Heavenly shades of
night are falling,
It’s twilight time.
When The Platters sang those  lovely words, I remember, though I was a child, how thrilling were their harmonies, how exotic their dance moves, how glamorous  were their jackets, their baggy pants, frilly shirts and thin dark ties, their suede shoes. I remember standing at twilight outside Foys on [...]

Autumn in Melbourne has come and the morning, before the end of daylight savings, is night-like even as  Rocky and I set out for the beach having delayed our departure in order to see the sunrise. When the sun comes up, Rocky always reacts with an extra spring to his step, moving confidently across the [...]

Rocky and I watch a tape of Jon Stewart on the Daily Show , Stewart  almost beside himself with fury, unable to sit still in the chair, pushing and then pleading, shaking, bullying  and then begging–admit it, admit it!–as if the great financial meltdown was Jim Cramer’s fault and that Cramer, single-handedly, had destroyed the savings of [...]

The sun was on its way into the sky when we walked this morning and Rocky by then was frantic, wimpering and whining at the front door, in despair, wondering no doubt whether, with the sun well and truly risen, with the dawn come and gone and with me still in bed, our morning rituals, for [...]

We walked in the rain last week, Rocky’s white beard drooping wet, his coat rain-drop covered in between the strenuous body shakes that send a mist of fine water out around him. The rain came down steadily and by the time we reached the wide stretch of what was once green grass leading to the small [...]