This will hurt me...

Who's that knocking at my succulent? The bakyard, Geilston Bay. August 2012. Could this possibly be the return of the ...[shudder]... TERRORGNOME ? The Young Housewife , William Carlos Williams At ten AM the young housewife moves about in negligee behind the wooden walls of her husband's house. I pass solitary in my car. Then again she comes to the curb to call the ice-man, fish-man, and stands shy, uncorseted, tucking in stray ends of hair, and I compare her to a fallen leaf. The noiseless wheels of my car rush with a crackling sound over dried leaves as I bow and pass smiling.

You'll note that my children wear a lot of knitted materials. The hat and the jumper that Ez is decked out in here were scrupulously made by my talented wife. I am hoping that this Christmas, she will knit me a big jumper with great big cables inspired by the fine work of Jenny Kee . Maybe with a Vegemite jar on it. With an angry koala bursting out of it. Holding a stubby . And a boomerang . With a crashing wave in the background. With a surfer on it. Also holding a boomerang . Now THAT is change we can believe in...

I am so happy that the scourge of angry robot dinosaurs has been wiped from the face of the Earth…

A chicken for Ezra’s birthday, handmade by his loving mother. July 2010. [Addition: as noted by my darling wife in the comments, you can find the pattern for this chook - and it lays eggs too - at ikatbag.com .] It has been a while, but I think this week I shall celebrate Theme Thursday and try my hand at another drabble! Lucky you. BRUSH Colin was excited. A BRUSH with fame. An encounter with celebrity. A taste of the high life. A hint of something ‘better’. That was what he said he wanted. That was what he thought he wanted. Then he met Derrick. Derrick was on the Soaps. His face would be familiar. Wizened Detective # 2 . Drunken Politician on Right . Cantankerous Father-of-the-Bride . Derrick was famous, but not too famous for the number 37 tram. Colin cleared his throat. Colin adjusted his tie. Colin began to speak, “pleasant weather.” Derrick grunted and pushed passed. Colin looked out the window. The BRUSH off.