On the tip of my ….
I spent the first 75 years learning the names of everyone and everything, and the next seven and a half years forgetting them.
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Bon mots
All aboard!
As I slowly return to the land of the blogger after very little activity for the last 2 and a half years I thought I should lay down some blog markers for my subscribers and casual visitors. Your host is Australian by birth and British by ancestry. I became an Atheist at a young age,
Not my circus, not my monkeys
The Australian parliament is a circus: The Nationals are the clowns; the Greens are the tightrope walkers; the Liberals are the flashy horses covered in decorations prancing but going nowhere; Labor are the workers cleaning up the horse shit; and One Nation are working through the audience scamming people…
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Snakes in the grass
Some time ago, oh, I don\’t know, 30 years perhaps, I was moving a small flock of sheep from one area to another. They were well-behaved sheep and easy to work, so they were just moving in a clump before me as I absentmindedly walked behind them. Suddenly I became aware that the flock had
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Some time, never…
Has anyone in real life (not the movies) ever said, in response to some pereceived danger, \”oh well, gotta die some time\”? Of course not, yet somehow script writers have people speaking this sentence all the time.
Day by day by day.
Hey I am exactly just 100 days short of 29,220 days on this planet. And what days they have been!
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Here we go again!
So, this is my 80th new year\’s eve. Don\’t remember the first few. Well, the first many, really. Doesn\’t matter because they all fall into a small number of categories with a small number of descriptors. The New Year is imagined, anticipated, with Hope, or Fear, or Sadness, or Regret, or Happiness, or Gloom. We