Month: January 2011

The European Commission has issued a diary to schools right across the EU that lists Muslim and Jewish festivals, and those of just about every other religion: except Christianity. No Christian festival gets a mention. The French have protested, and a Commission spokesman calls it a ‘blunder’. Is it credible to claim this was an accident?

If ever you catch me ranting about the kids of today, their uselessness, stupidity, lack of character, you name it, just mention to me the name ‘Jordan Rice.’ I promise that will suffice to shut me up, and to replace my arrogance with true humility. Jordan Rice was thirteen when he found himself trapped with his family on the roof of their car in the Queensland floods. When someone reached them with a rope tied round his waist, this boy told his would-be rescuer to save his ten year old brother first. The younger boy survived. Jordan died, along with his mother.

I don’t make mistakes. I make prophecies which immediately turn out to be wrong.
Murray Walker

Goodnight everyone, sleep well.

A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. Continue reading “God Loves Drunks Too”

The Beatles – Revolution

Bring it on!

England win by 1 wicket off the last ball.

We woke this morning to blue skies and fluffy, white clouds. For the first time, in what seems weeks, it wasn’t raining – that heavy relentless downpour that bounces off the roof, fills the gutters to over-flowing and turns the garden into a pond. Today was hot and humid – just like any other summer day in Brisbane.  We walked to the creek, it took about two minutes, to see how much water was there. It didn’t look much more full than it usually does, although one could see that it had been higher. The sun shone all day and there was not one drop of rain.

It was quite surreal to know that, while I was basking in the sun, just 22 km south the city of Brisbane was slowly and relentlessly being filled with muddy water.

The extent of the flooding is taking effect. We went to the local supermarket – no bread, no milk, and very little fresh produce. No doubt, some of the deficiencies are due to panic buying, but I suspect things will get worse long before they get better.

I am, however, delighted to report, that the local bottle shop (off-licence) had no shortages of red wine. 🙂

What has suddenly happened to Boadicea’s Frangipani?

Continue reading “Help requested please, Christina”