We might have been Dutch

I WAS stepping back 400 years in time the other day when I boarded the Dutch trading ship which made the first European landfall in Australia. Well, it wasn’t the actual craft: it was a full-size replica, but one which has sailed the perilous journey from Australia to Holland and from Indonesia to Australia, tracing…

Time to get rid of my moobs

SO AFTER a simply scrumdiddlyumptious time at my yogalates class where I was trying to get rid of my moobs, I walked straight into a real cheeseball – probably a member of the Westminster bubble – who demanded to know the way to the nearest dunny, biffy or toot. It was all very Dahlesque. Fuhgeddaboudit,…

Hole in one

THERE’S a certain vicarious pleasure in playing a round of golf with a man who gets a hole in one. It would be more pleasurable if it were me, of course, but the fact that a playing partner can do it means there is hope yet for my humble game. As a relative newcomer to…

How’s your handwriting?

THE FACT that exam markers in Western Australia have highlighted illegible handwriting as a problem comes as no surprise. My own handwriting, once a source of praise from my primary school teachers so long ago, has deteriorated to such an extent that I rarely put pen to paper. When I do, I have difficulty in…

Anyone for (oldies) tennis?

WE’RE thinking of signposting the path from the lower tennis courts to the clubhouse as ‘Orthopaedic Walk’. It’s the walk when the topic of conversation is the aches and pains of our aging bodies. Thanks to the wonders of medical science, there are new knees, new hips and new shoulders in abundance as we make…

Will you be satisfied with your final resting place?

I WAS DELIGHTED to learn today from a radio interview that the Metropolitan Cemeteries Board, a Government agency in Western Australia, has a 95% satisfaction rating in its services. Presumably that means that only 5% of its inhabitants are turning in their graves in disappointment. Seriously though, it seems death is big business. The radio…