My home
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It’s a baby possum!
Wookie was up at about 4am keen to go out! What’s going on, little guy? Then I heard it, scratching at the dog flap! This wasn’t a horrid cane toad. Maybe it was a turtle? We had one a few… Continue reading
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What’s next?
I don’t know what I’m doing with this blog now. It feels like I’m paying WordPress just to prevent ads from making it ugly. Since 2008 I’ve written quite a bit about people in music and film wherever I am.… Continue reading
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First dawn of 2025
Happy new year folks. Continue reading
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On the balcony
Sitting out with Wookie wondering if it will rain, when this noisy kookaburra lands, making a racket. They’re so big with these massive heads! He’s about half the size of Wookie! Pretty cool though. Chubby too. They live well out… Continue reading
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5AM
I can hear a cock crowing. I’m at my desk working out a simpler version of the organ parts in No Woman No Cry. Mike is asleep. So is Wookie, in his fluffy cubby hole under my feet. Want to… Continue reading
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Nita’s borlotti beans
My cousin Nita is Italian and grows borlotti beans in her garden. She gave me some to plant, and I recently cooked some for the first time. I love when a new shoot appears from the ground, it’s like: Yes!… Continue reading
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Mum’s Chinese rice bowl
I was in the kitchen about to have some yoghurt, when out of the blue I thought about my late mum. I went into our “dungeon”, the space underneath our home, and found a box with sets of her Chinese… Continue reading
Joanna Funk 