Tom Thumb
Now those of you that know of the story will understand it when I say, “Tom is the only bloke that I know that can put his big toe in his ear”. Impossible!! I know … I hear you. Well look, if you lost your thumb in a work accident,…
Category: Sam Baskerville
Buried Alive
I have already told you the one about going down the Stormwater Drain at Greenslopes. Well this is Mark 2 of that same story. Not that there was anyone named Mark being stupid enough to traverse that tunnel of death. No, the only people I ever remember being that stupid…
St.Johns Wood Redemption
Every weekend our family would take the monotonous and repetitive forty-minute ride home to The Gap from the Sunday night church service at Coopers. It was boring enough to put you to sleep – and that is what it mostly did. Mum was usually the first to doze off for…
Christmas 2004
You know on reflection, Christmas as a kid at our family home was as good as life gets! Not so much for the quality or quantity of festive gifts that we received, but so much more for the feeling that you belonged to something quite special – a family that…
Home-maid
The fundamentals of home economics ensured that homemade cooking was as much a necessity in our family home as it was a creative art. I remember well that special sound of mum’s Sunbeam mixmaster beating up yet another batch of her famous Anzac biscuits. As a kid I knew that…
Home “Alone” Beach Point Lookout
Us Baskervilles always knew it as 2nd Cylinder. See, in the 60s no one had bothered to give this beach its own name yet because it was mostly desolate and unvisited. It seemed as though we were the only family to ever made the effort to go there. I think…
Punch with Punch
Bancroft was much more in touch with the run of the world than my religious upbringing ever allowed me to be. This fact was none more obvious than in his understanding of all things alcoholic. I just simply recognized all those tempting drinks as the devils brew, whereas Bancroft amazingly,…
The Three Legged Swing
“I’m off to the Arnolds” and with that statement, one of the Baskerville brothers would disappear out the front door of our Gap home in Brisbane and head on down the hill. Well, it did not take long before three more Baskerville boys were also exiting the front door and…
Mother Knows Best
“If I told you once I’ve told you a thousand times!” – I reckon I must have heard that one-liner from my English mother, thousands of times. Some may call my statement an exaggeration. I would simply call it “like mother like son”. She reckons she told me a thousand…
“RMD”
Folks I have a confession to make. Well – I have it! I have “RMD.” That’s right guys, “Rhythmic Movement Disorder”. Its OK don’t panic – its not contagious, unless you want it to be of course. I’m not sure if it was the red or green cordial that caused…