Country of Origin:
Example . Made in Australia does not mean Made in Australia. Overseas Ham Meat can be wrapped around an Australian Bone and labelled Made in Australia. I choose to avoid food products made in countries which do not have the same health and chemical restrictions as our own country, yet am finding this more and more difficult as the Retail Giants and Large Manufacturers push the legal aspects of country of origin to the lmits. Apparently this will be watered down even further if we do not act prior to the proposed free trade agreements in the pipe line this year. It seems that despite the majority of the population demanding truth in country of origin labelling it is brushed aside by both major political parties as they seem to agree that less, misleading, or even absent information in the name of bigger profits is acceptable.
When visiting my home town I work with the local solitcitor whom I value as a good friend. We have differing political views on many issues and agree on a small number. Debates become part of a daily routine as we try to get our point of view across and convince the other of its merits. When he convinces me with facts and evidence I agree. When I convince him with facts and evidence he resorts to calling me a Greenie, Hippie, Tree Hugger, Socialist etc etc and then changes the topic. Lucky I value the friendship.
While travelling down to western NSW during the second week of December, I arrived at Goondiwindi only to be told the road to Moree was closed due to flooding. I had to drive east to Inglewood then south to Inverell, west to Warialda and west to Moree. The first 2 hours of the detour was during blinding rain and reducing my speed to 20km in an effort to see the road. My fear was that I would get through a creek and over a hill only to be stopped at another creek and then unable to get back through the creek I had just come through. Water was running over the roads in many places and it would not take much to trap me. Luckily from Warialda the weather became fine. All in all an additional 5 hours to the trip. The irony : The Moree road opened 10 mins after I left Goondiwindi. The luck: A woman was trapped between 2 creeks on the same back rd that I had driven only hours before and spent the night trapped in her car and was helicoptered out the next morning.
My sisters were also at my mothers as it was her 75th birthday. The eldest daughter gave mum a few photo frames to hang family pictures on her walls. In front of the whole family Mum said to her ” when I was younger I would have accepted the gift and said thank you very much, but now I am older I want to tell you that I do not like them at all” We all went slient and my sister leaned over and said to me ” Now she is older my foot, she has never been any bloody different” to which we both agreed and chuckled.
One of the families I vist have a majorly disabled son who actually died in her arms last month before she resuscitated him. He requires 24 hours care and totally handicapped. He was rushed to Dubbo Hospital where the mother was advised to let him go. The mother refused and pointed out to them that if it was her other son with no disability they would be doing all they could to save him and her love for them both is equal and she demands they do all in their power to save her son. He is flown to Sydney and the parents were down there for 9 weeks and only returned home the second week in December with their disabled son. The unflincing love and devotion of a mother is an amazing force.
So these are a few events that I have experienced during the last month, has anyone else got any they would like to share.