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Peter

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About Me

Introvert. One wife, three children, four grandchildren. Support worker for people with disabilities. Born again, lay preacher. Bass guitar player. Rock fisherman. Lover of wild places. Student of human nature. Handy man.. sometimes. Collector and recycler of old wood.

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Home away from home

Thursday 25/10/07. Up at first light and off straight after breakfast, we are keen to knock off the climb up Maguli. Carefully across the creek, no log bridge here, just a single, long log, left slipp...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 03:43:00 GMT

Stunned Mullet

Call it my overactive imagination...But the fish I am filletingstill look surprised,even though I caught them yesterdayand they have been in the fridgeall night.Perhaps because they lack eyelids...The...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Jun 2009 03:11:00 GMT

Thoughts on the ethical use of leeches in modern medicine

Tell medoctor/lover/brother/teacher/mentor/friendare your lipsupon the woundto kiss it better                  or                  to                  taste the blood?Are you sucking outsome poisonor ...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Jun 2009 23:44:00 GMT

Green green jungle

Continuing the story from a trek in Papua New Guinea in 2007. Day two of walking...The campsite is beautiful in the predawn half-light; thatched huts perched on stilts in a small elevated clearing. Th...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Jun 2009 03:33:00 GMT

Not about me

End of the world as he knows it.Planets shakeand stars collidethe sun strays from it's coursecomets falland flames lick upgreat rivers to their source.Cities burnbuildings crumbleearth quakes from the...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 02:28:00 GMT

Love in that

It's onlya fifty minute drive in the trafficbringing presents and cuddlesbutthere's love in that.It's justlaughter of eyes above shared wordsthe steam of tea and crumbs from cakebutthere's love in it....
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jun 2009 06:20:00 GMT

Hit the track Jack

I am standing at Ower's Corner, gazing  through the memorial archway that marks the start of the Kokoda Track, here merely a thin strip of red clay where feet have worn the grass away.  It's been a sl...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 06:24:00 GMT

Hell yeah

No.Idon'tbelieveinhell.HowcouldalovingGodletHischildrensuffe rtormentjustbecausetheyhaverejectedallHisloveandHisdirection s,sinceHeastheCreatormustofcourseconformtomyideaofloveandwho Hischildrenare...   ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jun 2009 01:56:00 GMT

Bounce

Your fall was hardand heavy.I (myself)flinched at the impactof your dreams collidingwith unyeilding reality'sicy mass.I held my breathas you (collapsed)absorbed the shock,compressed,deflated.Then,gath...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jun 2009 01:48:00 GMT

Hello Papua New Guinea!

The constant whooshing noise changes and there is a sense of faltering as we begin the descent to Port Moresby, capital of Papua New Guinea. Suddenly I'm aware of the rediculous speed and my vulnerabi...
Posted by on Sun, 31 May 2009 02:31:00 GMT