Lunch at Dee Why

(Napkin scribblings today while waiting for colleague) Smell of salt heavy. Pale green (jade) sea glimpsed through foaming white. Hissing sand the hearth to scissoring swells, Paddling gulls anxious about the foam. Writing on soft tissue napkin. Gentle chatter of blue rinse set under a grey sky and wave chopped horison backdrop. Norfolk pine fronds…

1421 (to be repeated?)

The style is a little didactic but the account (1421) by a former British naval officer (didactic therefore explained) of his search for evidence that the Chinese bounced around the globe in their massive ships and fleets in the early fifteenth century is surprisingly compelling. His proposition seems to have survived wide peer review which…

A Drug Arm Storm

The rain shimmered off the road and leapt under the street lights but was completely outshone by the viscous lightening and cracking and thundering percussion which attended it, all right overhead. The end of a warm, humid day but it did make us wonder if we would find anyone out on the streets tonight.

Afghanistan Prophecy

In the late eighties I would occasionally wander down the end of the hall to the afternoon intelligence briefings. They were different to the ones we attended in the morning. The generals attended the early sessions and we briefed them on the issues they wanted to hear. (And it did not hurt for young “thrusters”…