July, 2019

Elmore B&S celebrates 10 years

Elmore B&S celebrates 10 years COMMITTEE: Sam Shotton, Mick Devlin, Brian Mullane, Ben Matthews, Megan Ayson and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN
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COUNTRY: A woman wear a hat decked out with B&S ear tags at the 2006 Summer Send Off ball. Picture: CONTRIBUTED/SAM SHOTTON PHOTOGRAPHY

PARTY: B&S goers at the 2006 Send Off Summer charity ball. Picture: CONTRIBUTED/ SAM SHOTTON PHOTOGRAPHY

CYA SUMMER: A group from Yendon celebrates a birthday. Picture: JIM ALDERSEY

REVVED-UP: Committee members Sam Shotton and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN

REVVED-UP: Committee members Sam Shotton and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN

REVVED-UP: Committee members Sam Shotton and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN

COMMITTEE: Sam Shotton, Mick Devlin, Brian Mullane, Ben Matthews, Megan Ayson and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN

REVVED-UP: Committee members Sam Shotton and Craig Worme. Picture: JODIE DONNELLAN

TweetFacebookBendigo Advertiser caught up with the committee last week, part three will showcase this year’s B&S and part four will document the donation handovers.

TheElmore Summer Send Off committee announced earlier this week this year’s ball would have a theme.

“We’ve been thinking about raising awareness for cancer,” secretary Sam Shottonsaid.

“We’ve never had a theme at the B&S – it’s always been black tie but now we’re just thinking along the lines of introducing a theme which has been announced as a touch of pink or blue in recognition of cancer in general.

“There are a number of people in the Elmore community who are suffering from cancer or they have family members who are affected by cancer.

“It just seems to be hitting the Elmore township at the moment, everyone’s talking about it, and we’re just thinking we can raise the awareness.

“It might be a nice way to say to the Elmore community that we’re all thinking of you.

“So we’re going to ask the people who come to our ball to wear a touch of pink or blue.

“It could be a pink shirt or a blue shirt or a bow tie while still staying in the traditional dress of black tie.

“We think people at the ballwill embrace it.”

B&S balls -alternatively known as Bachelor and Spinsters orBlokes and Sheilas – were originally designed as a way for country men and women to meet up and potentially find romance.

They’ve evolved over the years and the focus has shifted to people having a good time, meeting up with friends and raising money for rural communities.

Elmore farmer Brian Mullane is no stranger to theB&S scene and remembers when the idea of having a ball in his hometown was first sparked.

“I went to plenty of B&S balls myself and we alwaystalked among mates about it,” he said.

“It was sort of along the lines of,’We’ve got the field days here, we’ve got the perfect spot, why don’t we do it?’

“The firstcommitteepresident lined us up one day and said, ‘Are you going to bloody do it?’

“So we made a committee and made it a charity so the town could benefit.”

Mr Mullane said most other B&S balls were run by organisations such as Rotary clubs.

“Some are even run byfootball clubsbut, for Elmore, we made it its own stand alone thing and all the organisations around town can then come and work and get a bit of the benefit and kick-back,” he said.

“At thefirst ballwe got 700 people and that blew us away.

“We needed 350 or something to break even.

“We peaked about 1900 three years ago.”

Mr Mullane has his fingers-crossed this year’s 10th anniversary ball will be the biggest the Elmore Events Centre has ever seen.

“People come from everywhere,” he said.

“We’ve had people from South Australia, the top of New South Wales, Geelong and Ballarat seem to be a couple of big areas, and it’s not too far from Gippsland either.

“And we’re right on the doorstep of the Riverina.

“We even get a few Melbourne people because we’re only an hour and a half away.”

B&S utes – traditionally decked out with sky-highaerials, bull bars and stickers – will start rolling into Elmore next Friday.

Gates will open at 1pm on March 8 with car park activities from 3pm.

The ball willstart at 8pm with on-stage appearances by Chris Staff, The Viper Creek Band and Trainwreck Trio.

