You may recall Princess Jacinda mumbling something last week about the CoL being “A government for infrastructure, a government for housing“ and some other equally meaningless, truth-adjacent word-soup. Well, of course we all scoffed, as anyone who hasn’t been in a coma for the last two and a bit
So it looks like my predictions in relation to Kiwi racer Scott McLaughlin’s chances of shining at this weeks full Indycar test at Austin Texas’ Circuit of the Americas were a bit off on Monday. In that post I said: If he isn’t last on the first day
A few weeks ago I mentioned that our great Kiwi racer Scott McLaughlin had completed a very successful Indycar test with his Penske team. I suggested that it was probably more likely that Scott would be trying out Nascar in the future but with such a productive open-wheeler test, Indycar
Three million “checkpoints” per year? No, I think you might mean three million people stopped at checkpoints. If it were three million actual checkpoints, I think I might have seen at least one recently! If you enjoyed this BFD Stuff up of the day please consider sharing it with your
Police in our country are always on a hiding to nothing when it comes to equipping themselves with suitable equipment. ‘Cheapest is best’ has always been the mantra of the bean counters. Sure they employ a few people to evaluate what will work best for them but at the end
Much has been written about the endemic food shortages in Venezuela. It seems to be almost a goal for these Socialist Utopia to ensure there is no food for their people. If people are starving, of course, they are far easier to control. But with starvation comes desperation, and with
If you have any type of fuel in your blood system you will be well aware of Scott McLaughlin, our reigning V8 Supercar champion. And if you know anything about Scotty Mac you will be aware that he has long harboured a strong desire to race in America in the
Every now and again one must come to the realisation that you simply have too much stuff. And so it happened to me last week when it was pointed out by the long-suffering Mrs ExPFC that I only have one towbar on my (totally awesome by the way,) Falcon wagon.
We all know there are some very unintelligent people roaming this earth. I mean we have a Labour-led coalition for goodness sake so that’s proof positive that there is at least a discernible lack of joined-up thinking going on amongst a large portion of the people we share our
As you may have noticed, The BFD staff are taking a bit of time out from their hectic schedules and only a skeleton staff are looking after the site. Most of the rest of us are enjoying a bit of a break and hopefully you all are too. So I
Most excellent news last week out of Australia: the fightback against dodgy pretend females taking over women’s sport seems to be starting. You may recall seeing Callum (Hannah) Mouncey back in 2017 when SB wrote about him being denied the opportunity to play Aussie Rules in their Women’s
Stuff have been busy trying to whip up extremist hysteria again. Nothing quite like creating your own stories so you can have something to write about! Auckland landlord’s ‘non-stir fry cooking’ ad is racial discrimination – TradeMe Stuff and Nonsense. Dec 16th I was excited to learn all about who
US Democrat and minor Squad member Rashida Tlaib has outdone herself this week. In a tweet as bizarre and lopsided as any that we have come to expect from our own Golriz Ghahraman, she blamed a recent antisemitic murdering of Jews in New Jersey on ‘White Supremacy’. Now we know
This photo has been doing the rounds but deserves a better look. The woman in Labour red is Diane Abbott, a very high up figure in the UK Labour Party. If Labour had won the election, she would now be the UK Home Secretary, in charge of national security! I
It has come to the attention of TheBFD that a few weeks ago there was a meeting between NZTA and farmers, farm contractors, trucking firms and other interested parties such as fire service volunteers. This took place near Christchurch and by all accounts, things got quite testy. The purpose of
I well remember back in 1981 when I got hooked on cars. I was fifteen and about to go for my drivers licence. I was about to be set free in my Mum’s HQ wagon. No supervision, no skills, no concept of mortality. Quite how I didn’t kill
