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Tuesday I went to SciTech with a box of dung beetles and talked about female ornamentation as opposed to the — far more frequent, except among humans — male colours, plumage, tusks, horns, etc. The remainder of the week was "normal." Not a peep from Canberra; not even an acknowledgement. I did talk to Sue on Wednesday, before taping another programme. She seemed to think that I should lie doggo until someone (anyone?) "wakes up" or "does something." That sounded fine to me.

I thought I'd avoid Australia this time. Maybe I wouldn't stir up more trouble. I talked about "Alien Invaders," mentioning the cane toad and the rabbit, the redfin perch and the fire ant. But then I mentioned knotweed.

Japanese knotweed was introduced to the UK by the Victorians as an ornamental plant, but it soon escaped from gardens and began its rampant spread throughout the UK.

It grows incredibly quickly - more than one metre a month - and rapidly swamps any other vegetation in its path.

It is so hardy that it can burst through tarmac and concrete, causing costly damage to pavements, roads and buildings.

But removal is difficult and expensive; new estimates suggest it costs the UK economy £150m a year.

However, in Japan, the plant is common but does not rage out of control like it does in the UK, thanks to the natural predators that keep it in check.

Scientists at Cabi [Commonwealth Agricultural Bureau International] - a not-for-profit agricultural research organization - used this as their starting point to track down a potential knotweed solution.

They looked at the superweed's natural predators - nearly 200 species of plant-eating insects and about 40 species of fungi - with the aim of finding one with an appetite for Japanese knotweed and little else.

After testing their candidates on 90 different UK plant species, including plants closely related to Japanese knotweed such as bindweeds and important crops and ornamental species, they discovered a psyllid called Aphalara itadori was the best control agent.

The little insect feeds on the sap of the superweed, stunting its growth.

Recently, following peer review by the Advisory Committee on Releases to the Environment and a public consultation, the UK government has now given the go-ahead for release of Aphalara itadori, under licence, in England.

The Welsh Assembly is expected to announce its decision on the psyllid soon.

The insects will initially be released on a handful of sites.

These will be isolated and, in addition to having the superweed present, will also have UK species that are closely related to Japanese knotweed planted there to check that the psyllid only targets the invasive species.

"However," I concluded, "some critics say that it is impossible to be certain that the Japanese insect will only target the superweed and could attack other species once in the wild. I hope this works. But we all know that the best of intentions can go awry."

Sue said she liked it. I told her I'd stolen most of it from the BBC.

Sarah seemed to be healing — she took her amoxicillin and was fretting less. Weena just stayed home when she wasn't ferrying Patrick about.

Friday evening I asked Patrick whether he'd like to go shopping with me.

"What kind of shopping?"

"Well, I thought we might see what looks interesting in a book store or two."

"Books?"

"Yes. You seem to enjoy the three books of tales."

"Okay. But you never told me why there were many stories about the same things."

"Hmm. Right. You know how big Australia is. How long it takes to fly there when we go to visit your Grandmum and Granddad?"

"And Jacky and the nungungi, too."

"Yes. Well, long ago. Before there were any airplanes or cars or phones, different groups of people didn't know about other groups' stories. They didn't know how people in the north explained things; nor people in the south; nor folks in the Red Centre. But each group worked out a different explanation for how things came to be. Because everybody asks 'how' or 'why' things are the way they are. So now, when we can travel around, we can see that different groups came up with different explanations. Does that make sense?"

"Sort of."

"What's the problem?"

"Well, it seems to me that the Dreamtime stories aren't true explanations. They're not real."

"True."

"So what's the real story?"

"Hmm."

"He's gotcha, Gordy!" Weena called from the kitchen.

