Stories I’ve written
There’s no greater feeling than having your parent say, “You don’t have to come shopping with us today.” To a teenage boy there’s nothing more humiliating than going to a department store to join the family in line behind Mom lingering in the lingerie department while the rest of the brood watch Dad fidget and cast furtive glances around to see if friends are gleefully … Continue reading Home Alone
Jack loved to be out in the garden. Since moving into his retirement home six months previous, he’d decided that fifty years of his working life spent mostly behind a desk or in conference rooms should be filed away for good. Life henceforth would consist of as many outdoor activities he could manage to fit into the day. The fatigue of his last year of … Continue reading Jack Learns to Retire
Above image copyright to Free Horse Graphics http://www.cartoonclipartworld.com We’d been back in town for a couple of years when Ben asked if I’d like to spend the weekend at his place. I’d known Ben but a short while, but had noted he had a very cute sister. Even before I’d had time to think about it I blurted out a quick “yes!” Ben dropped by … Continue reading Bareback Riding
At the age of fifteen I was beginning to realize I’d accumulated great wisdom on entering the terrible teenage years. It was quite apparent parents in general needed counsel from those of us young and intelligent, so they’d be more in tune with the way things should be done in the ‘now” generation. It was only at a much later age I noted with satisfaction … Continue reading That First Kiss!
The above image copyrighted to © Christian Lagereek #6530323 One of the vivid memories of our house in Gympie Australia after we’d moved from Macintosh Creek farm in the early 50’s was an assortment of vehicles parked in the adjacent lot we owned next door. Eric had supplemented his interest in rural properties with his newest acquisition, a timber business. Somehow in trading out of … Continue reading Brush with Death
This is the first fictional story written for my Creative Writing studies. _________ “It’s time for you to come inside Angie!” Sylvia called to the five year old who, minutes ago had been playing outside the kitchen window. Sylvia loved to watch her little girl play on the swings, and took delight in her curiosity as she inspected flowers and bugs in the back yard. … Continue reading Angie’s Missing!
There are some things I can easily forget. I’m not always with it when it comes to carrying out errands. I was working out in the garden some time ago when Georgine called and asked me to attend to something before coming inside. Now I fully intended to do that, but for some reason it slipped my mind and I was back inside taking a … Continue reading New Year Resolutions
Extracted from my presentation to the Rotary Club of Singapore on December 20, 1989 Our Modern Christmas Western societies are becoming increasingly sensitive celebrating Christmas as they strive to be politically correct and not offend any segment of a multi-cultural society; but not so in Singapore a majority Buddhist country with significant Islamic minority. The citizens of Singapore celebrate everybody’s festivals, and they do it … Continue reading Christmas
We had no idea when we took delivery of our fifteen centimetre bouncing ball of fluff we were in for a unique lifetime treat. Our Shih Tzu Maltese cross looked like a miniature black bear, so it was natural we name him Baloo. In the major Indian languages Baloo means bear. We learned that we did not own this pet, he owned us. We were … Continue reading BALOO
Quote. “It takes wisdom to build a house, and understanding to set it on a firm foundation; it takes knowledge to furnish its rooms with fine furniture and beautiful draperies.” Proverbs 24:3,4. It was 1968! We were living in Mumbai India at the time in a crowded Moslem area of a suburb called Byculla. Life commenced at 4 am with the mattress teaser heading for … Continue reading Builders or Wreckers?
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