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Death on Vine Street

In my life, I have seen more people killed by visiting a hotel on Vine Street, than by landing on any other piece of real estate. It’s not rocket science. It’s typically the first landing point for those who have spent some time in jail; and a bit cruel really. To step out of jail,…

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Divine surgery

I’m nearly done with Giulia Enders’ book ‘Gut’, a fascinating all-stops journey from the lips to the large intestine. Perhaps I should write and thank her in the words of the great Pavarotti, who once expressed his appreciation to an audience saying, “I thank you from the heart of my bottom.” In her book she…

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An Easter Key

In 1799, a discovery was made by some of Napoleon’s troops in Rosetta, a camel’s spit from Alexandria in Egypt. A stone bearing, in three languages, the decree of an old Egyptian king. The decree, actually, is underwhelming – basically the announcement of a tax-break to some rather impertinent priests. But the trilingual broadcasting of…

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Silicon Suicide

How utterly infuriating! In a technologically-advanced world such as ours, how hard can it be to retrieve a file accidently deleted from a flash drive, without spending a squillion dollars at the local computer shop? Yes. Yes. I thought it might have gone into the Recycle Bin, which would have been an easy retrieve. But…

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Northern Lights

If I did have a bucket list, near the top would an entry which reads: Northern Lights. The green rivers of light have long fascinated me, and I would love to see them from the front door of some Icelandic igloo. Apparently the lights peak every eleven years, and 2024 is the next promise of…

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The Blue Mauritius

I’m sure that if Jesus told his famous parable of the pearl in our day, he may well have used The Blue Mauritius. The Blue Mauritius is a postage stamp of enormous rarity and value, issued in 1847, in the denomination of two pence, and bearing the profile head of Queen Victoria. I can understand…

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Jesus fined in Hurstville

Jesus would have been fined in Hurstville if he had lived in our day. The rules are clear. No spitting! No, not even into the gutter on a rainy day. Not even when you find a fly in your spring roll. Not even when you’ve got some flu but not a tissue. One wrong ‘ptui’…

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I bought a Gerni

Some people buy a jeep. But my adventure-buttons were all pushed this week by the purchase of a gerni. Not the hospital kind of gurney of course – let’s not get too carried away; but the high pressure, water kind of gerni. And hasn’t it made a difference! My front steps now no longer look…

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O come let us adore Him

‘Adore’ is a very strong word. It means more than to simply acknowledge. And more than to just appreciate. More than to approve. And more than to admire. I looked up the Book to see where it appears, and was surprised to find only one reference: In the first chapter of the Song of Songs,…

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Christmas contemplations

Mary’s eyes always seemed to be closed in those Christmas pictures. Why is that? Exhaustion? No doubt she had her moments, like all new mums, of needing to catch her forty (thousand) winks. But I doubt that that is the answer. Perhaps she is reliving the moment when an angel announced to her that she…

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