January 13, 2018

Caring for Hungry Monarch Butterfly Babies

Today I had to do a mercy dash, having woken up to find that our baby monarchs had eaten themselves out of house and home. All the local garden centres were out of swan plants, as tends to happen at this time of year…
August 30, 2017

Cabs, collisions and mayhem on Sydney’s streets 1889 – 1891

Considerable consternation was occasioned in Pitt Street this morning by a runaway horse attached to cab 691. The cab was on the stand, in front of Tattersall’s Hotel, when the horse suddenly took fright, and bolted down the street at a terrific pace towards Circular Quay.
June 5, 2017

Balloons and straws littering our world

Walking on the beach today I met a kindred spirit who makes a point of picking up litter as she strolls along with her dogs. I stopped to retrieve yet another plastic straw and said to her “I have two pet hates – straws and balloons”. She agreed and said that she cringes in dismay when she sees hundreds of balloons being set off during commemorations. As do I. I get it… the spectacular symbolism of the souls of the dead rising up to heaven. It brings a tear to my eye too. But, it’s a fleeting gesture that has ongoing and dreadful consequences. Do people really want the last act performed on behalf of a loved one to be […]
May 21, 2017

Wind Farms Damaging our Environment

December 18, 2016

Boab Trees of Australia’s Kimberley Ranges

There are countless things I love about Australia, but above all else it’s the array of wonderful animals and plants. A fabulous tree that can’t help but draw attention is the mighty boab. I’ll never forget the first time I saw one, while on a recent trip to the Kimberley Ranges in Australia’s north, towering over the surrounding low-lying scrubby desert bush. Boabs are a fascinating tree. Their flowers bloom only at night, last for just a matter of hours, and begin to wilt after sunrise. It’s estimated that some of the oldest boab trees are at least 1500 years old. The diameter of the trunk has been known to exceed 5 metres and some boabs tower to 24 metres. […]
December 3, 2016

Elusive Andrew Ward: Maggot from 70’s Sydney

It’s funny (odd funny). These days it’s relatively eay to find people via the Internet – a Facebook account, news articles, LinkedIn, work-related sites, etc. But there’s someone from my past who has proven to be elusive. With all his idiosyncrasies he impacted me when I was in my mid-teens, and every now and then I wonder how life has turned out for him. So here’s an online presence and a tribute to Andrew Ward (Maggot) from Sydney, Australia… once (still?) a talented poet, a tortured soul, the boy who carved AW♥AH in every bus-stop shelter from Palm Beach to Manly. Andrew, Anita, Phil, Lynda, Ben, Gary, Felicity and Lulu in the late 70’s