Just so you know -- if you've been holding your breath in anticipation -- there are several nearly-finished posts here just requiring a few final touches before they can be launched into the expectant world. They all just need that one killer detail that takes them over the line into literary immortality. In the meantime, …
One thing that wasn’t cancelled last year was that bike race in France. The one that shot to fame in the rest of the world (i.e. the US) when some guy from Texas started winning it with improbable ease and then turned out to have been cheating all along. The Tour de France is …
Remember that movie about the people who spent all their time driving across the continental USA in pursuit of tornados? Twister, I seem to recall it being titled. It depicted the lives and loves of people so obsessed with extreme weather phenomena that they’d risk life, limb and ute to hunt a tornado and subject …
Over the course of this blog’s eventful life, I’ve mentioned the triumvirate of crises that greeted our arrival in Australia: drought, wildfires and of course pestilence. Now it gives me a certain kind of pleasure to welcome a fourth apocalyptic horseperson as it makes its debut in the posse: floods. Yup, it’s been raining again. …
Much excitement in the neighbourhood today as chilly winds from the south bear the unmistakable damp kiss that betokens snow. While the mercury (or the weather app, let’s be honest) shows a rather lovely 11 degrees and sunshine all day, that breeze seems to suck the warmth from everything and we’re heavily bundled up and …
It rained all day yesterday – waves of driving droplets borne on strong gusts of chilly wind, ceasing for short periods and then whipping back through with a vengeance. It started early the previous evening and there was little respite for about 36 hours. Of course, this was a good thing for a region parched …
Today wasn’t a very cold day in Braidwood, but the blustery wind made it feel much colder. It was the kind of weather that deceives you into going outside without adequate clothing, only to find every blast of wind penetrating to the skin. After an active weekend involving more electrical installation (lighting this time), we …
The problem with embarking on projects like painting bathrooms is that they persist long after you’ve blogged about them. It’s progressing nicely but any literary value has been wrung out of it and what remains is repetitious and dull. So while I get on with the sugar soap and paint, here are some photos of …
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