Four glittering Cartier watch faces, keeping the time in executive spaces, handed by Holgate to high-flying wanglers who did a good deal and wrangled the bankers. $12,000 of wrist-wrapping bling to ensure these fine workers continue their thing. She came from big business where bonuses are blousy, not in the service where gifts mark you … Continue reading PM Quietly Goes Postal on CEO
Even the straightest can bust a move, I mean she's one square peg, or so we thought, but now old Sandilands is comparing notches, tit for tat, no pun intended, I swear. We all thought that woman is beat, whipped and stiff as eggs and sugar. Then badda-bing... and Mr Murdoch's taken her in, has … Continue reading The Rising…
Blow on a dandelion - is he? isn't he? is he? isn't he? - until it begins to look like him in a fuzzy, funny way. Nobody knows when he caught the bug. Nobody knows if it's let him go. The secrets swirl mistily around that great, white house and the man - his irate … Continue reading Waiting for Election Day
You are that proud yacht: sails full, wind-tilted facing the waves with confidence and grace Your bow wave - that iridescent 'V' - presses outward meeting other ripples, going (it seems) for miles. I don't know if anybody heard you coming - so young and so clean - but you're going to sail around a … Continue reading For Jacinda Ardern
This idea of a gas lead recovery... put your money on a drill bit and watch it sink spinning into the dark earth beneath the dark sea. It augers well. We're spiraling, Australia, into this gassy pit... Back in black, just as they promised.
The political slogans with blue borders on the road side read "Lower Taxes, Better Services". That's like saying "Throw out your brush & grow your hair!" or "Cheaper Shoes, Smaller Sizes" or "More roosters, less crowing." It SOUNDS enticing but when you think about it... Anyway, I say to them "More egg cartons, less apples." … Continue reading Girt by Campaigning
There's a man at our local shops who orbits erratically around his hat singing in a husky mutter, hunched over his tight, protruding belly his words foreign and incomprehensible. In their orthopedic sandals and thick white socks, his feet - like his eyes - barely leave the ground. Some days he seems bereft, his hoarse … Continue reading The Busker
Our daughter was swooped by a magpie when riding her bike. Although she was not hurt it scared her and brought about many questions about why magpies don't like bike helmets to which I don't know the answers. It's natural, this indignation we feel when nature dares to impinge on our comfort. How dare the … Continue reading Maggie Musings
The river in green and glassy garb exhales mist so coolly opposite to fire's cloudy breath Young mister three climbs the gate threatening to hurtle down the hill beyond. But he pauses on a rumble; that cough, that roar, it's the voice of big machinery. He points "a bulldozer!" And there it is - a … Continue reading morning walk
lazy i call myself lazy she says i get it from her i protest "but you're conscientious!" she says "that's just busyness". busy yes it's easy to be busy cooking, cleaning, blogging, walking puppy busyness falls onto you as readily as procrastination procrastination he says "why don't you stop volunteering at the school? then you … Continue reading lazy
