Legends from our own lunchtimes

Tuesday, February 02, 2010


We have always lived two kilometres from Mooloolaba as the crow flies, yet some days the crow's journey seems easier than others.  For reasons which we are unable to explain, if the light is exactly right and at no other time, we can see the top of the one sixteen storey building built.   We need overcast but clear conditions and a setting sun, and there it is where it has always been.  After appearing so mysteriously, like many of the birds that live on the other side of the river it disappears again for days or even weeks at a time, before peering over the mangroves to see if we are OK.
It reminds me of a Frank Zappa song.
Today it seemed to want reassurance that our valuers had been, that the removal people were preparing their quote and that we had remembered our anniversary.

Well two out of three ain't bad.

Which reminds me of a Meatloaf song come to think of it.



Joan Elizabeth said...

Happy anniversary (I never remember the exact date) ... all those years ago it had been very very wet in Brisbane and on the day very very hot and muggy at the coast.

bitingmidge said...

We never remember either, perhaps there was something traumatic about the whole affair? The week after the great floods, and bride wore wool and fainted.

See, I do remember some things. :-)

Blogger Template Created by pipdig