Lost
Tina Turner is eighty? Wait a minute, I’ve lost sixty years somewhere. Has anyone seen them?
Wouldn’t it be good if we could go back in time at will, to any part of our lives, in turn, and fiddle, adjust, undo, redo, make better, make amends, set right, streamline, straighten course, enjoy, savour, say goodbye, say hullo, say thank you, all with the benefit of hindsight. Or would it?
All of us, really, have one track minds. Some of us, though, are happy to explore side tracks, exit signs, underpasses, overpasses, lay-bys, and alternate scenic routes. And some of us aren’t.
My way or the highway Read More »
Worrying away at an old memory is like picking away at a loose thread in a tapestry; soon everything unravels.
When did blind faith in imaginary beings become a virtue, and seeing the truth of science a failing?
Blind leading the blind Read More »
Cancer and bushfires have this in common – the earlier you can catch them the better the chance of a cure.
Also climate change Read More »