Back in Burnie. The woodchips are still there. Lovely as ever. The truck tipper is interesting, and very busy. Trucks are still coming through it at 9:15pm - maybe they work all night.
There are certainly fewer pine logs on the wharf. But all is not lost for those people employed at the Burnie port, because they're re-stocking them. I wonder which people these new logs aren't employing. The other ones weren't employing people at Auspine. None of them aren't employing people at FEA, yet. And why aren't Gunns here finding their resource - have they already locked some in? These truck owners probably don't mind. Who knows.
Anyway, then the sun set on some Tassie forests which won't employ any Tasmanian sawmillers, woodchippers, paper-makers, joiners, artists or cabinet-makers, and especially no sodding smart-arse photographers!
There are certainly fewer pine logs on the wharf. But all is not lost for those people employed at the Burnie port, because they're re-stocking them. I wonder which people these new logs aren't employing. The other ones weren't employing people at Auspine. None of them aren't employing people at FEA, yet. And why aren't Gunns here finding their resource - have they already locked some in? These truck owners probably don't mind. Who knows.
These logs certainly looked like they weren't employing some sawmillers, rather than not employing some woodchippers.
Anyway, then the sun set on some Tassie forests which won't employ any Tasmanian sawmillers, woodchippers, paper-makers, joiners, artists or cabinet-makers, and especially no sodding smart-arse photographers!
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