REDGUM TOP for the Open fire place

Well the pergola inprove apace..its crackin along to be honest, but jesus..its also busting my balls.

We finished off the top to the fire place, its slabs of redgum wood which has been poiled with my home brew. Thats Boiled Linseed Oil , mixed with some Mineral turps..fkn nice and does not cost an arm and a leg. Then I put an Estapol Gloss over the top, it still needs about another 4 coats, but a GLASS finish is not what we want. Complete the top for the right side planter box, scrubbed down and washed the deck in prep for OIL on it tomorrow as well.

Now for a few beers…more.

have a cracker Aussie day all.

Interesting start to the new year yesterday!

So how did it start, well, it started by the main computer getting a really funky pattern happening on the screen and then the screen died….  YEP! FKN DEAD, but not the screen itself, we checked that out…the GRAPHICS FKN CARD!.

As most will know, I do not do well the art of FIXING computers, last time was pliers, tin snips and brute force..the puter never worked again and its really a fkn wonder the hard drive did either. But 300 bucks later I have a new BIG ARSE, compared to the old one graphiocs card, its got TWO FKN FANS ffsakes and its installed. BUT IT STILL WILL NOT FUCKING WELL WORK!, so its off to the puter man.

But wait, there is more, Misses H goes down to the shop in the car, buys bread roles for lunch and comes back out and the car will not go. Thats NOT go in the sense that it starts and then cuts out. So I am in the middle of sanding plaster on the pergola wall and finally hear the home telephone…..why the home phone you ask..well Mrs H went to the shop without her mobile….ooooops.

So down we go, do all the tests and still have no fucking idea what the drama is really, I suspect its the fuel pump in the tank but we cannot be certain, so lets call the RACV..YEP, an hour later he arrives and does exactly what I did and says….NFI!, would you like a tow.

well DER! how the fk else we gunna get the fkn thing home, its at this point that it is explaioned that as part of our membership they will tow the car to the nearest DEPOT, which is across town, about 10 K, but will NOT tow the car to our house which is TWO..yes…2 FUCKING KILOMETERS UP THE ROAD, BUT, for $4.00 per kilometer the tow truck driver will. OKAY I says, lets do it. Then when the tow truck arrives home with the car, I get given a BILL for 88.00 fucking dollars and proceed to go fkn ballistic!…RACV ROGUE FKN CNTS!.. did mention the min call charge for tow truck either….

As we have the house and all the cars insured with them, I think Monday we will have a really interesting conversation!…but wait, there is still more.

Having unloaded the car, I ventured back into the yard to continue with creating fine white powder by means of SANDING FUCKING PLASTER AGIN AND BLOODY WELL AGAIN, but this got a mite BORING. I figured some tunes would be good, so the Technics stero which I have had for some time and cost a few bucks at the time, that was moved from the shed to the pergola was turned on.

guess what…the fucking stereo is now broken as well. THATS THREE!.

The computer

The car

The stereo

near as I can figure about 2 grands worth in ONE GOD DAM DAY!

 

OH and here is a gracious GOD snoozing after much drink and food chrissy day. FK I REALLY AM A GOD HEY!

4 MONTHS…FK ME!

okay, yeah yeah, been away etc etc. Seeings as this day today, well for some of us anyways, is the LAST day of what can only be described as a REALLY FKN FKD YEAR, I thought we might post.

To be honest, given how work was etc, I just could not be fkd, didnt have the mental energy for it. About the only thing we did do was the odd burst of twitter, some blogs ( others) very very occasionally and wander in at the burger and blunty.

Poor form some might say, for the vast majority i would venture….THATS LIFE.

I’m not gunna go nuts with details, but I am glad I went to a Lawyer early. YES..I RESIGNED!

BOYLAN..It cost me $400 bucks an HOUR!….. for the Lawyers.  YOUR SHOUT…ALWAYS!..lol, but thats cool, all is good.

But here is an example of what the BODY was doing.

Heart burn, indegestion or reflux, fk knows really, it feels life about a barrel of acid is making its way up your throat , this has taken place nightly for about the last 2 months almost, less so before that. But 12 months ago….FKN NEVER!.

I finished up work on the 20th of December, the last time i suffered these symptoms was two days after that. SINCE THEN…NIL..NONE..FKN NADA.  Sometimes its the environment! and its NOT worth your health in the long term.

JB Mentioned his toe..yeah, I kicked a chair about three weeks ago, it took two weeks to walk normal, pain killers for the last game of cricket and it was fkn purple….FK THEY HURST and send ya balance up the shit!….WITH YA JB…No sympathy of course…but yeah!..lol.

