Tuesday, September 16, 2008

A GLASS ON THE WALL.....
(begun Monday 15th September at 6.15pm....)
I was typing out the previous blog at lunchtime, when I called out to the GameWrecker that I smelled a fire..... He confirmed that the grass and bush across under the gumtrees was ablaze...
I guess the dude who came in with his backpack and tent a couple of days ago, was merely waiting for the most suitable weather conditions before putting a match to the undergrowth....*shrugs..
Sister Stephen said they had eventually called out the fire-brigade, as the howling South Wester was blowing enormous clouds of smoke straight into the convent. Check out the nifty Fire-truck here....
Good lads, though way too late, they managed to kill it quite soon after they got here. If it was deliberate, it certainly was successful...*snorts...
The Fire truck came belting up the Crescent shortly afterwards, and didn't at first see me standing in the garage... They swung right onto the pavement above the fire hydrant before someone must have spotted me, and they careered back onto the road and headed up looking for the next hydrant...*cackles..
We have a history if you recall.... Way back when I was allowed to take pictures of the smiling crew uncapping the hydrant, to allow thousands of litres of water to pour down the road? *grins... Back then they clearly had their orders and didn't have a clue about the pokey-nosed old toad and her blog..
Now they are fully briefed, and apart from that small lapse today, recovered to escape before I could get anything other than a snap of their rear end heading up round the corner...*roffels loudly...
Turns out Chi's mission in the valley this morning, couldn't have been much fun...
He pitched up for his supper tonight and the GameWrecker discovered the cat had opened up the inside of his back leg. Looks like razor wire IMO, so he is spending the night at the vet's to have stitches, poor sod.... *grim...
Judging from the scratches covering him, I guess he is already harbouring Feline Aids, and the stress of staying over at the vet's may have ultimately sad consequences...*shrugs... Sort of a Catch-22 situation that one has to face realistically....
About 4.00pm I came round the side of the house to see a guy had climbed up on the Playing Field wall and was watching the house with great interest... As soon as he realised I'd seen him, he ducked down and vanished...*interesting..
I see a child's slide has been pushed up against the steel palisade fencing, and I had watched on Friday as two small boys in school uniform, had jumped over into the valley with relative ease via the slide.... So much for the megabucks spent on that security fencing...*grins..
Later 9.00pm Monday
It was a pleasant enough CPF Meeting this evening.. Way too much info to get my pointed head around, and I will have to do the rewind and replay thing repeatedly to make sense of anything....*dizzy...
For what it is worth, my immediate reaction to the news of the enquiry is one of disbelief.... Even an hour later, this hasn't changed..... I don't have today's Daily News and quite possibly this is a good thing...*laughing..
How are the Listener's feeling at this hour? Trying to sift through all the audio monitored records, playing back and figuring out who said what?
You betcha! *falls over laughing...
How do you decide which is more important? A private conversation going on inside the Meeting room afterwards, or the really juicy stuff being discussed outside the Hall? Decisions, decisions....*choking...
Can the conversations be monitored separately and played back individually? *really interested.... I'm betting that along with the cabling being pushed through water pipes and sewage lines, the eavesdropping option too, needs a good bit more REFINING! *collapses laughing...
Ag, never mind that now - you've just got yourselves a whole bunch more people you need to pay closer attention to.....
My guess would be that the Rotten Apples have gotten fully into the habit of feeling omnipotent. Justifiably so with their contacts including Selebi, The Shaikboyz and Government officials.... *sighs..
Schabir will soon be released and make an amazingly swift recovery...*grins... Zuma cannot see that he was ill-advised before, and will continue to be ill-advised in the future...*snorts..
These High-rollers are as much puppets of the Beast as we are...*nods...
Having read yesterday's Mercury on the two suspects in the Sham murder case being killed by the cops, it now most certainly appears to be a cover-up. Why would they insist there had been FOUR intruders from the outset, when now, it is alleged that only the two the SAP have killed were involved? Another shocking crime that will go unsolved....*shrugs..
Tuesday 16th September at 3.50am
I was amused to see my Master had pulled in quite some time after I got home last night....
