August 24, 2009 – 6:48 am
By the time we reach the boardwalk beside the cafes on our way home, having walked, Rocky and I, out to the edge of the water along the sandbank that separates St Kilda beach from the beach at Albert Park, the sandbank, at low tide stretching almost to the small sail boats moored along the old wooden pier, [...]
August 13, 2009 – 7:11 am
My old friend has warned me by email, that he intends to write a response to what I had to say about him in a recent post and that what he has to say may not be all I might have hoped for. I informed him that he is free to say about me whatever he wishes but that [...]
I would not have done this had I thought it possible that it was in some important way, a sell-out of Rocky and Gawenda . Mind you, the possibility–faint but tantilising, I admit– of fame has crossed my mind. Several times in recent weeks, I have woken in the middle of the night to find myself [...]
An old friend emailed me to say that he felt he has been replaced in my affections by Rocky. My friend, my oldest friend, had asked me to do something for him, a rather trivial thing that was unlikely to take up too much of my time. I had emailed back to say that of [...]