‘Over behind him, where all this swampland drained into the Pacific, were dunes, shifting sand held together with purple-flowering pigweed and silvery scrub; then the surf – miles of it. You could walk for hours beside its hissing white and never see a soul. Just great flocks of gulls, and pie-eyed oyster-catchers flitting over the wet light, stopping, starting off again, not at random but after tiny almost transparent crabs, and leaving sharp, three-toed prints.

‘He had a map of all this clearly in his head, as if in every moment of [his] lying here flat on his belly watching some patch of it for a change of shape or colour that would be a small body betraying itself, he were also seeing it from high up, like the hawk, or that fellow in his flying machine. he moved always on these two levels, through these two worlds: the flat world of individual grassblades, seen so close-up that they blurred, where the ground-feeders darted about striking at worms, and the long view in which all this part of the country was laid out like a relief-map in the Shire Office – surf, beach, swampland, wet paddocks, dry, forested hill-slopes, jagged blue peaks. Each section of it supported its own birdlife; the territorial borders of each kind were laid out there, invisible but clear, which the birds were free to cross but didn’t; they stayed for the most part within strict limits. They stayed. Then at last, when the time came, they upped and left; flew off in groups, or in couples or alone, to where they came from and lived in the other part of the year, far out over the earth’s rim, or in China or in Europe.

‘Holding one of them in the glasses he was aware of that also. This creature that I could catch so easily in my hands, feeling the heart beat and the strong wings flutter against my palms, has been further and higher even than that clumsy plane. It has been to Siberia. It’s tiny, quick eye has seen something big. A whole half of the earth.‘

the tennis court was weeded and spread with a reddish-pink hard stuff that was made from crushed anthills

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Oh Kevin, you crafty little South East Queenslander not A HIGH WOODEN HOUSE painted white to mimic Mother-nature’s viable Life-on-Earth for Non-reptiles and Ten-thousand years of reliable predictable seasonal weather with diurnal (that is to c’est fancy day and night finessing) and relief for all (with flatly no barbarous neighboring state OR FEDERAL GOVERNMENT MISSILES OR ‘GOTCHA’ LITTLE HELICOPTER THINGIES MAN whatever) trick the albedo with banks of glass louvre windows and AN UNDER-STOREY for the laundry an’ putting stuff in i can see you’re up to your old tricks trying to make Mr Gates and Mr Berners-Lee look like rabbits and in fact raising fearsome doubts in the middle class public mind concerning our magnificently shared worldwide 1980s project in toto !

John BLUNDELL

Kevin you are dashed lucky you weren’t thrown into one of those Forensic Psychiatry facilities to be found in every state capital run by Geoff Kennett, Ian Hickie and the psychotropic drugs for teens dude..

~ 2 – 5 set series quantum relations thematics logic neurocognitive health learning healing and psycho-spiritual mental growth and maturation special topics 12-17s, 18-25s, 26-35s & 36-45 (HEY it’s all workin’ OK – and the money)’s

~ Reform of 25k universities

~ With any luck the 2025 Nobel Prize for Physics

OTHER, PENDING

You (you, who, oh, whatever, this was after all Frances Ethel Gumm possessing a strong contralto voice’s and William Clark Gable’s say 110 years since say Theda Bara’s say 1915) just gotta throw this in for Australia’s mental health crisis and all that government public relations tosh & twaddle about affective empathy and donations from the Brian Houston, Joyce Meyer Ministries Sharing Christ, Judge Judy, Dame Edna Everage type ladies, the Red Cross, the Pope, the Royal Flying Doctor Service, Matt Tinkler, the Fred Hollows Foundation, Judge Judy (an American arbitration-based reality court show presided over by former Manhattan Family Court Judge Judith Sheindlin, & the koalas, bears and stuff.. – Throw in that awesome medicinal honey. John. Ahmm. Oh, that’s OK.

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Well yeh everybody about to bust out of Primary School right through to those really serious Year 12 people. Do it.

(i) Do you hold yourself interpersonally in non face 2 face, anonymous or virtual social RELATIONS where the other (party] is not known to you directly or personally in adversarial, defensive or basically suspicious or untrusting relation to THEM

(ii) How are your interpersonal RELATIONSHIPS with others affected by THEIR physical size, athletic talent or social skills in speech or writing (that is to imply how physically and socially or politically empowered these people are in relation to yourself)

^Malouf, David 1982