Tag Archives: humor

The blowfly mountain

Posted on June 10, 2015 by Nolsie

My father drove my younger brother Barney and I to Aberfeldy, an old gold mining town in Victoria’s Gippsland ranges, 2.5 hours east Melbourne, back in 1980.  Dad had a part share in an inactive mining lease up in the … Continue reading →

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The yarn.

Posted on May 20, 2015 by Nolsie

My clever mother spun me a yarn when I was 14 that, apart from scaring the living wits out of me, thankfully also gave me the incentive to give up smoking. There was a short but opportune window in time … Continue reading →

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The comfort sponge

Posted on May 2, 2015 by Nolsie

The freshly whipped cream, with a hint of vanilla, oozed just slightly out of one side of the cake before my mother, Jill, swiftly troweled it flush, and then applied the broad knife to the sponge’s multi layered sides to … Continue reading →

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The tubist.

Posted on April 22, 2015 by Nolsie

There are many ways to hide in the midst of a choir during an end of year school concert. Stand at the back, move your mouth in sync with others around you, but be careful not to make any audible … Continue reading →

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The round tower

Posted on April 8, 2015 by Nolsie

Just so we are clear, I’m neither particularly spiritual, nor overly drawn to mysticism. The supernatural, and beckoning from worlds beyond are, for me, generally restricted to the scriptures of Stephen King. It’s very unlikely that you will find me hunched … Continue reading →

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The moth.

Posted on March 26, 2015 by Nolsie

Our family was seated for an impromptu dinner at a very popular and busy Thai restaurant in Melbourne late last year. The place was packed with people, and the tables and chairs were overpopulated given the space available. It was … Continue reading →

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My brush with “No Mess” Charlie.

Posted on March 24, 2015 by Nolsie

I cannot believe that I am actually posting this story. Caveat: If you secretly yearn for the zesty lemon fragrance of freshly Fabulon-ed sheets and towels, please do not read any further. However, if you have ever camped for a … Continue reading →

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The third wave.

Posted on March 10, 2015 by Nolsie

The superstitious student of disaster will tell you that misfortune arrives in waves of three. This story is about the third wave. Surfing has been a lifelong recreational pastime of mine, spanning roughly 40 years. Whilst I have never been … Continue reading →

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The steam room.

Posted on February 11, 2015 by Nolsie

My grandmother, “Ma”, deftly lit the burner under the vegetable steamer sitting on the ancient stove in her ancient kitchen. She had done it million times before. The gas flame flickered and puffed itself into life. The steamer was filled with … Continue reading →

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The wood chopper

Posted on January 13, 2015 by Nolsie

The Snowy River snakes its way from the great dividing mountain range down toward the Southern ocean on Victoria’s eastern seaboard and meets the sea at Marlo, a small hamlet nestled on prime viewing land above the wide expanse of … Continue reading →

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