Rain, rain, rain. Lay around relaxing, drinking and watching TV. I’ll leave you with famous quotes from Duckfish who went native in the heat (all said in jest). “I’ll be fine after 3 coffees, paracetamol and a blow job”. “Don’t be falling over baby and breaking your clacker, it’s far too precious”. “Slippery when wet, like your… Read More
Barron Falls. Rare photo of Katie and Duckfish (for Shelley). Kuranda coffee and cake disappointment. View from the lookout. Dead camera battery = no more photos. Crystal Cascades. Pizza on the patio.
Car hire/hiya. Mosman Gorge. 2.7km bush walk. Swim in the Gorge. Lunch at Mosman. Daintree River ferry (no crocs to be seen). Cape Tribulation. End of the road. Bloomfield Track without a 4WD.
Duckfish haircut. New thongs. Wind chime. On the buses. The 2011 master plan. Palm Cove. Fish and chips on the beach.
4am wake up for the sunrise. Lazing by the pool. Lolling about naked. Pumpkin and coconut soup. No more whiskey. Early night.
Sleeping naked with the curtains open to the surprise of the cleaners. Full buffet breakfast. Jumping and diving in the rock pool against the rules. Tree cock (find the photo). Duckfish meets sexually frustrated Duck. Wearing each other out. Long afternoon nap.
A bungalow in the middle of the tropical rain forest. A king sized bed. A verandah overlooking the palm trees. Hot, humid weather. Scotch and ginger ale. Gavin the gecko. Chicken sandwiches off paper plates. A tropical storm. “I’m lying here smiling” he whispered as we collapsed into bed at 2.30am “I’m so happy baby”. “I… Read More
Since seeing the video I posted in the last entry I have been thinking about our cultural beliefs about beauty and how they affect our ability to connect with other people. I believe that the most powerful force in the universe is love. Love takes many forms but the most distilled form of love is… Read More
It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes the things you do make me sad. Both you and I know that it is not your fault, it is nothing to do with what is going on right now, it is only an echo of a barren life once lived. Your heart is different, your thoughts are different,… Read More
You’ll never know about my new job at the Wh1te Sa1ls Asylum. You’ll never know that Leslie Nielsen, Joan Sutherland and Roza’s brother died. You’ll never know that I live in the building with the beautiful garden we sat looking at that day. You’ll never know that I’m an awesome “dad’s girlfriend”. You’ll never know… Read More
I admit the title of this post may be misleading because my goal weight isn’t 55kg any more. My goal weight is … well, whatever my body chooses. Now that might be hard for you to take. Especially if you believe the messages that all women should be thin with visible bones and fit into… Read More
I figure if I post a blog entry then I will hit the 50,000 mark. Probably a complete waste of your time and mine, but I’m all for being the centre of attention. I guess I should reward you for coming to this page (and if you’re reading this in email or RSS you… Read More
She’s the cutest thing …