But first, Melbourne Metro had a horror start to the day. I was travelling in from Frankston. And this is about as bad as it gets. Loss of overhead power means the trains don't go anywhere. And they didn't.
Today I have another complaint. Yes, it's those idiot half breads called passengers. This time, the ten foot tall and, so they think, bullet proof variety. Yesterday it was Moorabin station on the Frankston line. Three young idiots with a death wish run down the railway line in the direction a train would be going. No brains. Well, maybe, but certainly brain dead. What will they do when they stand before the Lord and try to explain why they got run over by a train when they were where they were not suppose to be.
This morning mother has a visit from her midwife. Yep, it's getting close now. Only a month to go and we will be holding Squirt in our arms. Here are his vital statics, or so it seems. Mother is now very happy. Squirt is now head down and bum up. Which is how he should be. I did think about posting the picture from that site. But then thought maybe not.
I have been taking my Icom IC-V82 to work with me to do a repeater study around Melbourne. It is an amazing little radio. So far I have been able to access my chosen repeater from Craigeburn, Sydenham and Upfield. I bought the radio at a Ham swap-meet a couple of weeks ago. After the disaster that is the IC-T90A, I was a bit nervous buying an unknown radio. I am glad I did. When I got home I looked up the reviews online and was not disappointed. I also purchased a Yaesu FT-2900R at the same swap-meet. Again the reviews have confirmed an excellent purchase.
And finally, blind Bartimaeus suffered from cataracts. See Mark 10. Actually Mark 10 has some real challenges. What would we do if we had to give up our riches? It would be hard. We live a very comfortable life. But what if it were all taken away? That's what happen to Job. I am not so sure how I would handle that. I like my creature comforts.
See you later.
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