“When it all startedI don’t think any of us actually realised it would still be here in 10 years,” Ms Shotton said.

“I’ve been secretary since the start and we always welcome new members to our committee.

“You don’t have to live in Elmore.

“We’ve have members fromColbinabbin, Rochester,Goornongright through to Perth.

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Jaala Pulford’s daughter, 13, dies

Horsham chief executive Peter Brown, Wimmera Development Association executive director Jo Bourke, Premier Daniel Andrews and Agriculture Minister Jaala Pulford in Horsham. Mr Andrews will serve in Ms Pulford’s portfolios until she is ready to return to her duties. Picture: PAUL CARRACHERVICTORIAN Agriculture Minister Jaala Pulford’s daughter Sinead has died, aged 13.
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Premier Daniel Andrews released a statement on Friday morning.

Sinead died in her sleep at 5.15am the same day.

“I send my deepest condolences toJaala Pulford and her family on the loss of their brave young lady, Sinead,” Mr Andrews said.

“Jaala and Jeff Pulford gave their hearts to their daughter and were devoted to her every need and wish.

“It is now the Pulford family’s wish to mourn in private and I trust this will be respected.

“Jaala’s friends and colleagues across the Labor movement and across the aisles of parliament give their thoughts and prayers to the Pulford family during this difficult time.”

Mr Andrews said he would serve as acting agriculture and regional developmentminister until Ms Pulford was ready to return to her duties.

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B&S virgins tackle country Australia’s biggest night

Justine McCullagh-Beasy, Rachael Houlihan, Kate Zwagerman, Meagan Rooth and Kellie Scott pre-ball at the campsite.Source: Warrnambool Standard.
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FOUR B&S (Bachelor and Spinster Ball) virgins who also happen to be journalists headed to Harrow on the weekend to experience country courtship.

Justine McCullagh-Beasy, Rachael Houlihan, Kate Zwagerman and Kellie Scott share their adventure at Tussock Jumpers 2014.

Harrow, here we come

JUSTINE: I have some reservations about going to a B&S ball. I’ve seen the photos and I know rum, utes, food dye and blueys will be prevalent. But we’re on our way now and I am just excited. It’s something new – whether we like it or not it will be an experience.

RACHAEL: It starts with a poster in my dad’s pub. I jokingly ask my work mates if they want to come and my jaw nearly hits the floor when they agree. The week before the ball we scour Warrnambool’s op-shops for cheap dresses and mistakenly watch a terrifying video about last year’s Elmore B&S. We question our sanity, but with the tickets purchased we figure at the very least it will be a good “cultural experience”.

KATE: We all meet up at the Kirkstall pub to travel in convoy – apparently the only way to travel to a B&S. Pre-buying tickets meant there was no backing out, although the temptation was strong. We spend most of the three-hour trip rehearsing our stories of all the B&Ss we have attended before. As we cruise into Harrow I feel sick with nerves.

KELLIE: Brisbane born and bred, I figure my country living experience won’t be complete without attending a B&S. I am told Harrow’s Tussock Jumpers is one of the more “boutique” balls which is mildy comforting. Reactions from friends regarding my plans to attend include “I’m worried for you”, “WTF” and “Nice knowing you”.

The arrival – first impressions

JUSTINE: Kate sums it up best: “We’re already attracting enough attention without bringing out the white wine”. It is evident we are not regulars. What were we thinking going to a B&S? Within 10 minutes we’ve been heckled for arriving in a family wagon. “Go the Captiva” they jeer. We see two naked men, hear utes rev and watch people do beer bongs. It could be a long night.

RACHAEL: The camping grounds are set amongst tall gum trees, creating an idyllic country setting. The scene is tarnished somewhat by a guy wearing a dress who climbs up onto the roof of his ute and lifts up his skirt, revealing his lack of underwear only seconds after we step out of the car. We quickly decide to change camp spots, seeking safety in numbers with our friends.

