Books are important

Things have conspired to keep me away from my little blog for the last few days.
Let’s start in mid-sentence…well, I have been off working out the logistics of the Christmas move. The christmas move, what Christmas move? The Christmas move that is happening right now and all in the name of not making any [...]

A forgotten book, an australian Journalist and Hemingway

It is always intriguing to find something hidden in a book. Any fragment can become a clue to a past life, past place and past owner.
This brings me to the business card of a Mr. Noel Monks which was found in a book left for the rubbish tip, on a skip in Richmond, Melbourne. [...]