YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT TILL ITS GONE...

(begun Thursday 21st June at 5.15pm)

Dumb luck it is, that keeps me going...

One of the pictures I took on Tuesday night, of the roadworks on the Freeway bridge? Well, Bingo! A beautiful clear shot of the active aerial on the Howard College Tower...*applauds itself...

So what? Every building on any sort of high ground, is now likely to be festooned with wireless aerials..*nods to the Rodent....

But this one is 'special' ....*beams..

For this one belongs to the Muni Data-Theft Project, and so far, is only activated when the chopper is aloft...(that's the little white chopper with royal blue trim)

A print then, to be proud of.....*smiles...

I got chatting while I was out this morning, and she told me that her in-laws lived over in Barnard Road the other side of the Freeway, in Mayville...

Only her father-in-law lives there now. Her MIL got dizzy in the house some time last year and keeled over dead...

Interesting? People pop off all the time, why try and make something out of it?

Well, Barnard Road is darned near the existing cellmast to begin with. I go and look in my diary and find an entry made in June 2006 remarking on the weird additional lights suddenly gone up all over the Senior Boys Hostel, which faces over to Rose Avenue and Barnard Road in Mayville.

So now, I have to try and remember to ask her exactly when the old lady fluffed it... if its after my diary entry, I figure I can add it to my personal Casualty list...

On which Cliffy's wife's name still sits for the moment...(more fishing needed there). But you add Gem Stokes heart attack (ultimately fatal), the 5 mini strokes her old man had, during 2005, Basil's two near misses in Nov/Dec 2005, and these are just the ones that I know about...

Is this pretty average for a small section of urban life? If I were to do a door-to-door over there in Mayville, would I find more sudden illnesses and deaths occurred after mid-2005?

Is there anyone at all on the Corrupt Team keeping stats? *looks at Allen Spence, Superintendent of Thievery via your Power Supply in Durban...

Not something you are interested in Al? Once it was established that nada, zip, zilch, can ever be proved? *cackles grimly....figgers ja...

Hopefully you have stopped sneering long enough, to realise that my intention never was to stop this so Honourable Country-wide Network from being set up.

My intention is to show that your choice of Operators was short-sighted in the extreme. To show that you willingly joined forces with elements you KNEW to have been flouting the law for years...*chokes with laughter...

To show that despite any amount of Spin Doctoring done, the fact remains, that here in Durban, Allen Spence has aligned himself with criminals in order to achieve his goals...*shrugs...

Now why does Dokter Sutcliffe's name pop into my pointed head at that exact moment...*chuckles.... Another of the same ilk ja....

And Collin ja? (aka Prakash Balliram aka Moodliar) Am I still your amusing monkey after all these years under your control? Or do I begin to feel like a stone around your neck, dear boy?

An irritation that just won't go away?

You Know the answer to this problem but prefer to carry on anyway?

Suit yourself young man....*shrugs...

One day you may well wish you had paid more attention to your little wife.... though for now, you still determinedly fly the MachoWankers pennant...*cackles...

In passing - the huge white light (much bigger and brighter than the standard streetlight just behind it), above the back door of 72 Michan Road? has possibly solved some of your problems?

I see the pretty bright sensor always on in their lounge window, has now been moved to a window on the left of the stairs...yes - I can still see it thanks...*laughing...

I figure I should pick up the ball that balances so neatly there smack dab on St. Theresa's Church, and run like hell with it....what say you?

Have you informed the RC Bishop of Natal (or whatever), that you utilise his Church itself? You were going to but forgot? Tsk Tsk.... maybe Missus Marie -Therese Naidoo knows the answer to this question? The lady in charge of administration over at the orphanage, remember? *grins....

Well, of course I shan't get involved once you've paid Basil, Sue and Penny the compensation you owe them... Why would I?

I have a few tests to arrange - a simple matter. After that? Someone out there may finally pay attention... but don't hold your breath as it all takes time and as you know I am somewhat restricted in my comings and goings.... *laughing....

Now Friday at 5.15am

Ahhh - the 'run no aerials' from the Ablution Block/Servants Quarters directive?

Sanctimonious hypocrasy pffff.... To compensate for this, the properties bordering the Playing Field, (Mary, Grindrod, Wragge and Michan Road) are all activated, when I look out at 4.15am this morning.

Some beauties among them eish....

