White Wine in The Sun (Tim Minchin)

So I cried today but in the best way you can:



It's so very beautiful and there is a truth to it that kicks you right in the chest.

x

Triangles.

Tea

Dear Melbourne,

When I said I would get better at writing letters I was being optimistic - I have four aerograms sitting on my desk, with names on the front and they aren't written and aren't even addressed!

There has been much business and much tea.

(My big, fat red mug from the supermarket)

But I do think of you often. Everyday in fact - not in that awful homesick pit that you sometimes end up on but the little lovely things that get taken for granted. Some top thoughts about you Melbourne on a daily basis and why I love you so:

1. Trams.
2. Good cafes everywhere.
3. Tap water quality.
4. My favourite bookshop.
5. People knowing who Crowded House; Paul Kelly and the Wiggles are.
6. Being close to the beach.
7. The people I know.

That's seven to go with for now, but there are of course many more.

I will write. I promise. If only because number 7 deserves to be number 1!

Love T.

Fireworks.

when i was small we walked up the hill to the university
it was cold and the damp got into our gloves

while there was colour in our cheeks and in torchlight
the darkness surrounded and leaked onto our path

the hedges lined the steady climb of other people
wellies and hats; coats buttoned up high with white grins
of anticpation -  a town in the mood for a show

you had seen it before, thought it was time enough
i was perhaps five after all and needed to see -

- oooooooooh aaaaaaaaah -
                            - oooooooooh aaaaaaaaah -

but i needed to be - a little ball curled around your boots
where my ears had fallen off into the smoky grass

so we backed down to the houses from shots in the sky
the distant bangs echoing into our steaming kitchen

Eventually moving to a country where such things
are illegal.