This will hurt me...

Fence. Primrose Sands, Forestier Peninsula. February 2013. 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... The pleasures and perils of the open-plan office. 'Our Mothers, Our Fathers': Next-Generation WWII Atonement in Germany. Is There Life After Fifty for a Songwriter? 15 Spectacular Hidden Beaches. Go #7! Hagfish slime: The clothing of the future? The Dapper Rebels of Los Angeles, 1966. A Man of His Time: ‘Karl Marx,’ by Jonathan Sperber. Tres cool! Paris 1900-2013 en photos : pilotez notre fabuleuse machine à remonter le temps . The Greatest Unfortunately Timed Baseball Screenshot Ever. Have We Evolved to Be Nasty or Nice?

That really is some shade of red.

Eastern Shore entrance on the old Hobart Bridge . Rose Bay. December 2012. What's to Become of the Boy: Or, Something to Do with Books , Heinrich Böll: A brief memoir of a boy's life in Köln in the years immediately following the Nazi seizure of power. An interesting angle of the coming of age tale. B . The Stranger , Albert Camus: It's hard to believe that I've managed to avoid the classic exemplar of the existential novel this long. I feel silly about doing so. A+ . End of a Mission , Heinrich Böll: Extremely funny, in a quiet, dry sense. As usual with Böll, a fantastic tale with fully realised characters. I loved it. A- .

Walking home from work. The Tasman Bridge (over the Derwent River Estuary). September 2012. Theme Thursday ? While I don't mind CONVERSATIONS, I can't help but feel that the inevitable disputes, arguments and (occasionally) scuffle ruin it for me. Don't get me wrong, I'm a decent bloke, but when I'm ropeable, when I'm spewin', I'm as cross as a frog in a sock. One cross word and I am as mad as a cut snake. I like a yabber, but not with a galah. Fruit loops, dills and nongs normally get me to do me block. I give 'em a fair crack of the whip! If yer fair dinkum, you'll get a fair go. If you've got tickets on yourself, hooly-dooly, we'll have ourselves a blue on. I won't have ya playing sillybuggers. Rat bags can pull ya heads in. You can rack off. But usually they sit there like a stunned mullet with a shut gob. Sometimes they'll have a whinge, sometimes they'll go walkabout. That's right, they'll spit the dumm...

The future is ahead...

Tasman Bridge as seen from the Lindisfarne foreshore. December 2010. So I hear that Michael Clarke is going to be Australian captain. That's a coincidence, because today's Sunday Top Five is Five Words That I Think Of When Someone Mentions Michael Clarke! Anencephalous Codswallop Flibbertigibbet Hobbledehoy Panjandrum

Sometimes a man just has to decide which side he's on , and march in that direction!

An excited little bloke atop Richmond Bridge thinks that he's spotted a runaway convict. Jennifer is not so sure.