🛸 Nas primeiras horas de 31 de março, um morador de Toormina, na Austrália, presenciou um estranho fenômeno aéreo! Um objeto triangular com luzes fracas sobrevoou a cidade em silêncio. O relato foi registrado pelo NUFORC. Mistério no céu! 🌌 #UFO #Toormina #FenômenoAéreo https://activite-paranormale.net/news/read/19781/objeto-triangular-e-avistado-em-toormina

🛸 Un mystérieux triangle lumineux a été observé à Toormina, en #Australie ! Les témoins décrivent une apparence fascinante dans le ciel nocturne. Que pourrait-il s’agir ? #ovni #Toormina 🌌✨ https://activite-paranormale.net/news/read/19778/un-mysterieux-triangle-lumineux-observe-a-toormina-en-australie

Entering "the last times". Just about to set off on the trudge, in huge, painful safety shoes, through mud and gravel, from #Sawtell to #work in #Toormina for the last time.

#ThePlan

It's a good thing that #Toormina Gardens centre management had the roof repaired after last year's hailstorm, because it rained at #work yesterday.

https://mjd.id.au/sites/mjd.id.au/files/toormirain.mp4

Heaven knows what it would have been like without all that extensive and expensive repair work.</sarcasm>

On the other side of this wall, the ceiling of the fresh produce cool room collapsed. All the food inside had to be tossed.

What with the empty store shelves and crumbling buildings, late stage capitalism looks uncannily like late stage Soviet communism.

After a couple of weeks of heavy rain, followed by a couple of days of sunshine, the #Toormina trash plant has sent up its first tentative shoot.



Beneath the surface, the enormous trash tuber has lain dormant for nearly a whole year, waiting for the La Niña summer rains. Now, the plant will spread to cover an area the size of twenty-seven Harry Secombes, or four Bernard Mannings, before blooming in a spectacular efflorescence of yellow tape and fluttering council infringement notices. All this designed to attract the white vans and utility vehicles which flit between trash plants over a range of several postcodes, inadvertently pollinating each plant as they go.

In time, the mature plant will be harvested by the local authority, and the seeds will be sown across new fields, to sustain suburbia's remorseless spread.

Oh, great. Just got a text from Service NSW, saying I checked into Coles #Toormina on the 31st at the same time as a known #covid case. It says to take a test if I feel unwell. Define unwell. I'm 50 years old and feel permanently knackered.

I should probably do it. I don't feel particularly well, come to think of it, although I can think of a dozen other causes.

Day off. Woke up slightly hungover. Didn't want to do anything. Went out to vote in council election for the Greens (full name on party registration: "Sigh #Facepalm The Useless as Tits on a Bull Australian F**king Greens") Then up to #Toormina in my now regular day off ritual of buying junk food and a bottle of wine for a picnic at Bogan Bay, listening to the #MMT Podcast (pileusmmt.libsyn.com/).

Blazing sunshine when I left. Started getting grey as I settled down to breakfast/lunch/dinner. As I prepared for the walk home, there were flashes of lightning to the north, and it got seriously dark.



As soon as I set off the big, ice-cold drops start hitting me, and by the time I'm on #Sawtell Road the brim of my hat is sagging down over my face and my sodden clothes are embarrassingly stuck sheer to my flabby saggy pear body. Oh well, nothing to do but rock out to Sleater Kinney through my headphones and enjoy the experience.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c620wBEOqLE

There are three hills between Bogan Bay and my flat. The grass verge is sodden, the gutters are running deep and broad with white water. About a hundred yards from my flat the concrete footpath to the village begins, but the driveways along it scoop up water from the gutter and send it coursing down the footpath, topping up my shoes to the brim.

When I get home, I peel off my clothes and take a hot shower, as one should in the circumstances. According to the #Coffs weather station, thirty millimetres in as many minutes (generally distributed about the local environs, that is - not just in my shower).

Whee! That was fun! I want another go!

At #work today, had my eyes commandeered by a young girl in calf-high lace-up platform boots, leather miniskirt, studded leather jacket, crowned with a dyed blue bob cut.

Unusual look for #Toormina. Trying a bit too hard for somebody young enough to not have to try at all, I thought. Then as I passed her, I noticed something inscribed on the back of her jacket: "Siouxie and the Banshees".

Given where I live, this is like going to Mars and happening upon one lizard person out of a billion wearing a bow tie. I couldn't let it pass.

I stopped her and said "I love Siouxie and the Banshees! Have a stack of vinyl at home and nothing to play it on."

"Oh!" she replied with a smile, "That's cool."

And then doubtless went home immediately to throw the entire ensemble on a bonfire: Mr Burns from the Simpsons likes Siouxie and the Banshees! [Shudder]What on earth was I thinking?

#Toormina needs buckets. Please give generously.

During a bit of light drizzle at #work yesterday: