The psychology of caring or being interested or empathetic is covered in University courses all over the world. But what makes me interested in the Catalan problem today? I have spent a week in Malaysia and a month in France and six months in England and any time there is a situation in those countries I am a little more interested than if the same … Continue reading Catalonia
Just bought a little vinyl record player and put on a few oldies. Gee some of those girls could sing. You could hear every word and the sound was like hot chocolate; Here’s one just for starters. Dorothy Lamour with Eddie Durant – PERFIDIA – written by Alberto Dominguez and Milton Leeds in 1941. Recorded 1945. I could have chosen the same song sung by … Continue reading Perfidia – Dorothy Lamour
I like singers who enunciate the words so you can hear them. Continue reading A song for late at night.
In the main street of Ballarat there is a monument to a horseman, a policeman. a poet and a politician. Adam Lindsay Gordon. But in keeping with the man, the monument is of a horse. Unfortunately the sun shone very brightly and the photos are not as impressive as I would want. At the feet of the horse and at the top of the plinth … Continue reading The War Horse
Some little time ago his Worshipful Honour our LordBeariOfBow looked down from on top of his horse High Dudgeon and bemoaned the existence of off-shore call centres. His story of woe was called It’s official. I’m a racist! I agree with him in most things although there are one or two important differences between us. I agree that off-shore call centres are an anathema. This country … Continue reading Juanita, the call centre Queen.
More than 35000 Australian POWs have their names recorded on the 130m long black granite wall that makes up part of the Memorial in the Ballarat Gardens. More names are added if they are discovered. The names are listed alphabetically. No one’s rank or serial number is recorded. All prisoners were equal. In front of the marble monument is a garden of Yakka bushes; a … Continue reading Australian Prisoners of War Memorial.
The difference between a home made vinaigrette salad dressing and a commercial one is that mine has to be shaken up and then after a while the oil and the vinegar separate. The commercial one probably has some additive that I don’t like that turns their mixture into an emulsion so the oil and the vinegar do not separate. It’s like that in marriage too. Some … Continue reading Marriage of disparates
I love clouds almost as much as I love ducks. I guess there is a size differential but they are both impressive. Also ducks are around for longer. But then again a cloud might disappear overnight but with any luck there’ll be another one tomorrow. Sometimes there’s is a plane in a cloud. But not a duck. Or maybe a parachutist. I’ve looked at clouds … Continue reading A storm’s brewing
The troubles with trains of thought are manifold. As with any train, getting off at a station too early will mean that the welcoming committee will be left standing and will become annoyed. It is also a good idea to know exactly where you intend to go. Some little time ago I was talking about bullies and I promised to tell you how I developed … Continue reading Dealing with bullies
Sundown is the time to look for a sunset photo opportunity. And, of course, it helps a lot if there are huge clouds on the western horizon. So the question was, what will I get when there are no clouds. So I thought I’d give it a shot. I went down to the St Kilda Yacht Club and stood in the one spot and waited. … Continue reading Sundown at the beacon.