The tale of two kitties………….

I am verging on ridiculous when it comes to my love of animals.  I worry about them ….. heaps.  I worry about their welfare.  It makes me sad when I see dogs chained up in yards looking bored and lonely. I can’t watch videos to do with animal cruelty.  I am totally dotty about my two dogs and cat, as you know:)  I try not to take everything on board and just be happy that mine are loved and looked after….and most of the populations is.  BUT….. Ricky’s children want to hope I clock off first, because if I don’t, the animal welfare groups will be getting what little I leave behind!  Right……we moved into this new house/town in February.  Soooooooooo  much seems to have happened since then.  It has been a bit full on.  Not the least the tale of two kitties………

When we first were getting settled and unpacked etc I noticed a cat dart across the front yard a couple of times.  It was a very pretty cat, which is why I took so much notice of it.  White, with three black spots on it side that were perfectly round.  Then it had a ginger and black face and a tortoiseshell tail.  The tail looked like it belonged on another cat……. it just didn’t match the rest of the cat.  Anyhooooooo……there are hundreds of stray cats in Queenstown and most of them live in abandoned houses or behind the shops and under the shops that back onto a laneway.  I thought this one probably belonged to someone… didn’t look scraggy.  Then Ricky informed me a couple of weeks later that he had seen that cat in our drive-way when he had come home late from work…..and it had a kitten with it.  A little ginger kitten.  Oh no!!!!!   So now I started to worry.  THEN ….  I threw some bread out on the little back garden shed for the birds.  This shed backs on to a side fence……that night I see the cat and her kitten on top of the shed eating the bird bread!  They were so hungry they would eat bird bread!!  Oh no…… now they totally become MY problem because they had been eating bird bread on top of my shed???  OF COURSE THEY DO!!!!  And I did a bad, bad thing and called them “Bubble and Squeak”.

Now, you will think I am stupid….but I bloody stressed about those cats so much!!!  But also, they were causing all my animals to go crazy!!  Scarlett knew they were on the other side of the fence and would spend all day working herself into a total frenzy and sniffing and snuffling at the fence ‘like a little bush pig and trying to dig under it!!!  I don’t know why she was driven so crazy by them…..but she hated them and wanted to know what they tasted like!!

The house next door was vacant at the time and Bubble and Squeak were living under there in the dry and warm.  They would come out and sun-bake during the day.  Also, my cat, Flo….knew they were about at night too and started using the litter again because she was too nervous to go outside for a wee.  She would wait until the morning and go out  while I was home and do her pooing….but not during the night at all.  She was stressing and losing her fur and was quite affected by Bubble and Squeak’s presence also.  As usual…..poor Harry had no clue 🙂  He would spend the first ten minutes of each morning sniffing around in the carport and down the driveway  to let us know they had been lurking.  But he didn’t realise we were under threat of an attack by two kitties like Scarlett did 🙂  Also…..they kept turning on the security light in the driveway and I would look out the window and Bubble would stare back at me and Squeak would just look so damn cute….  like kittens do.  Squeak would chase the moths and things that came to the security light.  Anyway…..I just worried about their welfare and it was also quite stressful that they were disturbing everyone and during the night Scarlett would tear out the dog door flap because she could hear them and she would have to protect her backyard.  The dogs can’t get into the front yard or driveway area unless I open the backyard gate… she only had access to the back.  Bubbles knew this 😦

What to do?? What to do??  I started leaving leftover food on the shed roof.  Each night I would watch out the window here in the computer room and watch them arrive and tuck in to whatever was on offer on their rooftop dining venue.  I was so torn!!  I just COULD NOT have another cat.  It just wouldn’t be fair on poor Flo.  She has given us 19 years and to totally stress her out and expect her to accept another cat in her twilight years was just too cruel.  Normally, I would have tried to tame up Bubbles and Squeak and kept them!  But that wasn’t an option this time around..  I felt guilty feeding them because it was just encouraging them to stick around and also, Bubbles would breed.  But then I justified it by telling myself if I didn’t feed them……she would still breed.  She was teaching Squeak to be wary of people and both would run away if I tried to get closer. Ricky wanted me to “just stop feeding them and they will go away”.  My argument was they would probably only go half a block away and stay in a territory they knew and breed and then our problem would be ten fold with more stray cats terrorizing Flo and keeping us awake at night.  So, I had to DO SOMETHING!!!

I decided to leave food in the carport each night and get them used to eating a regular meal there.  Then I would get a trap from the council and try to trap them.  I would pay to have Bubbles put down with the vet and try and find a home for Squeak.  I felt better just having a plan.  So, each night I would put their meal out and then we would see the sensor light come on once it got dark……Bubble and Squeak would be making their way up the drive to have their tea.  We got quite attached to them!!!  I kept putting off getting the trap…..but I knew I had to soon before Squeak lost his cuteness and it would be harder to find him a family.  So, we got the trap and I put the flap up on it and didn’t set it, but put their food in there.  That way they would get used to going in there to eat…..but it wouldn’t trap them and hence, gain their confidence.  And to cut a long story short…………  we caught Squeak in the trap.  He was just so scared…..but also a little bit curious about us.  I put Squeak in my laundry in the dog crate.  I had set it up ready with a bed and a litter tray and food.  We left him there and went and re-set the trap.  It was only a matter of minutes and we caught Bubbles!!!  The council man came and got Bubbles the next morning.  He had offered to “do the deed” with Bubbles.  He promised me it would be quick and humane.  I try not to think about it 😦  There was no way she could be given a home though…..she was just too feral.

Then we spent two days getting Dennis used to being handled by us and getting smooches………..yes, we changed Squeaks name to DENNIS!!!!  lol  lol    as in Dennis the Menace 🙂  He used the litter and spent a couple of days in his little “apartment” in the laundry.  I just couldn’t find Dennis a home, so in the end, we took him to the RSPCA.  Or, should I say, my good friend Margie took him to Burnie for us as she was going there anyway, and dropped Dennis into the RSPCA (Royal society for the prevention of cruelty to animals) .  I wrote Dennis a letter to take with him that would tell the ladies his little back story.  Hopefully having some history might help him to get a family.  I donated the cat carrier I sent him up with and also a heap of food and some bowls.  These animal shelters do a marvelous job.  I would dearly love to give them a ring and see if Dennis got a home…….but I am too scared to.  If they said, “No, he is still here”  it would break my heart and I would be tempted to go get him.  It would be easier if he had been put to sleep.  I like to think someone read his story and their hearts melted for little ginger Dennis 🙂

I have to say I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders though once I had dealt with “the tale of two kitties”.    Flo is not as stressed and is going outside again to lay in the sun and Scarlett has calmed down and no longer runs the fence all day.  I KNOW there are other strays out there……but these are the two I knew about!  So, I realise some of you won’t get what a stress that was for me…..  and some will.  Either way… the time… was a HUGE deal to me and I am glad that is over with and we can settle in our new house.

Here is a copy of the letter I sent to the shelter with Dennis…..   I  hope he gets a home  xx


I am from Queenstown and the lady who brought me here believes my mother was left behind by people that were renting a house a couple of doors up from her.  She is not sure how long my mother had been fending for herself, but she thinks it may have been a few months …maybe longer.  She has only just moved to Queenstown and not long after they were settled in they noticed my mother sneaking around at night.  She kept setting off the security light, which gave her away.  One night they noticed I was with her…that was about four weeks ago.

It was then they realised that me and my Mum were living under the empty house next door.  She would look over the fence and see us sunbaking in the yard. She would laugh at me chasing bugs and thought I was very cute.

