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The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read.


Here we have Geilston Bay just this very morning. It is a pleasant morning, and the news that Madonna and her husband are fighting has done little to dampen our spirits here in Tasmania. If it did, I guess we could turn to Paul McCartney’s new tale of love for consolation. Likewise, the fact that Elton John had a dig at Lily Allen, and that Lily Allen (a few sheets to the wind, I’d say) had a go back at an awards ceremony somewhere not here overnight didn’t rock our boat too much. Nor did Brendan Fevola’s ‘mad Monday’ appearance in a pink nightie and monster dildo worry us. And although I have some sympathy for David Duchovny’s recent ‘illness’ (too much sex? The poor, wretched bugger!), I’m happy to leave him to it. I feel no need to comment on Bristol Palin’s luck, let alone her ‘proud redneck’ lover. I’ll be honest with you too, the next time that I hear Stephanie Rice and Eamon Sullivan, I’m kind of hoping that it will involve crocodiles. The same goes for you, Amy Winehouse. So you’ve been feeling a bit poorly, have you? Anyway, who are you again and why am I supposed to care? When Ms Winehouse croaks, maybe the obituary will inform me. You see, none of this is any of my business, and I couldn’t actually care less.

However, the good folks of the morning news obviously felt that these earth shattering events worthy of news headlines. So Henry and I are now much more informed on these profound matters. Oh, and I know that Princess Mary is Tasmanian at all, and she does seem pleasant enough, but I don’t need a news flash every time that she farts.

Comments

Lynette said…
What a stunning photo. Amazing!

And if I could type fast enough and remember how to spell all of the rat-race-celebrities-quasi-news-programs adore, I'd happily add to your list of those for whom I waste no breath.

You and your family are so lovely. Thanks for sharing. And thanks for visiting.
Maria Verivaki said…
lent post - i can relate to it entirely, as this is how i feel about most of these internationally-heard news items.

and well done on your choice of photo!
Anonymous said…
how a nice photo is!, is that at the morning?

take a pic at right moment will produce a great shot, what do you think Friend?
smudgeon said…
How dare you besmirch the people's princess...er, "Our Mary", I mean.

They all blend in together after a while.
Anonymous said…
Royals do not fart. If they wanted to, just for the hell of it say, they'd get a flunkie to fart for them.
Come on.
Carraol said…
Excellent picture at this special time of day. Don't waste your time in the news. Try to get "Histoire des voyages de Scarmentado" by Voltaire (a short tale). Cheers.
Sue said…
I agree with your sentiments with the 'news'...who gives a flying.....???
BUT....totally L-O-V-E the picture. OMG! What an awesome place you live in! Tassie rocks! hahaha
Dina said…
Lieber Gott! This is THE most beautiful landscape on your blog (so far)! Wunderschoen!
Anonymous said…
I didn't read all the gossip ;-) - there is more than enough in our newspapers - but I think the photo with the beautiful reflection is phantastic.
Kris McCracken said…
Enludin, no probs cuz!

Lynette, it is a nice scene and the family was indeed lovely this morning. Even at five a.m. they look good!

MEDITERRANEAN KIWI, it does wear you down, all of this celeb spotting!
Kris McCracken said…
Hendrawan, this was taken at around 10:20 in the morning, just across the road from our house. You’re right, even the most ordinary thing at the right moment can become extraordinary. A certain light, a certain angle and voila, there it is! The hard part is getting it right...

Me, no slight on Mary, she seems pleasant enough, I imagine that she gets more sick of people sticking cameras in her face than I do of hearing about her.

Sir grumpy, you are, of course, correct. It is hard to fart and maintain the stiff upper lip. And if they did fart, I think it would evoke the musty smell of finest truffles, with a hint of champagne bubbling beneath.
Kris McCracken said…
Carraol, I just read some Voltaire a short while ago. I did enjoy it, and will endeavour to track down a copy of des voyages. Thanks for the tip.

Sue, Tassie does indeed rock.

Dina, and even better that I get to see it every single day! This is where Henry and I go to feed ducks, geese and the odd seagull.

Ingrid, I try to avoid it. I am both happy and disturbed that increasingly I have not heard of most of the people that the tabloids feast upon!

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