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If no one ever took risks, Michaelangelo would have painted the Sistine floor.

Mollusks. Little Coningham Beach, Coningham. January 2013. A wonderful Sunday Top Five today. How Jen And I Spent Last Night (As Expressed Through A Sunday Top Five)! Midnight: Jen catches vomit. Jen cleans vomit off carpet. I clean vomit off two (2!) toilets and a couple of floors. Jen changes vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. I spend half hour consoling vomiter. 1:15 am: Jen catches vomit a second (2nd) time. I clean vomit off toilet and floor. I change vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. Jen consoles vomiter. 2:20 am: Jen cleans vomit off toilet. I change vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. Jen consoles vomiter. 5:10 am: I clean vomit off toilet. I clean vomit off floor. I console vomiter. 6:15 am: I clean vomit off toilet. I change vomit-soiled child. I console vomiter. I get up. All night: No sex.

The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.

Ladybird, ladybird fly away home... Coningham Beach, Southern Tasmania. February 2013. Icons of Design: The 20th Century , Albus Volker: A selection of furniture, accessories, household appliances, vehicles and toys that achieved iconic status over the course of the twentieth century. A great use of text and image, well worth a gander. B . The Wars , Timothy Findley: Fantastic Canadian novel that explores male sensitivity in a World War One setting. I was surprised how much I enjoyed this one. Equal parts beautiful and harrowing. A- . God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything , Christopher Hitchens: Hitchens calmly and succinctly dismantles the notion of 'God' across multiple religons a mixture of personal stories, documented historical anecdotes and critical analysis of religious texts. Fantastic. A- . The Year of the Hare , Arto Paasilinna: A Finnish journalist rescues a wild hare that has been hit by a car, and then walks away from his old life. A paean to ...

You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.

Angry crab. Little Coningham Beach, Coningham. January 2013. Today's Sunday Top Five TEN was prompted by Henry's probing question today regarding my opinion on the fine strand of music known as " The Blues ". Now, by and large I'm a traditionalist, so I belted out a fire and brimstone version of Mannish Boy (complete with simulated audience whoops and hollers) to establish my admiration. Which got me thinking, What Are My Top Ten Blues Songs ? Muddy Waters, Mannish Boy John Lee Hooker, Boom Boom Boom Boom John Mayall's Bluesbreakers, Ramblin' On My Mind Blind Willie Johnson, Praise God I'm Satisfied Bessie Smith, Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Ou t Paul Butterfield Blues Band, Born In Chicago Etta James, I'd Rather Go Blind Albert King, Born Under A Bad Sign Big Mama Thornton, Hound Dog Sonny Boy Williamson, Don't Start Me Talkin'

All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and an alphabet at the other.

He still keeps an eye out for crocodiles, even though they just don't like the cold waters that we have around these parts...

In music, one must think with the heart and feel with the brain.

Beach babies. Coningham Beach, Coningham. February 2013. Wordless Wednesday.