Brendan Connell and his God
We were good mates I haven’t thought about Brendan Connell for decades. We were mates in primary school, when we…
author, freelance writer, musician, square peg in a round hole
Exploring my life journey through the fragments of my life. Trying to understand what had negative and positive impacts upon me.
At times I’m hard on myself. On other occassions, go easy. Be gentle dear reader
We were good mates I haven’t thought about Brendan Connell for decades. We were mates in primary school, when we…
Where did your dreams go? I’m not talking about last night’s half remembered journey into never land. I’m talking about…
I’ve just about completed my book tentatively titled Postcards from Hell, Snapshots From a Purple Mind. It’s no epic and…
South Barwon Little League 1971 It seems such a long time ago. Fifty years next year actually, but my mind…
When I was younger…so much younger than today I knew I was in deep trouble with the black dog but…
Clearly Quite Absurd is a very quiet piece from the Deep Purple album Rapture of the Deep. Its concept is…
Sometimes potential life partners pass each other by with never a backward glance. Time and circumstances don’t create the necessary…
It’s been almost thirty five years to the day since you left us. Eighteen or so months more since a…
Around the time of the second Iraq War, I started jamming on a Sunday afternoon with a local Ararat musician,…
” I thought that there would be more people here,” said an elderly lady. I agreed. True, in the end…