The posters push a variety of things including concerts in other towns.

Although the state government is supposed to be reviewing laws to crack down on bill posters who cost local councils millions of dollars a year to remove their work, we shouldn’t hold our breaths.

The Department of Justice is looking at transferring responsibility from the bill poster to whoever the poster promotes, increased penalties and giving councils the power to issue penalty notices.

But some councils have put up what they call poster pillars at various locations so these glue-happy people can promote their shows on a first come, first served basis for a week and then they have to be removed for a new lot.

Poster pillars would probably work here and one suitable location should be out at the dump where the posters taken off each week could easily be put to bed with all the other rubbish. That's where they all belong.

At least it might get rid of the visual pollution that’s been in the shopping centre for months, all tattered and torn, and making a joke of Tidy Towns.

It’s getting to the stage where we’ll soon need two Australia Days: one for the normal people who want to celebrate living in our great country and the other for the sour minority, nutters and spoilers who want to rain on our party.

It’s the same old story every year.

Bill Shorten dragged out the republic push, another lot had what they called an invasion day rally and the boring ‘change-the-flag’ mob again pushed their awful designs of kangaroos, suns, wattle, boomerangs and modified versions of the old eureka flag.

 And no doubt a nice bloke, but our Australia Day ambassador was a Frenchman.

A RADIO station mocked the national anthem by playing a version by Adam Hills to the tune of screamer Jimmy Barnes’ song Working Class Man.

He calls it the working class anthem.

 The government frowns on this and says the anthem should be treated with respect and dignity while its tune or tempo should not be modified, parodied or demeaned and alternative words should not be used.

 But probably the most bizarre version of the anthem was sung before a Wallabies-Pumas football match by Argentine singer Marcelo Zelada who struggled and made up words as he went.

It went like this:

 ‘Australians all let us rejoice, for we are lert azee

 ‘Or wealth and toils and wealth for soils, Worth goyz wingart ahn sea,

  ‘Our land a-bunnies naychell giff, Or beauty rich and rare,

 ‘His heath will pays, or letters days, Other vance Australia fair,

  ‘In joyful water, let us sing, A strawn house, aylia fen.’

What do you think about that?

And what was that book Nino Culotta wrote about us? We certainly are a weird mob.

"MY dad’s so fast,” says a young kid to his mates, “that he can shoot an arrow at a tree, run like mad and catch the arrow before it hits it.”

“My dad’s faster than that,” says his mate. “He can drop a brick from the roof of the house, get down the ladder and catch it before it hits the ground.”

 “My dad’s faster than your dads,” says the third kid. “He works for the government, knocks off at 5pm and he’s always home by 4.”

WHEN a road around Orange was first talked about, it was called a city bypass and later in planning became a ring road.

Then it was named a distributor road, went briefly back to a bypass and now it’s the northern distributor.

But because the council shot itself in the foot by rezoning land to the west that blocked the original planned route where there’s now dozens of houses in the Wentworth estate, and also selling land in the south that had been bought, that part of the bypass/ring road/distributor is now called a feeder road.

 What the people in the Wentworth estate calls it probably can’t be printed because they’re far from happy there’ll be lots of cars and trucks tearing past their front windows in Ploughman’s Lane when it becomes a ‘feeder road’.

How the section between Cargo Road and Forbes Road can be widened without chopping down trees must be a problem.

WITH the warm weather and good rain, we’re copping full-scale air raids from squadrons of ferocious mozzies, especially now in Orange with people firing up barbecues in the early evenings.

Mozzies are pretty fussy little critters, carefully selecting their victims to attack because some of us invite them to bite while others never get nipped.

 One theory is that mozzies are attracted more to blondes and redheads who are likely to stand out in a crowd while a variety of other research suggests they could be drawn to people wearing dark colours such as navy, black and blue.

 And if you’ve had a few beers, as you do at a barbecue, you’re another preferred target because alcohol increases body temperature and that attracts the buzzing pests.

Exhaled carbon dioxide also enables mozzies to home in on their victims.

You should give yourself a squirt of tropical strength insect repellents that contain DEET or picaridin (look on the can) and your barbecue won’t end up in a barbecue for the mozzies.

 If you do cop a bite, granny used to put a paste of baking powder and water on it or a dab with 'dolly blue' she put in the wash to make sheets look whiter.