But the lady already had two dogs and a cat called Flo who is 19yrs old.  Flo is on thyroid tablets and was very nervous that my Mum was wandering around at night and so she had to use litter again for night-time.  The Jack Russell was going mental because she knew we were on the other side of the fence and sneaking into her carport at night.  We were nearly tipping her over the edge and her mother said if she kept it up she would have to be medicated!

Well, the lady couldn’t stand knowing me and my Mum were unloved and unfed so she started leaving some food out in the carport where the dogs couldn’t get us in the evenings.  She knew there were probably 100’s of stray cats in Queenstown, but she said ,  “We were the two she knew about and felt responsible for us now that she knew we were there!”  She started calling us Bubble and Squeak…..I was Squeak.  She knew she couldn’t fix the whole cat problem in Queenstown, but she could do something about the two of us at least.

My Mum was very wary of her and would always run away, but I liked to stand and look at her from the safe side of the fence. I would chase moths at night under the security light too and I knew she was watching me out the window….but I didn’t care. But if she came out when we were in the carport I would run away with my Mum because that was what she was teaching me… run away and be scared of people.  You couldn’t blame her because she had a rough life so far!

Well, one night she put our food in a trap and I went straight in it!  The lady and her husband came out and took me inside and put me into a huge cage with a bed and food and litter.  Then they caught my Mum…..but she would not have been able to be rehomed, so they organised with the man from the council to come and pick her up and “do the right thing” by her. 

They then changed my name to Dennis.  Dennis the Menace they said!  The lady has tried and tried to find me a home, but nobody wants me because there are just so many kittens here in Queenstown.  She can’t keep me because of the dogs…..they hate me and would probably eat me and also because it would be just too stressful on Flo the 19yr old cat and it wouldn’t be fair on her.  She feels terrible, but she just can’t have me.  So, that is how I have ended up at the RSPCA.  I am a good boy and I am getting used to people handling me and I have only been practising this for two days, which the lady thinks is pretty good!  She hopes you might be able to find me a forever home…….at least by sending me here she thinks I am in with a chance. 

So, that is my story.  I know you have heaps of kittens and some of them are even younger than me.  The lady says you are swamped!  But she has run out of options and is sorry to burden you with one more……but you never know my luck!

PS:  The lady is not 100% sure I am a “Dennis” …. If not, she said I would have to be a Denise!


Back to it then………….

Sooooooooooooooo,  where to begin??  We are well and truly settled into our new place now.  It is one of the nicer police rentals we have lived in.  An older style home with squeaky floors and old carpet, but on a par with some of the others we have had, I like it!  It is situated off a carpark.  Sounds weird, but there is a big carpark out the front and you have to drive through that to get in our drive.  The street continues along to a dead end with a park and visitor display thing along one side.  It is actually a lovely central position and I walk everywhere from here. At this time of year the carpark is mainly empty anywhere and totally full with tourists and their vans and campers in the summer months.  They leave all their vehicles here while they go on the tourist steam train trip that leaves from up the other end of the carpark area. The dogs love being allowed to play in the front yard.  There is always something for them to look at.  Life is one big drama for Scarlett… having the freedom to bark at every passing tourist is total bliss to her!!

This is looking down our driveway and out to the carpark area.  The front door is on the side of the house here, under the carport.

I was successful in getting a job as a medical receptionist as soon as we got here.  I lasted three weeks.  I need a job where I can laugh…….that was never going to happen.  I am so fortunate that I don’t have to stay in something I am unhappy in these days……so I quit!!  🙂  I have never done that before.  Normally I drown in my own guilt and stick things out….not this time.  It was strangely freeing!!  Then I was doing some casual work just as a waitress at the coffee shop called “Tracks” .  It was mostly tourist driven and was situated at the railway station where the tourist train leaves……strange that!!  Anyhooooooooo….I only got a couple of weeks work and they had a bloody landslide half way between here and Strahan (the town I used to live in before here) and the trains destination.  So, a good portion of the track is presently under half a farking mountain and will probably take until July to clear.  No tourists……………….no job.  😦

