Thursday, December 17, 2009

lost claus

So I was walking Flo last week in the park
and in the distance I see a lone figure approaching.

He looked a bit like this:

Seen any kids? He asked me.

- No.

Long Pause.

Is there a car-park anywhere around?

- On the other side of the creek.

He sighed and hobbled away.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Thursday, September 17, 2009

and mary

Ms. Travers, onstage, drew all eyes as she shook her hair, bobbed her head in time to the music and clenched a fist when the lyrics took a dramatic turn. On instructions from Grossman, who wanted her to retain an air of mystery, she never spoke. NY Times

(Grew up with this record of course. Lemon Treesy listening, as sisters sang passionately about hammers and I stared at this record cover imagining adult blondeness and goateed guitarists)

lit gnat

Wendy James is blogging again: Literary Gnat

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Monday, September 07, 2009

jet storm

- whereas the previous week's viewing highlight had been another Sat. night ABC2 gem Jet Storm from 1959, an Airport/Twilight Zone mix with a dash of British-kitchen-sinker and class-angst, where air hostesses were ordered to dispense champagne under great pressure, and even though everyone was about to crack up, an air hostess dispensed her duty admirably and steadily, as all champagne-coupes stayed stable on the tray, earning her the esteem of eligible Captain.
We did slightly wonder whether a broken window (that had already taken one passenger into oblivion) could really be plugged effectively by a pillow - but who knows the technicalities of these things?

match review

It was rather strange on Saturday night as Tony flicked between Foxtel and Football, just as Sherman featured on both fronts, at Georgia -

and at the Gabba.

And the strangeness continued on Sunday with Collingwood and Collingwood

while the cricket was also being played at Midsomer

where Dr. Who was batting badly: goes right against the grain for me to have to play cricket badly. As actors, we like the idea of being quite sporty. I am actually quite good at cricket so having to play a miserable cricketer was quite frustrating. I keep getting bowled out and it takes some skill to keep missing the ball like I did!

(And of course, one wasn't expecting Malcolm Fraser to get a guernsey for Midsomer.)

Friday, August 21, 2009


A rather disturbin search request...

especially when one has been considerin the male gaze over at LP.

pet vocals

Pet Sounds A Capella

via things

iirc, this version of God Only Knows was one of the first wavs I surfed/nabbed back in 01.

(and youtube pointed me (belatedely) to this yout uke version.)

Friday, August 14, 2009


Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds in 1 minute, and 40 seconds.

(Hat-Tip to Norabone.)

Although if Tippi had been wearing a hat some unpleasantness might have been avoided.

...complaints about lame contrivances in his films were sufficiently common to inspire a defensive retort from the director. "A critic who talks to me about plausibility is a dull fellow," Hitchcock sniffed.  Salon

I must admit that as I watched the film on Saturday night, certain questions did occur to me - where are the sunglasses? Or wide-brimmed hats? Or blue heelers ready to snap at any swooping irritant? - although not to the extent where such questions cloud the view.
'A woman with a birdcage in a fur coat in a rowboat; it could be a Surrealist painting by Dali or Magritte'.Camille Paglia...Source

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

masterchef 1941

- and in the spirit of masterchef forums, I was barracking for Jane. Sally seemed too smug and accomplished.

(- found via LT and another BFI film)

Friday, June 19, 2009


via pk:

good companions 

and (this is not a dog)... via J walk: Circle the Cat  

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


I'm late to the 188,837 views party, but I've been enjoying this nostalgic hit.

And this clip too:


Thursday, June 11, 2009



I've done this a lot lately.

Must be a confidence thing.


Wednesday, June 10, 2009


My work:
to unsnare time's warp (and woof!), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you.

Mark Doty Golden Retrievals

at NPR These Books Have Gone to the Dogs

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

200 words

I've taken up this meme as seen on Dick Jones Patteran Pages,
and via Dominic Rivron
"I'd hate to be held solely responsible for inspiring a meme but 200 words, let's say, written in the present tense about an old photo of oneself seems quite a good one to pass on."