"That's tough, Patrick. I'll try to explain. The real story is made up of what we call facts. And the story that ties the facts together is called science. A very long time ago a man named Aristotle set up a method of thinking that was called the deductive method. In the deductive method, logic rules: You take a few statements and work out other things based on them. But over time, there were more and more things that appeared logical, but weren't right. And around 400 years ago a few people in Italy, England and Denmark thought about something else. We call it the inductive or the scientific method. In the scientific method we start with a lot of observations of nature, with the goal of finding a few, good statements about how nature works. In the scientific method, observation of nature is the authority. If an idea conflicts with what happens in nature, the idea must be changed or abandoned. Now the stories are attempts a explaining things that the various bands saw. But do we really think that the magpies tried to lift heaven? Or that the goannas painted one another?"

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Hello.. once again here. this time i want to explain a story how i so heaven of my life with help of my own mom and sister.. let me explain my self i am B.E and working in MNC. my sister is married and she is settled in Australia and my mom is housewife. Before my sister marriage always i was finding chance to have sex with my sister, but unfortunately it not happened. We used to sleep together But i squeezed her boobs while sleeping and rubbed her pussy from outside. some time she push me and...

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I'm standing at the front door of No 17 when I spot the hastily scribbled note pinned to the letter box saying to go round to the back garden via the side gate, so off I toddle.What a pleasant surprise I get, two lovely women in very brief bikinis.Sandra,the owner off the bungalow, is wearing a deep purple number that leaves very little to the imagination and Lucy,Sandra's next door neighbour is wearing a pale lemon colour swimsuit."Hi girls,are you ok,you certainly look it from where I'm...

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Hi readers I am Parthiv I am an average guy looking good white skin toned body height of 5’10”. I live far from parents due to job I work in a company at Hyderabad as assistant engineer so I lived lonely at my flat. As about my work there are less members of female in our company so I didn’t get as many female colleagues to chat. One day one of my friend suggested to read sex stories from this site you liked it first I didn’t listened about him. After some days I feel so bore and started...

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MY SENIOR YEAR in high school was marked first and foremost by getting my driver’s license and second by playing the lead in the all school musical. I was eighteen years old and just walked into the license branch in Lima (with my dad), took the written test, got in the car and drove the examiner around the course, and received my license. That was it. But a driver’s license expanded my horizons. I could drive myself and was no longer dependent on being transported around by my parents....

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TeensDoPorn Kylie Martin Southern Belle Gets Sexual

Kylie Martin is a southern belle with a super tight body. She got into adult film because of her love of sex and money. We can totally relate to this babe! Her beautiful perky tits looked soft and ready to be squeezed, but we were way more interested in what that mouth do. She sucked like a pro then made her way into a position to get mounted. Never has our producer felt such a slick pussy, and it sure showed by the sheer size of the facial he spunked her with. Kylie definitely has our vote to...

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Julie’s email sent Alistair straight up to the bedroom. He quickly got out of his trousers and pants and grabbed a pair of her knickers and lay on the bed. He didn’t know where to start as he began to stroke himself. Should he concentrate on Bajram fucking her? Perhaps he should think about Ceres and his Julie together? Maybe even think about Abdul and Bajram both fucking her that very morning? But the two faces that filled his mind were those of Jeff and Alan, his friends of longstanding. ...

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Maria . The last crumbs of supper lay silent on my platter. The last dregs of port had long since passed my lips. The serving wench waited to clear the table. “Maria?” I asked the maid, “Have you been plucked yet?” “Gor Lummee me lord what a question,” she giggled. “And a serious one girl,” I insisted, “I fear I need a dalliance, but I desire a chaste wench, not a strumpet so are you chaste?” “You have a dalliance, your heart will burst you old fool,” she scolded me, “You must be sixty...

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Just a made up story of a picture from the other way around....James was your average teenager, okay grades, small group of friends, quite and not one to get in trouble.One day on his normal journey home, where he has his own secret path through the woods, in his only little world, dreaming of time flying through the skys... Theres a crack of a stick and rustle of leaves, but still he carrys on, oblivious to what is about to happen to him!Suddenly he is snap back to reality, with a sense that...

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