Slash, burn, rinse and repeat.
Gee the Sunshine Council Budget was worth the wait.
Firstly they somehow lose $30 million, then they’re losing more because of the waste bin levy – good timing just before they lay into ratepayers.
Interesting to read that the new CEO has also installed a new executive.
It’ll mean exactly not much to anyone, because the real problem is lower down the food chain where countless bureaucrats impervious to the will of communities, happily grind life to a blinding halt.
Panic! At the disco
I don’t know if we’re ever going to get over this seemingly collective will to catastrophise the weather but ‘bomb cyclone’ was surely a bridge too far.
I was surprised that it was not a term imagined up by the media, but in fact a couple of American academics. Still even they had walked away from it years ago – for a few reasons but largely due to the increase use of actual bombs in terror-related activities.
Not to be dissuaded, everyone who was anyone jumped on the term last week. It did seem dramatic, but up here at least, it was what us experts refer to as “bloody windy”.
Doggone stop it
For an animal I’m not really a dog person and it always surprises me how easily strangers sidle up next to pets for a pat or a chat. Do you have no real friends people? One bloke started nuzzling this big Cujo looking mutt at a garden show we were at last week. So gross.
Reading the room
Why was the local Justice of the Peace relocated to a cafe at the Health Hub last year? Good question that a few other people asked as well but it’s a moot point now, because I went hunting for them the other day and got told they’re back at the Beerwah Library.
Makes a lot more sense