I willingly acknowledge that I shall never hit the poetic heights of Dave Warner. I accept there will only ever be one True Larrikin Shane Warne, and that I am not he. I also confess that I am writing these few lines because I am supposed to be writing a job application, which is also […]
When I was a young man, I saw a part of a US made for TV movie about an Australian serial killer going about his hobby in the US. Apparently it was based on a true story. The killer had some form of American accent – indeed, was played by an American, and that was […]
The opening of the first paragraph of Testostero by David Foster may be the most Australian thing* I have ever read, and it is not even set here: The most astounding feature of Venice to Noel Horniman, who at age forty is seeing it for the first time, is not the architecture – which seems […]
Silly Google, dun even know its Sraya Day t’day…. I am a creature of habit and habits, and given that day has come round yet again, here is my alleged poem yet again, with the same introduction as before … … Today is Australia Day. You can tell by all of the people walking around […]
I am a creature of habit and habits, and given that day has come round yet again, here is my alleged poem yet again, with the same introduction as before … … Today is Australia Day. You can tell by all of the people walking around dressed in Australian flags. Otherwise, you might not know […]
When I bought my first copy of the Bible, the King James version, it was to the Old Testament that I was drawn, with its maniacal, punitive God that dealt out to His (It’s) long-suffering humanity punishments that had me drop-jawed in disbelief at the very depth of their vengefulness. I believed in God, but […]
This blog is meant to be about writing and fun things, not medical issues. However, maybe someone else going through this shit will see it and realise that they are not crazy, so I thought I would repost this. Most people in Australia are used to a world where you go to a doctor and […]
Summer time here in Orstraya. Floating in the ocean yesterday in between the waves, all the beach moments of all my life joined together, as though the rest of life is a mundane interruption to that Eternal Now that is me floating, I was reminded of how that is reflected by the end of my […]
ALL the beautiful young things are wondering about the place dressed in their swimwear and large Australian flags, so it must be that day again. I was once abused by two bikini wearing teens on this day for not smiling enough (“BE HAPPY! Its Orstrayuh day”) and I will always be grateful that despite the […]
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