Alert!! Poetry following. This post may contain poetry. Poetry has been known to offend some people. Feel free to completely ignore this post. This poem was written for a young lady whose husband came home from Afghanistan suffering, as far too many do, from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. In the past this may have been called ‘shell shock’ or in some cases ‘cowardice’ or simply … Continue reading Purple Dragon
You know that old line that joke tellers use, “Stop me if you’ve heard this before.” It never works does it? I’ve told this story before but it seems to mature a bit with the retelling. These two old men made a fair impression on me. They were both about eighty. One was miserable and the other wasn’t. It was my first day visiting the old … Continue reading It’s my shout!
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“Mommy! You’re wearing princess panties?!??!??” My daughter’s squeal of delight reverberated off of the metal walls of the stall.? She stared in awe. The overly crowded movie theater bathroom seemed to fall deathly silent in an instant. “Shhhhhh!” “Mommy. They are so beautiful! I want some.” She reached out reverentially to touch them as I hovered over the… Continue reading Princess Panties
I have lived in Melbourne on and off for about sixty years. Yesterday I went to look at the St Kilda Botanical Gardens. I have seen the signs pointing to it – on and off for about sixty years – and I have never actually driven passed it. Until yesterday. What a shame, because it is wonderful. Smaller than The Royal Botanic Gardens Melbourne and in … Continue reading Not too hard to swallow!
There’s another song by “The Band” that I like a lot. The last one I put up got mixed reactions so maybe I should tell you why I like this one. The song can be interpreted as an encouragement to cross over the great dividing expanses of the early US and search for the chance to built a better life. In other words it is … Continue reading Across the Great Divide
You know that look doctors get when they are looking at the Computer screen and trying to do 38 different things at the same time! I like my doctor. He always seems to be so totally serious and concerned about me and only me. I get the feeling that all his other patients are fakers and time wasters. A few days ago I was feeling … Continue reading Soup, doctors and dogs.
From Beaconsfield Parade. Port Melbourne. 4.00 P.M. It started to cloud over quite quickly. So I thought someone should send out a bit of a warning. Continue reading “Ahoy there! Get off the water!”
Dear Mr Trump, Aren’t you being a bit hypercritical to call these athletes SOBs for making a legitimate protest, but you haven’t called out others for “Disrespecting the Flag”. May I humbly suggest that you ask one of the junior White House interns to see if a copy of the United States Code is available so that it can be read to you. And then … Continue reading The great debate.
I’ve been in bed for a couple of days and haven’t felt like doing much but flick buttons on my CD remote. I rediscovered “The Band”. A mainly Canadian group who were Dylan’s backing band. Anyway I haven’t wanted to write anything (or read any of your blogs) but here’s a bit from the band. The lyrics are below. Ollie told me I’m a fool … Continue reading “The Band”
I really don’t think Trump has any idea about dealing with a maniac like Kim Jong Un. Because if he did he wouldn’t keep taunting him. Let’s suppose that Kim does get a missile. Maybe he will get one that can only go about 6000 kilometres but maybe he can get one to go 9000 kilometres. Depending on how far it can go will determine … Continue reading Look! Donald!! Duck!!!