Boar hunting is NOT illegal. These hunters and their highly trained dogs help to protect Australian native animals from an introduced pest. He put himself in the Roos space to distract it from the dog. Not to attack it. The kangaroo positioned itself perfectly to launch an attack on him and as a last resort, he defended himself. #GetOffYourHighHorseYouMightHurtItsBack
RIP young Patrick Cronin. Killed by a COWARDS PUNCH- not 'one punch' or a 'king hit' as being reported in the media. This poor beautiful young bloke who had never been in a fight in his whole life was trying to break one up and then hit from the side with a cowards punch. My heart goes out to his family and friends, and most of all to this young lad Pat who had it all in front of him and died trying to stop something bad happening. The term 'one punch' is as glorifying as 'a king hit' in my opinion. Part of what I've been trying to do for years is to attach a very negative stigma to this horrible offence in a bid to deter people from being branded a coward. Other campaigns are coming from the right place and doing a great job but the wording needs changing. Bloody waste of a great young blokes life. See u on the flip side young fella. Peace Greeny
To all of my Queens who have or are about to have a baby. I get a lot of messages from miserable Queens after having babies. It's not easy to be in a depressing situation without getting depression. So together I think we need to make parenthood less depressing. Having had 4 babies, 2 psychologists, 1 marriage counsellor, severe anxiety, 4 break ups and makes ups... I am in the position to offer this advice. Socialise. Please. Above cleaning, above cooking, above everything. Because face to face contact is free therapy, a laugh and a coffee or walk saved me, even on days that I did not want to, I followed my psychologists advice and forced myself to. Placing a new 24 hour job between 2 parents is going to cause friction, it just is. When we get stressed we blame each other. But the working parent is able to walk out the door and distract themselves, kick goals at work, have a chat and just generally feel like a normal human with a purpose, where as the at home parent is home is left to dwell on the argument and maximise everything that was said so by the time the worker comes home he is normal and wifey is a crazed lunatic who has packed her bags and is selling the house. That's not fair. It's not fair that we get the word "depression" thrown at us when we don't have the opportunity to heal in these four walls. You deserve a life despite becoming a mum. You have 2 huge responsibilities, keeping your baby safe and happy and taking care of your mental health. Everything else can wait. If anyone questions that explain that socialising is your mental health plan, we all need a mental plan, parenthood should come with one. Walk out that door and call a Queen, even if you barley know her. Talk openly, bitch about the dickhead you married, cry about your lack of sleep, laugh at the state of the house you just walked out of. Just do it. Stop cancelling on your friends, cancel everything else, not friends. You will feel healed. You might even love your partner more.
Remember Queens, parenthoods most vital tool is your happiness.
#ICYMI A beautiful whale shark who was swimming in the waters of Socorro Island, Mexico - allowed human divers to get close enough to cut off the piece of commercial fishing line that was wrapped around its body and was slowly strangling the gentle creature to death. Again, highlighting the dangers of abandoned commercial fishing nets - one of the most common causes of death for marine life in Australia.
I'm 'the other sister'. Hilde. I've hijacked this page with Connie. Sam thinks he's on a spontaneous fishing trip with his best friend right now. Gus is under strict instructions to keep Sam offline for 48 hours and apparently he has welcomed the chance. Here goes nothing!
When anyone dares mention the Logies to Sam, he pontificates "It's not about the trophies" and starts talking about making it less about him and more about Connie. He's obsessed with getting behind her 5c world record, as he ought. He feels over-acknowledged. But I'm actually the person who suggested to Molly that Sam would be the perfect fit for the role. I've known Molly for 13 years, and Sam did one hell of a job. Me and Moll both think so.
But Sam's not seeing it so I'm calling it. It's easier to say sorry than ask for permission. And I'm nine years older so I've got rank anyway, always have had with Sam. I know he'll have to accept this because ultimately, Love Your Sister would benefit too greatly were he to win a Logie and it would help us all get to the $10M sooner, which is what every cancer patient needs and what we in this family all strive for. He can sulk all he likes, he can feel betrayed, but he'll know I'm right.
So we've got 48 hours until Sam turns his phone on and has an episode. Vote for the best actor this year and the best brother two sisters could hope for. A Logie for Sam AND a world record for Connie is just what Love Your Sister needs as far as I'm concerned. That is all.
Last week I met a women at school pick up, I had seen her around but never spoken to her. We were both early and had littlies playing in the playground, I introduced myself.
She burst into tears.
Lets called her Alex. Alex isn't from here. Originally she's from interstate and some days she just doesn't have anyone to talk to.
She was upset because her husband is being a knob. They haven't been getting on and now he's given her the silent treatment for a whole week.
Doors are being slammed, passing his keys to her he snatches them, couches are being slept on. The usual.
I know how that feels, god I know. In a shittier time I have gone weeks without hearing a word from Bill, I’ll never forget the feeling of sitting on my bed, pregnant with twins, weighed down by the 2 kids pulling at me, while he got all dressed up to go somewhere and didn't even tell me where he was going, disregarding me like a piece of shit. The silent treatment is a really shitty form of control.
Of course there are 2 sides to every story, somedays Im a monster to live with and no doubt Alex can be to, but her husband isn't the one who cried in my arms last week, so his story isn't mine to know.
What is Alex supposed to do? She told me she wants to leave, she said she has nowhere to go and would feel silly going to a womens refuge because her husband is giving her the silent treatment.
She told him to leave, he said no, he said “its my house, you leave” Alex cant afford a hotel and she has no family here.
Its horrible when the bread winner does this. Alex worked before she had kids, she had a supportive family before she moved to Perth for his family. The sacrifices you make for your children should ever be used to control you, but they always seem to be.
When you have a child you can fuck the word “mine” out the window. Everything is ours. Everything.
So of course I told Alex that her and her children are staying at my house. Sometimes the only way to solve a problems is a sleepover.
Alex told me she would never burden me like that, I said “Burden? Im not cooking or cleaning for you!! Lets get Indian take away and let the kids stay up all night watching movies, it will be fun.”
My friends taught me this kind of kindness. When my life was falling apart, they all made room for me.
I only have a 3 bedroom house and 6 of us live there. But there is always space.
Women need to make room for women in their homes, its a necessity.
Alex never ended up having a sleepover with me, she went home, packed her bags and told her husband that she's not putting up with his silent treatment anymore, having an option gave her strength. This apparently snapped him out of his silent state and they both broke down the barriers that were preventing a breakthrough with the argument.
She called me, sounded like that grey cloud of anxiousness had left her and even though I had been looking forward to the look on Bills face when he came home to yet another women and children commune I was happy for her.
Of course their problems are deep and I don't claim to know how to fix them. What I can do is give her an option, a place to feel welcome, because nobody deserves to feel stuck between a rock and the silent treatment.