WordPress Daily Prompt — Guilty
This post is for Martha, who is currently recovering from hip surgery. Her recovery is progressing satisfactorily but slowly. Martha misses her dogs who are being boarded at the moment. The trouble is when you are recovering from illness, you have a lot of time to think. This can be good but it can also be a bit tedious, when activity is required to clear the head and ease the mind. Read more
WordPress Daily Prompt — Narcissism
There are some of us who avoid the news, and some who, for many reasons, have restricted access to news. I live in a country where the news is very parochial and sometimes it seems that we are caught up in a kind of collective narcissism. Read more
WordPress Daily Prompt — Cur
In response to the WordPress Daily Prompt “Cur”, I thought I would share with you a significant moment in Australian political history. It was the day the official representative of the Queen (of England and also of Australia), the Governor-General, Sir John Kerr, fired the duly elected Australian government. Read more
WordPress Daily Prompt — Authentic
The Daily Prompt is “authentic“. I should leave this one alone, but I’m afraid I can’t help myself. I’ve got a blog so I might as well use it. Authentic seems to be more than just the le mot du jour; it’s everywhere and has been for a few years now. It has crept into every-day conversation. We all want to be authentic. Read more
WordPress Daily Prompt — Song
The WordPress Daily Prompt has taken me back down memory lane to the time I sang in an Aussie secular gospel choir. Our repertoire was mostly African-American spirituals. That probably sounds too weird for words, but somehow it worked. So why does an Aussie white sheila with no religious affiliation join a gospel choir? I’ll answer that with another question. Well, why not? Read more
WordPress Daily Prompt — Deplete
We’ve all done it, haven’t we? Said something we regret later. I am many things – a woman, a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a colleague (at least I was until I retired), and a feminist. And, because of all that I am, I really should have known better. I should have. But I didn’t. And what was my transgression? I made a sexist joke. I made a joke about the inadequacies of men. At work. In my public (civil) service job; the public service being the very birthplace of political correctness. And the joke was made about my boss. In fact, I made the joke to my boss! My male boss! Read more
A Poem — The Word Forgetting Blues. Enjoy.
The word was almost in her grasp
She tried to reclaim it but it refused
So the conversation proceeded without her
Who knew? Read more
Reflections of An Untidy Mind 