• About Me

    Don't let the photo fool you.
    I'm a serious kind of fellow.

    I was born in the middle of last century. There was a tragic mix-up at the hospital. Another baby boy, born at the same time as me, went home with my true parents, who were wealthy graziers with several thousands of acres located in the high country of southern NSW. I was sent home with a woman who was destined to become a single parent, and who suffered from undiagnosed clinical depression. She went on to become a struggling carer in a totally dysfunctional family.

    To compensate for this setback I was later destined to meet and marry an extraordinary woman. Together we established the beginning of a fabulous extended family, which now comprises a son and a daughter, two children-in-law and four superb grandchildren.

    I consider my part in this venture to be the single greatest accomplishment of my life.

    The only other success of which I might boast, is the survival of four and a half decades as a would be educator, labouring within the NSW school system.

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Q.: WHEN IS A RANT, NOT A RANT? A.: WHEN IT’S AN EXPLANATION.

January 20, 2019

During the publication of “Fools of The Trade”, I needed to call a temporary halt to the production of Rants. I have another one, Rant 14 – Human Nature, in progress currently, but it’s publication may be delayed by my need to write a follow-up essay to “Fools”, covering the post-resignation period of my disjointed and chequered teaching career.

There will be some significant revelations contained within that document, and they may well be positive in nature.

At the same time, I’ve regathered the thread of a second book, “I’m Not Famous”, an autobiography of an unknown, which I began several years ago. If, like me, you experience insomnia, reading this work as it is published, may prove beneficial.

If there are actually any masochists out there who have been reading my ramblings, please feel free to make a comment. It won’t stop me from writing, but at least I’ll know that I’m not talking to myself.

Cheers,

Julian

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  • About Me

    Don't let the photo fool you.
    I'm a serious kind of fellow.

    I was born in the middle of last century. There was a tragic mix-up at the hospital. Another baby boy, born at the same time as me, went home with my true parents, who were wealthy graziers with several thousands of acres located in the high country of southern NSW. I was sent home with a woman who was destined to become a single parent, and who suffered from undiagnosed clinical depression. She went on to become a struggling carer in a totally dysfunctional family.

    To compensate for this setback I was later destined to meet and marry an extraordinary woman. Together we established the beginning of a fabulous extended family, which now comprises a son and a daughter, two children-in-law and four superb grandchildren.

    I consider my part in this venture to be the single greatest accomplishment of my life.

    The only other success of which I might boast, is the survival of four and a half decades as a would be educator, labouring within the NSW school system.

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