Cockney science

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Lever

‘Lever it out, Arthur.’

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Scattervox

May 19, 2017 at 6:59 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment
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‘We specialise in scat.’

‘Zippity dat, dat, dat … zwee bop.’

‘Yeah.’

Pic by Terri Begley.

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Dogwood

May 7, 2017 at 8:45 am | Posted in Article | 2 Comments
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Dogwood

Depending on interpretation, dogwoods are classed in up to ten subgenera.

The Australian Dogwood (Cornus canae) is a particularly resilient member of the genus.

It can generally be distinguished by its inconspicuous flowers and distinctive

bark.

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Spell Czech

September 26, 2016 at 7:58 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments
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‘For what it’s worth, I’d recommend European sevens in this context.’

 

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Pie eyed

September 16, 2016 at 7:15 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment
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‘Look, up in the sky!’

‘Well, it ain’t us.’

‘Probably a plane, then.’

‘You reckon?’

Pic by Vincent Ng.

 

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Spotting the hit

July 9, 2016 at 8:15 am | Posted in Short Story | Leave a comment
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The dribble of doom …

This little tree did it hard.

Drought killed it outside while critters gnawed within.

Curling bark and chomp trails tell the story.

Now a nice council person has sprayed the tree with the yellow spot of death.

Soon, a woodsperson will be along to cut it down.

Its replacement already incubates at bottom left.

To the right, what might have been.

Life’s tough.

Live it while you can.

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Only in red

July 8, 2016 at 8:54 am | Posted in Short Story | 2 Comments
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Only in red

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‘OK, so they didn’t have it in yellow!

‘What was I supposed to do: not turn up for work?

‘I don’t know why you blokes have to make such a big thing of it.

‘I honestly think the red provides an interesting contrast …

… ‘Fellas?’

 

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Girl power

July 6, 2016 at 7:38 am | Posted in Short Story | 4 Comments
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Girl Power Med Empire

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Girl evades giant Pac-Man.

Girl meets boy.

Girl starts BBQ fire.

Girl wins see-saw game.

Girl wins swimming competition.

What a fun, successful and totally empowering day!

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Temerity prayer

May 4, 2016 at 9:35 am | Posted in Poem | Leave a comment
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God grant me

the serenity

to forgive people

I can change;

courage

to take out those

I cannot

and wisdom

to know the difference

at 1200 metres

in fading light

with a 10 km crosswind.

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Bitter brew

March 28, 2016 at 10:53 am | Posted in Poem | 6 Comments
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We’re all out.

Glug, glug, glug, go the dregs

of my dad’s last

home brew.

Not down my throat,

but in the sink.

Testament to

30 years

of continuous

unimprovement.

It began as a fine recipe.

With fresh ingredients from a ‘way-out’ 70s

health-food shop

that smelt like nothing else (before or since).

But as people caught on,

prices went up.

So dad started shopping around.

First the hops.

Then the malt.

The sugar.

Yeast.

Bulk buying.

Damaged goods.

All ingredients meticulously re-sourced to shave costs.

The result?

A total price of just six cents a bottle.

Dad’s beer used to be so good, I’d take it to parties.

Fellow teens would gather to marvel at my cooler bag and try a sip.

But as time passed, the beer got leaner and meaner.

Bereft of zest and flavour.

Until I couldn’t drink it any more.

Yet my parents’ thrift paid their home off in just

nine years.

My shop beer costs $6.95 a bottle.

And after 17 years,

my home loan is bigger

than when I began.

Not so smart after all.

Pic by Kristopher Volkman.

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