Truck Reportedly lost it's brakes. The truck eventually rolled at the bottom, Two patients were treated on scene. A male with undisclosed injuries and a female with back injuries. The woman, aged in her 60s, has since been taken to Princess Alexandra Hospital
Grab your bestie, your work mate, your goldfish or just pretend like you have friends, we don’t judge nor do we care… Because tomorrow you can get TWO Boosts for $10!
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Dear Chuppa Chups. I would have better luck breaking into a car then breaking into one of your lollipops. You are responsible for 14 broken thumb nails and 19 tantrums. The only thing I want to use my teeth to open is a Corona. Capish?
Introducing our beautiful baby boy Ziya Christopher Demmrich. Born 16/10/16 at 7:56pm. 51cm. 8.5 pounds. Thank you so much to Dr Peta Skilbeck Intuition Private Obstetrics & Gynaecology for assisting in the birth we'd hoped for! Kara was nothing short of amazing. I'm still buzzing from helping guide our baby out! It just feels like a dream. So lucky and blessed to have watched this miracle happen before my eyes! Thanks to all those lovely people who have sent us messages leading up to the birth. #kyalandkara x
Locals call it one of the great natural wonders of the world, twice maybe three times a century, a huge monsoonal wet hits the Kimberley in our far north. This year it's transformed the rugged ranges into giant waterfalls after one of the most extreme wet seasons ever.
Today the Australian Bureau of Statistics revealed that 3,027 Australians took their own lives in 2015. This is more than eight people a day and two-and-a-half times the national road toll. We’re calling on the Senate to establish a bi-partisan Australian Suicide Commission to lead our nation with great social purpose in a better approach to preventing suicide.
However, all of us can play a role in suicide prevention. It’s time to smash the stigma, encourage more conversations and help break down the barriers to reaching out. Everyone should know who to phone or where to go to get support and be directed to help when they – or someone they know – are going through a difficult time. It may not be easy to ask someone if they’re thinking about suicide, but don’t let that stop you. And if you're struggling, there’s no shame in asking for support. For tips on how to have a conversation, or crisis support options visit: www.beyondblue.org.au/talk-about-suicide
Soldiers from across Australia were trained with the new Reaper weapon carriage system at Majura training area near Canberra on 5 May 2016.
The Advanced Accuracy Solutions Reaper weapon support system allows soldiers to carry and more-effectively direct fire using medium-to-heavy machine guns while on patrol. The new Reaper system will be trialled by frontline infantry battalions over the next six months to assess its suitability. #GoodSoldiering
250 people that you could love, that you could have a child with, that could be your brother, that you could have cuddled and breast feed.
250 people so far were killed in Bagdad during a terror attack on Sunday.
250 people that you could have loved.
In France last year Isis killed 130 people, we cried, we changed our profile pictures, we mourned, we banned together.
In America on 9/11 Terrorists flew 2 planes into the twin towers killing 2996 people, global security cracked down, the entire world changed forever. Fear consumed us.
But 250 people... That are just like you, that could make you tea or pour you a beer or gossip on the phone to. Died.
How quickly the media forgets.
And we are left outraged, outraged that the media doesn't seem to care.
But the media, like every other cooperation is driven by 1 thing money. And they will only flood our screens with something that we keep clicking on. Clicks = coin. And the sad truth is that most weeks a story about Kim Kardashians latest naked selfie get the most clicks, we are a generation who's more interested in Johnny Depp's fucking dog then a terror attack in Bagdad.
Now everyone is unhappy with the media for giving us rubbish when really if the rubbish didn't make us all so happy we wouldn't be given it in the first place.
And then it happens in the western world and we are forced to look, into the harsh reality that this could happen to any of us.
But those 250 people, could have been any of us. It could have been your little girl, never saying "I love you" again. Or my little boy, never throwing his arms around me again.
I suggest we click on the stories. Take 10 minutes out of our time to read, relate to, empathise with....
Last week I was having one of my fuck me moments, it was Bills fault, he should have taken a day off to help me. Id have to be on my death bad while the house was on fire for Bill to take a day off. Gastro and rain had kept us inside for days, the kids were better but psychotic. I decided to brave a coffee shop, alone, with all the kids….
To my credit it is a kid friendly cafe, the food is good, even though kid friendly cafes with toys and crayons could serve me a ballsack smoothie and Id still return.
I got there, like a bag of marbles the kids fucked off in different directions. I ordered our stuff and sat down, they were particularly bad, screaming, snatching, running out the door, I could feel everyone wondering why the fuck I didn't just stay home where I belong. My chai arrived, I walked over to get my honey, holding Snow, taking my eyes off Arlo for 3 seconds, I turned back and he was nearly at the roof, climbing up the shop fitting and before I could get to him the cook out of nowhere came running over yelling “Get down now PLEASE” I put Snow down, feeling like an inadequate dickhead, grabbed Arlo, told the cook how sorry I was, all the kids were screaming except Rumi who was nearly at the road, I ran to get him, he screamed too. I knew my only chance of getting them back into the car was bribery so I offered them al a killer python that the cafe sells, they fell for it, we lined up, they helped themselves and started eating them, the lady told me that will be $6 I said “pay-pas please” and handed her my card only for her to turn around and tell me that it declined. “No it cant have declined, Im not broke” (note saying that will only make you sound REALLY broke) so she tried again, yep declined. “Thats fine, my husband has heaps of money, I’ll transfer some” (note people who's husbands have heaps of money don't say my husband has heaps of money) and I grabbed my photo to transfer cash. PHONE WAS DEAD. yep.
Waitress looked at me with these “welcome to your life” eyes and I asked her if I could pay for the killer pythons another day. She said fine.
I herded everyone to the car while fantasising theme songs for my own funeral (George Michaels Freedom), Snow ran towards the road and a 70ish year old women scooped her up. My autopilot ‘Im a good mum’ defence kicked in and I said “Shes fine, Im watching her” while I wait for the gob full about how I shouldn't give them sugar or how I shouldn't have had so many or I shouldn't be wearing jeans so fucking tight or whatever…
The women turns to me and says “how many did you have?” I said “4” as I desperately tried to bend Rumi who was planking to defend himself against his car seat.
“4? jesus christ” she responded as she strapped Snow in like an old champion, “It gets easier you know, they grow up, your freedom returns, they say the days and long but the years are short, its true sweety, one day you’ll be so relaxed and you’ll miss the chaos.”
I thanked her, it was exactly what I needed, what a gorgeous Queen I though.
Then she suddenly stuck her head back into my car and says “And if that doesn't help just remember, your husband will be dead one day, thats when life really begins” and with a wink she was gone.
So if Bill doesn't want me to count down the days until his death he can definitely be the one to go back in and pay for the Killer Pythons, Im never going back to that cafe again.