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Australian Election Springs Oz East Coast See Sea

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. The Aussie men’s cricketers might have been sent back to Oz with their tails between their legs this summer, but at least they are returning to the Aussie spring, which is usually (usually is a big word in Greenygreyist thinking) a nice space time to be. There was also the little matter of a general election in Australia this week, marking another break between one time and another.

Werewolf of Oz East Coast Australia

Yes, regular readers will probably have guessed by now that it’s time for your second weekly episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

Australia 2009
Australia 2009 (Photo credit: stoofstraat)

They may not have guessed that, as many Aussies are probably now welcoming in a new spring, and wondering about a new political era, this episode is also a landmark on the travel quest quartet’s satirical sojourn across Oz.

Over 100 episodes have passed, but now the east coast comes into view, for the home straight of the marathon journey.

The episode starts with more badger funny,
before travelling east through some literary
nonsense poetry,
to see the sea;
which is nearly always a nice space time to be.

Chapter 103.  East Coast View Suggests Journey’s End Looms?

Once they’d finished their banjo-bagpipes duel, Angry greeted the badger and complimented it on its playing, before introducing us all. The badger said its name was Badge, and called its parents out from their sett. Badge introduced them as Brock and Brocc.

Staying Dry in Dampier 

Heubach badger
Heubach badger (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Brock said they’d been expecting us, after the badgers of the Badginarra National Park told them we were on our way. I thought that was a coincidence, after we’d just benefited from a similar west-east communication between the pigeons of Coorow and Cooma.

The Badja badgers quickly arranged a clan meal, and the fine spread filled us up after the long hike. When we told them of our difficulty during the day they offered us a badger barge they had, and said it would deliver us through the forest.

We were overjoyed at this, and Angry gave them his bagpipes in return. Bakers’ dozens of badgers emerged to see us off, badgering and barging one another to be on the best balcony.

Barging Through Dampier 

Cover of "Deliverance (Deluxe Edition)"
Cover of Deliverance (Deluxe Edition)

We had a wonderful time barging through Dampier. It was thankfully nothing like the experience those poor people had in the film Deliverance, which I’d half suspected we might suffer after the duelling instruments reminded me of the film.

The river returned us to the dust sandy path, and a long uphill trek.

From a treetop
in a rest stop
outside Nerrigundah,
Elle had a gander,
her observation she did ponder
if it was the east coast yonder.
I was inspired by the tree scenery
to write this observation poetry;
was it the beginning of the end
the east to north Ozyssey bend.

Australia 2009
Australia 2009 (Photo credit: stoofstraat)

We all rushed up the tree for a gander, and were happy to unanimously confirm Elle’s discovery. I could see the east coast; all this time after starting off in the south-west. Nostalgia and optimism coursed through my veins, fused in my heart, and surged upwards to mind.



Dampier and Nerrigundah are real places.


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Syria Vote and Badger Cull B4 Oz Werewolf Pigeon Pottiness

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. First of all, I’d like to congratulate the British parliament for voting against military action in Syria. It’s a sensible decision reflecting the will of the majority of the British people, showing democracy working well. I think Prime-Minister Cameron was rash in his calls for action, but magnanimous after the House of Commons defeat.

Badger’s Bane to Potty Pigeons 

Badger (Photo credit: Tatterdemalion!)

On a more environmental note in the U.K.,
for wolf – environmental week at the Greenygrey,
I also disagree with David Cameron‘s decision to cull badgers, but accept the government’s decision in line with our democracy; although it wasn’t put to a vote in parliament.

English: Nanny Goat Bronze Statue Nanny Goat H...
English: Nanny Goat Bronze Statue Nanny Goat Hill Cooma NSW (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Anyway, enough of the serious stuff, here’s the next episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google MapsAfter the extended episodes epic Lord of the Rings themed story, this episode is another standalone breather like the last one in Berridale, as the travel quest quartet  reach Cooma for more pigeon and partridge pottiness.

Pigeon Partridge Potty Pranks

Yes, I did mean to write ‘more’ above, because this episode connects back to an earlier episode with pigeon pranks-a-plenty.

Yes, all the way back to chapter thirteen, when Grey was still a lone travelling werewolf in Western Australia, before it met Bonzo, Elle, Angry and Cathy; and got into trouble with the Monotonous Monotheists at Meekatharra before being helped out by the Mildly Monotonous Moby in chapter twenty.

Anyway, there’s links to the old chapter above, and here’s the new:

Chapter 101.  Coo ma, it’s the Pigeon Mothers of Cooma 

We didn’t know what Cooma could provide at the late hour we arrived. Our bellies were all berried out, and seemed to have been racing to rumble the roarest more than our legs had been spinning to speed the slickest. My hopes rose at the Cooma city limits when we were met by a pigeon in a pinafore that was quick to come to the fore.

