, I'll tell you a 'funny in hindsight' story. When the kids were little we were heading to NT to live for awhile,,,yeh, crazy,,,and we broke down in the middle of nowhere between Cloncurry and Mt Isa. (If you've heard this story before, forgive for repeating it.) No way out of it, but for hubby to hitch into the Isa to get a part...leaving me there with three kids on the side of the road! Petrified!

We survived that part. Hubby returned with a bloke in a F100 ute, who offered to tow us back to Cloncurry where it would be more suitable to do the fixit job. He had a too short tow rope, drove at 100kph, had a cattle dog running backwards and forwards across the front seat, and unbeknown to me, he was drunk!

We survived to tell the tale many times over.

The person below once lived in an interesting place....

My favourite beach to camp at is Chili Beach, not sure about that spellin on the east coast of Cape York. long white beach, not another soul around.

The next person has a secret camping spot...

   Not sure that it is a secret but one of the places we camped at and loved when the other half first retired was the national Park just near Seventy Seventy/Agnes Waters.  We stayed there for the better part of a week and barely saw anyone at all...just lovely.  What isn't lovely is that I can't remember the name of the national park!

   Now the person below has certainly gotten themselves in hot water because of a poor memory........

Here is a long winded story by Mr D, who forgot where he parked the 4WD in Fremantle a few months ago:

Hello..Mr D hereWhilst Dunmowin was in Brissy. I spent some time in perth and Fremantle. I was camped at Wattle Grove which is only 30 k,s from the city.

 I took the train into Perth City for a day of looking at old buildings, including the Perth Mint,(boring) and a waist of $10.. had a great Indian Curry for lunch, then looked at some more old buildings, then got the train back home.

      I also had two days in Fremantle, of which I spent the first morning at the Maritime museum. Fantastic, a visit I highly recommend. The first couple of hours was in the Owens Class Submarine, very interesting with a guide. Then the rest of the museum including the boat that won the Americas cup back in whenever it was. You know the one I meanBen Lexen designed it - the thing with the winged keel. 

     Then off I went in search of lunch, and found a nice looking seafood shop, got take away fish/calamari with chips then headed outside and got attacked  by the sea gulls, and I mean attacked, the sods were quite confronting, and even managed to take some of my Calamari out of the box.

 Next was a little walking in around the shopping precinct and found the Little Creatures Brewery, so put my name down for the Brewery tour followed by tasting of the 8 beers they produce. The Brewery is a little alternative, I would have thought it would be quite at home in Byron Bay, anyway  the guide was a nice young lady by the name of Flower, or something like that, she wore a long see-through dressLeopard skin nickers and a pair of work boots. Thats all. Like I said (Byron Bay) After the tasting that took almost an hour, I thought I had better walk it off.

So I went and saw some more old buildings.

When I had enough of that I found the car and headed home. On the way home found a butchers shop and got a nice piece of steak at $34 a kilo for dinner (dont tell Dunmowin).

The next visit to Fremantle I had no set itinerary, I just drove around the city for half hour then went into a car park that had an hour rate of $4.50 or $11 for 10 hours. I chose the 10 hours.  I then went for a walk to see what there was in the area of Fremantle city and it really is very pretty, trendy, and has lots of old buildings.

I walked around for a couple of hours then decided to have foot long sub for lunch(Nice) and only $7.

Then I thought to myself ..bugger I wonder where the car isSo I walked around some more trying to find itI got a map of the city that really isnt very big, and had a look at to which car park I might have parked in, only to find that there is 15 of them all located around the outskirts of the citySo I walked some more mentally marking  them off as I didnt have a pen.. as  I found them without my car.. After quite a while I got fed up of walking, so asked a (BLUE) bus driver if he had seen itafter a laugh with him he said hop on and we shall go for a drive. I explained to him that it was near a high stone wall. He decided it must be the Jail. We got to the jail and it was not there. So he suggested that I try the (RED) bus and pointed me in the directionWhen the (RED) bus came along I explained my predicaments to the driver and she said hop on we go for a drive I think you might be at the Railway stationWhy I was on the bus I rang Dunmowin (in Brisbane) to ask her if she knew where our car was, but she was busy and said she would ring back in 5 minutes..then  prestothere it was at the Rail station....So I went to the car, got a pen and put a big (X) on the mapAfter all that  I went to the Little Creatures brewery for a beer. Was on my second pint. And Dunmowin still hadnt rang. So I thought I better go home,  I walked back to the car, I was in heavy traffic when  Dunmowin decided to ring. I didnt  answer it.That night I cooked Liver and Bacon for dinner, nice

SoWhilst in Perth and Fremantle. I walked a lot.saw lots of old buildings.and ate a lot of nice food.  lost the car.. walked some more and had a bus rideFound the carA great week       

The new van hasn't arrived from the manufacturer yet  as promised  so the person below me will.........

...will just have to cool my heels and wait a bit longer before I'm well enough to go anywhere.

But the next person is so well....

so well because they have just spent a week soaking up the sunshine at Lucky Bay, Cape Le Grande NP.  We did not catch any fish, but the next person caught.....

.....saw a some people camped on the beach and nude bathing which they found very........

interesting as he was disguised as a fisherman with a funny green hat,,,, but the person next to me thought,,,

Duh the crafy alien who reinvented himself as Grey Nomad,,, AND HE'S AMONGST US,,,  we should,,,,,

his day of reckoning when we take his wardrobe,,, and send him back to the beach he was at,, at 1026PM last night ,,,,,,lol,,,,, then we,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

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that he transformed  into a western cowboy disguise with a brown hat AND LASSOooooooo and they were then really worried because he stared intently and then they knew he was,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

an alien, and he turned to the next person and turned them into ...

...a grey nomad. A happy creature which travels the earth for the pure pleasure of it. They stop their travels mid afternoon and settle down for refreshments and...