This is the one. The Lav (Lion in Croatian). She is beautiful.
Well well well, what have we here, a neglected blog? Someone call the RSPCB, sharpish! Ahh see what I did there….with the letters….hmm? Hmm? YEAH.
Soooo to update you (not literally, I like the old model), I am currently in the Sydney, which I affectionately call ‘Sydders’, the CAPITAL of Australia. BANG. Who spotted me being shot by an Australian? Thats right, chaps, CANBERRA is the capital of Australia, not Sydney. A witty, thought provoking, AND educational blog all in one. Wow ;) JOKING I know this is a shocking page but I happen to quite like it.
So yes, Sydney. The home of spiders as big as your head and other such fanciful creatures. In fact, I think the only animals I HAVE seen in Sydney are Pigeons and Horses. This place is CRAZY ;)
So today I caught a DOUBLE DECKER BUS (ooh, ahh) into Sydney, all on my larry, during which I met a nice Brazilian woman whose name I promptly forgot. I went the right way, purely by accident, and ended up in Darling Harbour, which was scenic and stuff! Especially due to the fact it harbours a gorgeous pirate ship which I rather have my eye on. (In fact this isn’t true I have my heart set on another…..a dutch ship I have every intention of buying/stealing and transforming into the Dawn Treader (the BOOK, the BOOK), and presumably spending the rest of my life on the run from the Dutch authorities). Aaanyway I then went on a water taxi which I was embarrasingly late for, went to a closed gallery, walked past some hooligans, went to the Botanic gardens, lost my train ticket, went home and ate pie. All the while managing to look very English and lost which I am proud of. :D
Um…I don’t want to bore anyone. Hey, you have a mouse, you can navigate away. Hah the power! As it happens I haven’t really got much else to say, not strictly true, in general, but its bed time…so I hope you are all well and happy and if not, do something about it. The happiness bit. I really do think we are completely in charge of our own happiness, which puts a horrible amount of pressure on, but still. You have to power to be happy whatever your circumstance. Uncomfortable truths….
Keep safe, and abientot!
Today I fell over and grazed both my knees and it REALLYHURT and I nearly cried but didn’t quite because I am a BRAVE SOLDIER. And then I found that due to my inexplicable good aim I had managed to fall on, and break my fathers camera. Smooth. Broken camera, broken knee, waah.
But I’m actually quite happy. Life is pretty beautiful. Smile :D
Hullo Chaps! So time for a first update? Hmmm could’ve sworn I heard a faint ‘no!’ in the background. Nevertheless, time for a first update it is. Okay I really dislike the word ‘update’. It kind of implies that someone cares….
Me and the fam spent the first five days in Auckland, whereupon God had an almighty tantrum, causing it to rain torrentially for more or less the whole time we spent in the blessed country. I ran down a massive sand dune like a graceful gazelle, or so I told myself, got chased by a stingray, (one of the more alarming events I have experienced so far), and was introduced to some lethal Maori weaponry. Which was fun.
We then headed off on einen aeroplane to Australie, amusing ourselves with his tremendousness, Matt Smith, on the way. Praise the Lord, the weather is beaut! Have sustained only mild sunburn so far, I have become more freckled than before, which is jolly exciting and unexpeted. We are in Mornington Peninsula, and it is CHRISTMASEVE and although it is VERYHOT it feels VERYCHRISTMASSYINDEED. Which is exhilarating.
There is less difference between the Antipodes and Blighty than I had expected - all this fuss about deadly spiders and that sort of thing…well I can tell you I have met some frankly pugnacious sheep in my time, and so I find myself coping rather well with the constant threats that surround me. I coexist quite happily with the spiders in the bath as long as I don’t have to be within several meters of the thing, and it has not as yet tried to assasinate me (though i wonder how long this will remain the case, dear Geoff did get rather soggy this morning). And everyone has warned me about ‘crocs’ though as far as I can see, they are just an unattractive but apparently very comfortable shoe, and pose little threat whatsoever.
So no, I haven’t seen any cork hats yet, or ridden an Ostrich, although I DID hear someone say G’day, and steak is pretty much the staple diet. Frankly, Australia is gorgeous and I’m dead excited about staying here, though I am now rather wishing that I hadn’t tempted fate with my spurning of the deadly creatures that dwelleth in this fine country. It looks as if I am going to be backpacking up the east coast of Australia, nipping into the Red Centre, and then off to New Zealand, providing of course that I haven’t yet been attacked by any rubber shoes, and that all my limbs are intact.
So thats me, and I hope anyone reading this is well and happy….and not too cold ;)
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
(I changed "wood" to "would" to make it even more difficult)
Your cunning plan worked, Chrismeister, I am flummoxed. It probably couldn’t chuck very much would, owing to the combination of the ordinary theory of triangular emphasis, the ordinance of undulating metaphors, and the fact that there is no tea anywhere. But I’m not sure. What’s the answer then? ;P
Since when were foxes brown? Im scared! Black magic? Is that racist? Okay here goes. THKBNFJD~THLAY~DG
Not entirely sure whether I understand. Please explain, oh crazy one!