The pub's been drinking

The more I looked at this blip and worked on it the more fascinated I became with assisting the illusion that the wall is freestanding.

I walked a distance this early evening and the sacrificed blips from today are a heap. I see a theme emergent and I am increasingly economic in what I am choosing to blip, more discerning, imaginative...

The late and very great Slim Dusty, David Gordon Kirkpatrick AO (Order of Australia) and MBE (Member of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire) is best known for a zany pub song "The Pub With No Beer".

However, Slim's truly great ballad (on a pertinent note as it is raining all the time here) everybody in my view needs to know if they are interested in the literature of culture, 'When the Rain Tumbles Down in July'. He wrote and recorded it when he was a teenager; it is dated 1945.

It ought to have been on every school syllabus when I was in school in the 50s and 60s and at University... and it needs to be there today.

The words of the first verse are as follows:
Let me wander north to the homestead,
Way out, further on there to roam,
By a gully in flood let me linger
When the summery sunshine has flown,
Where the logs tangle up on the creek-bed
And the clouds veil the old northern sky
And the cattle move back from the lowlands,
When the rain tumbles down in July.

there is a link to the song below and you might like to read the entire ballad here. You won't be disappointed

link: listen here if you like to a lovely version sung by Slim in his later years