Author Archive: Peter Jakobsen
The Invitation
“Mors aurem vellens ‘vivite’ ait, ‘venio.’” (Virgil) — Looking back at it, the cause was indeterminate. Carol believed that she knew the people. Paula knew the place. Nestled in the crook of worn-down mountains, its gimlet, art-deco eyes glowed in the mid-winter murk, warm. and austere. Fog having delayed flight, delay having undermined their arrangements, the sun was already weak and remote when they set off from the airport. “It must be the sponsors who put-up the spa weekender for the lottery.” “So they punish us now? After all this time?” Dead tones from the dashboard guide the two businesswomen over…
Continue Reading →Learn to Win
Glenelg v Woodville-West Torrens Eagles, Glenelg Oval, 6 May 2016 After humiliating themselves with three appalling quarters last week, and fighting back grimly in the last to win some respect, the team displayed the right attitude in taking on a solid outfit of opponents and held a slight advantage during much of the game. But a mere 4 day break took its toll and the Bays wilted in the last term, enervated as they were by some umpiring decisions that seemed even more bizarre than usual. Konrad Lorenz ought to have done some studies of the effect of hierarchical status on the…
Continue Reading →Angel of the Morning
Songs in Our Heart # 6 Angel of the Morning (Juice Newton version) (Written by Chip Taylor; released February 1981) [“Just Call Me the Queen of Schmaltz!” Love it.]
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Songs in Our Heart # 5 Amoureuse (Kiki Dee) (Written by Veronique Sanson and Gary Osborne; released August 1973) [“Strands of light upon a bedroom floor…”]*
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Prospects not good...
Prospect Oval, 1 May 2016 How wrong can your correspondent be? About a week ago, he wrote: “The team is good enough and things will fall into place soon.” In what should have been a close game, the Roosters got out of the blocks fast, soon led, and by mid-game it was 9 goals to 2. We apologise for the poor quality of our photo of the scoreboard (see below) – our hands were shaking with fear, loathing, rage and despair. I don’t know who has the task of apologising for the performances of the Tigers. The team was (it must be reported…
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