I stand by my guess that there was a problem deciding which monitored conversation to listen to first....*laughing..
Was I a hands-down winner? If so, you may have missed several other very interesting discussions underway. I caught bits of matters being quietly discussed that I'm fairly certain the Monitors on the Hill could not have heard....*winks...
Are International Law Officers following the latest developments closely? It is fairly amusing to think they are relying on characters like the Captain of Courage to fill them in...*beams..
My claims going right back to the SBV Heist have been laughed off as rubbish since day one. A foolish mistake...*cackles.. Are you listening now?
Later
You can almost feel how hard Captain Courageous tries to be silent as he enters the TV wall socket...*laughs... Why he bothers after all this time is beyond me... What I do know, is that it is pretty darn impossible to do quietly.
He came on in with one meek little whack at about 4.10am.
When we went up to the midlands last Thursday, we travelled at times on the old road. We crossed rivers several times and on at least three separate occasions one could see what appeared to be fat plastic pipes yellow and black, draped carelessly on the banks and in the water itself....*gags..
Does young Baron Frankson seriously think he will get any information of worth from Basil's Bradley? He will get far less than my own dear Master, who now listens avidly to the private conversations at No. 4....*nauseated...
I am curious to know whether it is Baron himself that visits the Pool Hall up the way, to supply his customers... It would IMO be unusual for the source itself to dirty it's hands.... Basil tells me that yes, they too have on occasions heard loud whacks in their electrical assets though for the most part they come from the direction of their DSTV dish right ouside the lounge...
If Colin Balliram is currently the Cream of the Eavesdropping Crop, it would appear that the average Joe is after all, in with a chance...*shrieks..
My Master cannot go about his nefarious business silently.... Whether due to his constantly simmering rage (in my case), or just downright carelessness - it IS possible to hear the arrival of an unwanted visitor in your system...*shrugs..
Natural sounds of overnight expansion and contraction SE VOET! *keels over..
A myriad birds have struck up their calls in the pre-dawn light and it promises to be another perfect day here in the Valley of the Zone...
The GameWrecker pulled up yesterday's Daily News Page 3 on the investigation and enquiry into the alleged sexual misconduct of an Ethikwini Station Commander .... I read it.
der Kommissar is untouchable. These charges are as flies on an elephant's arse...*grins... As interesting as it is to speculate were it hypothetically true, how for instance the Chicken King would explain this to the Sweeper.
As der Kommissar's Outright Flavour of the Decade, Colin Balliram would be fully aware of these behind the scenes goings on... I can't help but be more interested in Missus C's reaction to this hypothetical situation than anything else...*eyes bolting..
Surely with the wonderfully close bond the Courageous Couple share, Bali would have mentioned these episodes to his Better Half? She didn't know? *astonished... More lies from the journo then? If the story, wild as it is, were true - der Kommissar would have had ample warning and time to put damage control in place ...
It all sounds marvellously, if not nauseatingly, theatrical....*winks..
Another failed attempt to sully the name of Selebi's best soldier in the field as it were? Pfft..
Investigation? Enquiries? Don't give me that rubbish...*looks at Manuel...
I drove along Cullingworth road this morning to find that since yesterday's blog, two tiny sprinklers have been placed on either side of the pseudo-hydrant in an ostentatious attempt to mask the constantly leaking water....*roffels..
What a pleasure to find so many read my words here...*claps...
I see Kitt iii is back on the driveway. Wassup Bubba? Off to the greens in the Beemer or lurking in der Bunker eavesdropping?
It may well take one to know one, but the term Nasty Piece of Work springs to mind...
Onward and upward forever...Peace...

PS: My Master is home after all, and clearly was expecting this blog....*laughing... I published at 1.41pm and went directly to efnet only to find No Match Found. Hooray! Jubilation..... For his refusal to allow me in to efnet clearly denotes an unease at my latest blog's content... Does he wish to alter it in any way before it is seen publicly? You betcha again ! *roffels....
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Tuesday 16th September 2008 at 1.33pm.