Thanks I will complain, I didn't want to name names just in case BE didn't like it. I'm not one for complaining until after I get what I want so I'll need to wait to a week after next as its booked in again next week. In fact sod it I may as well complain now as the fact I've booked it in will mean nothing.

That's something that has always amazed me, not just here but back home too, People that complain about the service or food *Before* they actually get their food in a restaurant, Don’t these people realize that when they eventually get their food it will contain some kind of bodily fluid! I on the other hand always wait patiently and smile and then fckk the sods some other way usually with a lack of a tip.

I suppose it depends on what you want out of life, Unfortunately I am running 2 businesses here and one it the farm, add in the process of having the baby and everything else new immigrants do then here on the mid north coast that’s a recipe for disappointment.

If we had have moved to say Port in a nice tidy house near the sea and not done or tried to do all the things we have tried to do then I can imagine it could have been a good life. But now I go all excited when I see a Westfields!! How stupid is that. We are going home for a month soon and I can’t wait, I need some new socks and shirts, pity I need to travel 12,000k to get some!

If you want to retire from life and don’t have too high a set of standards, skin as thick as a rhino’s ass and no need for good food out or a night life then this is the place to come and rest your weary bones. If on the other hand you haven’t quite got to the stage of senility then maybe you need to look elsewhere.

At night when I’m sleeping I now dream of Westfields….1 westfield…2 westfields…..3 westfields….


Oh did I mention that my mum got her handbag almost nicked from the toilets in settlement city, Port Macquarie a few weeks ago? No? She was sat on the seat doing whatever women do on the toilet for a few hours when a hand came over the top of the toilet door and tried to grab the bag, The arm wasn’t long enough so a 2nd different arm came over and tried to snatch the bag, also too small so then a 3rd arm came over and got hold of it, by this time my mum managed to pull up her knickers and grab it back. The police are searching for a 3 armed woman thief as we speak! I told my mum to tell the police it was probably 3 different woman but she said the police can’t be that thick to be searching for a 3 armed assailant, little does she know…….

Hey ho, another day in paradise.

Oh man - I knew I shouldn't have gone to bed early last night - I missed the new Arkon thread.

Brings to mind a quote from the film Fight Club...

"Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen."

No having your balls roasted on a spit whilst still being attached to your body would probably be worse, but only just.

(My wife just came in and read the thread and your reply Hutch, and her words exactly are:- Cheeky bastxxxd, the only way it could be worse is if it happened to him the cheeky bastxxxd) LOL,

My wife is just about to try and get her skills recognized again to be a teacher in NSW, why the fcck she has to get them all done again after we only just went through all this with NOOSR is beyond us. We want to move to QLD, will she have to do it all again a third time up there? Should be some fun coming up, just got to find out what the word tertiary means now!


Hutch you’ve just endeared yourself to the wife and got her to comment on the accursed BE which is a feat I can tell you, well done….

What a fantastic idea - maybe a 'Arkon meets the Fulfords' style episode - that would be a match made in heaven!

Nicky

Ah Arkon I love your posts did you see the photo I found of you??

http://britishexpats.com/forum/showthread.php?t=356344

No I hadn't but I have now! Which one am I supposed to be? Can't be the one kicking as the willy is too small, the one pushing the trolly can't be me either as my skin isn't that yellow, well not yet anyway, once I get my skin fried in this wonderful healthy sun with no ozone to protect me then maybe there is a resemblance.

PMSL Well I figured you were the one kicking, seeing as the other has no shoes on and is pushing a supermarket trolley. (sorry I obviously have no info on your willy )

thought maybe running over the bare feet wasnt working, so desperate measures and all

I had to show my passport to post packages when I lived in the UK.

We've got enough bad vibes here trust me, Arkon and I in the same city would be overload

Or yours to the UK

Love it!!

She's obviously a descendant of the original settlers from Blighty.

really? I often sent parcels overseas and never once had to show my passport.

Anyone else had to show their passport in the UK?

It's a security thing here in Australia - you don't have to show a passport, any ID such as a driving licence will do.

It's only been required here recently - since Sept 11, the subsequent terrorist activities and the government's 'Be Alert' campaign.

yeah....I always have to show ID here in Australia - but never did in the UK, so was surprised when someone said they also had to show their ID in the UK when posting parcels.