lets (not) go and fly a kite

You’re all worldly men and women.  We can be honest with you.  Let’s look then unblinkingly at the good, the bad and the unusual. It’s a mighty strange place Ubud, chockers with tourists but also pulsing away with its own life.  Here, within a few steps of each other on Jalan Hanuman, is a boy […]

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Kuta…the Curate’s Egg

Kuta, Perth’s northernmost suburb, has been a happy playground for Aussies this last half century gone. It started to go off full tilt about the time the Americans landed on the Moon.  Now the Jews have crashed onto the Moon and the Chinese are up to something inscrutable on the dark side and still the […]

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The Age of Aquarius

Also known in 1973 to the wags of Year 10 Purple (the opportunity class) at Christian Brothers College Wakefield Street, as The Age of a Hairy Arse. Plenty of Aquarian’s here in Ubud,  but not many hairy arses.  Possibly due to this sweet but mysterious process. I don’t know.  I’ve led a sheltered life, Adelaide […]

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Ubud 7 am

Early morning in Ubud.  My complimentary breakfast (it always looks up at me, winks suggestively and says something like “Who’s a pretty boy then” or “lookin’ good this morning Tiger”) wasn’t ready just yet. So  I stumbled onto the footpath of the Main Street to see what I could see.  This is what I saw. […]

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Muzium Telekom

I was wandering peripateticly (as you do,) and came across this staircase, it looked green and inviting so I accepted the invitation and up I went I did. Past this beautiful flower and this sleepy guy, (sssshhhh, come on, lets tippy toe past him). Up up to the corner and around the bend, walking, walking, […]

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