The information panel at Central Station is the beacon that leads me home when I take the train from Northern New South Wales back to Windsor, as I do far too infrequently. Windsor is in my distant past, and a long way from where I live now, but my childhood Read more…
Is there a difference? My love of sixties music is well documented, well, at least on these pages. I hear the music, my feet start tapping, and I want to sing along (depending on whether anyone is in hearing range), and dance. And so it was that an impromptu suggestion Read more…
I’m on retired time, so should weekends matter anymore? For the most part, they don’t, but sometimes they do. Being retired means every day is the weekend. No more deadlines, early starts, late nights, or paperwork overload. And that’s how it should be. The Declining Years I chose to spend Read more…
I signed up for the Ultimate Blog Challenge (UBC) for April with all the enthusiasm I could muster at the time. Today is April 8th, or, Day 8 of the blog challenge (well, it is here in Australia, and for once I’m on the right side of the big time-divide). Read more…
In my life of golden opportunities, of seemingly being in the right place at the right time, I’ve met some amazing people. Too many to acknowledge in one blog-post, but worthy of mention, collectively. So what kind of person elicits my admiration? It isn’t about how someone looks, what kind Read more…
Okay, let’s get something clear right from the start – this isn’t about running, or even walking, a marathon. This is about writing a marathon, if that’s a thing. Maybe it’s about to become a thing, because I’m about to breathe life into it, at least here on my website. Read more…