20k Australians want in on class action against Vodafone
It’s been well over a year since I successfully cancelled my iPhone Vodafone contact (without paying the $1,500 exit fee). And my post explaining how I broke the two-year contract within six months of signing up is my most popular post here, ever. And this blog has posts going back about to 2006.
There are still shitloads of disgruntled Vodafone users out there. Enough to warrant Sydney-based legal firm Piper Alderman to being plans for a class action suit against Vodafone.
From their website:
Calls dropping out, reception issues, poor data performance – this is not what Vodafone customers signed up for. Vodafone, however, has continued to charge customers on its mobile plans, without providing the service it promised.
Customers who signed up with Vodafone over the last three years may be entitled to compensation if they were misled into signing contracts or if Vodafone did not live up to its end of the bargain.
We are investigating a class action against Vodafone to recover losses suffered by its customers over the last three years, plus interest. So far, we have had over 20,000 people express their interest in joining the class action.
If you want to give Vodafone a serve, this is definitely the way to go. Go fill out the survey under the heading Complete the survey if you think that you have suffered losses because of Vodafone or 3 Mobile.
So if  you have been unable to operate your business, do your job, your kid’s school hasn’t been able to contact you during a medical emergency… you definitely fall into the category of people who have suffered losses because of Vodafone.
If you are experiencing difficulties with the online survey or would prefer to fill out a hard copy questionnaire, you can email vfclassaction@piperalderman.com.au or call 02 9253 9999 between 9am and 5pm weekdays.
For the love of St Joseph
I’m still to scared to say too much, lest I Â jinx our plans to get into a gigantic debt.
But I need some intervention. Joe, I need your help.
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Amen
Knowings of things
Hello there, little blog. I’m sorry if you thought I’d forgotten about you.
Because I haven’t. I’ve thought about you, often. But I know that I’ve been a bit too busy for blogging…
- I know that our mortgage broker is very nearly trying to stuff up our plans to buy our first home
- I know that all the pieces will fall into place because of some silly little signs
- Like our offer being accepted on Gran’s birthday
- Contracts exchanging on mum’s birthday
- Our real estate agent being based next to our wedding pizza shop
- I know that nutella+marshmallow pizza is awesome, but bound to give you two nights of restless sleep and weird-ass dreams
- I know what I’m buying Dan for his wedding anniversary present (Hi hun! Just putting this here to tease you x)
- I know that sleeping in tomorrow morning is going to be AWESOME.
Louis CK at the Opera House
My favourite comedian right now is Louis CK:
Yes, he swears and many would find him offensive. But I’d put him in the same category of comedian as, say, George Carlin. Because George was unapologetic about his passion for life, and it showed, yes, even through his dirty words and cynicism. I put Louis in the same basket. Sure he crosses (many) lines, but he’s honest and at the core is this person who just wants the world to be a better place for his two kids.
There was no way we were going to miss him at the Opera House this week as part of the Just for Laughs Festival. No chance!
We hadn’t been to the Opera House since our epic Ben Folds 3-nighter. Whenever I make that walk between Circular Quay and the Opera House itself, I pinch myself and remember that I’m living in the city with the most beautiful harbour in the world.


Louis was supported by Tom Gleeson, who I’d heard of but never seen live. Louis discovered Tom via YouTube a couple of months ago and asked Tom to be the support act for his Aussie tour.
As a bonus, we had a support act for the support act. An “up-and-comer” from Melbourne called Rob Hunter, who, Louis spotted at (and I quote) “a shitty Melbourne comedy club”. So Louis asked if he could fly up to Sydney and perform at the Opera House. Rob Hunter is teh funny, keep an eye out for him.

So Louis finds his own support acts – either on YouTube or while he’s mid-tour and throws (I assume) a massive spanner into the production works.

Louis himself was hilarious, humble, honest… exactly what we wanted from our $80 tickets.
Love your work, Louis.
[Photos in this post have been taken with the Sony Ericsson Xperia Neo that I've been lucky enough to trial for a couple of weeks. I haven't been paid, but they did let me drink champers in a stretch limo. The photos haven't been photoshopped, save for resizing and adding the watermark.]
Househunting days
Now that we’re in fully-fledged househunting mode, our Saturdays move to the same beat.
We spend time waiting in the car…

We pay particular attention to cat-friendly properties…this was a two-kitteh home that we fell in love with… only to find that it’s way over our price range :(

We mock the ridiculousness of some places… srsly, who puts a fake crocodile in the bathtub for a property inspection?

And there is always time for the lunchtime special at Doughboy Pizza… this is fast becoming our favourite pizza locale, especially the Hawaiian… NOM.

As much as I bitch and moan about hating house hunting, I confess to enjoying the routine we’ve developed… and the fact that we spend hours together without our noses glued to technology (except for the iPad that leads us through our inspection list, that domain.com.au app is brilliant).
Do you enjoy househunting?
[Photos in this post have been taken with the Sony Ericsson Xperia Neo that I've been lucky enough to trial for a couple of weeks. I haven't been paid, but they did let me drink champers in a stretch limo. The photos haven't been photoshopped, save for resizing and adding the watermark.]















