Throwback Thursday

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Thursday again! Sheesh. Where is the year going to? Anyway, what can I tell you about this photo. Of course it is me, trying to look windswept and exotic as I manfully stare out at the river. It was taken in 1995, by the bank of the Murray River, in the town of Echuca in the state’s north (Northern Victoria). At one time, the city was the biggest inland port in the world (we’re talking 1880s). For those interested in that time period, you can check out the TV series ‘All the Rivers Run’, which starred John Waters and Sigrid Thorton. I have seen it since the 1980s, so i don’t know how it holds up. I think there was a sequel too – but I never saw that.

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Well, last Monday I kickstarted the week with Tom Waits, and everything went down hill from there. This week I think I won’t so much ‘Kickstart the Week’, but try to sneak into the week sight unseen. Anyway, what have I got for you? GRINDERMAN! Palaces of Montezuma. From Later, with Jules Holland. Enjoy.

Have a good week everybody.

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Throwback Thursday

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Another Throwback Thursday shot that I posted on Facebook a few weeks ago – yeah it’s already Thursday here in Australia – we live in the future, you know!

This shot must be around 18 years ago (1996) – back when I lived in Cheltenham near Southland. The lad would have only been a month or two old. Not that you can tell by the wild mass of hair, I was undergoing chemotherapy at the time and was sick as a dog – but the young fella kept me going and kept me fighting. If you look carefully in the background, next to the umbrella, you can see my parrot-top walking stick. For a while there I needed it to get around. But that’s all in the past.

The young master is off at Uni conquering the world – and I am writing Pulp stories. How good is that?

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