Surfin the Web

I get a lot of pleasure and satisfaction in writing my blog. Sometimes I don’t have much to say. Today is one of those days!

There are so many interesting things to do each day, and so little time. So today I am posting another song and lyrics from musician and family friend, Don Wright. This one is called Surfin the Web. I hope you like it.  Click on the title below and enjoy the experience of Don’s original work.

Surfin the Web

Hey ho, what do you know

You’ve been on the go all day

It’s late, you should be in bed

But instead you’re surfin the web


Hey ho, the computer is slow

You’re cursing the way of the Gates

You’d better take a lookie, you just scored a cookie

Must be a present from the man they love to hate


Your swap file is thrashing, your disk light is flashing

And your monitor it’s on the blink

Your RAM is dynamic, but you’re in a panic

The system could be freezing up much sooner than you think …


Because you’re surfin (surfin, surfin)

Surfin (surfin surfin), surfin the web


(Guitar Solo)


Well your disk needs de-fragging, your downloads are dragging

And your processor’s running hot

Your internet cache has just done its dash

Your high-speed modem’s giving all that it’s got


Hey ho, what’s this we see

That site needs an adult id

It’s 3 am, but ooh what a lurk

Later on this morning you can do it all again from work …


There you’ll be surfin (surfin, surfin)

Surfin (surfin surfin), surfin the web





Don Wright

Copyright Sound-Infotech Pty Ltd 2006 (used with permission)

Until next time


Weekly photo challenge – Indulge

I invite you to indulge me in providing a themed post on Swansea in Wales. Thanks to Wikipedia for the public domain photos and to our talented friend, Don Wright, for creating the original piece of music, writing the lyrics and being the musician as well. I hope you enjoy this presentation. Just click on the song title, Swansea Bay, to hear the song. Relax and enjoy the journey.


Swansea Bay

When I was a boy I used to roam

Three Cliffs Bay

Through the hills above my home

Up there on a clear day

See the vista of Swansea Bay


Summer’s day, we’d go down

To that ugly lovely town

Lying there on the stretching sand

Seemed to me it was the promised land

Sittin at the Slip, lookin over the foam

See the cliffs at Ilfracombe


And I was looking, looking to see

Was there anyone over there really staring back at me

I was searching for a sighting of the man that I would be

But I never saw anyone looking back at me


Came up from down under, been many a day

Swansea Grand

Finally did wend the Cornish way

And as we stood on Devon’s down

Gazed across the water at Swansea town


Saw the valley of my home

Saw the hills I used to roam

Heard the laughter, felt the tears

Echoing back across the years


And I was looking, looking to see

Swansea from Kilvey

Was there anyone over there really staring back at me

I was searching for a glimpse of the boy I used to be

Saw him clearly for an instant, but he never saw me


Speeding back along Severn’s shore

Reminiscing, days of yore

Setting sun wrapped up the day

As we headed west for Swansea Bay

 Don Wright

Copyright Sound-Infotech Pty Ltd 2006

 Until next time 🙂



Never too old to learn…

These past few weeks I have been getting myself organised to start Uni next week. It is exciting and a bit scary too! I didn’t have the opportunity to go to Uni when I left school. I didn’t consider it as an option. When I was growing up the expectation was to:

  • go to teachers’ college to become a teacher
  • go nursing
  • work in an office
  • work in a shop

I had no idea what I wanted to do and stumbled into working in retail until I got married and then became a “house-wife“. My role was to cook and clean and produce babies. It wasn’t until I was thirty with three young sons and a divorce that I came face to face with reality – I needed a job!

I started some adult education courses and gained entry into university to study English and Aboriginal and Intercultural studies. I perservered for one year (part-time) but I found it too difficult studying and being a single parent. I withdrew from my course. That was over twenty years ago and a lot has happened since then!

Fast forward to 2012 and the opportunity to study is here once again. I have enrolled in an online university course called a Graduate Certificate in Professional Writing. It has four units and they are:

  1. Writing applications, tenders and proposals
  2. Writing scientific, technical and business reports
  3. Communication practices
  4. Production, editing and design

Is this a good choice of course to improve my writing? Time will tell, I guess. I could have taken on a creative writing course that would have cost me a lot less. I am more daunted with the creative process than the business type of course I have chosen. I can relate too well to many of the tragic poets who focus their writing on lost love and death!

