Welcome
Welcome
This web page contains a few thoughts about my life in particular and, in the blog section, my musings on life in general in today’s world.
I live in Australia and have done for most of my life. Rural and suburban Australia have been my main locales but I’ve sojourned in other parts of the world. I’ve helped build a house while living in a caravan on a mountainside (that was in New South Wales), shared a house with 20 or so others in London and lived in a converted cellar in a hilltop village in rural Italy where winter temperatures were unpleasantly low.
Nobody would ever accuse me of being a gardener, though some might commend me for trying, so I always opt for easy, colourful things: geraniums and mesembryanthemums rate highly. Crocuses are good, too. Mostly, however, I admire gardens as products of other people’s hard work. I see it as my job to do the admiring, because someone has to do that; then I might make gardening aprons for the people who do the hard work. I can sew straight enough for that
When you travel to or live in hot countries or hot parts of the country, the correct attire includes sunglasses, a brimmed hat (but not a baseball cap), a net over your hat to keep the flies off your face, comfy shoes for the vast amounts of rugged walking, and shorts, so you don’t have to pick out too many grass-seeds. But shorts with pockets to carry things, of course. Cargo shorts might look awful but they are practical. And of course a water bottle is de rigueur wherever you are, whenever it is.
Boarding school meant, among other things, getting up early on frosty mornings to attend church. The church was cold too, but it was, and is still, a lovely building. It seemed a lot bigger then than it does now. I wonder why that is? Has the world really shrunk so much and everything in it? I think it probably has and I’m sure many other people feel the same way.
Not all the churches of my childhood were large. Those at Appila and Caltowie - the latter of which no longer exists - were what you could describe as huggable: small, even to a child.
Some things I’ve done and some I’ve learnt