Monthly Archives: November 2011

Pack up the Purple

PACK UP THE PURPLE It was a bleak winter’s morning. Huddled in thermal layers, pedestrians jostled precariously on the kerbside, bracing themselves for the marathon scramble across the road, before the fickle lights blinked allegiance to the metal cavalcade that … Continue reading

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ANZAC

ANZAC Ninety-four years ago today my grandfather lay wounded on Gallipoli. ‘He had his eye shot out by the Turks,’ I would boast to school friends as his prothesis glazed over us from its resting place on the mantelpiece. My … Continue reading

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Patient Lives

PATIENT LIVES She stood there, a small, stocky dog with short, light-brown fur and squat legs squarely planted on her rug. A leash trailed listlessly beside her. I passed by her as I obeyed the therapist’s direction to walk briskly … Continue reading

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The Attack

THE ATTACK It was a gradual, sinister assault. My instincts, dulled with complacency and devoid of fear, colluded with the onslaught, dismissing it as an imaginary irritation. Early morning warnings, strange intrusions that disturbed my sleep and shadowed my movements … Continue reading

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The Westons Biscuit Factory

THE WESTONS BISCUIT FACTORY ‘www.thebiscuitfactory.com’ scanned into my vision at a Parramatta Road bus stop. This must be the redeveloped site of the Westons Biscuit Factory, one of the oldest remaining manufacturing sites in Sydney. How quickly the present glides … Continue reading

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Love Thy Neighbour

LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR The slight, sprightly frame embodies precision and rigidity, those steely accessories of domination and control. A tousle of straggly strands, grimly marshalled to simulate luxuriant growth, frames a small, severe face. Leathery creases, those furrowed repositories of … Continue reading

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The 433

THE 433 One morning, all trusting, I set off to be A committed commuter of the 433. I studied the timetable diligently And judged the 9.15 of the 433 To provide timely transport From Balmain to the city. Alas, how … Continue reading

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