Looking back on my most recent posts and I seem to start every post with “sorry I’ve been absent for a while”.
There are no excuses just many good reasons for this and I’m not going to appologise again.
So what’s happened in the last six months, or possibly longer, since my last blog? One word. Heaps. And it has all been around survival.
Not all survival stories are based in harsh physical environments in case you are thinking Jillian finally left her home town and found herself in a hostile place wearing nothing but a loincloth with long flowing hair covering her top lady bits.
Firstly, that simply wouldn’t be a good look for me and secondly, sorry for forcing your imagination to see it.
Thirdly, I’ve been lucky to leave the house never lone my home town as I’ve had to cut costs whatever why I can.
You see here in Australia, the so-called lucky country, it’s getting grim for the residents of the regional areas of New South Wales. The economy is starting to buckle as a result of an ongoing drought which has meant the industry which our communities are dependent on, farming and primary production, aren’t producing.
No summer crops were planted and very few have optimistically planted for winter. Breeding stock has or is being sold off and the farms around my town are silent and bare. You have to remember, of all the Australian states, NSW has always provided the majority of the nations food requirements. But now even the wildlife is moving into town in search of water and food.
It’s heartbreaking to witness and devastating to wake up to every morning.
This small city and all the other communities in regional NSW were built on the agricultural industry and as far as foundations go it is crumbling beneath it.
I haven’t been totally absent from blogging as I wrote this piece for my website in July last year. It is nearly a year since I published Its Forgotten How to Rain and I want you to know things haven’t improved.
My struggle to survive lately is nothing compared to those our farmers have endured however if things don’t pick up I’m concerned how much longer I’ll have a roof over my head. There are limited full time employment opportunities and even fewer permanent positions available. Big business is struggling and more and more small business are closing. As business is doing it hard, the residents are doing it harder.
It won’t be long until it starts impacting major metropolitan areas too although I don’t think anyone there fully understands what is in store for them.
It has been labelled the worse drought in 50 years but it’s still breaking records. Let’s hope it doesn’t break the back of too many Australians before it’s done.