BIZARRELY ENOUGH

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Let me preface my song selection with a few words on today’s new health recommendations for the AZ vaccine in Australia; something along the lines of why doesn’t the health advice change until an Aussie dies. Tragically another person in the 50-59 years age group died this week. I’m desperately sorry for the family and friends of the woman who died after having the vaccine. Since she was healthy prior to having the shot (unlike the previous person who died), it has been recommended that administration of the AZ vaccine be suspended for the 50-59 age group (excepting those requiring 2nd doses) and that the remaining unvaccinated 50-59 cohort instead be offered an mRNA vaccine. See here for the ATAGI advice. Do you think if the lady who died had underlying health conditions, the decision would have been different?

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Blue Sky Thinking

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Like many in Group 1b which has been designated by Australia’s national Cabinet as high priority for the Covid vaccination, I heeded our government’s invitation to make an online booking for my first Covid shot. I was a little mystified as to why the invitation was extended at all given that the vaccination program for the highest priority group (ie. our quarantine and frontline health workers, as well as aged care residents) hasn’t been completed yet and the vaccine is in short supply, but I guess our nimble government can walk and chew gum at the same time. So, I thought I would try to book an appointment anyway. You never know, I might get lucky. Picture this, 6 million of us in the 1b priority group trying to make a booking at the same time. Of course, not all of us in that group tried to book but a large number did make the effort. As you can imagine, it wasn’t a happening thing.

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Double Fault

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Over the last fortnight we’ve been importing coronavirus cases so that Aussies can sit back and watch the Australian Open tennis. It’s good for tennis and good for the Victorian state economy apparently. As you can imagine, some residents of the fair city of Melbourne (where the tournament is being held) are none too happy with the latest virus breakout via a worker at one of the Australian Open quarantine hotels. Melburnians spent six months sheltering at home last year so they are entitled to be a bit miffed. It also does not seem fair on the quarantine workers who risk their health every day to ensure that the rest of the country can live virtually virus free.

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Take A Seat

It’s that time again — time for Su’s virtual afternoon tea. Once a month, Su at Zimmerbitch hosts afternoon tea in the blogosphere and we are all invited. You can bring something to share or just go along for a chat. I am also combining my visit to Su’s with my (early) Friday song day. My Friday song day happens each Friday (except when I post on Thursday night), and is where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

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Love Letter to Victoria

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

The Australian state of Victoria, and its capital city, Melbourne, are doing it tough at the moment. Victorians are sheltering in their homes in a herculean bid to bring down the number of Covid-19 infections. There is everything to love about Victoria. I dedicate my song selection this week, Love Letter, to all Victorians. However, I’m leaving the writing and singing of this love letter to the experts, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.

You can do it, Victoria. I have faith in you.

Can’t wait to see you again.

All my love.
Tracy.

The Changing Seasons – July 2020

July casts a long shadow – Winter in the national capital (Canberra, Australia).

Contrary to photographic evidence, I spend much of the month hiding in my home or in my head. The disaster that is Covid-19 grips the nation. Covid-free Australian states shut their borders against those states battling virus spot fires or a full-on raging inferno. I’m all for border closures. Virus afflicted states are going to need all the help they can get from other states to subdue this contagion. Hate, bigotry and ignorance also corrode the social fabric. This too we can overcome provided we have the will to work together.

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The Returned

A Short Story

The old man slaps his car keys down on the kitchen table. It’s cold inside the house and he is tired. It’s been a long drive in heavy rain. He has to take a slash. His water works need fixing. That’s why he is here. Back in Canberra.

The mobile rings as he is zipping his fly. “H’lo,” he says loudly. It’s his eldest daughter on the line. The cranky one. Of course, it is not the youngest daughter. She doesn’t ring. She is too busy working in the old folks home. His son doesn’t ring much either. If the old man knew how to text, they might communicate more often.

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Spatially Challenged

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

How are you feeling today? Are you, like me, feeling sl…ee…py? No that’s not the song I picked for my Friday song day, although it would be very appropriate too. I’m sure you know the one I mean. Yep, I’m feeling oh so tired. Nope, it is not that song either. However, it does feel like I’ve been here for my whole life, never knowing home [and a decent night’s sleep]. In the words of the Little River Band, “I live for the day when I can hear people saying that they know and they care for everyone.”

It’s A Long Way There, so get out your air guitar and let’s get going.

Stay sane, stay kind and give everyone some breathing space.

Kind Regards.
Tracy

Gash in the Fabric

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.

Well scheiße, ladies and gentlemen, what a crappy few weeks it has been downunder. How’s that for an impressive, or pathetic, example of tautology? It has been all about the corona virus (Covid-19) these last couple of weeks. You know the old saying, “Pride goeth …” Hubris, pubis. Australians have been so self-congratulatory about how we got “on top of” the virus. Apparently and allegedly, all the time we thought our borders were closed, our borders weren’t actually closed, if you know what I mean …

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