However………………………  my old GM is back in town working for a different contractor this time up at the mine here.  So, I gave him a call when I heard they might be looking for administration staff.  I go for my medical this coming week and will probably start the week after.  Will be doing a bit of everything…..payroll, accounts etc.  I used to do Occupational Health and Safety and Workers Compensation……so this is more office based and more “admin-eeee”  than what I am used to….but I am up for the challenge.  I have to say I am more than looking forward to getting my impulse spending money back 🙂

We had a 2.8 earthquake here!!!!   I wondered what the hell it was.  We thought there was a truck about to crash through our house!!  Pictures moved and things fell off the window ledge.  I just don’t know how my New Zealand blog friends cope!!!  A tiny little one like that felt weird and frightening….let alone the big buggers you lot get!!!!  Hasn’t the world gone mad with all the natural disasters happening around the place?!  Tornadoes and tsunamis and earthquakes and floods…..hottest summers on record and coldest winters………..quite concerning!  We also had a big building fire here in the main street.  It started in an old petrol station that was being used as a mechanics workshop and spread to other buildings in the street.  Five shops in all have been ruined.  Very distressing for such a little town and very sad and depressing.  There was a big explosion during the fire also.  That also rattled our house and threw people off their feet and blew windows out of the hotel etc…….  I had the earth move for me twice in two weeks 🙂  I panicked because Ricky was at that one and I worried he had been hurt.  He wasn’t thank goodness.  I have lots of little “side” stories to tell you…..heaps of “things” have happened to me since we moved here in February!!  I have met two bloggers in person!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Jen and Flip!!!  I will leave you with some photos for now……and then I will tell you the WHOLE story and stories about these meetings and the “things” that have happened in smaller blog posts over the next week.  It feels good to be back 🙂

Queenstown syncronised swimming team!!

I was pleased to live back in the same town as another band friend called Margie.  I was also happy to be able to go swimming as Queenstown has a pool!!!!!  Only open in the summer though:(  Now we walk every day together and go on “adventure” walks when we have the time.

I got to meet Jen in person and found out that we both used to be super models and knew all the poses!

Harry is still excruciatingly handsome!! 🙂

A picture I took of people standing under the hotel awning looking at the fire....I think it is brilliant

We went to St Helen’s on the East Coast of Tassie for Easter. We met up with my friends from the lapband group on Facebook and had a wonderful time!

My first ever attempt at mosaic!

The airstrip for Queenstown. A great place to take the dogs for a "freerange" . - only really used by the flying doctor, mining exploration helicopters and the vet flys his own plane in every Weds!

I met Flip.... another blog friend!

Now, I don’t know why these pictures have gone all over the bloody place and I can’t be bothered trying to fix them and make them “tidy”….so you will just have to sort through them best you can 🙂   I can’t even get them bigger for some reason.  Oh well……………………..that’s it from me for now.  I PROMISE to blog again in the next couple of days….I have missed it and my friends here in blog-ville!!    xxxx


Ricky and I have been married 20yrs on the 4th of this month xx

This was taken from my driveway the night of the fire..

I went to Hobart for my Police 25yr reunion. I met Meegan (a bandster and now good friend) at the Salamanca Markets and we had a fling together!

Blog slog…..


I am afraid it is just not happening for me blog wise lately. My heart is just not in it at the moment and I have so much going on I just can’t be arsed sitting down to blog .

I am a total Facebook addict…..I think because it is quick and instant. I sit and have my morning coffee and flip through the latest from everyone. Whereas, writing a blog takes effort….and wading through everyone else’s does too. I don’t think I am lazy…….it’s just that things are changing around a bit.

I am not going to delete this blog. I am quite sure I will come back to it eventually. More than likely in the winter when I am not so active elsewhere? I will also continue to read and comment on all my blog friends blogs. I notice nearly half of my regulars have not blogged for months either…….I understand. Sometimes life just gets in the way of a good blog!!

