Tonight's photo: When we had sunI posted tonight's photo to remind me that we do actually get sun in Sydney. It has been so long since I have seen a blue sky that I felt I needed a visual aid to remind me.
Rain, wind, rain, wind, thunder, lightning.
I would swear blind that the last time this happened was when Noah looked out the window and said, "Ay up Gladys, looks like we're in for a spot of rain."
Of course I know why the weather pattern has changed.
It's the bloody Muslims isn't it.
You mark my words, every time they get down on a prayer mat they pray for Allah to send storms and flooding. That's why they wear those towels on their heads - so they can dry themselves off while us poor Christians drip all over the wife's new carpet.
When I first came to Australia, we had sun all the time. Every day was sunny. Not any more. Not since we let all these radical extremists into the country. Send them back home where they came from - and I don't mean Wagga!
Just because they are born here doesn't give them any right to call themselves Australian. Have you ever seen a Muslim eat a meat pie and sink two cold ones in five minutes while scratching his balls and belching? Course not - that's because they don't embrace our culture!
One of the cheeky sods even accused me of being a foreigner! I ask you!
"You're from Wales" he told me. "I was born here, you came on a plane".
How can you negotiate or have peace talks with someone who fails to see logic. Just because I came here from a different country, doesn't make me a foreigner like them.
Anyway, I am Church of England. We have a loving, all caring God. OK, he may send a few floods and plagues now and then and admits he is a jealous God, who will share his glory with no other - but we all have our bad days now and then don't we.
I would write a bit more but I have been offered a job by a Sydney AM radio station.
Bugger, I've run out of ciggies. Thank God, the Indian shop is still open - all the others are closed.
Wherever you may be - be safe!
