Ive been accused of lying about my qualifications, or as I am descriptive if I am writing about what has happened, been accused of making it up.

I have worked as a HCA in various hospitals, worked with greyhounds, supermarket, Pet shop, worked for British Rail, done film extra work, did a years Journo course, trained as a registered vet nurse, not long finished a cert IV in doco film making, worked in oil/gas, basically havent got to my mid 40s without a few different careers, oh yes, started training to be a human nurse but left when Mum was sick.

I describe events in detail, often more detail than people care to notice and basically dont give a flying **** now if they believe me.

I am friends with many people from this site, that I have met in person and many that I havent met but have chatted to over the years and become close to and are still in contact with.

Oh incidentally, I can put up with the fabrication of someones story far easier than I can some of the bitching that goes on.

OMG, you mean people dont tell the truth on an internet forum? Bah, what have I been missing. Sadly, I am a WYSIWYG kinda gal with no creativity whatsoever. I've met plenty of BS artists in my time though - just put that down to age.

Don't be. You are very much in person like you are here. Straight to the point and don't suffer fools gladly. In all the times I've met you I've never seen anything even remotely fake about you.

I have been directly and indirectly accused of lets just say making things up on here. I cant say i see the need really as enough real stuff goes on in my life.

what full of shit

Well I wasn't going to say that but if the shoe fits.........

Oi you, I am awesome. I am currently ironing and drinking wine at the same time and that aint no fib!

Why the hell you're ironing I don't know. I haven't ironed in years. Shake violently when out of machine, hang up and take down shake and fold neatly. Put away and forget until found once again screwed up on child's floor.

Sounds like an interesting man.

Some people have had good lives is all I can say. We seem to live in a society whereby people resent those who have had chances they have not - and whereby the ordinary is commonplace. It's people like him who make our society and history interesting.

It's also worth bearing in mind that a man like this is beyond the reach of the many. They just wouldn't comprehend that sort of person.

Just wanted to pick you up there - hasn't everyone visited Katmandu?.....

How very true this is.

The trouble is, for every wonderfully interesting life that is lead, there are also, often, some whopping great hassles that have been endured. And that's what the resenters never understand.

These days I'm living the suburban dream (hanging out to escape to the country) but before settling down I'd already lived an amazingly non-normal life, with wonderful and terrible experiences. I'd do a list but people would label me a fantasist.

Sorry?...I am still mulling over Slappy's friend's list...

Rugby in Victoria...this I find hard to believe....

We're all worried, are we.

It's funny you should say that - but you have nothing to fear..I suspect G has me in mind lol..and indeed, Hebe might implicate me. (I live in Melbourne)...however I take solace in the fact I have been to 1 BE meet a long time ago - I hate to count the years - and have never talked about my life. If someone takes a disliking to me based on the briefest of conversations I actually take it as a compliment, (if I can be mean for a sec).

You make a very good point. The only reason I point to formative experiences in my life (at great risk!) is because migration has made me realise that these experiences made me a good candidate and that I have benefitted as a result. It's also why I point to mediocrity as sometimes being an indicator for trouble ahead for a migrant. The resenters don't need to know about daily troubles - we all deal with life. It's how we deal with them that counts : (I give you Slappy's man, and indeed Slappy himself).

I live in a semi-rural location, and even that still gives me a lot to do. Oh yes!

Actually, no, I wasn't worried at all... just agreeing that some people have big jam-packed lives and others don't.

Some do, then they stop.

Some don't and then they do.

Badge, did you just out yourself as a suspect in the maker-upper case?

Bugger.. Now I have to stop posting... I have nothing left but daily troubles...

The cat... The quilts.... The recipe mistakes.... The kids.....

I long for the good old days when I was storing up memories... Instead of remembering when....

Jeez Its shite getting old and past it.

As for outing yerself as a suspect... ??? Looks like ANYONE who has led a less than suburben pedestrian mainstream average mediocre life is now a "suspect"...

+1001 Its all about making the effort.

you can sit and watch TV or you can get off your arse and do something with your life.

It's how you deal with them though without, perhaps, resorting to mediocrity. There comes a tipping point, I think, when people slow down and remember more than they do...in some ways, I am as busy as ever, when I consider the diversity of what I do, if not the intensity...

I reckon it's sensible to stop after awhile before burn out or to idle back a bit.

Your point still resonates with me:

I've just put down the Australian. In there is the usual round up of Anzac stories.

The reality is that they don't seem to make them like that anymore, (apart from serving soldiers of course and service workers).

I work in an office, and in a city. I look at my fellow workers with their Iphones and suburban lifestyles and I really wonder what they would make of men like the academic Bage who in the words of the paper' walked with Mawson in the Antarctic, 'and was felled at Gallipoli' knowingly walking to his death.

That was the idea. I have admitted to changing very subtle details on these pages due to it being a public forum but often trying very hard to keep the flavour of the original....infact I've been reduced to a sweat in finding the balance...and occasionally given up!