Come chat to me on Facebook if you want. Just send a friend request and mention you are a blog reader in the message bit. I would love that!! You can search for me with nolam

So, I have started packing for our move to Queenstown and will be quite busy and distracted for the next month or two I suppose. Also have some interviews for new jobs in that town and everything else that goes along with new town, new house, new people etc etc

Stay well and happy my blog friends……


Just wanted to quickly wish you all a very merry Christmas !!  I am sitting here waiting for my parents and sister and her new man to arrive…..not to mention their dogs, Alice and Gloria.  I am all set to go…… a thunderbird!!  🙂

This bit and the next bit I started to write on Christmas Eve…… I left it here for you to read.  Then the big change news after that 🙂

I feel quite “Christmassy” this year.  I think because I have people coming here and we can just prop and have a drink if we want without stressing about having to drive to the next place and all the packing and worrying if we have forgot something preceeding the travel.  It will be nice to have them come here and we can all just relax and enjoy each other’s company for a couple of days.

Ricky’s daughter, her partner and her 8yr old twin girls arrive late tomorrow…..too nice!  Having a couple of children will make it all the more like Christmas and I have gone just a touch overboard with their presents of course!!  Only Mum and Dad will be staying here in this house.  I have put the daughter and her mob around in the little unit we have available to us behind the police station and Karen and her fella are staying up in my friends house because they are in Queensland for Christmas……give them some privacy and be quite romantic up there for them with the beautiful view and everything.

The weather is being kind to us and the sun has come out….supposed to stay out for tomorrow as well.  So that bodes well for some nice long evening walks after all the eating and drinking!  I have to say I feel very blessed right about now 🙂

I love that I love my family and we get on so well.  I am thankful that the only stress I have this Christmas is in my own head about the cooking side of things.


Well, that’s as far as I got!!  Everyone turned up as I typed that last sentence and that was it really up till now.  I just haven’t had a chance to get back in here and update.  We had a wonderful Christmas and everything went off really well.

I can’t believe that my life is about to take another turn!!…..we are moving AGAIN!!!  Well, we are 90% sure we will be. Queenstown is a mining town about 1hrs drive inland from here.  We have lived there twice before.  We know the people and the town quite well.  The first time in 1991 we were there for three years and we were both police.  The 2nd time for two years about 5 yrs ago and I worked as OHS co-coordinator for a mining company.  They have had quite a bit of trouble and strife with a few of the police depts younger members I believe and two have left and two more are going.  They have asked Ricky if he would consider coming back as he knows the town and the people and holds quite a bit of respect there.  Quite the compliment really.

I have QUIT the lollie shop….. I did this before I knew we were moving. Big load off my mind….It really was like putting an alcoholic in a bottle shop!!  Everyday was a struggle against the dreaded sweets!

I scored a job back at the take-a-way where I first started out and should be starting Monday…… just been around to tell them they probably only have me for a fortnight and do they still want me to start?……  waiting on an answer there.

Been up to QUEENSTOWN……( which is where we have been asked to move to)…..  and looked at the house we would be living in if we go.  It is OK…typical Police rental…but I think nicer than this one!

Harry is having an operation on Tuesday to repair his cruciate ligament…….bye bye $800…..but we all know I would sell my soul for my fur babies 🙂  I have to come back and work (maybe) and he will stay with my Mum and Dad and be babysat post op until he is up for the long drive again. My Dad has even procured a wheelchair ramp for him so he doesn’t have to negotiate steps!! We have a wedding in Hobart the next weekend and we were going to go that way around and drop the dogs at my Mum and Dad’s anyway for them to babysit as we will be away for two nights.  So, he can stay there until then and we will bring him home after that wedding weekend.

