This will hurt me...

Quite. The corner of King and Princes Streets, Sandy Bay. April 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Penguin rampage! Melbourne Aquarium, April 2011. If it's not flocks of sharks terrorising innocent civilians, it's hordes of penguins! I see that the US government is claiming that a group of Navy Seals killed nullified Mr Bin Ladin. I'm not so sure. I have a theory that it was a crack group of rogue Navy Penguins ... Pingüino alboroto! Melbourne Aquarium, April 2011.

This photograph would make an excellent passport picture for the big little man. I figure that there is no way in the world that airport authorities could ever mistake him for a terrorist.

On June 21, 2008, I alerted the world to an outbreak of guerilla knitting . After a period without any action in this war on wool synthetic rubbish , the textile terrorists have STRUCK AGAIN! All that I can say is "who are these people?" and "why do they hate our freedom bike racks?" In celebration of the theme, today's entry into the rolling Saturday Festival of *someone else's* Poetry is probably my favourite poem about knitting (a long list indeed). Grey Knitting , Katherine Hale ALL through the country, in the autumn stillness, A web of grey spreads strangely, rim to rim; And you may hear the sound of knitting needles, Incessant, gentle,–dim. A tiny click of little wooden needles, Elfin amid the gianthood of war; Whispers of women, tireless and patient, Who weave the web afar. Whispers of women, tireless and patient– 'Foolish, inadequate!' we hear you say; 'Grey wool on fields of hell is out of fashion,' And yet we weave th...

I thought that today would be little more than a mundane companion piece to yesterday’s photograph . Walking through Parliament Lawns as I usually do of a weekday morning, I noted the two council workers clearing off all of the leaves that I posted yesterday. Naively, I had assumed that this would be achieved with huge rakes and good old-fashioned muscle. Alas, I was wrong. I should have known that bulky (and extremely noisy) leaf blowers are all the rage these days. They were corralling the poor frightened leaves into the centre of the park, where a truck was waiting to haul them off to oblivion. That was that (I thought), 'a slice of Hobartian life for the world to peruse at their leisure'. As noted, I thought that this was the end of the story, I would post the photo and be done, but in the act of resizing it to make it more user-friendly, I noted something odd in the background. Like David Hemmings in the classic film Blowup , there was a strange character lurking in the ba...

I give thanks to the eagle-like gaze of true patriots like those at Obscene Desserts , whose alert eyes may well avert future catastrophes for humanity. I should really put them onto the case of the mysterious, yet somehow evil terrorgnome of Salta province ! Yet it is important that vigilant citizens do not get too distracted by the tiny menace of Tucumán teens (how about that for a sentence?). The new threat to society as we know it comes from a far greater evil: Nazi racoons! Yes, it appears that an army of militaristic mammals are on the march and threatening Europe in a manner not seen since World War Two. Even worse, these beasts appear to have been handpicked by evil Nazi genius (and sometime cross-dresser) 'Hungry' Hermann Göring! See everyone's favourite paper The Sun for more! I am almost too scared to contemplate the other evil revealed by all of this: the "Kitler" phenomenon. That is, cats that look like Hitler !

BBC reporter Alan Johnston has been freed after 114 days in captivity in Gaza. The best quote for mine: "Johnson said he had few conversations with his captors, but that in one, a leader of the Islamist group 'described me as a prisoner in the war between Muslims and non-Muslims, a phrase which saddened me really'. 'I guess I'm a non-Muslim but I'm really not at war with anybody.'"