It was just another morning at the Chateau de Greg ‘n Doll, I’d made a coffee and pottered outside to check the weather before the day kicked off.

My grandson, one of nature’s early risers, was already out the back…

The first wave of Black Death to sweep…

Keeping An Eye On Things

I’m
keeping an eye
on things
a whole
new approach
to
neighbourhood watch

rainbow lorikeets
feasting
on a banquet
of native blooms
pelicans touching down
with awkward
magnificence

small creatures too
adding wonder
with the…

Back in the day, the only cassette…

Folks, my little box of treasures has a monetary value of, if I’m lucky, maybe $10, but the stuff in there is priceless to me.

No doubt it’ll be turned into landfill when I ‘renew’ at some point down the…

In this conversation, Gladstone musician Christina Joy reflects on the stories behind her album, the power of persistence and what it means to put something of yourself out into the world and hope it might touch someone you may…

Folks, I have no doubt the nice auditors at the tax office will be extremely keen to run their magnifying glasses over the ledgers marked ‘Income’ and ‘Expenses’ from our recent tour down south. But, right now, I’m not so…

Folks, I’m a little bit chuffed.

The album we produced earlier this year is still kicking goals and the song ‘One Horse Town’ has reached #2 on the Traditional Country Music Charts and #5 on the Australian Country Chart.

Honestly…

Folks, in three days’ time we’ll be leaping into Penelope, our faithful Nissan Cashcow, and pointing her bonnet toward the NSW border then rolling on down to Victoria.

For three weeks we’ll be on tour, driving, performing, driving some…

Folks, Doll and I spent as few days at Rainbow Beach with some wonderful people and partied like it…

The current ‘womance’ (female ‘bromance’) between Gina Rinehart and Pauline Hanson is causing tongues to wag around the country.

The ‘Magnate’ and the ‘Megaphone’ are yet to make the cover of Women’s Weekly, but they’re certainly an…

Folks, I pride myself on being ‘a doer’.

I get shit done. Sometimes I get shit on, shit gets real or I get the shits. But, generally, if you need, or want, something done:

I might dither a bit, complain…

We decided to decamp to Hervey Bay for a couple of days… and it RAINED!

Years ago, my workmate spent his Saturday handing out flyers for the LNP State candidate in his suburb.

Trust me, his standing as a Labor stalwart copped a bit of a battering.

But, they were neighbours. Actually, good mates. Politically…

To The Valley!

Last weekend we packed our rhinestone suitcases and wandered up to Many Peaks in the Boyne Valley to perform…

Here, in my small part of the electorate of Flynn, I keep hearing a version of the same thing, basically, ‘They’re all corrupt!’

The general consensus is, ‘Nobody in Canberra really gives a toss about us.’

There’s a lot of…

Folks, this week we were busier than a cane toad trying to cross a busy street.

Long story short, we made it to the swamp… without too many injuries.

Aside from our regular ‘work’ we put in the hard yards…

My neighbour hails from India, and he tells me One Nation will help him buy a house which is why he’s going to vote for Pauline at the next election.

My eyebrows still haven’t fully descended since hearing him say…

Folks, last year, I wrote here, on this esteemed platform, about how Gladstone doesn’t have a song that captures the spirit of our region and how I should probably write one.

Then, challenged my readers to have a crack too.

…

Agnes Waters… words… stuff… ah, just enjoy!

Folks, in another life I worked in building maintenance at a university. One morning, I was tweaking the air-conditioning system in the ceiling above a conference room where a large meeting was being held.

Apparently, the audience didn’t like stewing…

First Day On the Job

Folks, I was in a pet store earlier this week and standing in front of the snake cage was the boss lady giving the newly minted, teenaged, employee the run down.

“Right,” she said, placing…

Ah, Winter in Central Queensland! The grass is browning off, the bush is dusty, quiet and waiting patiently for rain to come; hopefully soon.

The caravan parks are full of southerners fleeing the freezing temps back home and the beaches…