What's it all about?

Some lucky little bloggers can answer this question with ease. Their answers jump off the page. Clear and simple: Sailing the Pacific. Raising boys. Accountants after dark. My love of sprouts. Fruit as pets.

Good luck to them. Those with a single passion and a clear vision of what to say and show.

They can answer this question. I can’t, for one very good reason. I don’t know the answer. I don’t know what this blog is about. Not for sure anyway. Not yet.

Like anyone who remembers when unknotting phone cables was a valued skill, I’ve seen a bit of life. I’ve accumulated titles, responsibilities, pastimes, diversions, regrets and the odd minor offence. Been son, brother, father; crown prosecutor, defence counsel, photographer, writer, reader, ratbag.

I’ve buried parents and siblings. Cared for others. Worked, played, laughed, loved and lost. I’ve drunk too much and not enough. Been sick and well and sick again.


This blog might be about all that. We’ll just have to wait and see. But as in life, no one gets out alive, so we better get started.

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