Sundays with Clangers

So last full moon or close to full moon, from memory it was a non working relaxing day, Clangers went missing. I recall a clear day and a clear night. I recall assuming the FoxTel position and watching some combination of smash em up derby, long looks that lingered and chortling a plenty. Good Times.…

The Aperture and the Big Black Camera

Once Upon a Time … OK so I have been turning this over and over in my mind searching for the elegance of simplicity required – even essential – to transmit the necessary from my mind to yours, but I keep balking at the gates. Thought it was a ‘timing’ thing, but last night I…

Autumn Fan Dance – White Peaches

I am completely mad for White Peaches this year. We have had a Long Summer and I confess I clung and hung on it uncharacteristically longer than intended. Might even say I have developed an attachment – this mean some kind of psychological injury is impending. Like an unexpectedly pleasant dream I tempted fate and…

Clangers Benched

So … it is Footy Season – Again. AFL – you with me? Lots of Boofing it up and Leapsying around and yes – you seasoned supporters of a Footy Player – you know what else is coming … Clangers has confessed to me, when interrogated under fluorescent light after being either woken up for…

Telomere Fraying – the Relentless March of Time

Remind me what Telomeres Are? Again? So Telomeres, you know the DNA [Deoxyribonucleic Acid] bookend at the end of each chromosome? Turns out they are implicated in the ongoing aging crime investigation. Cells in our body contain our genetic code, DNA or divine blue print outlining our physical authenticity, originality and never to be repeated…