On Anzac Day

When I was at university back in the '80s it became de rigueur to mock celebratory days like Anzac Day. People spoke in slogans to voice their disdain - Don't glorify war War Is Not Pro-Life War is futile To me all the naysayers seemed to be missing the point. Anzac Day and days like... Continue Reading →


  It's funny how on a day like today when the sun is shining with such brilliance that the jonquils pop out, perky as children, gleaming with a creamy smoothness, grouped together like old friends, that something - the way a cloud passes momentarily over the sun, a lonely dog barking softly, someone two doors... Continue Reading →

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