For the record, I don't give a shit, I write this so that if you actually do anything other than watching,listening and the odd nasty rumour and drive by shout out, you will get caught.

A great show has been put on lately, the people involved really should be actors, maybe they are.  So I am meant to believe that they have given up, the thing is they've played that one several times already and still they hang out in the neighbours carport, plotting, pointing some sort of red light at me.  When I went out to investigate, the light disappeared, and 'they' said they would have to wait till I was asleep.  And yes I do know you are there, you're always there,  24/7.  What new hell have they dreamed up now, but more importantly, I don't get why.  I mean I must really be a threat to someone, or else why keep on trying? Psycho bitch yelled out abuse (getting old) earlier in the day,  something about me being a bitch and she would make sure everyone knows about it.   If I am a bitch, I would like to point out that I am not alone in that I could take lessons from psycho bitch, get up to her level, might get somewhere then.  Maybe get some blokes to do my dirty work, or are they just playing her as well, I suspect so.  I suspect the men are misogynists and cannot bear the possibility that they are wrong and I am right.   And like all good misogynists the bitch (as in me, not psycho bitch, she's alright apparently)  must die.  I am one person, you are many and take it in shifts ,  you support each other and kid yourselves that what you are doing is ok.   You must know it is not,  but hey you want to get paid.  I am a mother, a wife, a daughter,a sister,  I am a person.  Some day someone might do to your mother, wife, daughter,sister, what you have done/are doing to me. Would you even care?  Everybody has a mother at least.  Well I have vented,  see you tomorrow no doubt.  Hi to 'Dawnie".

In case I had any doubts about some of the people involved in this debacle, both a postal connection and a mention of roosters was revealed yesterday.  The postie came as usual and I happened to look out to see if he dropped anything into our box,  he pushed something that made a 'beep' and then rode into the neighbour's place, where S1 and another said "Did they win something?"  Are they looking at our mail now, or have they always been?  I assume that finding out who the postie was would not be too difficult,  on our route, on that particular day, at that time.  A timely reminder, messing with people's mail is illegal,  unless you are police, and if you are police, why are you watching us?  And if you are, why for so long?  One would think that after a couple of years it would be obvious that we are not criminals,  so after, what, 10 odd years it should be abundantly clear.  Personal vendettas, bribing, interfering, disrupting, 'spying', following,  surely this isn't all about some bloody birds!  And if not, what then?   I will never perform for your cameras again,  I have been sucked in too many times, and as Noddy says,  "she might not look like she's getting older, but she seems to be getting wiser",  yeah I am, which is why I write this.   If nothing else, it's a record.   And one of the females involved in all this keeps saying "she is lucky",  really?   Lucky to have you all doing all that you do?  Lucky to have had it done for so long?  Lucky that you didn't manage to drive me insane?  Lucky that my husband thinks I am loopy?  Lucky that whoever you have working with you has so much power that they can intercept mail?  Lucky that wherever I have managed to get work in the past you lot have successfully started character assasination rumours and made sure my time there was as miserable as you could make it?  Lucky that wherever I move you contact neighbours and either recruit them or god knows what you tell them, but their attitudes change?  Lucky that you have probably messed with my children's lives as well?  Lucky that a bunch of psycho's will never leave me alone until they have totally destroyed me?  No  what you mean is the piddly little amounts we sometimes win on lotto, amounts like $12.00 etc.   God forbid we ever win anything decent, then I could afford to get help in stopping you and proving your existence and showing just how long this has gone on.  Come on universe, surely 10 or more years is enough 'payback', I probably would be out of prison by now if I'd committed murder,  come on universe, give me the means to stop these bastards.  I would be doing the world a service, because I am sure I am not the only one.

11.02.17  I took the train into the city to a class I do, yesterday (10th), same on way back - caught Ferny Grove train in, around 8am,  Beenleigh train out from Central around 11am. On the way in a 'couple' of people around my age, caucasian, both short grey hair, man - tall, woman - tallish, both medium build, got on at Altandi and made 'comments'.  They were on the return trip as well and when they got to Altandi, the man said "well we got on here so I guess we should get off here". The woman said "she look's older than we were led to believe".  That could just have been being nasty or it could be true.  Probably hired by the stalkers.
On the way back I was in the 2nd or 3rd carriage I think, and two of the male stalkers were on board.One,  I'll call him S1, about my age, white/grey hair, plenty of it, tall, medium build with a slight paunch,bad skin, caucasian.  S2 older than me, shorter than S1, going bald, with monks pattern on back of head.  Security cameras at both stations and on board trains should show them.  The younger of the two, S1 was obviously trying to get my attention, he was talking about coming from my hometown,  I think they were 'performing' one of their set pieces.  They will say things in an attempt to elicit a response from me, preferably a bad response so that I (depending on whether they have got a camera set up or not) will , hopefully, make a fool of myself (again) or get angry and capture me in a bad light.   Sometimes they do it just to try to make me feel bad, it used to work until I figured out what they were doing, it's all part of their 'game'.  Sometimes , especially in public, they will pay people to say something derogatory, the plan being to make me think  everyone out there hates me/knows about me.
Anyway S1 said his bit about where he supposedly came from and S2 said the appropriate things, then S1 said something about 'a woman' and S2 asked "good looking?"
S1 said "No (mumble mumble, while looking at his phone)  Here it is! mumble mumble, she's getting old but they still keep filming her for some reason."  I gather that the plan was for me to recognise his voice (which I did) and to storm up to him and make a scene.  I ignored them.  They wasted a train ride.
Later in the day I went to my usual sushi place and another 2 of them were there, a younger pair.  Sitting in a booth, the woman was hunkered down, trying not to be seen.  She was caucasian, with long died black hair and was wearing glasses, she was anywhere from 30's upwards, she was telling the man, who was obviously 'play acting', that I am frustrating because I will not say anything, the man was similar age, slim build, caucasian, short mousey hair, medium height. Maybe the shopping centre's security cameras would have scoped them at some stage?  The sushi place had a camera as well.
You all must be getting desperate to risk me seeing you, you've spent so much time (literally years) hiding from me,  you all need to get lives outside of trying to screw up mine.  By the way, I may be an old cow, ugly, fat, etc...  but you are all fugly and it is funny you calling me ugly etc.  They can't own mirrors!

I am not proud of the fact that I sometimes drop to the level of my tormentors.  That is to say I sometimes 'bait' them back, like the things I said last weekend.  I said them because I knew they were listening, and I also knew that they couldn't say anything back because my husband was there. So I let myself be human (again) and succumbed to the temptation to get back at them, but I realise it is futile, it only makes things worse and the only thing I achieve is even more animosity.  It seems that in their universe it is alright for them to say whatever they like about me and I must accept it, but if I try to retaliate, it is held against me.  I know this rationally, but like I said sometimes I just want to fight back.  It is after all the only way i can, it's not like I can do anything else, apart from write here, and let's face it, even this is not considered real.  Ma McG is so obsessed that she actually said , and I quote, "If I have to cut off my own ear, I will get her",  WTF?  What's the plan?  Cut it off and say I did it?  I suppose I could say I had some twisted Van Gogh thing going on.  With all the people that want to smash my face in, cut off my head, get me, and any other variation of this theme you can think of, I am surprised none of you has actually tried to yet.  Well  you know where I am, right next door, come and get me.