Pigeon Mothers of Cooma 

The Partridge Family
The Partridge Family (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

She cooed a welcoome and introduced herself as Patricia. She said she was one of the many pigeon mothers of Cooma, although she’d been named after her grandmother, who was a member of The Partridge Family.

Patricia said they’d heard we were on our way from the pigeons in Coorow; the Coorowgeons had sent a carrier with a message about our journey. As time passed, they’d thought it must be literary nonsense, and Coorow had just wanted something to coo about; but our arrival meant it had not been nonsense after all. It had all turned out cooshty in the end.



The not nonsense phrase was probably inspired by Joseph Heller’s Catch-22, which the author was reading at the time.
cooshty – cushty is slang for good.
The Partridge Family was a television series.


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Backyard Bear Between Branches Bounce

Hi, it’s Wolf Whistzer, intrepid newshound at Greenygrey News (GGN). As Britain seems to be trying to exterminate (or at least cull thousands of) one of its last surviving medium-sized wild mammals, the badger, having long ago succeeded with (competitor predator) large-sized ones, North Americans are happy to have bears in their backyard.

GGN is delighted to report that the Greenygrey was there as this big bear was brought down safely, so it could carry on going about its natural business, and bringing fun, knowledge and wonder to the lucky humans in its vicinity, as shown in this video:

Kill Build in the British Garden: Greyth not Greeth Growth

Hi, it’s Susie Dentinfang, word expert at the Greenygrey and Countdown to the Full Moon. I know I haven’t been around for a while, and would like to take this opportunity to thank my colleagues for keeping the show rolling in my absence.

New Greenygreyisms out of Old Human Traits

Yes, I was awoken from my slumber yesterday by the first uses of the terms greyth and greeth for grey or green growth.

I hope you like my title by the way, which is of course a play on the Kill Bill film of a few years ago, and relates to yesterday’s blog about Cameron’s government resorting to a kill and build policy for badgers and the economy, even though there’s no evidence to suggest either will work, and both are definitely going to result in the death of wildlife and parts of the British environment.

Heubach badger
Heubach badger (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Greeth not Greyth Growth

It seems to us that continuous greyth growth is a neverending cycle that will see most of Britain concreted over, with more people needing more jobs, so more building will be started, and then there’ll be more people who need more jobs, so more building will be started… and they’ll need more feeding, so there’ll be more cows, and more cows might die because of wildlife, so there’ll be more killing of wildlife, like the badger cull that’s going on now…

Badger Crossing Sign
Badger Crossing Sign (Photo credits: roadtrafficsigns.com)

An alternative would be greeth growth, where we treat the British landscape like a garden or wildlife park, and try to nurture the nature into a beautiful place, which might attract tourists etc, and bring in more income than just building empty shells that just turn into blots on the landscape.

Maybe it wouldn’t work economically, but it wouldn’t do much harm trying; and there’s no proof that killing badgers or building houses is going to work either, and they definitely have horrible downsides.

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Werewolf of Oz latest Episode not Real Time

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Hi, it’s Green.  Great news, we’ve received Grey’s Werewolf of Oz blog clearly into the Greenygrey world for the first time since the Grand Council coup attempt, and have copied it below for quick reading.

Some people have asked why we can’t produce real time Greenygrey news, but we aren’t even real, so how can we create real time news!?

Here’s the blog, which had the title:

Goodbye Coo Pigeons, Hello Banjo Badgers

The pigeon mothers of Cooma put on a fine feast for us, and we thanked them with full contented stomachs that rumbled no more.  They said it was the least they could do, after we’d showed their Coorow relatives the utmost respect.

Tara to Cooma

They put us up in some lofts they’d converted for our visit; there was even a longer one for Elle, and a smaller one for Angry.

In the morning they cooked us up some pigeon porridge, which they call pigidge.  It was made with goat’s milk, and was oat so delicious.

But then it came time to say goodbye, and we left Cooma with a heavy heart and stomach.

We could hear them cooing their farewells until we entered deepest Badja State Forest, and the chattering of badgers took over.

Banjo Badgers of Badja Forest

It was nice to walk through the thick forest at first, but then we reached the swamps, and it looked like it could get tricky.

We were looking for a clear route through when Angry said he thought he could  hear a banjo being played in the distance.

We thought he’d turned more crazy than angry for a minute, but then we could all hear it.

We followed the direction of the sound, and before long our lugs delivered us to a clearing, where we could see a badger picking at its banjo.  Angry pulled out his guitar and started playing along, and soon they were raising the canopy with their badger beats.

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