I would hope there are no elderly people at No. 72 Michan Road..*shakes its head.... another light, just as amazingly fierce, is even nearer the field... the little bright orange light is now moved up into the top corner of the big window to the left of the stairs and new backdoor light... *grins...

It was at the Freeway end of Rose Avenue in Mayville years ago, that they put up those pretty white houses with green roofs? A sort of retirement village? Course that would've been even before they erected the cellmast ja...

Any fatalities over there during 2005? *laughing.... ja ja they are OLD people and going to die anyway so... anything less than an entire road of brain tumors doesnt count...?

I still sometimes wonder why the staunch Liz was moved out of the servant's room and now travels to work daily....

Did she begin to complain of dizziness? Teeth aching? Pressure in her ears? Cramp in her hands and legs?

Well did she? *snorts.... as if you would EVER admit it.....

And so she became 'pregnant' and had to leave for a while...*laughs... All of course, my usual speculation only, but certainly with enough determination, this could be verified...

This morning, on booting up, I realised the usual pins and needles that occur as soon as I so much as touch the mouse, are missing...WTF? My Master tends to muffle his remote's chirrup these days heh...but due to his proximity, it's pretty futile...*cackles....

The huge mound of earth left behind after the 'broken' water pipes were mended, outside Berts house, was removed as blogged...(see pics.)

On driving up the Crescent yesterday, I found a similar mess, now just up beyond Mr. Essay's house, where the 2nd 'break' occurred... Fascinating stuff....

What exactly is the importance of water in this Dangerous Game you play? *sigh...

Later at 7.35am:

I put the usual fowl food out on the bird tray much earlier and still no sign of the bees... strange, as they normally appear within seconds... too cold at last? They were going nuts during the morning yesterday... Between 50 and 60 of them all day... Even Flo remarked how odd that they were not interested in the fruit only the corn.

She suggested that we encourage them, but as they don't appear to have a queen, or hive nearby afaik, thats not something I would do... besides these are bees driven demented by the microwave emissions.... Flawed bees if you will *grins...

The big dull orange light is activated in the Church's porthole window facing Sabeeras house...*sigh..

Now 9.45am:

And yes - the bees eventually arrived, so it was probably just a bit too cold earlier...

I read with interest, this weeks issue of the Weekly Gazette. The article on Page 2, titled 'SAPS Get Tough on Drugs' refers...

While I heartily applaud the effort and time taken to achieve these 'busts', erm... I have no doubt that the Druglord residing comfortably in his castle at 734 Jan Smuts Highway, is totally unfazed by the SAPS zeal...*grins...

He answers to Koobair only and is as free as a bird to continue running his drug operations in Sherwood and Sydenham...

One hopes that he is duly grateful to Mr. Allen Spence for the massively helpful techno upgrade.... Barnabus' business will have benefitted massively from all the innovations tried and tested on this old toad...*laughs....

You do see why I find so much of this Game hilarious? Here you have a genuine geek, probably with an IQ of like 200, who somewhere along the way, lost the plot totally...

In a desperate effort to be 'one of the lads', he joined the "Lets slag off the Toad" Brigade and has ended up mingling happily with as big a bunch of criminals as you could ever find...*falls over laughing....

Ja, you may squirm and wriggle as long as you like Al, but you are hooked forever...

They can come knocking on your door 20 years down the line, to call in the chips...(assuming you survive the effects of your 'current' job)..*beams...

A friend tells me she saw Adrian Kingsley in Mayville last Sunday. According to her, he appears to be on his last legs...

Who supplies him so regularly with what he craves? How very handy it would be if he were to OD soon, taking the truth with him forever.... is that the idea? *hawks and spits.... wickedness abounds....

---oOo---

PS: It would appear that censorship is still alive and well on this PC. Depending on which picture I choose to display here on a blog, it all goes without a hitch. If my Master deems the picture remotely topical? Why, it simply refuses to work heheh....

Nothing has changed.....

Friday 22nd June 2007 at 2.47pm

PSS: A chopper has been over much lower than usual, three times this evening.... activating what?
There is indeed a great deal of pressure in the air.... and my ears whine if I swing my head from side to side....*chuckles..... The post over on myadsl in the Science forum on dangers of WiFi? very reassuring indeed if it were ONLY WiFi that is installed down here..... no - tis a mishmash of stuff they use and as such, pretty dodgy IMHO.....nite.....