Missed on going to HTBAM…thats when work went into the shitter, FUCKING SHATTERED I MISSED THAT…realy!!! and all the other gatherings etc..heads been everywhere.

Have three gigs on the go….possibles that is, that we have made it through to the last group. One is a FIFO arrangement in QLD, 3 weeks on  3 weeks off!..on a Defence Contract…WOULD BE FKN WICKED!..fingers crossed.

I know that Mrs H and the boys have had it a might tuff lately, troopers the lot of’em so we have some ground to make up there. But generally, we are a FUCKING LOT MORE FUCKING RELAXED THAN WE HAVE BEEN IN 12 months…waaaaay more, shed has been re tidied again!!! and gym set back up, this GUT I have has to fkn go. So Monday we will kick off the regeim again too.

Have a great NEW YEARS EVE ALL!.

May this one will be vastly fkn superior to the last fkr!…IT BETTER!

OH and we are still off the GASPERS…FKN WICKED as far as I am concerned.!

H OUT!

B & S Ball

Well, the eldest and six of his mates have departed to head up home, home being HORSHAM in the Wimmera Region of Victoria. Well, I guess having given them a couple of emergency contact telephone numbers and advice on DRINKING and DRIVING, skippy they may encounter….its about all a parent can do at this stage…..I hope he, his mates and my UTE return-in one fucking piece………

The Senior of the HAVOCK Juniors

YES..its happened, somewhat latter than he would have liked, owing to new rules and Hours of training required, plus, I was not going to allow him on the road until such time as he could ACTUALLY FUCKING DRIVE and CONTROL a CAR!.

 

Havock junior, the senior of our two boys is fully Licensed…and on the road..watch out!

FKN BANZAI..>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, i’ll not go running into a dark corner all by myself just YET! but having spent some considerable money with our TLESA TELSO tonight on the telephone to Mrs H in UNZUD and having now booked a flight over there in a weeks time, I have a feeling that certain issues have been resolved, issues still to be resolved have been aired and we are still speaking with each other. Actually, the egenral terms of conversation have improved markedly I must say, all in all, one would suggest with a very favourable breeze that the boast has taken a tiurn for the better. Not coming home with a wet sail…just yet..but soon I woulod wager, a definite far cry from the doldrums we were wallowing i not that lomng ago I might add, a few beers makes for a fkn great difference as well.

 

H OUT..its fkn bed time!

HAVOCK’s world, kinda fkn rough lately

HAVOCK’s world, kinda fkn rough lately. And I am a believer in the simple. This has resulted in a few things being timed badly and fucking shazam!…Nuclear fallout.

Mrs H is in NZED at the Mo..minus me, seems she tried to book a surprise holiday thru my boss that went rather pear shaped, thus, she deferred my booking until later in the year and kept hers.

Now the fact that the bookings were for New Zealand was problem number one. Given we have been there rather frequently and herself..towce in the last 8 months, I DID NOT WANT A FUCKING HOLIDAY THERE YET…NOT THSI ONE ANYWAYS and that was made clear, but still, she went ahead and booked.

Then there is the issue of TWO smokers giving up in the same house at the same time.

Add to this a work load that with the run up to end of financial year and being managed bu a business that outta know better but works like a tin pot busted arse fkn muppet driven ensemble and you add another layer of shit!

SO, summary.

Two ex smokers ( giving up ) one of which is on MEDS..or was.

A holiday to where I did not want to go

Booked for the wrong time of year

Work out the arse

Bad temnpered

The EMPTY NESTERS kinda shit starting to fucking wander in which I THOUGHT I WAS ON TOP OF!…mmm maybe not quite on top of.

AND POOF!…shit hits the fan, H cracks the shits, words get said and before you know it, you mind is starting to think thoughts like….SEPERATION!…YEAH..separation. really big, its even scarier when you break it down and are sufficiently angry that it doesn’t seem that big, in fact, given the ages of the kids and the …general structure its not that hard to do at all.

So we backed off, well as much as I could, pretty much shut down the blogging, closed off twitter almost and put the head down and arse up, especially with work, we are not in danger of being shot there, there is more danger of me telling some fk tard to shove it up their arse to be honest. Billion dollar turnover business with system that are FUCKED…I STILL SHAKE MY HEAD. Anyways, the Boss lady is in New Zealand and maybe that a good thing, she is over there for three weeks, her mums coming down to help with the boys and getting them too and from school etc. Seems she worked out that me working  means I cannot always do that kinda stuff…..DERRRRRRR!