Do I want to get paid work in this field after I  have finished the course? I  don’t know really. I do know that I am enjoying getting organised, printing out the modules and assignments, setting up my office to suit the changes, thinking about organising my time. I work two days a week and I plan to work on my course for two days a week (or equivilant hours). I want to do it mainly for personal enjoyment and to improve my skills. Getting a qualification has appeal too.

Young Housewife, Oil on canvas. The Russian Mu...

Image via Wikipedia

So it all starts next week!!!! It will be a turning point for me and a big change to my weekly schedule. I am really grateful to have the time to do something like this.

I want to keep writing my blog and keep in touch with other bloggers and readers – I get a lot from the blogging experience. It keeps me sane 🙂

Cheers for now


Original music and lyrics by Don Wright

A peaceful scene in York, West Australia

Today I would like to share some beautiful music with you. A friend of ours wrote the music and the lyrics to this song, one among others I will share at later date. I hope you enjoy it. Just click on the title, relax and enjoy some good and original music and vocals.

                                                                                           Here and Now

 Spent a lifetime looking for an explanation

Still don’t know just what the questions are

Such a neat little twist proved I couldn’t exist

Knew there had to be a life somewhere


Spent a lifetime gazing out to the horizon

Searching for someone to make me whole

Then it happened so fast, you stood there at last

Looked into my eyes and scored my soul


Half a lifetime spent just looking back

Time was wasted peeking down the track

Now I have a different point of view

Yesterday’s not coming back, tomorrow’s sleeping

All I have is here and now and you


(Guitar Solo)


Now I find I’m living each and every moment

Basking in the love that makes me whole

You gave me the key, it’s just you and me

You prescribe the healing for my soul


Half a lifetime spent just looking back

Time was wasted peeking down the track

Now I have a higher point of view

Yesterday’s not coming back, tomorrow’s sleeping

All I have is here and now and you

Yes all I need is here and now and you

 Don Wright

Copyright Sound-Infotech Pty Ltd 2006 (used with permission)

If you would like more information about Don Wright’s songs I can put you in touch with him.



Weekly photo challenge – Down

Meet some of the locals


At work this morning there was a small mob of kangaroos really close to my office. I was wishing I  had my camera with me.

Lucky for me, my work colleague, Associate Dean, Dr Wendy Giles was able to come up with “some that she prepared earlier!”

These kangaroos live in the vicinity of the University and allow us to share the space with them:-)

I am lucky to work in such a lovely environment with the native trees and wildlife so close by.

Sincere thanks to Wendy for allowing me to share this amazing photo showing the kangaroos in the early morning light.

cheers for now


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Weekly Photo Challenge – Down

The losers of the Australian Football League Grand Final were the Sydney Swans in 2006. This photo captured the  few moments after the final siren sounded. The winners were my team – West Coast Eagles! It was a really close game and very exciting.

Sydney Swans DOWN and OUT
The next photo is of my grandson when he was one year old. He was watching the bigger kids on the slides and swings – I don’t think it was much fun being DOWN on the ground as he watched the other children having fun.

no fun down here!

There is something wonderful about watching the sun go down.
The sun going down over Perth foreshore
Cheers until next time!


Who are THEY?

so many people around the world - the same and yet different in interesting ways


Have you ever noticed how often we hear the word THEY and just accept it without question?  I know that I do and often it is quite harmless. I need a word to express my individuality as compared to others (THEY). Fair enough?

I think it can be unhelpful and dangerous, to ourselves and others, when we over generalise or stereotype. Some simple examples include:

  • conservatives don’t care about the unemployed
  • unions are slowing down production and ruining our reputation overseas
  • what do THEY want – referring to a racial or geographic group of people
  • what DO they WANT – referring to young people or aged people
  • the farmers or land holders are greedy
  • the big department stores are ripping us off
  • closer to home, “the people at work” are all lazy, biased, uneducated, slack, work too hard etc.
  • my family are loving, caring, demanding, not close, nuts etc. (not necessarily referring to MY family 🙂
  • what about football teams eg. xxxx are all dirty players
  • different nationalities and spiritual beliefs – Australians, Americans, Africans, Spanish, Syrians, Scottish people….. they are….or they believe…

I am sure you have heard these expressions before.