I have already been and put my resume in at Queenstown for a job that my friend let me know about at the local supermarket. They were very positive when I spoke to them and looks like I wont be unemployed for long!!  I have since been told about another couple also……. boy oh boy!!  I wouldn’t have minded a week or two off to settle in, but I can’t knock them back!!

So, how much things can change in the space of 2 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     Jen, if you are reading this I may not be in Strahan when you visit in February…..but we will be in Queenstown, so you can still use us as a base!!  I have contacts up there as well you know 🙂 I will facebook you 🙂

So, just wanted to update you all.  Busy, busy, busy for a month or two by the looks of it.  I will keep you up to date.  I am actually looking forward to it.  Strahan is a beautiful place, but not a lot for me to do here.  I might be able to do a course or something at Queenstown and they have a pool !!!  yay  I also have another lapband friend that lives there, so we can walk together and get motivated once again.


I woke up with really hot knees this morning and I thought, “Oh no!…not something else wrong”….then I realised my tits had dropped another 6 inches!!

Turning 30 was  but a blip on my radar….didn’t notice it.  Too busy getting married and working etc.  40…..same. Not getting married again but I didn’t feel any different and was very busy. Dealing with leaving my dream career after 15yrs and all the reasons that went with that and  brought a shop at 40 and had lots going on…….Actually my 40’s was a blur!!  But turning 50 this year….mentally?????   I am pissed off!!!  All of a sudden I am thinking…..”damn!!  where did that time go?” I don’t feel any different mentally……I still think the same things are funny and the same issues still upset me but I have realised just lately that “young” people view me as elderly!  Well, that sucks balls big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don’t hold my grog like I used to. In fact, I hardly drink much at all these days.  I pretend I am a wine soak…..but I’m not really 🙂  All of a sudden, or so it seems, I am sagging!  I am getting really noticeable wrinkles on my face and more grey hairs.  I feel a bit sad that finally I have lost some weight with the help of my band and feel the best I have in years, but the outside of me is going to the pack!  Bummer………………………..    I love how the pillow marks on my face take until lunchtime to plump back out again.  Or the mark where I have crossed my legs or had my leg pressed up against a desk or something just stays there…………….  all day!!  New veins have popped up all over the farking place!!  Well, I suppose they have been there all along, but they are all clamouring to make an appearance now:) 

But I’m happy most of the time and I guess that is what counts.  No serious illness for me or my loved ones….so I am blessed really.  I still say getting old sucks.  I am a hell of lot wiser of course…..  but nobody likes an old smartarse 🙂  I just love to laugh and make others laugh and as long as I’m able to do that then everything is OK in my little neck of the woods………or at least, that is what the voices are telling me 🙂

I work for the next four days.  Ricky is at work now and doesn’t finish until 2am if he is lucky.  We had an early Christmas catch-up with Ricky’s parents this week as they are going to Hobart for Christmas day.  We did the last of our Christmas shopping while we were up the coast visiting them. My family and Ricky’s daughter and her partner and girls are coming to us for Christmas day and Boxing day.  I guess everyone is busy leading up to the big day. 

Harry Highpants has developed quite a nasty limp on his back left leg and we think he may have done some real damage.  So, I am going to give him the weekend to see how he goes, but it is looking like a trip back up the coast to the vet early next week.  I thought I had finished with the trips until after Christmas!!  Oh well, you know I would sell my soul for my fur babies.

So, I will probably get another post in before the big day! I will let you know how Harry goes………  Stay safe and try and avoid those bloody awful hangovers!

Bad blogger…….

yes, well…….I have been off in la la land or something….but I think I have my mojo back.  I seem to have been so busy but have nothing to say!!  Not like me I know 🙂  I am a bit addicted to facebook…..but I am going to try and wean myself off that a bit and spend more time here.  Or maybe I will just put my whole life on hold and spend all day on here bouncing between crackbook and blogging and drinking coffee and eating shortbread.  I freaking love shortbread!!!!!! 