KATE: My phone had no signal. SOS calls only. At the moment it feels like the only number I will need to dial tonight is triple zero. Someone tells me there have been people camping and drinking here for a day or so. It shows. A few minutes in and Rachael is actually shouting for her mother. A little later a girl comes over asking for drugs, Kellie considers trying to sell off her Panadol, as journalists we’re more concerned about the misspelt “your sexy” scrawled in texta on the back of her neck.

KELLIE: After seeing two nude men and receiving several requests to “show us your tits” in the first five minutes, my usual chatty self becomes mute. I find it hard to hide my reservations as friends continue to inquire “Are you OK? You haven’t said much”. My goal for the evening is simple: survive.

The night is young

JUSTINE: We’ve arrived at the ball and Kellie has come out of her state of fear. There is a huge tent down one end housing a decent rock band (no country music, a pleasant surprise) and a bar down the other. We are given a plastic cup to use and to keep as a memento – sadly I lost mine late in the night, although I am pretty sure Kate stole it from me. We have a choice of beer, rum, vodka and raspberry and cask wine with juice. There are already people covered in food dye and guys with all sorts of comments not fit for print written all over their white dress shirts. Let the fun begin.

RACHAEL: The first thing I notice is how happy and friendly people are. Everyone is here for a good time and after getting my cup filled directly from a silver cask I go to check out the band and cop a bit of food-dye across my forehead. I quickly wipe it off before I get too stained. So far, so good.

KATE: At the barbecue dinner there is not a veggie burger in sight. I’m way too scared to ask if there’s any vegetarian options in case I get forcibly removed from the venue and settle on bread with coleslaw and tomato sauce. I’ve also broken my golden rule of no rum, but seeing as most of it gets spilt on the dance floor (sorry Justine) it hardly counts. I know it doesn’t sound like I’m having fun, but I am. This is awesome.

KELLIE: A few drinks in and being paralysed with fear soon turns to excitement as we dress into our “gowns” (cheap dress I was prepared to part with). We head into the ball where I learn the only thing on tap is beer and the remainder of the selection is served from garbage bins.

It’s getting rotten

JUSTINE: I am covered head-to-toe in alcohol. I am spilling drinks, drinks are being spilt on me and being short means I am getting drinks spilt in my hair too. My feet are caked in dirt. Only a few specks of food dye though – that’s a success. But I am having a blast. There is plenty of dancing and laughs – everything you want from a night out.

RACHAEL: Maybe I’ve imbibed one too many cups of cask wine and orange juice or maybe I just dance like a giraffe on roller skates, but sometime before midnight I accidentally jump on some guys foot. His lady friend isn’t impressed and promptly throws a full cup of rum in my face. My eyes sting and I’m saturated, but a quick wash in the bathroom and I’m ready to roll again. A few more cups of wine to settle my anger and I’m back on the dance floor resembling a drowned rat.

KATE: OK, rum was a bad idea, I meet a sheep farmer and tell him I’m a militant vegetarian and fully-qualified vet called Mikayla. I also realise I have no idea where the campsite is, tripping over swags in the dark while a John Williamson song booms from a nearby ute. Does it get more country than this? Eventually stumble upon my embarrassing SUV. Finding the keys and working out how to open the car in the dark is the next challenge. Every time I hit a button the headlights turn on, illuminating a nightmarish scene of empty Bundy cans and dancing swags. Bloody Holden.

KELLIE: I’ve drunk what seems like hundreds of raspberry and vodkas and still only feel tipsy as I start to believe there is probably one shot of alcohol to each bucket load. I have been on the run all night from anyone who approaches me with hands in their pockets – successfully avoiding being covered in food dye unlike 90 per cent of the patrons. I find myself gravitating towards anyone doesn’t look like a smurf and meet some really cool people – even some multi-coloured ones. The band is awesome and we dance the night away.

