Marguerite

I still want to know what Marguerite looks like now she is a mature woman. And what kind of a woman she became. She is no figment of my imagination. She was real, as real that is as any girl of twelve can be. I am sure she is beautiful and strong but I’ll have to…

The Baton Papa Borg

Papa Borg. I don’t know how memory works. What is going on in the brain. Are there cells that are like the memory on my hard drive, or is something magic happening. And does it get stored in ‘the Cloud’? Since Ian died I suppose I have been letting the ideas of aging and dying…

Playing games in Coober Pedy

  A bit more about the two travelers and their adventures in Coober Pedy. Let us take a step back and start again. Not being all that brain wise the two boys had decided to drive all the way up to the centre of Australia, through miles and miles of desert and nothingness and take…

Stuck in Coober Pedy with photos

The two travellers finally arrived in Coober Pedy. The road, the gravel and the red mud from out of season rain added to the damage to the car. “Never seen one of these cars, mate. We’ll see if we can get some spare parts flown in from Sydney.” “How long’ll that take?” “Next plane comes…

Lost with Photos

Since I posted this I chanced to find an old packet of slides. So I inserted a few of them instead of what I got from Google. There are more coming in the next post.   They were young. But as only young boys know that they will have true and everlasting love, the young…