Monthly Archives: August 2005

Spent more time in churches last week than I have in years. The first event was a funeral in St Joseph’s Catholic church for the sister of my old friend Brian. A sad occasion, as are all funerals, but uplifting … Continue reading →

Tracy came home yesterday after her first big adventure. After eight weeks packpacking around Europe she walked out through the Arrivals door looking amazingly fit and well, wearing her packpack like a veteran and with a new air of confidence. … Continue reading →

Q. So how come you’re a monk yet you have two children? A. I wasn’t always a monk.

My two daughters, Sharon and Tracy, are all growed-up. Sharon, the older one, has just left Australia to spend some time overseas (see previous post). Tracy, the younger one, is just about to return to Australia after spending some time … Continue reading →

My eldest daughter, Sharon, has gone overseas. She packed many of her wordly goods into 17 parcels and sent them via a ‘backload’ transport company to the ancestral home for safe-keeping. They didn’t turn up, and the more I waited, … Continue reading →

Today, Catholic Archbishop Pell welcomed the news that the Pope had named Sydney as the venue for the next world congress of Catholic youth in 2007. He said, “Not only does it bring $100 million dollars to the Australian economy, … Continue reading →

Never bet on slow horses. If it looks like a conspiracy it’s probably just a stuff-up. Don’t play cards with anyone called “Doc”. Bullshit baffles brains. If the candle blows out in the middle of a card game, grab the … Continue reading →

The prince takes counsel. Philosophers ponder Spring And the scribes attend. Note: This is the same subject as the ‘lost’ Shakespeare poem (see previous post), but written as an original Haiku.

Let kings and generals discourse, here is my space. Every subject’s duty is the kings, ‘tis my vocation, And ‘tis no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. They say miracles are past, but hope looks forward yet. … Continue reading →

Ever seen a dog faint? My poor old mutt is diabetic. Don’t laugh. Just like a human, she has to have insulin injections to help metabolise her food. Human insulin – she’s resistant to dog insulin. So that means I … Continue reading →