The busyness is passed for now and its Jim’s 27th birthday. He’s in Armidale and has just built a pickup for his guitar and now he can use the Behringer thing that we gave him for his birthday. I don’t understand it but Izzy says its quite a feat.
Jim said the Gas had run out for their heater and the Gas People said they would deliver some ” next week “. Thats 21st century in Armidale. HIs phone line is repaired after 2 weeks . Country energy cut through it – apparently.
Its not so cold here in Bilambil. Sun is shining and birds are singing etcetera ,etcetera . I do not at this time have anything I want to write about. Yesterday went to Burleigh Heads. Disappointed is an apt word. The Gold Coast shivers my spine with disappointment almost every time.
I liked Lennox Head. Even in forgetting the mobile modem for the laptop – even in flooding rains – I liked Lennox Head. Bell lives in Lennox Head. Not that I saw her but I could see why one would. Easy walking and easy doing. Even with the Pub packed with Footie Fanatics and over boisterous “had too much to drink” at 9.30pm crowds which sent me home before the HILLBILLY BLUES BANDITS even began to play – I liked it. Sandy footpaths. Flat streets. Down a couple of blocks at Lake Ainsworth, the picnic tables were floating in ti-tree water. That was imnpressive. We ate at Mavis’ Health Food Cafe and then later that night at the Mexican Pancho Villa’s.
We then make a Maccing big mistake and head for Bundall. What sort of place calls its suburbs names like BUNDALL and GAVEN ? Andrews ? Names its sporting grounds PIZZEY and SKILLED Parks. And has toilets such as I have only seen once in Redfern Park.
Compare these Loos. One is Murwillumbah and one is Burleigh Heads. I ask you.
The Exojet missile one is Burleigh Heads. Welcome to you all, Tourists. 2 single loos in the streets of Burleigh. Ahead of their time and hopefully their time never will come. I have dim childhood memories of toilets where Assistants charged a penny. Seemed to work well. Now we have the self-opening toilet with ejecting seat after 10 minutes. Totally graffiti-ed inside. As well as being wet with slime and filth as a result of the self-cleaning when unoccupied system. Now theres another idea ahead of anyones time. I couldn’t find the toilet paper. Silly me – Izzy found it in his Exojet missile. Theres a pushbutton for the loo paper. A push button for the Flush. I didn’t find that either so if you were the one who entered the capsule after me I do apologise. A pushbutton to enter and another to exit.
Somehow the graffiti artists havent been out manipulated by this advanced technology and after many years’ experience with the Skilled us of hard drugs – I don’t imagine they are going to be out manouevred either . The only people being cunningly distressed by the Burleigh Loos seem to be ME and other non syring or marker pen carrying people with full bowels and bladders. Well done Gold Coast. Should bring the Tourists flocking.
This is the Murwillumabh Loo. Perhaps the Dingo effect prevents the wild graffit-ing. This toilet is on a park known for homelessness and kids on the loose but it still has a friendliness to it and hasn’t been destroyed. No door suddenly opens after 10 minutes in case you’re not a Fast Hit Drug Addict. Generally kind of clean. At least not Sloshing in slime like the Exojet. This is a real Awl Obda Aebrae Tangs day for me. Seething resentments at the world which don’t go the way I would like it to. So Do divide anything I write by 100 and leave it for some other sunny day.
Because then we come home to Bilambil. And the Moon comes up Scorpio Full over the ocean and the Creek sits down the bottom below the 300 avocados and Autumn is perfect and sweet again. Two parcels waited for Iz on the doorstep. Kitchen goods from my kids. To go with the chopping Board and the Braithwaite Clan is astonished that it has pulled off a perfect gift giving occasion. Synchronised gift giving. Well done to all of us.