LET'S SAY IT WAS THE MOONLIGHT....
I'm trying to figure it out..... Some wild guessing follows.....
Was Charles at No. 7 invited to join the massive Wireless Data-Theft Scheme?
I never could work out why he was so swiftly and suddenly put on Tafta's Board of Directors after only just moving in and being so young... a sweetener?
Brian Osborne, now pensioned Muni Electricity Dept. employee and what else I don't care to think, is heavily involved, and bullied all the Moth Cottage residents into clearing their gardens for Line of Sight to the Convent.
So did Brian think it was a good idea to get No. 7 fully on board as the site there on the hill is perfect?
I remember speaking to Renette and the two boys at No. 7 about the huge amounts of EMF in the air here.....*wonders...
Did she then speak to Charles and ask what on earth was going on? Is that why she took the boys and did a runner to Witbank?
Fortunately for Osborne, at about that time Gem at No. 9 upped and had a fatal heart attack (which I would dearly love to pin on you lot but cant).
So - with Gem dead and Gill and the old man going to move out of No. 9, Charles was pretty much off the hook and Ren and the kids could move back?
How on earth was she persuaded that it was safe for the boys?
Was it decided that No. 9 would do instead and Bert was installed? Again, all speculation but what fun if I'm right....
The Powersaw screamed for the better part of the day today hacking away years of growth up at Bert's.
Have the Goodalls met my Captain Courageous yet?
Imagine if Bert witnessed the noisy domestic on Bali's verge and then discovered later that this young man is actually in charge of the electricity here in the Crescent? He knows already? He missed the para? *laughing....
If he doesnt, he certainly won't find out from me, as the Gossip Shop shut down the evening der Kommissar said so gaily that gossiping was back in fashion and the thing to do....
What a wake-up call that was. I had ignored Frank Dutton's advice to zip it when talking on the phone (ex Head of the Scorpions) quite happily, but coming from der Kommissar himself made all the difference in the world....*cackles....
No more freebies I'm afraid.... you may have only what I choose to let you hear now....*beams...
The chopper nipped smartly across the valley at 2.15pm today and one of the lights on its left side flashed at.....?
Fred's white box adjusted yesterday? *grins.... ah yes..just a quick job to link it back up after the changes were made to it...(see previous blog). It headed off over the convent and didn't reappear.
BTW, I did go out last night and check to see if Fred's newly adjusted box was alive but saw nada. Maybe after the chopper's tidy little flyby this afternoon it will have woken up? Will advise....
I tried logging on after 11.00am to sort out a mail for my kid. Bullyboy however had other ideas and gave us an Error 718 and no connection...*smiles... a wee willywaving exercise that is wasted on me poor boy.....
Just for a laugh I'm going to jot down every time we are refused a connection and the lame excuses that we are given and will add them here for Bali's groupies to admire...*grins...
Has the Captain not run out of adjectives and expletives to describe this toad yet?
Liar, mental, crazy, loony etc...? Hmm.. well if you have been paying attention from the getgo you may hopefully by now have got the old grey matter into gear and be thinking for yourself?...*eyebrows UP...
The old white plastic chair placed so carefully below the bottom wall of the Senior Boys Hostel ? A Line of Sight aid for the older Players or a delicious red herring?....*smiles...
I recall Gavion Mannion's comment that he is glad he is not my neighbour and I have to smile... I consider myself fortunate to have such a wide spectrum of good neighbours...
Even those who have been blindsided by the Golden Carrot are for the most part, really good people...
I took myself out onto the front lawn this evening at 6.30pm to find a veritable fairyland of lights... the Wragge, Michan Road area is ablaze with every colour light you can imagine.
Tis small wonder that the Devoted Friend of the Corrupt, Mike Sutcliffe, has raised the rates so astronomically...*hawks....
Both the orphanage and the Senior Boys are decked out in their best techno-finery. Rest assured that all over Durban and surrounds, water is being deliberately run off as a small token to placate the very few involved who consider toxic fall-out a problem...*cackles....
the beginning of the end ja.....
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Wednesday 9th May 2007 at 7.39pm
