More than a Toy Story

So far I’ve seen Toy Story 3 twice and will try and tag along when my sister’s family decides to see it. Without sounding over the top I have to say this film is absolutely flawless. Four years in the making, Pixar refused to make a cash in quick follow up to Toy Story 2 (a film sequel better than the original, IMO); they’ve created a masterpiece. Continue reading “More than a Toy Story”

Mores, O Mores!

The old man slumped into his favourite armchair in the homestead of the sprawling station he had built from nothing and reached for the next mouthful of the inevitable Bundaberg rum. It had been yet another hard, hot, day in the outback. All those cattle – enormous herds of Murray greys – the heat and bull dust had drained him. But the chopper pilots and ringers had done well rounding up far-flung stragglers.  ”All is safely gathered in”, he smiled ruefully to himself, remembering instinctively the harvest festival services from long ago and far away. “Another year over, another just begun”, but he could not quite place the words he had heard in a song over the radio several Christmases past.   Although still lean after a lifetime of hard toil, he was tired, old and wizened now. The sour woman he had married, remained faithful to, but who had left him childless was long since dead, swallowed by the red soil of the outback whence she came and the little empire he had built had both taken their toll. What was he still working for? What was the point of it all? The sweet rum tasted bitter in his mouth but the soporforic effect inevitably kicked in as it always did.

His mind drifted back….

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