I couldn't find many earlier photos of myself on hand, but as the concrete stork featured in this one I thought it was topical. Strangely, (I wonder if that's a twitter effect) it's exactly 200 words.

This was taken in November 1991. I am 29. (And I really am. I have not yet learned that old line)
Am I happy? I should be happy with what is in hand, not what is out of reach.
In my hand is a copy of a play I’ve written, about to be performed.
I’m wearing clothing loose enough to move.
The black Swatch with the roman numerals (that a boyfriend said was the nicest swatch watch he had ever seen) is still going.
A friend who would have laughed at that line is still alive
I like the cut of the black straw hat, but it does not sit well, alas, and will be replaced by the soft practicality of the non-descript.
In front of me is my black dog who will stay a few feet away from me for the next 13 years. He is two, in glossy good health.
The garden is tidy and it still rains in Victoria – we have not yet entered the drought that will burn grass, crack houses, kill trees.
The garden stork has presence, and promise.
The computer in my house has 640 kb of memory.
And blog is not a word.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009


Chris Gavin's experimental stop-motion film. Painstakingly hand-crafted using hundreds of plastic peg-board letters.

via I like

Monday, June 01, 2009


and coincidentally, that light hearted flickr picture is part of the amazing Millie Motts as featured at PCL

with blog: visual serendipity

round midcentury

I spent a couple of pleasant hours wandering around Flickr sets through the american good housekeeping midcentury, as you do.

Among highlights:

Two teens studying

light hearted

A woman date unknown

also through Atomic Housewife* → Secret Recipes for the Modern Wife *Woosh

Friday, May 29, 2009


Yesterday Ann o'Dyne sent me to Scott's Abode where there are great scans from the wonderful Newnes Home Management on display.

I have these treasured volumes in my collection, and they (and a couple of other examples of the genre) formed the basis of a play I wrote years ago.

Coincidentally, there was a scene involving a concrete garden stork...

Tuesday, May 26, 2009


Yes (as mentioned in a comment*) I had half-thought of compiling a gallery of dogs in online real estate ads And this morning as I was idly browsing, I saw this fellow hiding in the corner of a view of the garden.

I'm very fond of this species, and was lucky enough to acquire one of my own about 20 years ago.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

dog's life

peacay sent me to Topinambours

and shortly after, I found myself looking at poochie


A recent comment here by Ann o'Dyne on Twitter:
I am irritated by constant Follow requests from people I dont know*
made me think of the Blossom Dearie song I'm Shadowing you...

And maybe the Beatles wrote a song for the Bloggers,
the early Thinking of Linking which you can hear in this Jam session from the Anthology era.

And not a song but an instructional film: Facebook Manners
via the Presurfer

Thursday, May 07, 2009


things on twitter:
There are networks, albeit very informal ones, that exist within this quasi-public realm, a secondary strata of commentary and connections that binds together those who place most emphasis on the binding, if you see what we mean. In other words, twitter and its ilk have become a self-perpetuating network that somehow pulls content out of perpetual distraction.

Monday, May 04, 2009

Friday, May 01, 2009


And if I twittered I could link to this little old blog in style.

DickensURL via the Presurfer
Forget, now you have!



if I twittered I might tweet:

Got Mixmaster. T did. Man knocked $10 off as I raved about beauty n nostalgia.Yet to bake sponge.

ps. fx I know where you can get those oranges cheap.

Monday, April 06, 2009


Hey there! pooter2009 is using Twitter.

For this year's reboot of, I've given Charles Pooter a Twitter feed.
As Above

Friday, April 03, 2009

fri dawgs

was idly browsing bluey youtube
and found a film with a blue heeler song

by Mary Ann Kennedy
Grammy nominated hit songwriter from Nashville, TN., Mary Ann Kennedy, creates music that celebrates the horse

- who also has a song about a jack.

