Life in Bealiba.
I went into Bendigo to the club meeting. While there I picked up a couple of bags of beautiful Safflower for $1 (about 52p) a kilo. Bargain!
Greetings from the land down under. 
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.

Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
Yes you can pay $5 to $6 a kilo for it here retail. Last year We were getting it cheaper at about $3.30 from a place out in the country who was doing us a good deal for club members.
$1.00 is an absolute bargain.
$1.00 is an absolute bargain.
Greetings from the land down under. 
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.

Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
The blokes finally came back to install the new pole across the street. So we decided to go for a drive to Ararat, a town of 7000 people a bit over an hour west of here. We have driven through it on occasions, we know were the service stations and toilets are
It's a busy town, servicing a big agricultural area. We had lunch at the aptly named Ararat Hotel, recently revamped and under new ownership. Excellent meal
Ararat was an important point on the western line to South Australia in the steam days. It is about 120 miles from Melbourne and climbs all the way. When trains reached Ararat the steam locos were out of coal and water from working uphill, and the engine men were due to change. "Ararat Loco" was a major rail centre with a huge roundhouse and acres of sidings. Nearly all gone now.
On the way there we saw yet more of the environmental vandalism and political chicanery that is the 'Climate Change" agenda.
It was a still day, and on all the hills in the central highlands there are hundreds and hundreds of windmills. Billions of dollars invested. Tens of billions.
And not an amp of power coming out of them. None of them turned even once when we were on our way there, none of them was turning on the way back. Nothing. I was so angry that Catherine made me promise not to rip the steering wheel off!

It's a busy town, servicing a big agricultural area. We had lunch at the aptly named Ararat Hotel, recently revamped and under new ownership. Excellent meal
Ararat was an important point on the western line to South Australia in the steam days. It is about 120 miles from Melbourne and climbs all the way. When trains reached Ararat the steam locos were out of coal and water from working uphill, and the engine men were due to change. "Ararat Loco" was a major rail centre with a huge roundhouse and acres of sidings. Nearly all gone now.
On the way there we saw yet more of the environmental vandalism and political chicanery that is the 'Climate Change" agenda.
It was a still day, and on all the hills in the central highlands there are hundreds and hundreds of windmills. Billions of dollars invested. Tens of billions.
And not an amp of power coming out of them. None of them turned even once when we were on our way there, none of them was turning on the way back. Nothing. I was so angry that Catherine made me promise not to rip the steering wheel off!

Greetings from the land down under. 
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.

Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
We got home, we had had a great day out together, spent a little money on bits and pieces, had a lovely meal, and just do what we do now. Enjoy being retired.
The pole was up over the street, but they were waiting for a second bloke to certify and sign it off, so the electricity was still off. No worries, it was hot, but not that hot, and although we didn't want to open the fridge or freezer to put the couple of fresh things we had picked up away, they were on ice, and I had a cold beer.
Then the bloke came over and told me it was all finished, and thanked us for being so understanding. Your power is back on now, he said.
I forced a smile. It isn't his fault. We have a brand new pole!
But there is not enough bloody electricity.

The pole was up over the street, but they were waiting for a second bloke to certify and sign it off, so the electricity was still off. No worries, it was hot, but not that hot, and although we didn't want to open the fridge or freezer to put the couple of fresh things we had picked up away, they were on ice, and I had a cold beer.
Then the bloke came over and told me it was all finished, and thanked us for being so understanding. Your power is back on now, he said.
I forced a smile. It isn't his fault. We have a brand new pole!

But there is not enough bloody electricity.


Greetings from the land down under. 
Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.

Blessed is he who expecteth nothing, for verily, he shall not be disappointed.
Are those wind turbines turned off or just no wind to turn them. We had a lot down in Cornwall and there is a big field of them in the English Channel, but both these places are windy. It is solar panels that we see everywhere around here. Fields full of them as well as on buildings.
Back just enjoying club racing for the time being.