Author Archives: gaelharrison

I am the hunter and gatherer! I wrestled my wriggly fish out of the sea, hurled it across the jetty to the shouts of encouragement from 6 Muslim ladies and pranced about as it jumped about until a fellow fisherman, … Continue reading →

I’ve just whirled around like an amazing Mrs Mop…cleaning up after the Queen’s Birthday. The place is sparkling and I am worn out. I HATE cleaning the bath…such a strain on the back. Anyway, that is just too mundane, especially … Continue reading →

Phew, it seems I don’t have the killer ecoli bug that is killing so many in Hamburg. I am back up on my horse and feeling a lot better. Though goodness knows why? I googled remedies for this killer bug, … Continue reading →

I have the blues today…was going to write more of The Highland Rocks, but just couldn’t get into it, and feel full of the woes, like what’s the point, will anyone want to read it etc etc. Was going to … Continue reading →

Daytime TV in Australia is quite depressing as it is peppered with adverts reminding you to book your funeral. I don’t really watch ‘daytime’ as such, more the morning chat show but I am concerned suddenly with all these reminders. … Continue reading →

I am sitting here looking down at a very stormy sea. The surf is crashing and still the intrepid ‘keep fitters’ walk along with their heads down, marching with a mission. I had toyed with buying a cheap fishing rod … Continue reading →

Well for me the week was summed up by a picture on facebook…it just says it all. Let’s just hope the hat was buried at sea as well! I must say I did love it all, the pageantry, the spectacle … Continue reading →

It’s been a roller coaster week, with Easter and Anzac day back to back. Half of Australia seemed to have visited Glenelg and ‘our’ beach was mobbed. The holiday atmosphere was quite infectious, and we duly bought our ice creams … Continue reading →

Acker Bilk is playing Stranger on the Shore, and I feel very mellow, looking down on the beach at the perpetual playground of walkers, cartwheelers, swimmers and sea gazers. It is all so very busy. Had to smile at a … Continue reading →

Stormy seas and a rainy weekend had us in an introspective mood, and the days had caught up with us, but we soldiered on. We valiantly caught the tram into the city and were delighted with all the friendly notices … Continue reading →