(though wwwhere is the labra♪or mon amour j'adore ballad I wonder...)

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

live better

deep hood covers all curlers

15 Vintage Household Ads

via The Presurfer


One of the items at the exhibition* was a postcard of this hotel in Phillip Island

I used to think this hotel was the last word in glamour when I was six.

This was a glamourous place too...

Wednesday, March 25, 2009


Caught up with the SLV exhibition Victorians on Vacation
at Mornington, which was a great place to see it, being on vacation (sic)*
There were two other people in the gallery in the two hours it took me to process all the data. Afterwards, we studied the local dogs running freely in a fenced paddock outside the gallery. Everything becomes fauna en vacance.

* Shame they traded americanism for alliteration.
They coulda gone with eg. oz on oliday

Monday, March 16, 2009


Off to the beach for a week.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009



While browsing Bacchus Marsh pics (as you do) I chanced upon an image from childhood that has since disappeared - one of the Danger signs that used to grace intersections in Melbourne. There used to be one along the late 60s valiant trek from the foothills to Preston, though who knows where it was exactly in those 20 scary miles of melways.

But I'm not old enough to remember the clocks

Saturday, March 07, 2009


Residents from the CBD to Dromana felt the tremor, with one Elwood local falling off the couch.
Herald Sun (since updated, but posted here)

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

spy style

Spy Vibe 1960s SPY STYLE

via things

Update via Spy Vibe
Our Man in Melbourne Permission To Kill

view point

I was looking for a teetotal-esque photo to mark the end of Feburary.
(For February was a dry month chez nous. All peach tea cordial in champagne coupe glasses and not missing the alcofizz at all)

And I found my way to the wonderful Alice Manfield Collection at the SLV. Among many gems:

Donkey looking in a window

the Monolith Rock

holding a bird

teapot between them

wearing checkered skirt

a bird perched on her right wrist

Unidentified girl standing at the top of a rock

and for Juke:
View point

Friday, February 27, 2009

dog friendly

i regret getting red gravel pebbles - hard to clean and now we have to partition that area off ,too(by the fence it is)
theyre good for security as they crunch underfoot but ive never been able to keep the dogs off it because like most dogs they like to run the perimeter of the property and check things out
ive never worried about where the dogs toilet because there is a lawn area they use but one or two ofthem like to sneak off to the gravel area and its a pain picking up their waste with pebbles attached
i reckon we should have just concreted - easier to clean
- dogz forum: Designing The Dog Friendly Garden

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


I ♥ letslookupandsmile's photostream:

Arriving for the 21st dinner dance...

And a couple of weeks ago, again in the midst of heatwave, I was catching up with the photostream, when I saw this:
Party Animals

and this comment that directed me to
the Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players

Friday, February 20, 2009


In the days of the heatwave that preceded the calamity of bushfires, I remember listening to music in the low-fi cellar, having just read about just hear it at J Walk

Via the comments @ J walk, Grooveshark
Play any song in the world for free

so I've been catching up with some absent friends (CDs being elsewhere)

Wednesday, February 18, 2009


Clicking the Like link next to something that you enjoy on Facebook is an easy way to let someone know that you like it, without leaving a comment...

Will I be able to unlike (and remove me liking something) after I click on the Like link?


FX posted about Blossom Dearie.
I played the excellent 9 min clip, and then went looking for some old faves.

I eventually found My Attorney Bernie

see also 'S Wonderful ('S João)

Monday, February 09, 2009


From the safety of the suburbs, I listened to the radio on Saturday as it changed from an extreme-weather story to a firestorm story as the whole state seemed to ignite with over 400 'fire events'. All you do is keep listening to reports from the fire front, a continual stream of emergency messages and tragic stories.

