Welcome to my blog. Yes that is me, Laurie the young soldier dressed in his tank suit staring at you. The picture was taken 44 years ago in my barrack room at Holsworthy. I am presently writing, ‘You’re in the Army now’ a collection of stories from my life in the Australian army between 1969-1975. It is pretty easy to get around the blog. Over to your right you will find a drop down menu which says, select category, some people miss it. The links there will take you to my Writer’s Room photos and a selection of stories on my time in the Australian Army, Queensland Prison Service and Police. All of the photos have been taken by yours truly, most of them with my new toy, a Canon Eos 600. I am a relative beginner and hope to improve as I go along. There are no shortages of subjects to photograph, clockwise from top left: The beach at Hastings Point, NSW, a lovely pansy, Jacaranda tree in Ipswich, Qld. Yours truly, a truck at Flagstone Creek, Qld. A small family of camels at Hidden Vale, Qld. Barnacles on the move at Skennars Beach, NSW. Grandchildren in reflection, Shelley’s Beach, NSW and the centre piece was taken at Skennars Beach. For those who are making a return visit yes, I have changed the picture. For a better view of the picture, right click on it and open in a new tab.
There are links on the right to my first two novels in the Death series. #3, River of Death will be available on Amazon in the near future. Due to some health issues its release has been put back. Book #4 has finished its first draft, #5 and a stand alone novel are in progress. I make no apologies for what I write, they are down to earth, gritty adult crime thrillers set in Australia. Nor do I pull any punches with my poetry, I can get sweet but according to my wife not often enough. These poems spring up from within where they have been hiding in some primal, emotional soup and quite often take me by surprise. Do not despair there are some humorous ones. I have updated my about.me page and also added a slideshow on the sidebar. It’s called Peepshow and no, there aren’t any naughty French maids to be seen.
Seeing that you have taken all this trouble to get here, why don’t you sit back, grab a cuppa and take the tour. I can almost guarantee that at some stage you will, laugh, cry, maybe even get a little cranky, and then wonder just who is this Laurie bloke. Seeing that you have come this far why don’t you leave a comment or even a like, that way I can see where my visitors come from. I answer all comments and drop in and see who liked me. Remember, strangers are friends who we haven’t met yet.