The common picture of Australia is a land of wide open dry and dusty deserts and red soil. But many visitors are surprised to see green grass and farmland. I don’t mean you, you are all much more aware than the hoi polloi, but if you have a friend who needs to be put right I have a little look at Camperdown for you. This … Continue reading Rural Victoria
We were sitting in the park talking. Every day. Same seat under the same tree. Unless it rained and we sat in a small pergola and talked about Australia, Pakistan, cricket and other matters of supreme importance . He had been here for about five years. Worked at one of the labs at the university. Honours degree in micro biology, about six months from his … Continue reading The artist and the portrait
Sorry about the lack of a shed. OH! and I should have said that these were taken in the Victorian Western District near a the towns of Skipton and Colac. Continue reading A coupla old sheds and an elephant.
I made a sticky rice cake To keep just for myself. I drizzled chocolate ev’rywhere Then stuck it on the shelf. I looked at it in wonder And with a glutton’s smile. “I’ll eat that cake tomorrow And I’ll eat with great style.” But then my friend, my brother, And his cousin came to tea So I put the kettle on to boil And hoped … Continue reading My Brother’s Cousin’s Friend
Right! Well Instalment 5 is over on the other blog. This link should take you there. This is about when I wanted to leave the Army but they played hard and kept me in, I lost my wife and family and found out a lot about what all the secret stuff was. Continue reading The Secret Agency part 5.
I was thinking of my mate Ian, who fell off his perch a year or so back. One of the old sets he had back then was “Leadbelly with Big Bill Broonzy & Josh White. Now these are recordings I can get off the web of each of the three men. Sometimes when I feel like I’m getting so old And I wonder if … Continue reading Leadbelly, Big Bill Broonzy and Josh White
All around the western side of Port Phillip Bay there are wetland reserves. Each is different from the other. At one a small creek makes its way through the marsh and mangroves to rocks and open water. Standing sentinel were these Beautiful Pelicans. (Pelecanus conspicillatus). At the waters edge are two Black-winged Stilts. (Himantopus himantopus) On the sand, so small as to be easily missed are … Continue reading Big Bird and Little Bird
Aerial combat is hard to catch with a small camera. Especially if you haven’t tried before. Now I seriously don’t know exactly what I’ve got here but I think we have a juvenile ‘Little Eagle’ (because of wing shape and patterns) being attacked by a ‘Swamp Harrier’. But whatever they were the following fellow was small fluffy and looked at me very angrily. Continue reading Dog fight
I made some cumquat marmalade but I was told I’m wrong. “We spell it with the letter ‘k’ – At least where we kome from.” So I kalled for an opinion from a learned kollege friend. “If they want to spell it with a ‘k’, Where will this nonsense end!” He told me that he thought it was a near katastrophe That kats and kakes … Continue reading Cumquat or Kumquat marmalade
The major exit from the City of Melbourne to the west is via an eight lane bridge over the Yarra River. It is two and a half kilometres long and is almost 60 metres above the water. But I like it because of its gentle smooth curves. In fact I think it is quite beautiful; it is sleek, smooth and clean cut. But the bridge … Continue reading The West Gate Bridge