I will update the weight thing on my weight thing page……..but nothing spectacular to report.  Actually, I think I may have been suffering some kind of low grade depression the last few months…..or maybe it could have been totally high grade, depths of despair depression but I just didn’t realise?  How do you know?  I was crying all the time.  I just felt like crying constantly….and angry!!  Don’t know where that came from?  I wondered if it might be menopause or something or hormonal rather than ridgy didge depression?  But not crying so much that I couldn’t function or anything….just feeling like crying but didn’t mostly if you know what I mean?  Anyway……I found it bloody annoying and inconvenient!!  I told the doctor and she suggested St John’s Wort…….so that is what I am taking.  So, now I don’t know if the Wort is working or if I am just over it…… thats farking complicated isn’t it?????  I suppose I could stop taking it and if I feel like a good cry then the wort must have been working 🙂  Nahhhhhh……might stay on it and be merry for the Christmas for now at least.  Maybe I’m possessed?  Maybe I just crossed to the dark side and now I am back?  Maybe that was the real me and this is the fake me????  Oh stop me….stop me now  🙂

I am still at the lollie shop and I am still struggling in that regard.  I am still addicted to eating porridge at odd times of the day and night.  Matter of fact…….I just had a bowl not 10 minutes ago…..  What else??……

We got our licences and intend to do a lot of fishing this season.  We both enjoy fishing and find it very relaxing.  This was our first day up the river after getting the licences and arsie pants caught the biggest trout at 6lbs either of us have ever caught!!!  Of course, he would have lost it if it wasn’t for my superb netting skills.  I haven’t heard the end of this catch….and never will until I catch something!!  *sigh*  I had to take an extra St John’s Wort that day 🙂

I gave up and poured myself a nice hot coffee!!  The thermos and biscuits are the highlight of any fishing trip for me ..

Harry is still tired and doesn’t like to be disturbed 🙂

Ricky is the Christmas tree and Scarlett is the angel………………………….don’t ask 🙂

And Flo might be nearly 19yrs old…..but she still enjoys a good Christmas decoration!!  Just a quick little round-up for you……I will be back…….because I have my MOJO back!!!!!   yayyyyyyy

Photography is an extreme sport!!……

Scene of the Stunt!

Good photo huh??  This may very well have been the last one I took if I hadn’t been so athletic, toned, alert and……………bouncy 🙂

Let me explain……..   Here in Strahan we are surrounded by some exceptional scenery.  I have found a new love of photographing this scenery.  Yesterday, today and tomorrow we will be  experiencing extremely rough, wild weather.  Roads are closed due to snow and here in Strahan we are  being blown away with hail storms, wind gusts and rain.  It is terrible weather, but it makes for fabulous high seas out at the beach and down at the “heads”.  I took myself for a drive out to the beach this morning and battled to stand against the wind, but got some great photos.  Ricky is on dayshift.  I asked if he was going out to the “heads” later if he would pick me up and take me  with him so I could take some more photos.  He obliged and that’s where the trouble started…………………………………….

Rough, rough weather out there being battered by the winds off the ocean but so beautiful !!  He drove down onto the beach in the big 4wd that is his work vehicle.  Oh yeah….. I was in my happy place.  Then the sand started getting a bit soft and “dodgy” towards the entrance to the harbour.  Not good to stop in soft sand as you may sink.  So, we are only going at walking pace  and Ricky says, ” You just jump out and take your photos and I will keep going up here a bit and turn around and come back for you”.  Good plan darling………….. so I open my door.

