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Armada Assets

Locality: Sylvania Waters, New South Wales, Australia

Phone: +61 1800 988 014

Address: Suite 16, 3 Richmond Ave 2224 Sylvania Waters, NSW, Australia

Website: http://www.armadaassets.com.au/

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24.01.2022 Damien Stone shares the why behind water3.

24.01.2022 Privileged to be at Day 2 of Eco Expo - Save the World with so many super engaged people wanting to build a better world. Come say hello. We have exclusive dea...ls on our double walled stainless steel bottles and the chance to win your own personalised engraved bottle by suggesting new locations for our refill machines. See more

23.01.2022 Interesting article about Pepsico aquiring Soda Stream to reduce their plastic foot print. https://www.msn.com//pepsico-is-buying-sodastre/ar-BBM9OwE

23.01.2022 We are so proud to have joined forces with Bravehearts to produce this stunning, limited edition double walled stainless steel water bottle to raise funds in su...pport of their White Balloon Day. Bravehearts’ White Balloon Day is an annual day to raise funds and awareness for the prevention of child sexual assault. Show your support for our most precious of resources and buy your bottle online TODAY while stocks last. https://www.shop.water3.com//white-balloon-day-limited-edi

22.01.2022 Our team members Adrian and Serena with 3000 litres of chilled fresh water and insulated bottles heading out to the heroes at Lower Beechmont Rural Fire Brigade, who continue to risk their lives to keep us safe. Thank you to Daryl and the entire team from all of us here at Water3

22.01.2022 I went to the cricket today. SCG. New Zealand v Australia. The flags were stretched out on the closely clipped turf, the ‘Welcome to Country’ was nicely done,... and the singers were ready for their operatic rendition of the 2 anthems. Then ... a deputy captain from one of our Volunteer Bushfire Brigades was introduced to the 35,000 spectators. Can’t remember his name... doesn’t matter. He was there to represent all of the wo/men of all volunteer brigades. What do you think happened? He strode across the ground, in his baggy yellows and Firie boots. No speech. He just joined the official party near the microphone on the ground. Well, all 35,000-odd peeps spontaneously stood up in the stands, and started clapping. Everyone!! Even a number of older troopers I could see ... with buggered knees and painful backs struggled lamely to their full height ... and started clapping. Gee, a spontaneous standing ovation. I felt the involuntary pricks in my eyes and the wet trying to get out. I looked around ... why ... ? ... curious to see if I’m the only one overcome with emotion. No. Lotsa wet-eyes ... lotsa. The People clapped, and clapped,and clapped ... then more clapping, clapping, clapping ... 70,000 hands clapping. No whistling. No calling out. No smart-arsery ... just an endless ocean of flat-clapping. It was strange, all this clapping without a trace of excitement, or partisanship, or rivalry, or nationalism, or ... anything other than respect, trust, and appreciation. On-and-on it went. Endless. Everywhere, including the Members. There was no cue to stop ... so, no-one stopped. Normally, there is a cue. If a batter scores a hundred then gets out, s/he gets clapped to the fence ... then we stop. But ... here ... today ... no-one stopped. No cue, no stop. Everything else could wait. No-one ... not even one that I could see ... not one stopped, or slowed. On and on ... clap-clap-clap ... on and on it went in undiminishing intent and momentum. No-one ... stopped. No-one. Just a relentless expression of gratitude and respect. I wondered how it would come to a close ... because there were zero signs of anyone wanting to stop. How long? Dunno ... maybe 5-6 minutes. Then, the MC intervened and said we must do the anthems ... oh, yair...the anthems ... and so we stopped clapping. A very, very lovely expression of our common Humanity. So good.

17.01.2022 Water3 is turning 4 and we want to give you a surprise! To celebrate you'll receive a gift on Monday April 1st (not an April fools, we promise) Sign up to be the first to receive your gift through our website

16.01.2022 http://armadaassets.com.au//infopack/investments-australia/

15.01.2022 Just let this sink in.

10.01.2022 Big story about Adshel selling their business. Stories like this are very refreshing for our investors to show the potential of this market. https://www.news.com.au///eaab3aadc3e914dbd65c9cc40c4489db

08.01.2022 I went to the cricket today. SCG. New Zealand v Australia. The flags were stretched out on the closely clipped turf, the ‘Welcome to Country’ was nicely done,... and the singers were ready for their operatic rendition of the 2 anthems. Then ... a deputy captain from one of our Volunteer Bushfire Brigades was introduced to the 35,000 spectators. Can’t remember his name... doesn’t matter. He was there to represent all of the wo/men of all volunteer brigades. What do you think happened? He strode across the ground, in his baggy yellows and Firie boots. No speech. He just joined the official party near the microphone on the ground. Well, all 35,000-odd peeps spontaneously stood up in the stands, and started clapping. Everyone!! Even a number of older troopers I could see ... with buggered knees and painful backs struggled lamely to their full height ... and started clapping. Gee, a spontaneous standing ovation. I felt the involuntary pricks in my eyes and the wet trying to get out. I looked around ... why ... ? ... curious to see if I’m the only one overcome with emotion. No. Lotsa wet-eyes ... lotsa. The People clapped, and clapped,and clapped ... then more clapping, clapping, clapping ... 70,000 hands clapping. No whistling. No calling out. No smart-arsery ... just an endless ocean of flat-clapping. It was strange, all this clapping without a trace of excitement, or partisanship, or rivalry, or nationalism, or ... anything other than respect, trust, and appreciation. On-and-on it went. Endless. Everywhere, including the Members. There was no cue to stop ... so, no-one stopped. Normally, there is a cue. If a batter scores a hundred then gets out, s/he gets clapped to the fence ... then we stop. But ... here ... today ... no-one stopped. No cue, no stop. Everything else could wait. No-one ... not even one that I could see ... not one stopped, or slowed. On and on ... clap-clap-clap ... on and on it went in undiminishing intent and momentum. No-one ... stopped. No-one. Just a relentless expression of gratitude and respect. I wondered how it would come to a close ... because there were zero signs of anyone wanting to stop. How long? Dunno ... maybe 5-6 minutes. Then, the MC intervened and said we must do the anthems ... oh, yair...the anthems ... and so we stopped clapping. A very, very lovely expression of our common Humanity. So good.

02.01.2022 Interesting that big business is now getting involved with this serious business of reducing single use plastic waste. https://www.bloomberg.com//investors-demand-nestle-pepsi-a