anzacs, and the battalions of the aged
Australia's day of remembrance
Apr 24
catching waves, where does it feel best - in the remembering or in the telling
The Bankers, the Griffith businessmen, the fighter and his entourage all engage in the carnage of the closing scenes - there will be blood.
part 2 - the fighter arrives unexpectedly, the kitchen is in uproar, the dogs must be fed.
a saga of great proportions, and everybody is an italian - it ends in guns. a revisit.
Back before we read Nick Carroll’s illuminating opinion in the last edition of Kurungabaa - ‘ The New Sarcasm ‘ - the sight of this particular abomination would have set us off on a torrent of abuse and bitter criticism.
Questions, questions and questions - nevertheless Chas Smith, we need you in the surfing press, you and your like - you make us think.
Monty would raid anything binned up on the footpath outside a retail outlet; lingerie, old calendars, book bins, litre bottles of Corsican chardonnay, apples and bananas.
A famished bricklayer, who has little objection to the taste of his own bitten down and encrusted fingernails, will hurl an untasted fresh baked steak and onion pie to the ground in a fury at having to consider eating the unordered onions. A cautionary tale about life in a building site.
The last chapter in the story of the man with three thumbs, where all is revealed.
The story so far : Les Aitken admitted to hospital after being assaulted. He is suspected of having three thumbs. The Police and his mother arrive to see him.
The youths lounged about there on the dry seat, and every now and then one of them would quietly jack up a piece of sticky phlegm in his throat and lob it onto the back of her coat.
Rip an unborn calf from the womb of its dead mother and let it stew a while in the summer heat, then transport it at the dead of night to the Pass campsite wherein sleeps The Tribes of Unwanted and deposit this decomposed matter within their midst.
take the pictures from the wall / take her radio and all
take her raincoat by the door / what do we get in return
Young and old, they all bled and fell to the floor and their life was his for his profit, and pleasure.
One year out of school and centuries distant from discipline and firm order - blessed with the euphoria of the road.