The morning after

JUSTINE: The first thing I hear when I wake up is two guys outside our tent searching for beer and it’s not yet 8am. I can’t think of anything worse right now than drinking alcohol. But I am feeling surprisingly fresh considering I’ve had three hours sleep and I am stoked we survived our B&S initiation.

RACHAEL: I wake up in my swag as the sun is starting to stream through the gum trees. All I can think about is Hamilton McDonalds and how I’ll order one of everything on the menu. And also a shower.

KATE: Woke up at 7am after three hours of sleep to the sound of fellow campers scrounging for their first beer of the day. Surveying the damage I think our group came out pretty good, a few spatters of food dye maybe but nothing compared to the painted ladies gingerly walking back to their campsites.

KELLIE: Three hours sleep and glad to be alive.


JUSTINE: If you haven’t been to a B&S and want to try something new, give it a go. I bet after the initial shock of feeling like you’ve arrived on a different planet, you’ll have a memorable time. I know we’ve got a few stories we’ll laugh about for years to come.

RACHAEL: What an experience. Social etiquette seems to go out the window when people enter the ball, but I still had a great night. People are there for a good time and while it may seem a bit rough, I didn’t witness a single fight. The band was great and I met some very interesting people. It’s definitely something I won’t forget in a hurry.

KATE: It would be easy to say that we set our expectations so low that we were bound to be impressed, but I think it was more than that. There were some great people there and on the dance floor we were all friends. As a social experiment it was a success, as a night out it was, as Kellie put it, in our top 10.

KELLIE: An awesome experience with friends and fellow journalists. Organisers deserve a congratulations for how well the event was run. Although I’ll always remember their statements about removing people with food dye as total lies. Harrow, see you next year.

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Legal Briefs: Tread carefully with contracts

It’s essential to know what constitutes sufficient signing of a contract. FORa legally enforceable contract, the key requirements are writing, signing, offer, acceptance and communication of acceptance of the offer.
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Parties entering into negotiations for the acquisition of land need to be aware that if they wish to withdraw from those negotiations, caution will need to be exercised as, depending on the circumstances, the necessary contractual elements to form a contract may have already been satisfied – despite the lack of formal execution of the contractual document itself – entitling the other party to seek specific performance.

In the case of Robles v Pigg (2014) VCC 1127, an application for specific performance of a contract of sale of land by the purchaser was made after a vendor elected to withdraw from negotiations. The key issue was whether or not there was the existence of a contract which could be enforced. The contract was signed by the purchaser and email to the vendor. The vendor responded to that email specifying that she accepted the offer, but was having difficulty scanning the contract.

The agent advised the vendor that he could communicate the vendor’s acceptance to the purchaser and requested that the vendor return the signed contract by fax if scanning was a problem.

The next day the vendor emailed the agent saying that she would not accept the offer and refused to proceed with the contract.

The judge accepted the purchaser’s argument that the vendor’s signature contained on the email constituted sufficient signing of the contract for the purposes of section 126 of the Instruments Act 1958. By operation also of section 9 of the Electronic Transactions (Victoria) Act 2000, a signature can be found in a document created and transmitted digitally and the fact that the signature was found outside the formal contract on the email did not change anything.

Accordingly, specific performance was awarded and the vendor was required to complete the contract.

Disclaimer:Readers should seek independent legal advice as this article is for information purposes only. Daniel Cole is a director at Beck Legal, Bendigo.

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Life on the B&S circuit

GOOD TIMES: Above, Hannah Knight (front left) and some mates at the 2012 Birchip Mallee Root Roundup. Picture: SuppliedI WAS about 15 when I loudly proclaimed “as if you’d be seen dead in an Akubra”.
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My family owned a dried fruit property in Koorlong, near Mildura, and I was helping my mum spread grapes onto a rack for drying when the words slipped out of my mouth.

Unfortunately for me, the person who’d prompted the comment, an Akubra-wearing teenage boy who was picking fruit at our property, happened to be standing right behind me.

