Greasy Seasonings!
Filed under: Acting, Cafe Critique, Food, I'm not sure, Life, Literature, Mates, Politics, Remembrance, Yada Yada Yada, nostalgia, poetry
To all who have visited my site (mispelt ’sight’), and even those who haven’t, may your seasons be unmentionably pleasant.
Happy Holidays
Michael
I was asked today if I was going to write something about the passing of Michael Jackson. I’ve thought about the news and initially, I was going to leave it alone. I’m reluctant to say much because I’m more comfortable talking about what I know. I don’t know much about Michael Jackson.
But, having been asked, I thought why not, what do I think about the news?
I first heard about it as I glimpsed the morning news on television, at about 8:35AM Perth time, I think. I did a double-take, thinking I’d heard wrong and sat down to check it out. I think I said to myself, “God, Michael Jackson’s dead”.
As I took it in, I was thinking how big this was; how it was going to carried around the world, and I was trying to take in the size of it. Read more
Vaughn
The phone rang. It was quickly picked up by mum. Phone calls were always quickly answered, and never by a ‘kid’, unless the ‘grown-ups’ were out. If that was the case, the eldest had the privilege, and the order went from eldest to youngest. I was the third youngest. I was about 8 and the phone was never for us. I held no resentment or any other ill feeling. To me, answering the phone was something grown-ups did, like driving a car. We were at the table when mum came into the kitchen to answer. I remember there being a long pause, then mum’s voice got happy. It was a surprised voice, the type you might hear if the local radio station called you up to win a prize.
I’d heard about Vaughn maybe once before – that I’d had another brother who was living in a place called Victoria. At first I didn’t connect the person on the phone with this ‘brother’. If someone had asked me before the phone call “what is the name of your brother in Victoria?”, I would have struggled to answer. Read more