Kinglake local shares story on Victoria fires
Age Photo gallery
the township has "virtually ceased to exist"

Boston Globe: The Big Picture via peacay

Friday, February 06, 2009


At 12:12 PM   boynton updated her footer

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

miss tree

look and learn

When I was a Brownie, when I was a Sprite, * I managed to pass my Tree Badge, which required reciting the roll call of exotics and being able to identify a tree from its leaf in front of a judge, who was the rostered neighbourhood expert in the field. In this case the judge was my father.
I passed by memory skills, with no help from the family green thumb, which I did not inherit.
While I may still know my elms ok, I think I have rested on my Brownie laurels.
Recently I was trying to describe a tree I'd seen to a professional expert in the field and fumbled clumsily for words, non-latin words to boot. In fact it was akin to struggling for language in a foreign land, busted for not doing your homework, for not being sufficiently tree-lingual.
Then days later I was still trying to put a name to the tree with a search directory, one of those uses of technology they once lauded in ads for printers. I was eliminating varieties of banksia and grevillea when I stared out of the window. My eyes rested on a tree and I said "That's it!" - life imitating TV, the tropes of sitcoma.
Anyway, the embarrassing confession is that this tree, for so long anonymous and invisible to me, is a very common species. Naming it has summoned it into existence in sudden profusion. It is everywhere in the urban environment.
It's as if I had said to this expert: have you ever heard of a rose?
Still, a fortnight ago, when it was unknown and exotic, I saw the tree in question forming an avenue of striking colour in a dry landscape. It was a temporarily remarkable first contact.

Friday, January 30, 2009

air con

If the United States is going to get serious about the deep cuts in energy consumption that are needed, the whole idea of air-conditioning has to be questioned
Air-conditioning: Our Cross to Bear
While air-conditioning clearly isn't the sole culprit responsible for global warming, its use looks set to increase, not decrease. Experts agree that the best long-term plan is to make sure that new housing takes climate change into account.
Why Air Con is Ruining Our Environment
“In this way, solar cooling has the potential to reduce peak demand on the electricity grid by reducing the amount of electricity that is required to meet those air conditioning demands on the hottest days of the Australian summer,” Dr White says.
Keeping cool using the summer heat
As air-conditioner sales soar and concrete abounds, the role of trees, grass and other plant life in helping reduce carbon emissions is often overlooked
It's time literally to go green

How to Cool Yourself Without Air Conditioning

Thursday, January 29, 2009

heat waves

In an era without refrigeration, air-conditioning or effective sanitation, and with polite dress being thick, three-piece suits and long skirts, the effects were traumatic. Ice-works worked flat out to try to keep up with demand
1908 heatwave BOM
Stock collapsed and fowls dropped dead in the blistering heat at Sea Lake
1939 Black Friday ABC
...Clerks and typists ate ice-cream at work. Some girls fainted on their way to their offices
Black Friday

Incidents of the hot season

temp predicament

(Title coined by peacay)

For how can you not mention the weather in a Melbourne heatwave, in a house with no air conditioning, when it's on the way to 43 again, when the washing takes 10 minutes to dry, when the bird bath is tepid by four?

In a house without air conditioning, one finds relief in the cellar at night.

This is true and I seem to note it annually. But there are still no obvious articles about underground rooms as a sustainable alternative to the environmental scourge of air con. Seems pretty simple to me: if you're under six foot with a reasonably small footprint and like bad TV reception amid the eskis and wet-suits of storage, then this cellar is the place to be.

Friday, January 23, 2009

fido friday

The couple's white Maltese poodle, called Sumo, has a history of frenzied fits and became increasingly prone to making "vicious, unprovoked attacks" despite receiving treatment with anti-depressants fox

Living dog-free is living in a world more ordinary. The Age

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


Slowly watching Brideshead Revisited again.

Have revived the coupe in preference to the flute.

Chemically incorrect, but we like it.

Friday, January 16, 2009

non green

The seasonal dumping of the pine trees post Christmas is a familiar and well documented sight, but this is the first time I have seen a plastic tree discarded on the nature strip in January.

Saturday, January 03, 2009


Happy New Year