Movie review | On The Beach
In 1959, the end of the world came to Melbourne, Australia. I thought it was the scariest movie I had ever watched in stark black and white. It had no special effects, no blood and gore, no aliens invading in...
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Book review The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid by Bill Bryson
They say laughing is good for your health. When you physically have to stop reading a book in mid-sentence because you simply cannot continue, you try but the laughter emanating from you is so overwhelming, when you are snorting loudly...
A sign from beyond
It was a mid morning phone call from her niece, which brought the sad news that Gwen had passed away. I couldn’t believe it. Her house empty, locked up, the 100 year old tree in the front yard, dropping its leaves as if recognising the loss.
The next day or two later, I stood at the balcony window, as I had so many times over the years, looking out over the rooftops, Gwen’s rooftop to the little chimney at the back. For some 20 seconds perhaps, I stared in silence and disbelief –
Sleepover with the grandkids
Have you ever felt so fatigued that it is hard to engage in ordinary everyday life? Have you thought you have some type of exotic sleeping sickness or syndrome or are lacking in a vitamin essential for daily life? Possibly...
Toilets fit for a Queen. A fairy tale.
My Mother always used to say “ Even The Queen has to use a toilet “ To a small child that statement seems miraculous and wondrous. To an adult who happens to be a Tour Guide, the word “ Toilet...
Close encounters of the spooky kind
My City cousins visited from Melbourne every year. Being girls similar in age, I had a strong friendship with the eldest.
We would explore all the usual places around the farm. We were on the same wavelength and got on well.
Pleasantville welcomes you
Moving House – Part 4 “ You mean we’re in Pleasantville?’ “ Sounds like the opening line of a movie scene…..only it’s real. Set in a simple place where residents exist in a traditional setting, never changing, just living day...
The moving van or how not to hire a truck
Due to the aforementioned Mr. M ( fully licenced to drive an 18 ton furniture van and who had never had an accident) one more little worry was eliminated as the move progressed into the final stages.
Moving house – hiring a van. Rule number 2 – Don’t do it.
At first it’s not evident as they begin to throw – I mean stow – your personal items. However, after many trips into the house, up the stairs, down the stairs, watch the walls, out the back, into the garage, how did we accumulate so much stuff, where is my door knocker, can you be careful with that, there is a subtle change in their demeanour.
The rules of moving house part 2 – The Move.
The little white Mazda Familia hatchback, filled to capacity with the last of our breakable, precious items shuddered and swayed yet kept her stability on the slick, wet Westgate freeway. This car was fortunately built to handle such treacherous conditions, being full four wheel drive and turbocharged rally bred.