game of cat and mouse this internet duck and dive run the gauntlet sink the slipper do not pass GO do not collect 100 LIKES do not glance...

gotta pick and choose your deaths these days who to note who not to signify for those who are about to die we salute you as we shuffle...

cutlery back in the rack dishes washed and stacked party’s over that’s a wrap back to normal one and one one and none when day is done...

old friends flowing together down rivers of time up hill and down dale wine after wine and conversation tales of woe tales of laughter...

tiny device in the palm of my hand transports me back to a distant land a paddock out on the edge of town footage rarely glimpsed before...

Australia Day what does it signify a big lie a great contradiction in the terms of settlement a day to look around ask the question why?...

do you ever revisit lockdown lurks places we found in the nearby when we were forbidden to go very far by car I found myself drawn to my...

can’t take it with you it has to go gotta throw from your sight and mind and focus on now what you need to keep afloat sink or swim step...

hello cooler weather! ‘the coolth’ my mother used to say a chance to catch our breath get body and soul together for just a day enjoy...

this is a house of art an arts house on the delta sometimes I catch a riff of flute while I am at my easel or a thrum of bass will find...

tried a cartoon a bald polroon but could not nail the eyes too soft trustworthy no matter how I tried and that pleated mouth that prune-y...

the steamy days sweat by before the date when we display our wares our arty sprays of whimsy and of observation me and Jody Jay-Bird Bell...

bedside table strewn with pills and pens and pads thermometers and tissues pink antacids the hypochondriac defence against perhaps...

little Christmas tree you have come to me for life you are not plastic indestructible and you are not dead wood shedding, drying turning...

every morning look at Hockney’s Pictures then attempt to paint feel faint and insubstantial lumpen and cack-handed also brave inspired...

all those rich folk that you know the ones with jobs with plans with super and with structure they’re all outta town on hols here or...

blessed are we when visited by birds feasting nesting mating in our trees I say ‘our trees’ but they belong to no-one we just put a fence...

Bob Daly left the world today well, not today day before yesterday on his birthday New Year’s Day of course he did that would be his way...

Here's one to start things off: Jan 10th Selfie Psycho crones like me don’t wannabe in selfies ‘Come on… Purleese!’ firm arms snake...

BURWOOD 2   father in the lounge leg crooked up on one knee cup of tea four sugars more pile of biscuits sliced Genoa brown apple core...