Yet another week has disappeared without a trace, time is certainly flying by. Before we know it I imagine it shall be next year.
Again a busy week, fairly full on. Spent monday messing around with concrete truck repeaters, installing new bits to it and testing it live to see if it fixed the problems we had. Which it has appeared to do, so that is good. Tuesday I spent a fair bit of time wrestling with an induction for Optus, to allow me onto optus sites. Their stupid online site kept crashing and I had to do each of the 4 tests about 3 times each before it actually worked. Good old inductions... will be interesting to see how long before NZ is as bad.
Wednesday was spent preparing and programming a wireless internet system, and general bench work, and then Thursday was spent installing the pre prepared wireless internet system. And a small afterhours job, just as we were packing up to leave for the day the supervisor came out and asked if we wanted to do some overtime, as we needed to get a vehicle to Biloela (about 160 KM away) by tomorrow. So we ended up taking two vehicles out to Bilo then coming back again, so that was thursday evening buggered.
Friday most of the day was spent trying to get equipment ready for a big three day microwave install job, half the parts still haven't arrived though so I'm not sure how well that is going to go for us. I don't think there is any techs left in the workshop next week, we are pretty flat out and all tied up with fairly good sized jobs. Apart from Ryan, the slacker, who has jumped back to NZ for most of the week. Alright for some.
Ended up getting up at 5:00 on saturday morning and driving to Moura for a mine golf tournament, Nixon's sponsor it and haven't entered a team for a few years. Was a brilliant idea, apart from the fact none of us had played golf before. We were playing Ambrose rules, so you basically have four people take a crack then you all play from the best of the four ball locations. Which was mighty lucky, as it increased our odds somewhat. Was quite a unique experience, dodging the kangaroos that were bouncing all over the course. I think I personally lost around 20 balls over the 18 holes, and my team mates were not much better off. Water hazards are indeed a hazard, although I had one excellent shot that managed to skim the water hazard, bouncing off the water three times then up onto the bank on the other side. That was a very lucky shot. Some practice at the driving range before we went would have probably been beneficial also...
We ended up winning a the NAGA prize, for the highest score. By about 20 points. But we were definitely improving by the last few holes. NAGA is an Australian term for "Not A Golfers Arsehole" meaning basically that you are no good at golf. I figure they got that bit right. I might have to come back and get some tips from the golfers in the family so I can have a crack at winning top prize next year.
I did score some free hats and stubbie coolers however, so all was not lost. The prize we won was some jams in a display case and a margarita kit. So I might have to find someone suitable to offload that onto, I don't think I'll get through the amount of jam that is there, and I don't drink, so no point in the margaritas.
The other downside to the golf day was the blasted mozzies. They breed in the water hazards and these were big suckers. You kind of get enveloped in a cloud of them and they just go for ya, they will even bite you through your clothing. I am feeling the effects today... Mongrel things. When you squash them the explode and about a litre of what you hope is your blood goes everywhere. These are not small every day mozzies, these are big fat slow flying, and about the size of a Boeing 747 with needles about the size of the skytower. Apparently if you tense up and rush blood into them while they are feeding it chokes them, a bit like someone squeezing your paper McDonald's cup whilst you are drinking through a straw I guess. I lost count of the number I killed, they stick to your back in big swarms, we kept on having to slap each other on the back to stop them sucking blood through your t shirt. You could get 10-15 in one hit if you were lucky. The joys of this country...
Well I have managed to get the lawns mowed today, now I just need to track down a whipper snipper to do the edges, and round the blasted palm trees on the front lawn. Whoever planted those is an idiot, they are a pain in the neck to mow around. Especially on a slope filled with rocks.
Better go and do something productive I suppose, here's a photo of the kangaroos on the golf course.
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