Something more subtle is when we continually THINK in this mode – making ourselves something apart from the world. It can become “me against the world” . That sort of thinking can isolate us from others. I can take one instance (from the dot points above) and apply it generally without giving it much thought.

We are all individuals and it is not fair to take any one group of people and label them as THEY. Then again, maybe it is ok when we talk about football :-).



Fitzroy Crossing in the 1980’s

In December 1982 our family moved from Melbourne, Victoria to Fitzroy Crossing in the Kimberley region of Western Australia. The photos you see are from around that time. It is situated about 400 km east of Broome and is about 2,524 km from the state capital of Perth. The population was predominantly Indigenous and we came there to work in the community store. My former husband was there to help the manager as storeman. In 2006 the population of the Fitzroy Crossing town-site had grown to around 1,500, with a further 2,000 or so people living in up to 50 Aboriginal communities and out-stations in the region. The main industries in the area are tourism, cattle stations and mining.

Prior to European occupation Fitzroy Crossing and the lands and valleys around it were the home for a number of Aboriginal language groups including the main group, the Bunuba People.  Other groups include the Gooniyandi people, the Nyigina and the Walmakarri people.

Many Baobab trees grow in the area

calm before the storm

I discovered I was pregnant not long after arriving from the long car journey from Perth. It was good news and we settled into the community fairly quickly. I assisted the adult Indigenous women with some classes in reading and writing. I had no earlier experience in teaching however I learnt on the job.

The lack of resources tends to make us more creative. We did activities together and then wrote stories about them in their own words. The women already spoke 3-4 different languages and were very capable of taking on one more. They were very keen to learn. Some of the ‘students’ had suffered leprosy in the past and as a result, some of their fingers were missing or disabled. This created a challenge in learning how to use a pen or pencil for the first time however they showed great determination.

This experience started me on my journey of writing and involvement in adult education for many years following. The countryside is stunning with its vast contrasts in colour and extremes in temperature and tropical downpours in the rainy season (October to April).

Fitzroy Crossing floods during the rainy season

 Living in the region was a really memorable experience. I am sure I will still be telling stories about it when I am in my rocking chair 🙂 Some life experiences are like that, aren’t they?



Sources: Photos are my own and some of the information I gleaned from Wikipedia.

How to tell when your kids have grown up

Here are a few clues to knowing when the kids have grown up:

  • One son, 6 foot 3 inches tall and 28 years old, tells me he knows how to cross the road without my advice and complains about hoon drivers on the highway
  • another son (6 foot 1 inch tall and 31 years old)was complaining that his  work mates drink too much
  • yet another son (6 foot and 36 years old) needs an afternoon nap when I don’t…

Alert to Mums and Dads out there – remember they are not little forever – enjoy it as much as you can, while you can 🙂 There are different joys awaiting you when they get bigger and older!

Mind you, I remember my Grandma telling my Dad to be careful when crossing the road – he was in his sixties at the time. Maybe children will always be children in their parents eyes 🙂



All I want is a room somewhere…

Lovely cake we shared at lunch time

I love to listen to music as I drive. Recently I listened to a new CD I  purchased through a Rotary Club. It was a fundraiser that showcases a young girl with an amazing voice. She sang songs from My Fair Lady, such as, All I want is a room somewhere plus some from the Sound of Music. My Mum loved this song. I used to wish I could give her all she desired (such as “lots of chocolate for me to eat“).

I started thinking about the words “All I want…” If you could have what your heart desired more than anything else in the world, what would it be?

 I had to think hard about this as I am fortunate not to need much in my life. No material possessions came to mind.

After some days pondering this I realised that what I would love more than anything is to have all my family together at the same time and place. I accepted this is not possible now due to the distance that separates us. Or was it as difficult as I thought?

This past weekend my daughter-in-law invited me and my partner to their place for lunch on Sunday. My youngest son visited us for the weekend (coincidently – it wasn’t planned). He was happy to go to Sunday lunch as well. Before heading off to lunch my eldest son called me on Skype and I spoke to him, my daughter-in-law and my two grandsons. It wasn’t until a bit later in the day that I realised my wish had come true (with some help from technology) and I spoke to them all and spend some time together. I am feeling very grateful that things worked out the way they did.

What do you think you would ask for, if you could have anything you wanted? I would be interested to hear your response. It may well come true!

Cheers for now