Then I Fell In Love And Everything

I Did Not Know That History Is Like A Blood Stain That Keeps On Showing On The Wall No Matter How Many New Owners Take Possession, No Matter How Many Times We Pint Over It.

To Know You Will Be Lonely Is Not The Same As Being Lonely.

Our Prime Minister Could Embrace And Forgive The People Who Killed Our Beloved Sons And Fathers, And So He Should, But He Could Not, Would Not, Apologise To The Aboriginal People For 200 Years Of Murder And Abuse. The Battle Against The Turks, He Said In Gallipoli, Was Our History, Our Tradition. The War Against The Aboriginals, He Had Already Said At Home, Had Happened Long Ago. The Battle Had Made Us; The War That Won The Continent Was Best Forgotten

Then I Fell In Love And Everything Went To Hell.

And It's Always Possible That You Will Not Get A Nice Review. So - And That's Enraging Of Course, To Get A Bad Review, You Can't Talk Back, And It's Sort Of Shaming In A Way.