Hi, welcome to my life. This blog is helping me write the stories of my life and I hope you enjoy reading them. I also encourage you to leave comments or your own stories to share with us.This is our patch at school, the tennis courts and the seat behind the science building where we [...]
Nola grabbed me as the DJ started playing Take a Long Line by The Angels, ‘Let’s slow dance to this one, it will freak out the teachers. We swayed slowly to our own beat as the Aussie Rock Anthem blared across the hall, and everyone else jumped and gyrated to the rhythm. I looked into [...]
Today, Burak of the Distiller’s Corner wrote about the benefits of writing down your personal history, and his thoughts mirror mine when I started Maddog Tales. The heart of all history is the stories, and researchers rely heavily on the written word and images left by our ancestors. Will that same wealth of knowledge exist [...]
Learning to use a slalom ski seems like starting again, your balance is not as natural and feels like walking across a narrow beam. I wobbled around the lake for a few days until I found my sweet spot, and began to develop my slalom technique. Slalom involves a series of linked sharp turns that [...]
This week I am exploring my water skiing memories from Darwin to Malaysia. We turned off the main road onto I will grudgingly call a local farm track and headed towards the river. Behind us the trailer bounced and wriggled through the ruts and bumps, threatening to flip the boat off if we moved too [...]
Tommy, I have always thought of him this way rather than Granddad, never figured prominently in my life. A flash Harry in his younger days, he attracted a young woman whom he married. Unfortunately, his snappy dress did not reflect his income and the marriage floundered. Tommy left her, returning to his childhood sweetheart, my [...]
As the cream FX Holden cruised past us, the driver glanced our way before continuing his endless roll through the streets of Brisbane. With his crew cut hair slicked back and his arm resting on the door sill, Rock ‘n’ Roll George or as we knew him Bodgie George, cruised the Brisbane streets for decades, [...]
My Granddad, Mervyn, worked on the Queensland docks as a stevedore, a wharfie in Australian slang, performing back breaking work to load and unload ships by hand. Despite his death when I was very young he continues to influence my life through the two gifts he gave me.
The best gift anyone can leave the future generations is the tales or stories of your own life. To detail why you chose a certain path in life, the obstacles you encountered and how you overcame them. This wealth of knowledge is precious and everyone, no matter how famous or anonymous, has wisdom to share [...]