Today I found out the youngest has work exp in a fortnight…thats not organised..FUCKING GREAT!, that lands in the middle of the week in which I had planned to make an  unschjeduled trip to UNZED for 4-5 days and surprise the boss lad, spend some time along and get the gig back on track properly. Seems that might not happen, but we aint dead yet.

I will say though, that for a period of about two weeks, it looked kinda bleak, not so much now. And the crazy part! all this was on the back of a fucking excellent weekend away in QLD catching up with Burgers and eating and drinking. Weird shit can happen and happen fast IMHO.

Vic Roads and the Muppets within!

Vic Roads and the Muppets within!

 

Last Tuesday the  24^th  May at 3.30 pm the following took place.

Whilst driving my car west, out of Melbourne on the west gate freeway toward the Westgate Bridge, I noticed that the traffic was exceptionally heavy for that time of day. I couldn’t understand why, at that time of day and immediately suspected that a breakdown or accident might be involved, that, or once again they had road works taking place.

I had jumped onto the freeway at the old WTC entrance and some 30 minutes later, I had come to be beside the cause of all the dramas. There, parked on top of the west gate bridge in the outer lane was a broken down Toyota Celica, actually, I had a flat front tyre and the lady was still inside the car.

Park right behind the broken down car was one of those rather large Vic Road emergency response / breakdown vans, and there, sitting quite comfortably in his driver seat was the operator of the van, all warm and cosy in his vehicle, lights flashing and the arrow directing traffic into the other lanes.

Now I was rather surprised that he was not attempting to change the tyres on the car for the lady, I mean, this could quite easily have been accomplished by parking his van over about another meter or two, I mean, its not like it would have made much difference to the already exceedingly crappy state of the traffic now is it. That would have protected both him and the other car, whilst he helped her on her way.

I decided to contact Vic roads and after having established contact with a young lady there was TOLD that no managers were available to speak with me as they were all OUT ON THE ROAD!

If you had seen my face, she was a lucky lady, I informed her I was not stupid and that there was not a snowflakes chance in hell that ALL THE VIC ROADS MANAGERS WOULD BE OUT ON THE ROAD AND TO GET ME SOMEBODY IN CHARGE!..by this time, I had indeed raised my voice and was about ready to verbally slap her to death.

I was transferred to some sort of operational control room and then managed to speak with a gentleman who was well aware what was going on.

After asking him why the VAN driver had not changed the tyre and if indeed it was as simple as a flat tyre, to which I was told yes, he then gave me the following explanation.

The VAN ( Vic Roads), had arrived shortly after the noticed that the young lady had stopped on the top of the Bridge ( westgate) with the flat.

The VAN driver ( Vic Roads Road service and EMERGENCY BBREAKDOWN TECHNICIAN) checked, conformed and then called the RACV. As they would only be about 10 minutes and…..WAIT FOR IT PEOPLE..AND because the car was on a slight angle with the bridge and he felt it might fall off the jack. They thought the risk was best placed onto the RACV.

Well. The RACV didn’t arrive in 15 minutes, the tech, who happens to be trained and giess what..ITS HIS FUCKING JOB, chose to sit on his fat arse in the van, fuck up all the afternoon traffic existing from the Melbourne CBD all because the CAR was on an Angle and he didn’t feel like changing a tyre.

THATS IT!

That’s why folks we have mega expensive VAN, with all manner of breakdown and emergency gear in it, A very highly trained technician I have no doubt, but one, WHO is a lazy as FK and would rather fuck up thousands of Melbournians rather than GET off his arse, or in this case, OUT of his van and DO SOME FUCKING WORK!.

And now I notice, that Vic Roads is being slapped by an independany audit, they cannot organise a piss up in a brewery, lets remember, these are the people who Project Manage ( what I do for a living BTW), the install of those safety wire rope rails, only to rip out great sections later on, as they are NOW widening the road. DERRRR, how about waiting until the road is widened…THEN in stall the barriers…BUT NO!…NO!…its better to WASTE taxpayers money.

Dick heads..populated with DICKHEADS

week 4 of Kicking the smoke habit

Rightyo! we are now into week four of kicking the gaspers, yeah baby….smoke free, but I will wind the clock back a bit first.

I mentioned in the last post that at day 8 we were ready or I should say, the booklet says, GO SMOKE FREE ON DAY 9. Well day 9 came and fkn went and we had about three gaspers I think. I grabbed the instruction fkn leaflet and re read it…OH!, It says, you should stop smoking somewhere between day 9 and day 14. DEEEEER!

