Thursday, December 01, 2005

The bigger they are, the harder they fall...

Some people call it Karma, some people call it 'just desserts', but whatever you call it, this particular news item certainly made me smile..
Jackie heard it first, on the radio, and she rang to tell me, in somewhat of a state of disbelief.

Australian Arrested in Mauritius

Yes, this is the one and the same Sue-beast from Hikarigaoka... the one who had a desk always piled to the ceiling with stuff, smelled like fresh dog's droppings, drank coffee and smoked like no tomorrow, the one who had an unhealthy hatred of anything male, and an unfailing belief that anything female was inherently better. Sue's very big (no pun intended) on defending people she sees as the victim, she's very aware of her rights, but not particularly au fait with responsibilities. We never really got on well with her at Hikari, tolerated her yes, and occasionally had a laugh, but more often than not at her expense! Like the time Joanne and I both put on her coat at the same time - we both fit inside it together without so much as stretching the material. Katie was keeping watch for us, but we didn't realise until afterwards that the door wasn't locked after all!
Sue always wanted to make a name for herself, but I doubt this was the idea she had in mind.
Sue was arrested last weekend for attempting to smuggle 3.5 kilograms of heroin into Mauritius! Obviously not content with glaring at men in Japan, she apparently moved to Kenya sometime after 2002. This was the last time I saw her, when I visited Hikarigaoka and she smelled that I was there and rushed in to abuse me about something. Jackie ran into her in Melbourne some time last year (though she has recovered) but since then, she's been long gone.
Until now, when she attempted to conceal heroin worth US $1.3million at the bottom of her suitcase.
Oh, what I would have given to have been a fly on the wall, watching as she tried to talk her way out of, first, having her bag searched, and the out of being arrested... anyone who knows her will have a great mental image of her penchant for belittling anyone she dislikes, and particularly in telling someone off, or when she's cornered.


On the left, her mugshot from the Mauritius police, and on the right, a photo I had of her from my Hikari days...


Couldn't have happened to a more deserving person!

UPDATE: Latest news has Sue claiming that she was framed... somehow, I think that's unlikely, but I can very easily see her proclaiming her innocence to the world.
The Australian claims she's a divorcee with no children... Divorcee? Well, there was that little man she kept at home, in the dark, like a mushroom, telling no one of his existence (well, it wouldnt do for her to admit there was a significant man in her life, would it? ) but they weren't married, and they didnt divorce... he actually died a couple of years ago.
Oh well...

(and Sue, if you're reading this (which you won't be, in prison), remember, its not libel when its true!)

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I knew in theory it would work, but it was nice to see it actually happen.

Canberra airport is lit at night by pilot activated lighting, so once the control tower closes and they go home, the runway lights et cetera all switch off.

So, up on the top of Mount Ainslie after 11.30, looking over at the airport lights leaving a big black void on the ground, it was time to see if this worked.

Pilot activated lighting works over the radio, so I brought along a handheld radio, and from the lookout clicked the radio and uttered the magic words three times, and lo, the entire runway complex lights sprang into view.

Magic!