My father’s lollies
1. My Father was a great gardener. He could make vegetables sprout from the most unaccommodating soil. The aroma of fertiliser (just a nice name for chicken or horse shit)…
I should give them a call
Often, when I am walking to the bus stop, or out at the Supermarket, I reach for my mobile. “I should give my Mother a call and ask how she…
A nice place to be
Sydney Road Community School was an educational experiment that started in the 70s in the Melbourne Suburb of Brunswick. A Nice Place To Be was a documentary about the Goals,…
What would you say?
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. You…
On this day
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…
The Somersault Position
Now, where I went to school, lunch time was mainly taken up trying to get your mouth around a rather large sandwich. In fact, to call it a sandwich is…
Darkness of the Skeleton – A Short Movie
The following is a short movie written by my daughter, who at the time was eight years old. She also stars in it with me, plus there is a devil…