I can’t take my eyes off this piece of writing every time I see it. There is an honesty and a vulnerability that is hard to explain. You can almost feel the sense of loss. The pain. It’s frighteningly obvious in the simplicity of the language. You just want to reach out and give this […]
“I’ve got you under my skin” There is no spinning glass ball, there is no big band, Nelson Riddle isn’t conducting. “I’ve got you deep in the heart of me” I am on a tram on my way home after a long day at work. “Hold on, people, we’re rolling…” “And soon we’ll be rocking.” […]
Walk into any pet shop and there is a wall, yes a whole wall full of toys. Toy bones, toy balls, toy squeezes, toy bowls, toy bats and more. So many more. Why hasn’t anyone thought about the toy people toys. For example they should do a Toy Postman, Toy Jogger, and a Toy Dentist. […]
I was listening to a podcast with designer Massimo Vignelli. He said the most interesting thing. He said when you are designing, always look at the essence of things, not at their appearance. Appearance is something that wanes, it’s like fashion. I am Italian born, grew up in Australia on a diet of American culture […]
When both your parents pass away within the same year, it makes you think. You start to wonder what it’s all about; what it means to be a parent.
He has never told me a joke before. My mother had told me jokes before, but never my father. It was interesting. And the joke wasn’t too bad either.
After years of saying how the best way to experience nature was through a postcard, we finally did the “country” thing. It was a way to get away from the city on weekends.
In fact it’s one of the things that she’ll be remembered for by her grand children. They even gave her home a name. They called it “McNonna’s”.
Funny term “dead”. It’s very hard to say. I have had a lot of phone calls over the last week. I found it very hard to say “My mother’s dead”. It hurt and didn’t seem quite right. Too blunt and harsh. I heard my brother use “passed away”, and I have started using it. It […]
Somewhere in the world, a child was born; a father cried; a toddler took its first steps; a yapping dog bit the hand that had fed it; somebody made a chess move too quickly;
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