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Humpty dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again

This little ditty has been dissected and analyzed by hundreds of literary scholars and nursery rhyme enthusiasts, but I’m just using it here to describe how ghastly this week has been in so many ways – not just for me but for Ming and Anthony too. The good thing is that I have found a way of putting Humpty dumpty together again and he will be sitting back up on his wall again tomorrow with a big smile.

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Rooster rage 2

Hurray. Tina Turner is now scared of me!!! Look at him trying to hide here in a little corner. What a coward. I didn’t even need to point the hose at him today. I win.

Interestingly, the other roosters are now refusing to let him bully them any longer too!

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Rooster rage 1

Take a good look at this gorgeous rooster (named Tina Turner for obvious reasons) because you may not see him again.

Why? Well, quite simply, I have fallen out of love with him.

Why? Because he attacked my left leg the other day (the same leg attached to the twisted ankle) with such ferocity that he drew blood in five areas above and below my knee.

Ming had a friend visiting and, as I limped back to the house, I showed this friend my blood-stained jeans and he was very sympathetic (not).

Okay, so for the next few days these puncture wounds got bigger and infected and I could hardly walk and I had to get antibiotics. The worse it got, the more determined I became to outwit my foe.

Keep tuned for the next enthralling episode.

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It’s such an honour!

On my third trip into town today (on my son’s behalf) this was our conversation:

Ming: You must feel really honoured to know me.

Me: WHAT did you say? [I was negotiating a difficult bit of road work, having forgotten my moonglasses]

Ming: Well you’ve known me since you had me, so you’ve seen me from the beginning.

Me: Your delusions of grandeur are really starting to irritate me, Ming.

Ming: No, Mum, all I mean is that you’ve known me from beginning to end.

Me: When is the end though?

Anyway, the conversation got a bit philosophical/hysterical after that. Nevertheless, I dropped the brat off for a concert and on my third trip home I thought of how Anthony waved to us today after our visit.

Me: Why are you giving me a wave like the Queen does?

Anthony: Because, my darling, I am royal.

Is arrogance genetic?

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Floundering

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Sigh

Bubble: I miss the emus.

Seli: So do I.

Woodroffe: So do I.

Angelina: So do I.

King: So do I.

Okami: So do I.

Pearly: So do I.

Malay: So do I.

Phoenix 1: So do I.

Ming: Well I DON’T!

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Greener pastures

Yesterday I made a snap decision and gave the emus away to neighbours who run a farmstay up in the hills north of here – not very far away. The Emerys will now be able to run around more freely instead of being penned in and taken for ‘walks’. I am going to miss them so much!

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Rabbits rabbits rabbits!

As mentioned before, we have a bit of a rabbit plague. In rural areas like ours, rabbits are regarded as a pest because they destroy crops. So far, our zillion seem to be content to co-habit with the birds, dig little holes everywhere and look cute. They are also quite good lawnmowers, so I have decided on a truce; after all we have a bit in common.

Rabbits are not natural to Australia, but neither are white people.

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Duck dynamics 2

Zaruma: Julie, I spoke to Tapper and she was quite defensive and just said she felt so sorry for Daffy after he lost Dotty. Apparently, Daffy thought Dotty was just laying eggs somewhere but it’s been too long now, so he has accepted that the fox got her, but he is grief-stricken.

Me: I know, Zaruma, and it is great to see that you’ve developed a bit of empathy.

Zaruma: I just miss those frolicking, rollicking days before Tapper changed. I concede that I feel sorry for Daffy – yes – but I do have a solution if you are willing to listen, Julie.

Me: Okay, I’m listening.

Zaruma: Just cook Daffy for dinner.

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Duck dynamics 1

Me: What’s wrong, Zaruma? Why are you hiding?

Zaruma: I’m not hiding, Julie, I just need to be alone for awhile to think things through.

Me: Well come out and socialize soon please. I don’t like to see you like this.

Zaruma: I’m a bit sad – very sad actually – about Tapper. I thought she was my girlfriend but now she seems to like Daffy. I didn’t know she was a fence-sitter when we first met.

Me: I didn’t either, Zaruma, but according to my research, monogamy is not a requirement in duckdom.

Zaruma: But how can she compare my handsomeness to that daffy Daffy’s? I would really appreciate your honest opinion here, Julie.

Me: Okay, Zaruma, it’s quite possibly due to your lack of hygiene. Clean yourself up and go and have a talk to Tapper, then come back and we’ll discuss it further, okay?

Zaruma: Thanks, Julie. I’ll meet you at the back veranda door at 5pm. I am just warning you that I might have to bite Daffy in the meantime.

Me: You do what you have to do, Zaruma – you were my first duck, so I fully support whatever you think is best.

Zaruma: I’m a drake, Julie, not a duck.

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