Humpty
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall – and all the King\’s Doctors, Oncologists, Gastroenterologists, Dermatologists, Psychiatrists, Otolaryngologists, Cardiologists and Ophthalmologists gingerly and gradually put Humpty together again.
Just one more lap
Two catastrophic fire danger days in a row is one too many (well, two to many really…). You can psych yourself up for one, ticking off the hours, wearing out the Fires Near Me App, reaching 6pm with a big sigh of relief, but having it all to do the next day (today) again is
And all\’s well
On catastrophic fire danger days, like today, and tomorrow, I spend my days in suspended animation, my major activity consisting of checking the \”Fires Near Me\” app created by the Rural Fire Service of NSW ….. every half an hour. Occurs to me that the app could be improved by the recorded comforting voice of
Perfect
When the internet really got going, about a quarter of a century ago, the organisation I worked in, after being nagged by me and others to get on board the new age, set up an inquiry to see if this new fangled inter tubes thingy was going to last or be a one-day-wonder. This approach
Sans
\”Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.\” I used to have a bucket list, but I threw it in the bin. Really not interested in travelling any more, seeing any more. I used to be a grumpy old
Catch-23
Catch-22 was the greatest catch of all. You could escape the war any time you wanted to, all you had to do was tell your commanding officer you were crazy and wanted to go home and you would be sent home. Except for one tiny problem – wanting to be sent home was the only
Forget-me-not
It occurs to me that we spend the first three quarters of our lives learning knowledge, and the last quarter forgetting it. So what, I wonder, is the point?
Anxious times
Have only recently come to understand the difference between being anxious and suffering from anxiety. Being anxious is being rationally worried about something for a fixed period of time. On a day of high temperatures and strong winds I am anxious about bush fires. When the weather changes to a cool wet day I stop
Implanted
\”My wounds from World War II have healed as time has passed but I can still feel the scars on my body and the injuries that remain implanted in my soul. And every time I am shown or read about some disturbing event or other in today\’s world, the awful images from those terrible experiences