A long time ago in a land far away, my True Love and I had a big adventure. It was on our European backpacking tour of ’91. While we were in Ireland, we decided we would lash out (spend up big) and take an organised day tour of Killarney National Park. Our mode of transport was horse and cart, and then dinghy for the return across Loch Léin to Ross Castle (I hope I’ve got that right. It was such a long time ago). For the more intrepid traveler, there was the option of riding a horse. Now I’m not that intrepid but I used to be a good rider, so I chose to ride. My True Love wisely chose to travel by cart. Read more
Kudos to the Yass To Climate Action organisers who helped the local kids put on rally in support of the Global Strike for Climate. It was the first climate change rally held in Yass, with many people of all ages turning up to show their support. Yay, go Yass! Read more
A fissure has emerged in our household, ladies and gentlemen. Or at least it has for the purposes of this post. My True Love has told me in no uncertain terms that he is sick of my virtue signalling. Well, that was my interpretation of what he said. He actually said that he didn’t want to retire and spend the rest of his
getting shorter life with me if I was going to be so hysterical ALL THE TIME about climate change. I need to stop being so anthropocentric. Read more
I think I have encountered it, ladies and gentlemen. My spirit animal. And what type of animal is it? Is it a dingo, a blue whale, a rare bird or a raw prawn? Well no. It is a duck. A very common native duck. Read more
In just under an hour, my Saturday will begin. I am thinking of instituting a Friday song on my blog as way of celebrating the end of the working week (but of course, many people also work on the weekend and don’t get paid any, or very little, extra for this convenience). Since the Ragtag Daily Prompt is sardonic, I might as well kill two birds with one post.
No one does sardonic better than Alanis Morissette. I dedicate this pick to all the underpaid shift workers out there. Everything will be fine, fine, fine. At least it will be for me.
Sing it with me.
Last night, I thought I might write a very important post. Then I chickened out. But now …. oh well, here goes.
I don’t do drugs. Never have. I have had too many “hypos” (low blood glucose episodes), which are themselves quite trippy. Some good. Some bad. So I stay well clear of them — drugs, not hypos, which is somewhat harder to “do”. I don’t even drink alcohol anymore. The most I’ve ever drunk was three glasses of wine. You know, when in France … as you do. Read more
August — lives in the moment, not for all time. And for holidays. Read more
Would it surprise you to learn, ladies and gentlemen, that Australia has the highest rate of deforestation in the developed world and that, although direct comparisons cannot be made. rates of land-clearing are on a par with Brazil? Land-clearing is accelerating the growth in Australia’s carbon emissions. Read more