
GO’s painting of Sun Mountain. Anyone who thinks its bullshit doesn’t know what they are talking about
We arrive at the snowfields bio after an overnight ride in the Nimmow. The port is absolutely stunning. A wide open deck that leads to a number of small chalets and a restaurant/café and a handful of shops. We are really spoiled. A female crew member approaches “Hi, I’m Vivienne, I will be looking after you while you stay here at Sun Mountain”. Well there’s not much sun at the moment, it’s cold and light snow is falling. Luckily the G. King nanobot clothing I’m wearing adjusts to keep me warm but my face is as cold as a Trotters Ale at the Pigs Arms.
Vivienne leads us to one of the chalets and like everything on the S.S. Julian II it’s all high quality and incredibly comfortable. GO, the artist droid, appears in his overalls with some brushes, rollers and a tin of paint. “GO” I ask “I thought when you said you wanted to paint the mountain that you meant a portrait?” “Ha, ha Sandy, you joker, I’m just doing some touch up work in one of the chalets first then in the morning I will head up the mountain to do some painting” replies GO. Whew, thought something weird was happening as in space nothing ceases to amaze me.
Belinda and I head for the restaurant. A jazz band is playing called the Gregor Stonach Trio and they are doing some Chick Chorea, great stuff. Vivienne serves us a fillet steak with sautéed mushrooms and fried potato, washed down with a Redman’s Cabernet Sauvignon, beautiful, it doesn’t get any better that this.
Next morning Belinda heads off to the snow fields to ski while I wander around the small village looking at antiques and art galleries when Helvi approaches. “Sandy, come with me, I need to show you something” Helvi states. Now if Helvi asks you to do something you do it, I’ve seen her in full battle mode and it’s both magnificent and scary. “Sure Helvi, what’s up?” I ask with an air of uncomfortableness “Come into the meeting room and I’ll explain” advises Helvi.
We enter the meeting room and Helvi and I sit at the table. Out of her right eye she beams a picture on the wall. Is a giant golden ball and its travelling very fast through space. “What’s that?” I enquire. “This is how the S.S. Julian is seen by other space travellers. The golden sheen is the force field and see in the centre you can see the body of the ship with its ring of bios.” Informs Helvi. Yes, I can see the ship but it looks like a giant penis. “Yes” says Helvi “Exactly”. Zark now she’s a mind reader, better keep it clean. “So Helvi is that what you wanted to show me?” I ask and as usual I won’t want to hear the answer. “Wait, there’s more” says Helvi. Oh, zark, not the steak knives I think to myself. Helvi continues “Sandy do you believe in BULLSHIT?” asks Helvi. “But Helvi bullshit is bullshit, you know crap, lies, made up stuff” I reply innocently. “No Sandy BULLSHIT stands for Binary Unit Locater Link Shifting Heuristically in Time”. Well zark me, space an acronyms must go hand in hand. “Never heard that bullshit before Helvi?” I answer as best as possible under the circumstances. “See Sandy, when we return to Earth you will arrive just days after you left using BULLSHIT” relates Helvi. “So Helvi are you telling me this whole thing is based around BULLSHIT?” “Exactly Sandy, egg zacally……”
Yo!
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Thank you most esteemed one
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I will be back soon too…not computer issues for, life issues…but glad to see Father O’Way is still bouncing his way round and about and underneath the time/space continuum.
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Neville, I hope your life issues aren’t too awful, stay with us
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Hung, in the pic on the left – is that the SS Womin unusually (for an SS) under sail ?
Does that make it undersailable ?
Is it true that they had three new crew – Seaman Staines, Master Bates and Roger the Cabin Boy ?
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Yes
Yes
No
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HOO, it’s great to hear that they listen to Chic Chorea in the future.
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One of my jazz fav’s Bigertist Memmerter, Tutu and I went to one of his gigs. He said “We are just gunna play, when you wanna break go and have one”and did they play. At 1 am me and Tutu left due to next day work commitments and they just played on
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An excellent piece. Love the Bullshit particularly. One thing though – I would have served my delicious potato bake (creamy garlic and topped with real cheddar and real parmesan). The wine would have been one of the many wonderful Rutherglen reds transported by Bullshit.
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Sounds nice Viv. Do you grate your own parmy we do much nicer. Rutherglen is a nice area but being in Sth Aust I have to plug the locals.
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Yes, grate my own. As long as the wine is Australian it’s okay by me to plug the local stuff. I have ancestors who lived in the Burra (owned the Commercial Hotel) and close to the Barossa. I’m 45 minutes from Rutherglen and regularly top up the ‘cellar’ with wine you can’t buy elsewhere. But I am not averse to buying imported cheese – been drooling over Will Stud’s cheese show.
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Viv, if you are 45 minutes from Rutherglen, that’s in Victoria, are you in Victoria or in NSW? I always thought you lived in Northern NSW, don’t know why…
We used drive with friends to alpaca auctions in Albury/Wodonga and a friend of our friend always wanted to stop at KFC. After one bite of their chicken nugget, I was convinced that even Mc Donald’s was a better option..a little bit better… 😉
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Burra is a great place, full of history
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Hi Helvi – I’m in NSW, 20 minutes northish of Albury. I grew up in Melbourne, travelled the world, lived in London and then Sydney and then to the Albury regional centre. We have 3 hectares which was originally just a grassy hill and is now one third full of mainly native trees providing homes for birds which eat all my fruit (except the olives).
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Very clever Hung. How on earth did you figure out the speed of travel to arrive at Adam Pynacker (1622 – 1673) How much faster than the speed of light did you have to rev up to get there?
Did you enjoy his company? Being the son of a wine merchant, you would have enjoyed a few reds. I am more of a Billabong bloke, splashing around with a few sheilas.
It is not so much bullshit as those stinking sheep, is it? Your sheep need some cleansing good rain.
Well wrotten Hung, keep up those good words.
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Thanks GO, your painting has a certain similiar look to it
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Gez, you wroits very very good, is Penfold’s Cabernet Sauvignon something to do with it…?
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I believe I’m good at detecting BULLDUST, but I think I need our good Dr Mirriyuula Warrigal to translate this one to me, I need his insightful observations, before saying anything…even before uttering YO.
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WM is having computer issues at the moment. I’m sure he will be back soon
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