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- THREE GENTLE STORIES IN THE AGE OF TRUMP
- THE STAGE - FINALLY I AM ON IT
- BROKEN
- THE ROAD
- THE WEIGHT OF THINGS
- RANDOM THOUGHTS AND ACHING BONES
- FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD
- Vale Tommie
- A BIG WALK - Step by Step
- IN DEFENCE OF NIMBIN
- SLEEPING WITH THE ANGELS
- THE LADY BUSHRANGER
- OUT OF THE SHIRE
- THE SOUND OF RAIN
- AND SO IT BEGINS - The Great Australian Crawl.
- NO MANS LAND
- THE FROG IN THE TOILET BOWL
- LEN BENCE - THE ARTIST WARRIOR
- SWAGMAN IN SEARCH OF A CONCEPT
- THE GERMAN ABORIGINAL
- NOT LONG NOW
- LOTS OF THINGS COMING
- DAD'S COMING
- THE BEING LEFT ALONE FEELING
- YES - I STOLE THE CHOCOLATE
- THE OLD COAT
- THE PARTY
- MEMORIES
- DOG WALKING IN A CEMETERY
- MY KENNEL IS GOING UNDER THE HAMMER!
- DAD'S BACK
- THE BIG CHILL
- THINGS HAPPEN THAT YOU DON'T KNOW WILL HAPPEN
- THE NEW KENNEL
- ALFRED STIEGLITZ - THE ELOQUENT EYE
- AN IDEA FOR DINGO DAY!
- THE GARDENS OF STONE
- DON'T RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT!
- MOTHER'S DAY
- TODAY
- THE NIGHT LINDA JAIVIN DROPPED ME
- Old Nana
- SIMPATICO
- Nuggets
- THE WUFFINGTON POST-2
- C-C-C-C-CHANGES
- THE WUFFINGTON POST-1
- MAKE MY DAY
- A NEW YEARS DAY LIKE ANY OTHER!
- RECIPES FROM OLD SOULS
- A DOG'S CHRISTMAS
- Well this is Christmas!
- MY NEW BOOK IS COMING!
- OLD MAN - OLD GRIEF
- GOD - WHAT A FORTNIGHT WE'VE HAD
- WILLIAM-JAMES HAS ARRIVED
- CAESAR'S ISLAND
- I HAVE LOST MY EAR-ECTION
- BUSTED IN BOULIA
- YEE HAA! ITS THE HARTS RANGE RACE DAY
- TRULY ... THERE WERE ANIMALS EVERYWHERE
- Old Man Hermann
- THERE IS AN ART TO BEGGING
- ROLL UP -- ROLL UP - ITS THE TRAVELING R&R SHOW
- MOLLY & ME
- EDITING A LIFE
- BUZZ ... BABBLE ... BUBBLE ... BURRA ... BACKHOUSE
- THE MAGIC KENNEL & ROAD TRAINS WITHOUT CATTLE
- I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START
- CREATIVE DRIVES - BEAUTIFUL VOICES - MISSIONARY PLAINS.
- WHAT A WEEK WE'VE HAD
- I'VE GOT A MAN CRUSH ON BEN HALL
- GOING GOING GOING ..... GONE
- I LOVE WRITING ABOUT SNIFFING & EATING
- THE DIVING BELL & THE BUTTERFLY
- ROADIES, GERMANS & A JAPANESE ADVENTURER
- THE MAD DASH
- MY NEW COAT
- DOES DAD THINK I'M STUPID?
- THE ITALIAN PENTHOUSE
- I AM POWERLESS OVER COWS
- ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
- COMING HOME
- BLOG ON BLOGGING - THREE MONTHS WRAP
- ROLLING OVER
- CONTACT & THE DINGO
- SAD BUT BEAUTIFUL
- VICTORY WITHOUT TRIUMPH IN HAY
- ALISON HUNT - SENIOR DESERT WOMAN
- I AM NOT ANGRY - JUST A LITTLE DISSAPOINTED
- HOLIDAY WITH THE CHOOKS
- EAGLE HAWK NECK
- MAX IN HAHNDORF
- WHAT ABOUT THE HANDSOME PEOPLE?
- DRUGS & RADISHES
- MY NAME is TOM AND I AM AN OVER EATER
- BOGGED AND STRANDED
- BUTT NAKED IN MORGAN
- ON THE ROAD AGAIN
- The CHEF, the ABORIGINALS, the BLOND & the BULL
- A SADHU OF THE OUTBACK
- CONDOMS & BIRD SEED
- TOMMIE, STEVE AND KIRA
- ADELAIDE AND BACK
- GUNNING READY OR NOT
- AN IDEA IS ANSWERED
- TOMMIE
THE MAGIC KENNEL & ROAD TRAINS WITHOUT CATTLE
TOMMIE
Coober Pedy
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My Dad is amazing. I don't know how he does it and I am kind of afraid to ask in case it breaks the spell. But for years now he makes the world around my kennel move. For some reason he calls my kennel his car but whatever it's called he does something with the kennel key and everything; people, houses, trees and sky, all start to move. He can even make them go this way and that, and make people we know appear in amazing places. I sit on the seat and watch. It is like TV but better. Yesterday I watched things go past for hours and I went into a kind of trance.
The best thing was the other day when he made a really big road train appear. One minute we are sitting in the kennel and he is steering the world to fly past in the front, and somehow a massive truck is there. Dad photographed it and I sniffed it. It was brilliant because all the cattle smells were still there even though they weren't. I really couldn't get enough of it.
Dad started talking to the driver and he was cooking some of the cattle into sausages. That's where they must have all gone. The driver was really nice. He said he'd been droving cattle out by Halls Creek before this job for about seven years. We both like cattle.
He offered some sausages to Dad but Dad didn't want to say he was a vegetarian for some reason. He took some for later which were really for me. But I'm not a vegetarian and I got up and sniffed where he was cooking the sausages and helped him choose some for me. He gave me lots of them. They had coriander and garlic in them as well. Dad wasn't happy because I'd already had breakfast.
It was great start to the day and after that I just sat in the kennel and watched as Dad made things appear and disappear for hours. Sometimes I lick my paw because I am a bit neurotic. Its always the same paw and I don't know why I do it.
You can see I have my old dog coat back. Its an R.M. Williams one and I look great. We found it in the lock up in Hermannsburg. When it is really cold I put the other one on as well.
We are in Burra in South Australia now. Dad is organizing a singing festival for next March. It will be great for me because I can meet everyone and we can sing together like I did with the Hermannsburg Ladies Choir a little while ago. I hope you join us. Dad has written about it this week - BUZZ ... BABBLE ... BUBBLE ... BURRA.. BACKHOUSE
woof woof
Tommie xx
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