Hello Hello. Although I’m tempted to use this blog as a shrine to Cat (my Ducati 848) I have decided it might not be healthy to let a motor and two wheels dominate my thoughts. well that’s what I think Doc Phil would say anyway.My first post isn't going to be about what I did today, nor how the current climate conditions in Melbourne are affecting my life routine. There will be no photos of Autumn tree leaves that have drifted onto the footpath, and I don’t have any kids that I know of to take photos of, so what will he dribble on about I hear you thinking, hmmm good question



........................5 minutes of starring at the nightly news like a zombie..............




I had a meeting at the newly renovated (not complete) Westfield Doncaster this morning. As my appointment didn't show up I took some time to wander the maze of new outlets in search of a wake me up coffee. The first new glitzy architecturally designed shop I came across was nice, overdone but still nice, then the next and another and another. All the shops had a common theme, it wasn’t the large shiny glass windows and panel walls, nor the rich colored timbers, stainless and aluminum used in the fit outs. The common theme was the uninteresting overpriced clothes, shoes shampoo candles and anything else that has been programmed into our minds that we need. The world is on a path to a not so good place me think. Things that matter like friends, family being kind to fellow humans, no longer priority. Working, having nice and lots of possessions more work bla bla Farken bla





....................................................................20 minutes of watching neighbors................






hehe now thats cute. Don’t ask me what I was going on about in the above, just sick of Melbourne me think, would like a tree house in a forest somewhere to live. Need a twisty road through forrest as well so I can ride Cat. OH and I found that wake up coffee as well, it was gooood. XX