This will hurt me...

Yes, it's wet. Yes, it's cold. Get that camera out of my face!

Ripples on the Derwent. April, 2010. Saturday mornings are a great time to ruminate on a little e.e. ... your little voice... (I) , E. E. Cummings your little voice Over the wires came leaping and i felt suddenly dizzy With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers wee skipping high-heeled flames courtesied before my eyes or twinkling over to my side Looked up with impertinently exquisite faces floating hands were laid upon me I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing up Up with the pale important stars and the Humorous moon dear girl How i was crazy how i cried when i heard over time and tide and death leaping Sweetly your voice

Bonjour à mon doux ange peu. Vous avez ces belles lèvres. Puis-je doucement embrasser tes lèvres merveilleux? Non, non. Ne soyez pas timide. Ne pas avoir peur.

After all this time, and all those two enquiries, here you go, another comic !

Sunrise at Elizabeth Street Pier. May 2010. So, the intention is for Friday to become Book Club Day . I am thinking that it will usually mean just talking about whatever it is I’ve just finished, but I thought that I’d open up by answering this questionnaire. If you are so inclined, try it yourself. It should give you an idea of what kind of reader I am, and whether or not our tastes may concur. If you’ve any specific queries about books or recommendations, as ever I am open to suggestion! What have you just read? In the past fortnight, I have read George Orwell’s mediation on the theme of poverty in the two cities Down and Out in Paris and London , Muriel Spark’s wicked little Loitering With Intent , Evelyn Waugh’s short history of Mussolini's imperial adventure Waugh in Abyssinia , and the darkly comic Billy Liar by Keith Waterhouse. What are you reading now? I’m currently re-reading Graham Greene’s magnum opus, The Power and the Glory . My current ‘go to book’ – the book that I...

Ezra explores the mud by the side of a path. In it, he did not find a) tadpoles; b) frogs; c) crocodiles; d) great white sharks or e) world peace. We were all disappointed.

Resting for Autumn. Sullivans Cove, May 2010. Once again, an anti-Antipodean decree has confirmed those of us down here at the arse-end of the world second nay, eighth -class citizens! To “celebrate” the one-hundredth posting of the Theme Thursday meme, the Theme Thursday junta have offered the diktat that the topic for the Theme will only appear on Thursday, at 6:00 a.m. Eastern United States Time. For those in the know, 6 am eating bagels in New York means 8 pm in Hobart bathing children! Given that I have established an 8:30 am/8 pm dynamic of general shot/Henry and Ezra shot, the new format does not really work for me . Hence, today I share with you my decision to declare throw off the yoke of Yankee imperialism and declare my independence! Yes people, today I choose my own destiny through selecting my own Theme Thursday topic. Today I have a doozy: POTAMOPHILOUS . Yes, I very much fit the profile of a POTAMOPHILOUS -type, as all of you will no doubt already know by the sheer am...