This will hurt me...

Here is the happy little Vegemite having a bit of a look around now that he has achieved efficient rolling capacities . Like Henry as a bairn, Ez can make it from one side of the living room to the other in the blink of an eye. That’s not really a problem unless he’s headed into the uncharted waters of the kitchen bench stools, with their propensity to be pulled down on one’s noggin. Oh well, lessons must be learned the hard way sometimes! So I was talking about decisions , and talking about thinking about decisions , and I started to talk about actions . When I think about it, it is actually the action that is the difficult part; the decision is the easy bit, any mug can make a decision; following through on decisions is more fraught with danger (the known unknowns , I guess). But what cost not acting ? If the die is cast , the cards are dealt and the rationale is clear , then the difficult decision is in fact an easy one; what is the price of failing to act? Decisions are good. Ac...

Here you can see Henry saying " Happy Birthday Nana ". He's a generous chap in that regard. I was talking about decisions and all that. Thinking about decisions, especially what are ostensibly difficult decisions, the worrying aspects primarily concern the externalities of the situation: the known knowns are fine, the unknown knowns must not be relevant, the known unknowns can’t be controlled and the unknown unknowns really don’t matter. All that you’re left with is action ...

Here is the little bloke letting everybody know what he thinks about this thing we call "solids". In conjunction with Henry, Ezra and Jennifer, I've come to a decision. There is something terribly liberating about making an important decision. Often, such decisions seem far more difficult than they actually are, and when you stop for a moment, clear your head and have a good hard think about it, it’s then you realise that in reality, it’s actually one of the easiest decisions you’ve had before you...