Billy Adams
@billy-adams.bsky.social
Interested in the rehabilitation of degraded landscapes. Once upon a time I used to read a bit.
🌿 North-west Meanjin. Above the floodplains of Maiwar.
🌿 North-west Meanjin. Above the floodplains of Maiwar.
Moon beams on your face,
Catch mine, all these miles away.
Looking, seeing, you.
Catch mine, all these miles away.
Looking, seeing, you.
May 12, 2025 at 1:56 AM
Moon beams on your face,
Catch mine, all these miles away.
Looking, seeing, you.
Catch mine, all these miles away.
Looking, seeing, you.
DION ~ RUNAROUND SUE
YouTube video by Dion
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April 23, 2025 at 12:04 AM
Blame it all on Dion
April 22, 2025 at 11:58 PM
Blame it all on Dion
Is this called a Dicken Schnitzel?
March 27, 2025 at 1:15 AM
Is this called a Dicken Schnitzel?
If pump prices are deregulated what stops a retailer increasing their margin to offset the excise reduction so there is no or little change to price?
Also this, from a previous time this policy was spruiked 👉 theconversation.com/what-will-th...
Also this, from a previous time this policy was spruiked 👉 theconversation.com/what-will-th...
What will the fuel excise cut save you? Not as much as the Treasurer says
Josh Frydenberg says halving the fuel excise will save a family with two cars $700. Our calculations show for most households it will be less.
theconversation.com
March 26, 2025 at 9:32 PM
If pump prices are deregulated what stops a retailer increasing their margin to offset the excise reduction so there is no or little change to price?
Also this, from a previous time this policy was spruiked 👉 theconversation.com/what-will-th...
Also this, from a previous time this policy was spruiked 👉 theconversation.com/what-will-th...
It's where the last bite should go
January 9, 2025 at 9:50 AM
It's where the last bite should go
Rail-Roaded
It’s an old and troubled line,
I’m walking.
The railroad tracks,
Crumbling at my feet.
And in a most forgotten rhyme,
I’m talking.
The music cracks,
Twinkling to the beat.
A close watch on this heart of mine?
I’m baulking.
The decks were stacked,
Love's bleeding in the heat.
It’s an old and troubled line,
I’m walking.
The railroad tracks,
Crumbling at my feet.
And in a most forgotten rhyme,
I’m talking.
The music cracks,
Twinkling to the beat.
A close watch on this heart of mine?
I’m baulking.
The decks were stacked,
Love's bleeding in the heat.
January 8, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Rail-Roaded
It’s an old and troubled line,
I’m walking.
The railroad tracks,
Crumbling at my feet.
And in a most forgotten rhyme,
I’m talking.
The music cracks,
Twinkling to the beat.
A close watch on this heart of mine?
I’m baulking.
The decks were stacked,
Love's bleeding in the heat.
It’s an old and troubled line,
I’m walking.
The railroad tracks,
Crumbling at my feet.
And in a most forgotten rhyme,
I’m talking.
The music cracks,
Twinkling to the beat.
A close watch on this heart of mine?
I’m baulking.
The decks were stacked,
Love's bleeding in the heat.
