CRAYFISH IS TOILET PAPER ALL OVER AGAIN!

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Originally Posted by V8Ian

It was yet to be invented. :tease:
Surely you remember Queensland's own, Daffodil peanut paste.

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I do, it was available here but I really cannot recall whether it was Paste or Butter & it is sooooooooooo many light years ago.

Maybe it was Peanut's Daffodil Paste?[bigrolf]

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Originally Posted by V8Ian

Funnily enough Des, Joh never grew a peanut. He was a cattleman. He never claimed to be, nor denied being a peanut farmer.
The simple fact is, peanuts are too hard to muster.

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Sorry, but I always remember my old Dad telling me whenever he and his mates drive past Joh's peanut farm [ his second farm] they would pinch as many peanuts as they could, they said it made up [ a little bit] for Bethany being the only property in the area to have a sealed road to the house , better than the main road running past the property. Joh was a hard worker, no doubt about that. He used to work his horses almost to death , and then shot them when they couldn't go on.

"Joh was a hard worker and did farm chores every day before and after school. He left school aged 13 to work full time on the farm and he was driven by the desire to pay off the bank debt on the family farm. His father put the family deeper into debt by buying a second farm to feed their herd of dairy cows. It was Joh’s job to drive the cows to and from the property. He also enjoyed reading the bible and struck up a friendship with a local Lutheran pastor who allowed Joh to take the Kingaroy service whenever he was away."

Joh heard that peanuts would grow well in the sandy soils of his farm. He overcame his father's scepticism and cleared the second property to plant peanuts. Without bulldozers, Joh used teams of horses to pull the timber down. He lived in a cow bail on the property where the only furniture was a bed, a meat safe and a box for bread. The frugal cow bail would be his home for the next 15 years. Joh worked from dawn to dusk every day except Sunday and spent his evenings reading books about self-made men like Henry Ford, Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Edison.

Woolly Days: Not an average Joh: the story of Johannes Bjelke-Petersen (nebuchadnezzarwoollyd.blogspot.com)

Both Bethany and Ten Mile were cattle properties. The area was known for peanut cultivation, with the Marketing Board in Kingaroy, but Joh didn't grow peanuts commercially.

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Originally Posted by V8Ian

Both Bethany and Ten Mile were cattle properties. The area was known for peanut cultivation, with the Marketing Board in Kingaroy, but Joh didn't grow peanuts commercially.

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But he grew peanuts.

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Originally Posted by bob10

Sorry, but I always remember my old Dad telling me whenever he and his mates drive past Joh's peanut farm [ his second farm] they would pinch as many peanuts as they could, they said it made up [ a little bit] for Bethany being the only property in the area to have a sealed road to the house , better than the main road running past the property. Joh was a hard worker, no doubt about that. He used to work his horses almost to death , and then shot them when they couldn't go on.

"Joh was a hard worker and did farm chores every day before and after school. He left school aged 13 to work full time on the farm and he was driven by the desire to pay off the bank debt on the family farm. His father put the family deeper into debt by buying a second farm to feed their herd of dairy cows. It was Joh’s job to drive the cows to and from the property. He also enjoyed reading the bible and struck up a friendship with a local Lutheran pastor who allowed Joh to take the Kingaroy service whenever he was away."

Joh heard that peanuts would grow well in the sandy soils of his farm. He overcame his father's scepticism and cleared the second property to plant peanuts. Without bulldozers, Joh used teams of horses to pull the timber down. He lived in a cow bail on the property where the only furniture was a bed, a meat safe and a box for bread. The frugal cow bail would be his home for the next 15 years. Joh worked from dawn to dusk every day except Sunday and spent his evenings reading books about self-made men like Henry Ford, Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Edison.

Woolly Days: Not an average Joh: the story of Johannes Bjelke-Petersen (nebuchadnezzarwoollyd.blogspot.com)

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A bit like his sidekick Russ who had an off ramp designed and built off a highway straight to a drive through bottle shop he owned.

(from 'The Moonlight State' many moons ago)

Where's Big Bjorn when you need him?

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Originally Posted by 350RRC

A bit like his sidekick Russ who had an off ramp designed and built off a highway straight to a drive through bottle shop he owned.

(from 'The Moonlight State' many moons ago)

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Three crooked Kings and Jacks and Jokers , written by Matthew Condon, dive deep into the dark underbelly of Joh's World. He came out squeaky clean, when the dust settled. Lot's of eyebrows raised over his trial. That's a story for another place. Don't think Joh was a crayfish eater.

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Originally Posted by V8Ian

Where's Big Bjorn when you need him?

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Probably auditing the paper bags.[bigwhistle]

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Originally Posted by bob10

Three crooked Kings and Jacks and Jokers , written by Matthew Condon, dive deep into the dark underbelly of Joh's World. He came out squeaky clean, when the dust settled. Lot's of eyebrows raised over his trial. That's a story for another place. Don't think Joh was a crayfish eater.

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Then he didn't know what he was missing bob.

He wasn't my Premier but I can still see him standing up in front of the media answering, mostly tricky questions with that Joh-ism thing,"Don't you worry about that," he would say with a smile & a knowing look. The only thing missing was a wink.

Love him or hate him he really was one of Australia's Characters of the time[bigrolf]. Me? I liked him.

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Originally Posted by p38arover

I lived in Qld (Calamvale then Inala) from early 1960 until I completed Senior (6th Year/Year12 for young ‘uns) in 1964 and don’t remember peanut paste

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I was born early 50's and raised in Dakabin, Qld. and always called it 'Paste'. I still do, and definitely make a point of doing so when with people whom I know the term annoys.[smilebigeye]


In the mid 70s, I spent quite a few days, over a period of a few weeks, on Bethany and Flo would always appear at morning tea with some of her famous, fresh baked, pumpkin scones.
Now, for a young bloke living in a Government caravan, providing for himself and working daylight to dark, these scones were manna from heaven!
There was also a Kaolin mine either there or next door at the Ushers property. My memories a bit vague on that. I also found out about the Tarong power stn. way before most, after been asked by a 'Local' if the work we were carrying out was related to that.