• Tumbulgum – Can You Even Say It?

    The first time I drove past a sign to Tumbulgum, I reckon I did what any non-local would do – I mispronounced it. Yep – I got it totally wrong, because it isn’t how it seems. There are a lot of places down here in Australia with names you can’t pronounce. The first time I…

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  • When the Health Kick Isn’t Working

    The motivation is there, but the will-power is not. Actually it is, it’s the won’t-power that is in short supply. About a month ago, I found a great local company that delivers organic fruit and veggies, and quickly signed up for weekly deliveries. So far, so good. Well, almost. For a few weeks my diet…

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  • My Home Town

    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 will always be tangled up…

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  • Is It An Addiction Or An Obsession?

    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 to hold a Dance Night…

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  • Weekend? What Weekend?

    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 my declining years in a…

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  • Is It Too Soon To Quit?!

    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). As hard as it is…

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  • Admiration – it’s not about the outer layers…

    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 of car they drive, or…

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