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- The world’s best ever backyard cricketer.
- The cone of silence.
- Looking for Huntsville.
- The glue factory.
- The Vibe.
- The Jeweller.
- The honey chain.
- No bunker faces!
- St. Ronan’s well. Thanks for asking!
- My car drove off without me!
- The sock mathematician.
- My dad accidentally cut his arm off!
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I was first exposed to the mysterious and silent language of “Tin Badgery” at the tender age of not much, and well before I had any wits about me. Maybe 7 or 8 years old. When my parents were away … Continue reading
A few weeks ago my father turned a very sharp, fit and healthy 84. His grand-kids insist that he is, in fact, Colonel Sanders, and every time I see him now I feel like racing out and buying a bucket … Continue reading
“Collopy for Toys” didn’t just sell toys. Not so long ago, in the jaws of Melbourne’s historic Camberwell Junction, where 3 main roads intersect and distribute masses of people and cars in 6 different directions, there stood, nestled in amongst … Continue reading
This list is not exhaustive. Numerous other worthy acts of stupidity could have arguably been selected. The publishing of this list, is, in itself, just another example of how someone with a room temperature IQ can be astonishingly stupid. I … Continue reading
Last month I had a “Wile e coyote” moment. I was replacing a down-light globe in our kitchen, and as I stretched upward toward the ceiling on an aged aluminium ladder, the side extrusion broke a rivet. The ladder buckled … Continue reading
“You need to take a good, long, hard look at yourself”, I advised my father, “and decide if you really should hang on to all this junk”. We stood and surveyed the contents of Mum and Dad’s garage floor at … Continue reading
https://player.vimeo.com/video/141374613“>James Nolan Film “Rotten Monster” 2015 A short film by my son James Nolan submitted for his final year 12 school assessment (October 2015). Original score by Michael Trappett and original song by Charlotte Gemmill, great acting by Rory Dempsey and Danny … Continue reading
“He was not an advertisement for early morning exercise.” For 7 years, starting around the year 2000, my very old friend Iain and I played dawn golf (up to 3 mornings a week) at Burnley golf course in Melbourne’s inner east. The … Continue reading
“You are going to have to change your lifestyle, my son!” I understood what I was hearing about embracing change, but as this consulting doctor and I were both middle-aged, and we didn’t look remotely alike, I wasn’t clear on how I … Continue reading