Balls, Boys, Battlefields…….and Broken Bones

Bloody hell!  Talk about channeling the spirit of Nostradamus. If my blogs continue to predict the future I may have to divorce my husband and run off with John Edward!  As one of the Senior Colts pointed out on Saturday, as I was head down bum up mid immobilisation of a fractured tibia, “you’ve jinxed yourself!”. Thanks Sam…

Boys, Balls And Battlefields

When you live in a small town like Robe SA there’s only a certain amount of ‘stuff’ you can get involved with.  By ‘stuff’ I mean those things that you do outside of work and family like hobbies, interests or extracurricular activities (the G rated version thanks). The very nature of a small town isolated…

Am I doing this right?

Being new to the blogosphere (is that even a word?) I am tentative about not only my ability to blog but also about my ability to have something to blog about.  Must a blogger create witty, funny, clever, engaging posts all pushing the reader to a single goal or should they just allow their first thoughts…