When to Give Up … Or Where Do I Put the New Mulberry Tree?
Keen readers of this blog will have noticed the penchant of its author to quote song lyrics by way of …
Keen readers of this blog will have noticed the penchant of its author to quote song lyrics by way of …
I thought I’d get in early with a list for 2013. The problem lies with the definition of hot. So …
Years ago, in the days when stuff arrived in the mail, printed on paper, I came across a very funny …
If you would have a mind at peace, a heart that cannot harden, go find a door that opens wide …
A week or so ago, during what might become known as Melbourne’s ‘windy period’, when it seemed like we’d never …
All good things must come to an end. Chaucer, 1374 It is with some regret that I’ve begun to pull …
At this time of year in Melbourne, as spring begins to look more like summer, I spend a lot of …
I’ve invariably got seeds of some kind in my pockets, which I’ve collected on my wanderings, or from friends and …
… my grandfather … was a smiling man and an untidy gardener. When you poked his cabbages, they squeaked with …
The first time I was actually in this house, and finally got to wander around the huge garden (800sqm approx.), …