Post by pporky on Jan 19, 2011 6:22:17 GMT -5
As you probably know we in Australia are having some pretty serious flooding. As a way of helping we do fundraising and this Friday night were having a concert and to help I am donating a couple of my boulder opals for auction. The appeal is for the Queensland floods , that is where the B/O comes from heres how they came out, the size of all the opals is around an inch on the longest length.
and heres another that I have finished with a unique pattern containing a Kookaburra ( an Aussie Bird ) not in the auction
By the way if anybody wanted to put in a bid for the flood appeal
opals they are most welcome and I would use this as a secret bid on the night,however if you are the sucessful bidder you are commited to your price, I'll cover postage. regards Bill
The concert and appeal went great with the opals fetching $60 each and a total of $1500 for the concert. I also did some poems and have included my rock pox poem for your enjoyment I told this one before the auction. This was written for the poetry contest here a while back and went down a real treat
Rock Pox
Well I’ve gone and caught the rocks pox,
And I’ve got it pretty bad,
Now don’t you start a laughing,
Cos it’s nearly sent me mad.
I started out just looking,
But soon that weren’t enough,
So then I started picking up,
So I could feel that lovely stuff.
Now when those rocks were in my hand,
I was compelled for more,
And then would you believe it?
They were right before my jaw!
The next move was instinctive;
I soon knew this was no game,
But me tongue lashed out and licked one,
And now I’ll never be the same.
It turned out that it was dino poo,
And now don’t think I am a liar,
But when that stuff had touched my tongue,
It set my mouth on fire!
My kidneys both are jaded now;
In my leg I have a quartzite vein;
Doc says me livers petrified,
And I’ve agatized my brain.
But that don’t stop me licking rocks,
Much to my wife’s disgust;
She says they’re dirty horrid things,
But to me it’s only dust.
I licked one piece the other day,
And I’ve come down with opal fever,
But it only made my wife real mad,
She suggested I should leave her.
She was only joking though!
Now she’s got the wrapping craze;
So all my cabs I give to her,
Though she most likes chrysoprase.
So don’t go licking rocks my friend.
For you don’t know what you’ll get.
Sure you may find some real treasure,
Or some dung from a caveman’s pet .
Bill Bennett
and heres another that I have finished with a unique pattern containing a Kookaburra ( an Aussie Bird ) not in the auction
By the way if anybody wanted to put in a bid for the flood appeal
opals they are most welcome and I would use this as a secret bid on the night,however if you are the sucessful bidder you are commited to your price, I'll cover postage. regards Bill
The concert and appeal went great with the opals fetching $60 each and a total of $1500 for the concert. I also did some poems and have included my rock pox poem for your enjoyment I told this one before the auction. This was written for the poetry contest here a while back and went down a real treat
Rock Pox
Well I’ve gone and caught the rocks pox,
And I’ve got it pretty bad,
Now don’t you start a laughing,
Cos it’s nearly sent me mad.
I started out just looking,
But soon that weren’t enough,
So then I started picking up,
So I could feel that lovely stuff.
Now when those rocks were in my hand,
I was compelled for more,
And then would you believe it?
They were right before my jaw!
The next move was instinctive;
I soon knew this was no game,
But me tongue lashed out and licked one,
And now I’ll never be the same.
It turned out that it was dino poo,
And now don’t think I am a liar,
But when that stuff had touched my tongue,
It set my mouth on fire!
My kidneys both are jaded now;
In my leg I have a quartzite vein;
Doc says me livers petrified,
And I’ve agatized my brain.
But that don’t stop me licking rocks,
Much to my wife’s disgust;
She says they’re dirty horrid things,
But to me it’s only dust.
I licked one piece the other day,
And I’ve come down with opal fever,
But it only made my wife real mad,
She suggested I should leave her.
She was only joking though!
Now she’s got the wrapping craze;
So all my cabs I give to her,
Though she most likes chrysoprase.
So don’t go licking rocks my friend.
For you don’t know what you’ll get.
Sure you may find some real treasure,
Or some dung from a caveman’s pet .
Bill Bennett