The next thing I am flying through the air with my head lower than my arse…..which I knew immediately not to be a good thing!!  I hit the sand and did the most spectacular “ninja” roll you have ever seen!!  The back wheel of the 4wd was about to run over my leg… another expert ninja roll by me, and helped by my adrenalin, averted squashed leg disaster and then it was kind of like in the movies where they cue to smudged edge dream sequence, and everything goes into slow motion.  I saw the car turning further up the beach and then I had a short moment where everything stopped.  Kind of like when you land a fish and it just lays there for a second or two and then starts madly flapping about on the rocks…..that was me 🙂

Then I kind of had an “Archmed the terrorist” moment where I thought….”My legs, my legs….I can’t feel my legs!!”  lol  lol  Then I spat the sand out of my mouth and jumped up…..  just like that 🙂  I was covered in sand.  From top to toe….smothered in the bloody stuff…and so was my  camera.  My left leg from the knee down feels a little tender and my right arm from the elbow down.    But I am OK….. thank the Lord…..I am OK….. Nothing snapped….or that I could feel at that point in time anyway.  I was upright……   what the fark just happened!!! 

I’ll tell you…….   as I went to step out of the 4wd my foot caught on the bloody big plastic mud catching mat that was on the floor.  The rest, as they say is history…..cue my slow motion, stunt woman dream sequence ninja inspired drop and roll out of the vehicle 🙂

Ricky came back and stopped next to me.  “What the farking hell did you just do??!!!”

“No really, thanks for your concern….but I think I am OK”

Then we both just cracked up.  Once he knew I was OK…well sort of….in a not dead kind of way……..  His exact words were…

“I am going at less than walking speed and you fall out of the bloody car!!  One minute you were there and the next all I saw was your bum followed by your legs up in the air….then you disappeared!!  It looked like you had your extreme sports mixed up and had launched yourself out of the car thinking you were going skydiving…. not taking farking photos!!” lol  lol 

We laughed all the way back home….. just couldn’t help it.  It was the most bazaar thing to have happened and really, very funny!!  I told Ricky he should be so proud to have a wife who is 50 yrs old but that can still handle herself in a spectacular, physical way like that!!!!  Who else’s wife does random ninja rolls out of Police vehicles in the middle of a storm in the wilderness???  Well………???    yeah…right buddy….  not bloody many!!!  🙂  

I told him he nearly ran over my legs…… how would we have explained that to the inspector.  Ricky very compassionately said he would have found it harder to explain how he got the car bogged out there!!!!!  I love you too honey 🙂  They would not have believed us anyway…….  ” Yes Sir, that’s correct….my wife is in hospital because she sky dived out of the police vehicle whilst going at walking pace and face planted herself in the sand whilst placing her legs under the wheels of my vehicle..”…………………   🙂

I have been home an hour or so now and things are starting to hurt a little.  I have hurt my right arm again…..and my left hip again.  How am I going to explain that!!!!!  My arm I hurt about six weeks ago…I am pretty sure it is just muscular.  However it is my right arm that I use all the time.  I had hold of the dog lead and Scarlett took off to bark at another dog and went behind me…and so did my arm…hurt like hell at the time.  The week after that I had cortisone injections into my left hip…..bursitis apparently.  The Monday after that I slipped in the moss at the picnic area in Rosebery near the river.  I was taking PHOTOS again of the beautiful river there while the dogs had a pee.  I re-hurt my arm and stirred up my hip that day.  They have only both started settling down and feeling better and what do I do…………………………..  launch myself ninja style from a moving vehicle and land on left hip and then roll onto my right arm in order to save my farking legs from being squashed !!!!  Might see if they settle down again before I try and explain that one to a doctor 🙂  Since I have been sitting here typing this my ribs are hurting a little too and my left knee is hurting like a bastard!!!!

But still…………………………………………………………

I really wish someone had been filming that…..because I think it would have been one spectacular stunt sequence with the whole “drop and roll” thing that could have opened some doors for me 🙂

Has it put me off photography?   I will let you know when the pain really sets in tomorrow…….  might go shake the sand out of my clothes now they have dried off a bit and get them washed, and maybe I might have a nice, long soak in a warm bath with some Radox!!  This ninja shit takes it out of a girl………………………………………….