Yes, it's a fatal mistake to provide me with a soapbox. I'm an incurable yabberer. Prob is, I'm also a keen tippler and I tend to write these things in the evening when I'm... well, a tad merry. And I wake in the morning and say, "OMG! What the bloody hell did I write last night!" Yes, dear Breth, I'm a worry.
Meanwhile, a visitor left a message asking "how's Ned?" For the uninitiated, Ned Kelly was an infamous and notorious bushranger in Oz in the late 19th century. He was hanged at age 24
Yes, I'm a thinker and a fossil. My best friend called me a fossil 10 years ago! Cheeky bugger. But, he also called me AOD (awesome old dude) because I called him OAD (one awesome dude). It was one of those silly mutual thingies.
However, since becoming addicted to writing, I've discovered that thinking is like any other exercise... it encourages growth. Years ago, a friend accused me of thinking too much (I was 21). I wonder what he would say now. Ya know, I suspect that most people don't
I have been known to wear funny hats. There's a restaurant in Darlinghurst (dunno if it's still there) we called 'The Hat Place' which we regularly frequented...'we' as in my lunatic mates who seemed quite sane by comparison to moi. The restaurant raided all the local op shops and gathered quite a collection of school hats, wedding veils, floral hats, large hats, small hats, hats of all descriptions and made them available to patrons. Mind you, it took several glasses of wine before patrons were
Well, here I go. It's late-ish and I've had a few tipples so it could be dangerous. I took a bit of a squiz around GA (first time today) and checked out a few interesting forum entries. Hey, we have some thinkers here! Good show! Cerebral activity is one of the few activities I can pursue these days without running outta breath.
I'm writing a book at the mo titled 'The Inevitable Murder of Horace Fink'. It's quite a departure from the two books I've already written, which are biographies of
