From the heart kingtin..............
As a young fella I sold a Hungarian bloke (Big Joe) a car, just a cheapie but he treated it like a roller, he couldn't thank me enough. It had no warranty attached but he would come to ask my advice about repairs etc and was the loveliest bloke I'd met in years (big as a bear too with this huge voice). One day I walked into the pub across from the caryard I worked at to get a counterlunch and as per usual Big Joe was in there having a beer with his team of concretors and as usual he called to me to have a "schooner ov Resch's Bill, come come haf bier wit Old Joe".
Anyway, this day, he asked me how much tax I pay and i said too much, to which he again asked me how much? I told him the amount and it was plenty as in those days we earned a lot selling cars and he clapped me on the back with his huge bearlike hands and said "Dat is good Bill, I am sure you are happy to be able to pay dis much!!" and i said you must be joking I hate paying taxes. He then said that the country he came from you had to line up for all food, toilet paper, wood or coal for the fire and only if there was any and if you weren't quick you missed out and either starved or froze. He was sending money home to his mother for medication as there was no medical assistance and without her medication she would be left to die. He was probably in his mid-late fifties and had never owned a car till then as you had to be govt. or similar. He then said to the agreement of all his mates (all hungarian) that he was proud to pay his govt. and his country as much tax as he possibly could for the privilige of belonging to such a beautiful, free country and had apparently tried to pay more tax than he owed but they kept refunding him..........He couldn't understand why they wouldn't let him pay more money to Australia.
Since then every tax time I don't whinge or bitch, I truly have a better look at where I live and the people around me and i remember Big Joe's words..........................................Bil ly
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Certainly Brisbane is a much nicer place than Sydney with its aggression and hustle and bustle in every sense of those words, and Melbourne with its insular parochialness and horrible weather. (Fancy having to lay up a boat in winter - Dammit! Winter is our best time of year for fishing! 
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