No, I am still going strong but have had a bit of lean patch with my writing this week.
That is not to say I haven’t had anything to write about. Falling over playing tennis which I did on Sunday would make an excellent post as would a discussion of my enrollment in a writing course or the ongoing saga with our new bathroom which has been a right royal stuff up!
I could write about newsworthy events such as James Packer, Australia’s richest man proving on Sunday evening by getting into a street fight with his best friend on what is possibly the busiest road in Australia that even buffoons can be billionaires.
I could write about the upcoming budget and how we appear to be governed by a bunch of sociopaths with no empathy, vision, intelligence or integrity but that is becoming patently obvious to all and sundry so there is no need to go there and of course it is only subjective opinion on my part so I will leave that sleeping dog lie.
I could write about my upcoming birthday and how turning 44 is a strange achievement as I don’t feel any different to how I did when I was 24 yet age is creeping and erasing my youth, slowly but surely.
I could write of my ongoing frustration of attending my dead-end job all day everyday and my yearning for something more creative to do and my desire to get more out of my professional life which has me hanging on the old barbed wire, unable to move, a smothering tinge of depression covering me every time I walk through the door. But that would just bore you.
No, there is nothing which lights my fire enough this week to churn out a post which is informative and interesting so I will just go back to my old, faithful routine of publishing a photo of day. Because it pleases me!
My photo of the day is of Black Mountain (above), the centrepiece of Canberra, visible from much of the city due to it’s (almost) iconic tower which is sadly very run down and close to useless but provides a reference point for Canberrans and visitors alike when talk turns to our nation’s capital.
The photo was taken by myself from the Canberra Yacht Club a couple of years back now when I was attending my sisters birthday party which was being held on the lovely grasslands beside the club and very little, in fact nothing has changed of the landscape since that time.
The second shot to the right is taken from the same spot and looks towards Mount Ainslie with Commonwealth Avenue Bridge crossing the lake in the right of the photo and the eye-popping vision of the National Museum of Australia to the left. Canberra City itself is just beyond the trees.
And so, with a couple of lovely vistas of our Canberra skyline dominating the post, I will bid you good day and promise to keep searching myself, deep down and try to come up with a post next time which is far more engaging and informative than the pitiful effort which has been published today.
Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, I hope you are having a nice day.
Until next time.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 