Friday with a election tomorrow

Hello. It,s Friday and apparently there is a election in WA. tomorrow.

By all accounts could see Labor returned to power after 8 years and  consign Barnett and his ilk to oblivion with a record of doing ok when the miming boom was on but no strategy for when it finished.

Labor should win the lower house easily but the upper house will be interesting with the libs /Onenation loonies preference deal.

So but Sunday morning Malcolm will be on tv saying the election was fought on state issues nothing to do with his inept federal government and the msm will probably go along.

Bob would Bite Malcolm if he could

Bob Walk

So would these 2


Should be a happy night tomorrow. Enjoy the  victory




During the week there was a very interesting display of Photo,s from Bushfirebill and some discussion about what lenses were used and there respective merits. All over the top of my head but all very informative. It,s Friday so put up your favorite photos no matter what the subject .here are a few of mine taken with disposable cameras with some sort of film.

Bluey Takeoff


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The  addition to the rustic pool shack with Ned’s Hill in the background.


Beat them pics with your fancy 3’2 5″9 Lenses



Rage, rage …

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

This was not quite the threadstarter I had intended. However, when facts change …

Harry Leslie Smith wrote a book two years ago, and had this to say about it:

‘As one of the last remaining survivors of the Great Depression and the Second World War, I will not go gently into that good night. I want to tell you what the world looks like through my eyes, so that you can help change it…’

In November 2013, 91-year-old Yorkshireman, RAF veteran and ex-carpet salesman Harry Leslie Smith’s Guardian article – ‘This year, I will wear a poppy for the last time’ – was shared over 80,000 times on Facebook and started a huge debate about the state of society. Now he brings his unique perspective to bear on NHS cutbacks, benefits policy, political corruption, food poverty, the cost of education – and much more. From the deprivation of 1930s Barnsley and the terror of war to the creation of our welfare state, Harry has experienced how a great civilisation can rise from the rubble. But at the end of his life, he fears how easily it is being eroded. Harry’s Last Stand is a lyrical, searing modern invective that shows what the past can teach us, and how the future is ours for the taking.

I couldn’t agree more.

Harry’s Last Stand