Belly Bellows

Did you know there are two ways of breathing? No, I didn’t either until I was pulled up by a fellow actor in rehearsals for an amateur production I was in some many moons ago at Chester St theatre. Continue reading “Belly Bellows”

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Beyond?

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?”

Test or Not

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”

Milestones

I was surprised to receive a message from WordPress recently in which they congratulated me on passing the 100 posts published mark. This was not something I had been monitoring nor setting a target to reach but I was both pleased with myself on one hand for having reached that number and a little annoyed on the other that I hadn’t posted more by now. That is the problem with milestones, they come in many flavours. I thought to myself, interesting things milestones, so here are a few of my views on milestones. Continue reading “Milestones”

Kookaburra

I was out on my daily walk recently when I noticed that one of my shoe laces had come undone. As I leant down to re-tie my shoe lace, a kookaburra started to “laugh” from somewhere a distance behind me. The kookaburra’s call sounds like laughing. Why is he laughing at me I thought, it was just my shoe lace? Shoe lace secure again, I looked around for where the kookaburra might be. Continue reading “Kookaburra”

The Sentence

The gift of life comes with its inevitable companion, the sentence of death. You can’t have one without the other, there is no choice. You live, you die. As soon as you start living the clock starts ticking. Every life, human, animal, plant, no exceptions. There is no control other than adding the full stop through suicide, self-destruction. The length of the sentence is arbitrary and therefore unknown, unlike the sentence pronounced by a human court sitting in judgement. The sentence though is full of commas and colons and semicolons and capitals and hyphens, all defining the events of our life. But where does the natural judgement on the length of the sentence come from? Continue reading “The Sentence”

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