JAILBREAK

    On a Sunday morning sometime in the mid 1970’s, I would have been roughly five or six, there was a ‘knock’ at our front door. A highly irregular occurrence, as no one used our front door, the back door being the unofficial entry. Secondly, and more importantly, the driveway out to our farm…

Vampires vanquished!

☠ There Be Monsters Here ☠ ♣ Vampires vanquished ♦ Demon’s demolished ♠ Fiends followed ♥ Witches wasted ☠ Alliteration abused 💣 Monsters manhandled ⚓ Ghosts garotted 🐈 Spirits splattered 🐍 Maiden’s mrescued ! ‘There Be Monsters Here’, we’re dodgy but good! Click the picture at the top and stuff! Even the devil needs a little…

Sung To Death.

  Fear encapsulated him, stone cold and sweat inducing. He felt it in his gut, his heart hammered in his chest, his eyesight blurred, he felt nauseous, his breathing was too fast, and he could control none of it. He knew running was futile, hiding even more so, they would take years to complete the…

Half a bag of maron, and a monster up the paddock.

This yarn was told to me the other day. Read on.   At the end of the day, his Uncle was a right bastard, which is why NFC (May 1973) and his mate JJH (April 1977) were both waist deep in his house dam, dragging a medium-sized prawn net between them. The dam was that…

Carnage & Happy Easter!

  It still amazes me that the sheer horror of Jesus and the resurrection is seemingly overlooked. Yes, it is celebrated, but the absolute blood laden carnage of the event still blows me away, seemingly forgotten. Essentially, Jesus was a Jewish religious and political dissident, betrayed by a suicidal friend, cast out by his people,…

Easter, my daughter ‘nailed’ it.

  One night when my daughter Bella was 5 or 6, now nearly 15, and I was putting her to bed, she asked me about Jesus, just in time for Easter incidentally. After establishing that he came back after three days post crucifixion, she wanted to know a couple of things about him. All I can…

The Old York Hospital – 1980 Haunting Encounter

  This is a slightly different blog post this evening; instead of my ramblings, click the video link below, and get a better idea of what ‘The Old York Hospital’ haunted stories are all about. Incidentally, the old hospital is no longer open to the public, and has been boarded up and fenced off. The…

New Norcia – Bill & Dot

  Headline – ‘Late Night Intruder’ Bill, 86 years of age, resident of Calingiri – New Norcia Road, New Norcia, Western Australia, 6509, was rudely awakened in the early hours of Sunday morning, the 6th of March. Upon waking to “a bloody odd sound, let me tell you!” Bill exited the rear of his house, one of his Great Grandson’s…

SBS – Sunday bloody Sunday

Yarrr! It’s Sunday, this afternoon, and totally unplanned, I will be down at the Moora Club, Gardiner St., Moora, from 4:30 with pen, pad, and dictaphone. So, if you’ve got a story, come down, I’ll buy you a beer, and you can bend my ear. To find me, ask the good looking bar staff where…

The Ghost of Slaughter Road, Moora, 6510.

Coincidence is not something I believe in, even slightly. Yet, there always has to be an exception to the rule that mucks up the perfect little world we all ensconce ourselves within, and that happened today to me. Lined up and waiting to order a coffee this morning, lets say at about 0930, I had…

House Tales – How to write

    Is that a jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag, or are you just happy to see me? Occasionally, mostly in conversation, people ask me how do I actually write a story? Well, the conundrum I generally find myself in is that answering “it generally starts with cider, and it’s all downhill…

Hell risen

My name is irrelevant, yet I am 40 something years ancient.   War broke me fifteen years ago, and now I am incapable of working.   The people at the end of my street are fighting again. There are at least twenty of them. On reflection there are more likely twenty five men and women yelling and screaming; a stubby has…

Satirical Update.

    Hey there everyone!   Ok, the social media gremlins have lead me to create a separate FB page, www.facebook.com/tbmonstershere/. The old one is inaccessible, worse, if you had followed my old page, please forward this message to everyone, as I am unable to access my friends list from the old one, and I am…

SHIRE OF VICTORIA PLAINS – Perdition & Retribution: Episode 3

  Webley’s.   Webley’s, a large, old style two storey pub, sporting balconies and veranda’s, and located at the rear of a building on the southern side of St. Georges Terrace, Perth, was packed to the rafters. Ex-serviceman doing the filling due it being that day of days, the 25th of April, ANZAC Day. It was…

The letter to my daughter’s

  Ok, this post has absolutely nothing to do with the theme of this blog. I wrote this letter to my teenage daughter’s a year or so ago; after speaking to one of them last night on the phone, she said that it was good advice, and that maybe people in Moora could possibly benefit…

SHIRE OF VICTORIA PLAINS – Perdition & Retribution

  ♠ Any “Lock In” is good; it is 2001. The ‘Lock In’ that was happening in the South Perth corner pub was no ordinary exception, specifically as no one could remember the last time the pub had actually had one. The bar and kitchen staff, plus the six hangeroners, were in what once had been…

CURSE OF THE MOORA FATHER

  Today, this day, Saturn’s Day lending its etymological origin to the first day revelled in when week’s end is finally reached, and, whilst inhaling the veritable culinary high noon  repast placed before me by the spectacular vision of femininity that is both the better half of my marital relationship, and the mother to my wee…