So we soldiered on, it turned out that by day 14, I did not want a smoke, fkn things tasted like shit, stunk, burnt and christ knows what else…but still on the drus, still couging shit up as well.

I had to venture to the doctors, turned out we had a MILD infliction of Bronchitis, got some drugs and been fighting the fucking thing ever since. BUT WE ARE WINNING.

So its two weeks now, smoke free, jesus can we smell stuff!, fkn amazing I must say. Rather gald I made the descision, glad also we did it in a structured fashion too..OH and BTW, we have jumped to 72.2 kilos…FAAAAAAARK!. Not surprised really as we have been eating like a horse, thats in part because Nicotine is a hunger suppressant and its now gone, but also, because we keept the hands busy by eating. Thats kinda dangerous I think, but the munching has slowed, GYM WORK is about to start.

Heres a tip, try eating RADISHES and then see if you can smoke a gasper….FKN NO WAY!

Noticed the breathing is much better, coughs almost gone, foods fkn wicked and lots of other stuff, I still get the odd little niggle for a smoke, but I know they taste like shit and the key is lasting the 30 seconds or so and then the craving is GONSKI!

Here’s the other beauty, not sure if its that smart, but I kept a half packet in the glove box, its amazing how little I think about them being there, and not always do I remember when I get the little cravings either. Guess if we were desperate etc…THEY WOULD BE REMEMBERED.

So we see the Doc tomorrow night for the next course of champix, might have a word to him about getting some fucking sleep as well, that’s proving to be the biggest killer…ALMOST Literally, as we do a lot of driving, having a nap behind the wheel is NOT ON THE TO DO LIST!

SO..onwards and fkn upward I say!…can’t wait to stop the drugs, stop the antibiotics and HAVE A FUCKING BEER AS WELL!.

OH and its funny too, I’ve gone from about 12 cups of Coffee per day..DOWN TO about 2

H OUT!

GASPER PROGRESS Day 8

So we’ve now reached day 8 in the kick the fags ( think smokes ya muppets) quest, I figured I might put down some findings along the way because ya never know, some poor bastard might read it and find something useful.

I’ll kick off with the CHAMPIX , if you read the pack or even worse, check them out on-line, they have the potential to do all sorts of harm, right up to including suicidal thoughts and very nasty dreams…..so we are told…..or not told! Rather than babble, heres what hit us or fk, whatever you want to call it!.

I crash about 10-11pm most nights now and are VERY FKN DOZEY, we sleep for a good 4-5 hours then its wakeup time every fkn hour.

Dry sore throat

Cough..well thats come on in the last two days or so..I’m thinking its a COLD..nothing to do with the CHAMPIX although they do mention it may generate a sore throat and perhaps a cough. BUT THIS FKR is a deep hacking cough…enough said.

Some minor chest type pains…. random really, but we been working in the garden, they most certainly have not made me aggressive. I have had to change the diet…to keep the internal system functioning…it had started to SLOW UP!..if you know what I mean.

Then we have the runny nose ( yes its a side effect, they list it). THATS DRIVING ME FUCKING NUTS!

Not sure how we will go over the coming week, the dosage from day one to three is .5mg, then on day 4 it goes to 1mg ( 2 x.5mg tabs).

Now its day 8…….D-DAY, we stay on two tablets and they increase in dosage to 1mg per tablet…should be interesting.

From day one, the effect of the tablets was noticable, we dropped from a packet a day down to 1 packet lasting just on three days, which really did surprise me. These things block the PLEASURE..bit of smoking and after a while..its almost un fun. The key..well thats been finding OTHER THINGS TO DO, I would not reccomend doing this when you are on holidays..you simply have too much free time. Better to be at work I suspect, but we shall keep at it.

Diets changed, proper nbreakfast, we snack a fair bit during the day now, but mostly thats to crush the habbit of HAVING A SMOKE. Celery, carrot fingers raw, chewies, COFFEE has dropped right off, Drinking more fruit juice and water, drinking less coke, eating sultanas and peanuts and dips and snacking and chips and FK KNOWS WHAT ELSE.

Climbed about 1.5 kgs, but I tink thats stabilised…I’ll check the weight later this morning. So today is it, its the last day by the PLAN, tomorrow we go smoke free completely, we had 5 gaspers yesterday, the plan is to have about three today….oh..btw, I’ve stayed away from the grog as well, both because ya want a fkn smoke and more so because of the CHAMPIX. I had a heavy beer at day two….NOT GOOD!

Do not drink and use this stuff and then drive etc..bad bad bad.

OH…and GAS..WIND  or any associated description you can think of…BAD and i mean BAD, just odourless thank god!