Deep Thought

 
I have just jumped out of the shower where I was contemplating oral sex.  Well, sex and art or something like that.  Let me explain before you start thinking I have just made the world’s most inauspicious start to a blog entry!  I was thinking about a film I saw once, which was called “Inside [...]

Last laugh

There was a time when my grandmother was a vivacious and romantic young schoolteacher who loved the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam and quoted the poetry of Tennyson. She was funny and mischievous well into old age.  One day, says my father, he was courting my mother on the front veranda of my grandmother’s house.  His [...]

Once under the Southern Cross

I sure did all the dumb things for Colette. From this distance it seems such a beautiful name for first love but I didn’t love her then for posterity. Thirteen was I and sitting on a summers evening verandah seeing her image ranged across the Southern Cross and recalling every soft word, the faint English lilt of it, the [...]

Final Act

Picture this scene:  There is a small town theatre and a group of local school students are gathered for the rehearsal of a musical version of Tom Sawyer. The boy who will someday become me is to play a not insignificant part as Huckleberry Finn, a role for which his teacher has dyed his hair red [...]

Two teachers

In those days classrooms were mostly quiet.  In the still, hot days of February we would sit with sweaty hands pushing our slippery pens across paper that stuck to our arms. Outside the cicadas kept up a ringing chorus, above us the ceiling fans swished impotently at the hot air.  You could hear someone walk [...]