I was stuck on a word in a crossword this morning. It was four letters, ended in an O and the clue was patron saint of sailors. I had to admit defeat and look up the answer which to my utter surprise turned out to be “Elmo”. Elmo? Rosie’s friend Elmo of whom I wrote recently (see “Elmo and Rose” ) was the patron saint of sailors? Surely not. Please forgive my ignorance and not being a religious person, I had to consult Dr Google to check this out.Continue reading “Saint Elmo?”
Willow is looking very festive as befits the season. Read about Willow and her story in my earlier post The Odd Thing About Willow
My humble blog has just been followed for the 100th time and I thought I should show my appreciation with a special shout-out. Thank you Matt B Comic I hope you and my other 99 followers continue to enjoy my scribblings.
Meet my darling wife Molly, who I am proud to announce is standing as a Senate candidate for the Health Australia Party.
Here is Molly’s electoral “pitch”: Continue reading “My favourite Senate candidate”
You know you are getting old when you have the following happen to you. We were sitting in the car at traffic lights when my wife innocently asked me “How do you feel about dying?”. I thought about it as we travelled through the intersection and then blurted out “I’m quite looking forward to it really”, a response that nearly caused my wife to run off the road. Continue reading “Beyond?”
Did you remember to take a breath in just a second or so ago? Or perhaps exhale the previous breath? Did you remember to make your heart take another beat or to push some more blood around your body? Or recirculate the blood that was coming back in to your heart? No you didn’t did you? Well, yes you probably did but not consciously. Continue reading “Beliefs and other shortcuts”
My wife Molly is a herbalist and nutritionist and has been in practice for over 30 years. I say this because it provides context to this amusing telephone exchange we experienced recently. Continue reading “Molly the truck repairer”
News has come through of yet another drug related death at a music festival. What a dichotomy, a festival of youthful enthusiasm and enjoyment of music marred by a death from a drug presumably taken to heighten the enjoyment and experience of the occasion. What a waste. Continue reading “Test or Not”