The Old Tin Shed

Hi all; Well I am home have been for a couple of days, the new dog is settling in well.  The trip we took to get her will go down as one of my best road trips ever.  You see when I look out a car windows, I see things differently.  I see the light the shadow, the color and more importantly the beauty of what is passing  me by.  I think all to often we get stuck in a rut, we see the same things every day.  Or worse still we don't see the things around us we become immune.  I am sure Mr Bartlem from flimsy cups would agree its one of the great things about making your living on the road.  The sheer variety of environments which you interact with, from plains to hills from straight road to the windy stuff, from big towns and cities to places with a road sign only.  I am often moved to tears about the beauty I see on the road.  Watching the sun come up over the plains was amazing.  The light dancing off the ranges in the distanc...

Every now and again, a song comes along that changes the very way you think.  The way you see your world, or even more importantly made you feel something you hadn't before.  In my life I am happy to say there has been many of these songs.  I often relate a place and a time in my life to the discovery of that song. An example of this, though not a song is Fanfare for the Common Man.  To me it goes back to when I was a very small child, when it was the opening music for the ABC news in country Victoria.  I would get excited because it meant that dad was back from milking for the day.  As I grew older my music tastes changed from top 40 to stuff that was far darker.  By my early teens I was heavily into heavy metal music (the devils music according to some).  I look back at this period of my life, and I was searching.  Searching for what I don't know, maybe the real me, the one who wasn't the show child for my parents. The first heavy metal...