nomadpete

That gem should be immortalised on the Aussie slang thread!

Sounds like a lock issue, not the ignition switch (which is a separate part attached to the back of the lock). I'd call a locksmith. When I once had a steering/ignition lock jam, a locksmith pulled it apart and put a new tumbler mechanism into it for about $50. It might be that.

All the ignition switches I have pulled apart have the mechanical key physically separated from the electrical switch. Graphite in the tumblers is probably no issue. Does the key physically turn to thenormal 'start' position? If it does, then probably the problem is not anything to do with the key end of the device.

Hard to judge. It may have just been random. Sometimes the majority of shoppers are female.

Having said that, I think Australia would benefit from running on one national time zone.

Sun worship is based on circadian rythm, which regulates the body. Your suggestion would simplify the labelling of time, but would have no useful connection with (most) human activities. Animals are instinctively more regulated by their daily light cycle. I personally have little use for 'time of day' except for knowing when the shops are open, or if I need to talk to rellies in England - as I prefer to talk to them when they are awake - ie, not in middle of the night. I am mostly regulated by daybreak and sundown.

Tempus Fugit Changing the yardstick doesn't chang anything

Which only leaves Tas Mania ten years behind Queensland........

The surfers called them Blind Mullet

Aaah, thanks for the tip, Spacey. That is just what I need, to do single handed sailing. You can only trust the self steerer to do it's job for an hour, then you have to wake up and scan the horizon to check course and for incoming ships.

Before I arrived on THESE shores.... I spent early childhood in a western suburb of Sydney town. By the time I was in my 20's the streets were paved (not with gold), there were fewer and fewer friendly faces around, and Sydney was getting too noisy, indifferent and scruffy for me. I migrated to a sunny, quiet, friendly town called Brisbane. There I stayed whilst raising a family. When that was done, I was once again a 'free' man. One day when I was sitting in a freeway gridlock I noticed that whilst I had been busy this little town had turned into a noisy, indifferent place so I moved up the hill to a quiet little town called Toowoomba. It was friendy an didn't have traffic. That was nice. For a while. Once again the day came when my migratory instinct struck. I never thought that Toowoomba would ever have gridlock but it did. I refuse to waste precious years sitting in bumper to bumper traffic. This time I migrater over seas to a smaller island. I am under no illusions about 'progress' orpopulation pressure. But for now it is nice, and quiet. The people are still friendly BUT THE WEATHER IS CRAP - DO NOT EVEN THINK OF COMING THIS CLOSE TO THE SOUTH POLE! It won't be my last destination but I think this might be my last migration.

Do you live in Russia?

That doesn't explain Texans - they are definitely not at a high latitude. BTW Taswegians mostly accept heading out the door before first sparrow fart is normal in winter - our days are noticably short. But that doesn't make them all as crazy as Texans or bananabenders.

Can't argue with that.

I am home-o-sexual. Those rare events always happen in the comfort of my own home.

Tut tut. Prioritise, man! I just returned from the campground loo. Sun is just coming up. I then sat in front of the heater with my cuppa. Thus I am forum scrolling without incident. Also, this is random enough to be in the random thread!

We can thank privatisation for that.

I wish I knew that..... back when a British SAS mob visited our gliding club and showed us how to make them.

OK. Congratulations we have hit the bottom of the barrel. Please can we now start in the other direction?

Yes, spud guns have been MIA since at least the 80's when I couldn't find one for my kids. They seemed harmless enough.

I moved our sailboat from Port Huon to kettering. A calm day. Started at first light, ghosted out of port through fog, then the sun came up, making beautiful shadows through the fog as it lifted. All in all, a lovely day sail. At one point, I went around a fish farm the was being relocated by slow moving tugboat - it was being followed by a couple of lazy fur seals - they were following their food source. Unfortunately I didn't catch any huge mulloway.

Litespeed, are you making this up just to make me jealous? How do lures work in the dark? Whatcha gunna do when ya get sick and tired of eating fish.... and blue swimmers.... and prawns?

What? Have they discovered hot running water?

The only time I need to know about anyone's sexual preference is when I am looking for sex

Whilst I agree with most of that, I do not agree with the labelling. The whole alphabet labelling business is causing discrimination. In my opinion, the whole of humanity has a tendency towards having all kinds of individual preferences. When one makes a label identification (eg - ' I identify as a....'), then that label is taked by everyone within earshot as being the most important thing about that person. One's sexual preference should only be a small detail of an individual's personality. Not the most obvious thing about them.