I was pretty embarrassed at the time – as was he – but little did I know that slip of the tongue would come back to haunt me later in life.

I’m now the butt of many a family joke and chuckle to myself every time I don my own Akubra.

Yes, like the teenage boy I once bagged out for wearing the iconic Aussie hat, I too have embraced the country lifestyle. In fact, I’m an Akubra-wearing, rum-drinking, ute-driving B&S chick.

I went to my first B&S ball – alternatively known as Bachelor and Spinsters, Blokes and Sheilas or even, for cruder folk, Bundy and Sex – a few years back.

A friend of mine was into the B&S scene and she’d been nagging me for months to come to one with her.

“You’ll love it,” she’d say.

But I wasn’t convinced and would reply with my standard response, “No way, B&S balls are for ferals”.

I eventually caved – it was probably when she discovered my soft spot for farmers and suggested I might meet a potential farmer husband – and we were soon on our way to the Longy B&S at Longerenong near Horsham.

I knew I would be forever hooked on B&S balls the moment we drove in. There were rows upon rows of utes with groups of country lads revving their prized possessions – many of them sporting multiple, sky-high aerials, spotlights and even flame kits capable of shooting balls of fire.

There was a band playing and groups of people wandering around drinking rum and wearing Akubras and bluey singlets.

Everyone was super friendly and I soon had a bunch of new best mates. The only caution I was given was, “Don’t tell anyone you’re a B&S virgin”, my friend whispered.

Once the actual ball opened that night, I soon discovered why she’d issued those words of warning. B&S virgins – people who have never been to a B&S before – are targeted with food dye.

Yep, the next morning I rose from my swag looking like a Smurf.

Despite boasting a colourful new look and a killer hangover, I knew I was in love with the B&S scene.

I hadn’t found my potential farmer husband but I had met a nice panel beater from Yarram and I agreed to meet up with him at the Jerilderie Round Up B&S the next month.

I drove nearly seven hours, a 14-hour round trip, to get to that ball – a piece of cake compared to the hours some B&S devotees are prepared to put in. The balls were traditionally developed as a way for country folk to look for love but nowadays they’re more about meeting up with friends and hanging out with like-minded country and country-loving folk.

There’s a B&S ball on every couple of weeks with some people driving days to get to their favourite.

I recently read on a Facebook B&S site about a girl who drove from Western Australia just to attend a Victorian B&S ball. Now that’s dedication.

Most balls are held in small country towns with money raised going back into sporting clubs, towards scholarships and back into the community.

Some of my favourites include the Finley Rice Strippers, Jerilderie Roundup, Birchip Mallee Root Roundup, Stonerollers in Murray Bridge, Longy B&S in Longerenong, Holbrook New Year’s Eve ball, and of course, the Elmore Summer Send Off.

The Elmore Summer Send Off is one of the biggest, if not the biggest, B&S balls in the state and is on again this weekend.

The event will be at the Elmore Event Centre in Rosaia Road today with gates opening at 1pm. Tickets are $120 at the gate. Most B&S balls are preluded with a night of drinking at a pub in a nearby town with the utes rolling into the ball venue just after lunch.

People spend the afternoon drinking in the car park, meeting new people, whip cracking, revving their engines, listening to bands and, at some balls, doing circle work. There’s often activities during the day including wet T-shirt competitions and tighty whity competitions for the boys.

It might sound pretty rough, but B&S balls are just about like-minded country folk having a good time.

People are there to have a good time, not spoil the fun.

I have so many fond memories and plenty of stories to tell about my B&S experiences – the time I got my old car bogged down to the axles, the day I stood in the middle of an arena and let a boy whip an empty rum can out of my hand and not to mention some of the totally awesome people I’ve met and can now call my friends.

So if you’ve got nothing better to do this weekend come and give the B&S scene a try – it’s guaranteed to be an experience you’ll never forget.

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