Off ya face

[cappy]

sonds like bandits Louis but not ordinary ones you got them at sea as well lolcappy

[Louis the Amigo]

Hi shipmates, Hi Cappy, The doctor in the A&E said it was more than one person who was mickey finning the drinks, it was all around cardiff at that time? They were not caught? young people are very aware of it today so dont take drinks off strangers, and cover the drinks in clubs

[happy daze john in oz]

[QUOTE=happy daze john in oz;124717]No Cappy, not those type of bandits. Or are you just ***ing about?

[leratty]

Happy Daze John, back in the 80's when we were refurbish-upgrading Weipa bauxite mine in FNQ, Gulf of Carpenteria the drinking was beyond belief with the Aboriginals & they were not meant to have any grog on the site. Yet it used to get flown in by unscrupulous people there & sold for insane prices to them. One of the big sellers was Coollabah casks of wine were the thing. Usually it arrived late in the week of pension-pay. There was one wet canteen or pub I recall. God when you saw the Aboriginals in that state it made you mad. I can still see the single men's quarters about 2m X 2.4m corrugated steel with asbestos roof, a gap of about 250 at slab level & roof level with mesh to keep insects out, shocking.
The workers were no slouch though at their drinking, man I have seen heavy drinking but there it was off the graph! There were some pretty hard females employed, one with the name of 'Three Finger Lill' (: She drove a Haulpak they were tough, real tough those ladies.
Doubt that would be the case today.

[happy daze john in oz]

In Coober Peady some years back and I asked if the local Abbos spoke English or native tongue?
I was told depends on the day, but if it is pension or pay day then it is across between Fosters ans Four X.

[leratty]

John, true funny story about Aboriginals drunk. We were flying in NT-SA area in the Co light twin aircraft when the pilot said, 'hey who wants a swim?' We all cracked up after some bemusement, 'what are yer we said? Na he said 'we will land at Dalhausie Springs, you will love skinny dipping there. ' Two of us had our wives with us so 'OK' we said & down we came landed about 200m from this amazing oasis. All jump out get swarmed by fly's unles you have been in the outback you would never understand that experience & head off to the spring, just so beautiful. All strip off, dive in & swim about so cool & refreshing, there are trees & bush around one edge. I get out after say 15 minutes letting the sun dry my body whilst watching the others enjoying themselves. Then out of the scrub comes this Aboriginal with a small boy, clothes shorts-T shirt just in tatters typical of an out back Aboriginal. Walks towards me clearly the worst for wear, I'm think 'oh dog droppings what's this'? Comes over & says 'hey yous'e want a drink? ' Me being the convivial type says, 'yer why the f... not?' Wife swims up stays in water until he lurches off into the scrub, comes back say 10 minutes later with no kidding a cold one each! I asked him 'what he was doing here?' to be told 'he was off to a funeral'....I asked 'where he was from?' he said 'here' there is nothing at Dalhassie Springs, nothing! It is in the middle of a desert & miles from any habitation. Then he saw my wife's black jeans, decided he wanted them so asked her for them, by this time the others have swum back got out & dressed, he gets them a beer too. Then pesters my wife for her jeans, all the time becoming-getting pretty vocal, she of course says 'no they will not fit you' then 'give me your address & I will post a pair to him.' Fair suck of the save only a woman could say that. He then gets real antsy, starts using some colourful language with some threats lurching about as one does when in that state, we decide to head for the plane lickety split. He says he 'will disable it' we start moving pretty fast all get aboard before he can staggering zig zag up to us & the aircraft. Pilot starts her up turns her around, we lurch off taking to the air do a circle around the spring, he is looking up bemused I suggest. Nothing is said by anyone, the plane is FULL of flys, I mean full as we did not spray as we entered & shut the door so I do that, much coughing, flys all die, all covered in them, still zero said, then someone says quietly, 'did that really just happen?' All of us break out laughing a surreal but true story. Oh he reckoned the body was in the bush beside the spring????? I tell you the mining industry was a beaut for strange experiences, even dare i say it more so than the sea at times & talk about odd characters ((:
You would not be dead for quids or missed out on that sort of life as with the sea for 100's there of.

[cappy]

agood story and and a laugh to read those abbos are a strange lot ithink in the 50s if I remember right they were not allowed alcohol but they are making up for it now saw themon a traffic island a whole family all pissed out there minds rminded me of some trips I was on lets have more sea stories of interest to all there must be some real crackers out there regards cappy

[happy daze john in oz]

New Years eve in Glandambo South Australia. It is about 500 kilometers from nowhere and about 300 from somewhere. the road house at 1800 hours when we arrived was empty, good room but no TV or radio out there. By about 2300 half of the Abbo population along with a number of white people, well so they said arrived at this place. By 0600 hours next morning all you could see was black bodied strewn around the place. We had a great night but left well before they began to wake up, would not be a pretty sight.