Autumn at "Riverbend". The nights are getting a bit coolish, and the mornings are definitely no longer 'get-up-and-go early mornings' but 'stay-in-bed-until-the-sun-warms-up mornings', but the still long days are absolutely glorious.
And BHP had another good day as well, after China permitted their state-backed iron ore buyers to purchase some BHP cargoes. BHP promptly jumped 3.2% to $56.10 after an intra-day high of $56.42. It's still well down from its all-time high of $59.39 on 3 March, after which, on the same day, it dropped to $57.70, and kept dropping until it had bottomed at $46.06 but closed at $47.11 on 23 March. What a ride!
It's about all the excitement I get these days, apart from watching HARD QUIZ on the ABC and the Donald's psychopathic rantings. Now we have that Mexican stand-off of a double bluff in the Strait of Hormuz and a holy war with the Pope. Frankly, headline fatigue is beginning to set in and I want to stop hearing about all this s*"t and get back to normal.
Although, on second thoughts, Australians, who wouldn't know about Gundagai if it weren't for the song about the dog, ought to be grateful for all those geography lessons. I mean, who'd ever heard of Asaluyeh, Khorramshahr, Mahshahr, Bushehr, Chabahar, Bandar Abbas— well, maybe Bandar Abbas. Even I who has spent three years in the Middle East, can barely point out the location of Israel (although that's mainly due to the fact that the location of Israel was always omitted on Arabian maps).
I have always regretted that, when I still worked and lived there, I never visited Petra, that "rose-red city half as old as time", so maybe, when all this is over and we're still alive, I book myself a holiday to the Strait of Hormuz which looks like an amazing place in the above video clip.
