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Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well.

Tea. Anzac Park, Lindisfarne. December 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Unbeing dead isn't being alive.

Football. The living room, Geilston Bay. November 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... A British father living in Malmö reflects on a Scandinavian system that pays men to stay at home and keeps women in the workforce... Looking back at the Cold War... A bit of retro phone action... The brave new world of making money from music... Breakfast, lunch and dinner: Have we always eaten them? The politics of ‘orphans’ and the dirty tactics of the adoption lobby... Toddlers and discipline! Bloody Hitler!

One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important.

Ball in focus. Casino as seen from Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay. Theme Thursday again and I'm being asked 'WHAT'S COOKING?'! "WHAT'S COOKING?", I ask myself. WHAT'S COOKING? indeed! Mischievousness, that's what! Casino in focus. Casino as seen from Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay.