The Life and Times of Peter Green
updated 26 October 2025
 PG and Ned Kelly . Glenrowan 2025. |
October 6thI see major construction is now completed on all five Metro stations. It opens in December, they are really such magnificent spaces. I may have to get the train more when in the city. Vic Labor building things, Vic Liberals offer nothing but infighting & suing each other.We do a bit of burning today, not massive piles but it clears the rubbish that we can't use in fires or put back into the ground. I log in our burn, which was easy to do. Takes about 30 seconds which means we won't get a fine. It's nice being around the fire, I contemplate wrapping some spuds in foil and baking them in the ashes. October 7thIt's annoying that Australia gets the Fantastic Four on blu-ray pretty much after everywhere else in the world. I loved the FF comics as kid and enjoyed pretty much all of the movies. Good to see this one did well, it's up to $550 million US so far.I tune into Radio Eastern while driving to the charity this morning. An older lady is the DJ with a bit of a croaky voice and she plays Bowie's "Starman" and the world suddenly feels good again. She is my hero DJ……. I am a DJ, I am what I play. My Sister has been doing all those bits and pieces after my Uncles death, notifying all the government areas like Medicare etc. My sister is amazing. It all feels very strange still, I keep an eye on Mum. She's lost both brothers now. October 8thMarkys Youtube Wednesday today and it's Crowded House from the Prahran Club. An intimate setting and the band were having a lot of fun, and the audience even more. EMI covered the bar and there certainly would have been a hell of a lot of hangovers next day. So here is SISTER MADLY from the Prahran Club. May 29th 1991. Welcoming new band member Tim Finn to the line up.October 9thIt looks like the funeral will be in a weeks time. Apparently double the amount of people have passed away at Wollongong over the past week. So everything is booked out. Our family has always used the same Funeral Home. They look after us. They certainly charge enough. Yikes.October 10thI spend part of the day clearing the steps and finally find the build date for our house craved into the top step. 1927. So it is getting close to 100 years old. I show Mark and take a photo as a century later it is fading or wearing thin.Great that the Nobel Peace Prize went to Maria Corina Machado -her exceptional efforts for democracy in Venezuela. Sucks to be Trump. I pop up a photo on my Facebook page taken at the Toorak Flat. I'm wearing my Boomtown Rats tour t-shirt. The band played The Palais Theatre on 28/29th May 1980. Both excellent gigs, I was in the orchestra pit with my camera taking snaps. Before I took the photo I snipped my hair off, very short, almost a sharpie hairdo. My pants are way too tight and I am packing a nice lunch. LOL. October 11thSad news that actress Diane Keaton dies. She was 79. All day people just tell me their favourite Diane K movie.We take a few more archival photos this afternoon. Just for various social media pages and for our photo archive. October 12thMark tells me that the power was off for 7 hours last night. I must of slept through it, not sure why it went off at Kalorama, probably a tree down.I'm sipping coffee at the bakery and chatting to Brian who is a newbie up here, nice guy. I like the locals up here, no bullshit kinda people. Chat to Bongo, he's still so sick, back in hospital, it saddens me beyond belief. I get rather teary after the call. Strangely enough I wrap 5 Christmas presents that I will take home in the car , less to post but the odd reality that Christmas is indeed coming fast. October 13thI sit and watch a flock of Corella birds that now seem to live near the bakery, we usually don't get those ones up here. They are loving the grass seeds. Small cockatoos basically with pale bills.I pay for roadside assistance for a year. I figure the $800 I will save by driving home, a bit of it can be used on this. It's not much but gives me some peace of mind, just in case my car does break down in some god forsaken place. The weather has turned, rather miserable and grey. I'm a bit of a sad bugger at the moment, I will be glad when the funeral is over. The weather is reflecting my mood. October 14thRadio Eastern is playing again this morning. Peter Sarstedt's "Where do you go to my lovely" comes on..I sing in the same accent "You talk like Matlene Dietrich, and you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire…" such great lyrics.Charity today and I try desperately to restock my Halloween area. It's all selling , and only 2 of the Halloween Art suitcases left. The charity certainly is doing well from all of this. I do get a lot done, as I know it will be a week at least till I am back in. I work back an extra hour and leave satisfied. If you want one of these cool art work suitcases go to the Salvo's Charity at Kilsyth, they are in the Book Nook area with the Halloween items. October 15thI take Mark to the supermarket so he has groceries when I am away, I fill up the car with petrol. Pack my bags and get everything ready. Think I will leave fairly early tomorrow and get a jump ahead of the work traffic.Marks Youtube Wednesday is rather cool today. It wasn't played a lot - Crowded House's NOT THE GIRL YOU THINK YOU ARE which was one of the new tracks on Recurring Dream. This live version is pretty good, it's from the Entertainment Centre in Brisbane on November 11th 2007. I'll let you in on a secret, the song is about me. OK I am lying. Well I think I am. October 16thNot a lot of sleep so I climb out of bed and give Mark and Midnight a cuddle. I feel so sad leaving them. I head out the gate at 7.00 am but drive down to the bakery and grab a take away coffee for the car.I have a mini meltdown near Mt Evelyn as my MAPS software on the phone refuses to work. I breathe, and mess with it and work out the problem. We have lift off Major Tom. I head along the B300 which cuts across to the Hume Highway. Alls well the car is running perfectly. I need break so I call into Ned Kelly country, off the highway and enter Glenrowan. The giant Ned Kelly statue greets me. I buy MIM a Ned Snowglobe and a tea towel for Sis. The snow globe has a tiny few specks of real gold in it. This town would have died like so many when the highway bypassed it if it wasn't for Ned Kelly. I take a photo of a couple in front of the statue, they are up from Canberra. I hear them say ‘what nice young man' and I chuckle…YOUNG? How good are they. YOUNG- gosh my skincare products must be working. I check my music area and sad to see that ACE from KISS has died, in New Jersey. Aged 74. Brain bleed when he fell in his studio in September, he's been on life support for awhile. Back on the road and I am getting shocked seeing so much road kill. I turn off near Moss Vale and head down Macquarie Pass. They are rebuilding the side area so no security fencing, if you went off the edge you would be done for. I arrive home at 5.30. Mums so happy to see me but I see the sadness in her face over my Uncles passing. October 17thI wake up early, Mums house is so bright in the morning. It always feels later than it really is. I have a shower and head to my sisters and drive my niece to school which is a real joy for me. She's so cute, her Uncle gets a peck on the cheek when she hops out of the car. We love our MIM.I visit my cousin David who is in hospital too, he went in for one thing and now weird stuff like not being able to move his arm. The nurses is having problems finding a vein for the drip. I stay for an hour. Next on my list I drop my Uncles Rugby Union statue award into the funeral home. Another family has a funeral on and I am picking up the sadness, it's all rather horrible. I decide I need a swim so head to the rock pool at North beach. The World Triathlon is on but I manage a park. One security guys opens the fence and lets me cross the road. I'm at agate beach in the sun after a swim in the big natural rock pool. Some small reef fish in the pool today, I wonder if they will ever escape or become giant fish and attack the swimmers. The sun is so nice, all the funeral stuff just evaporates for a short time. I head home to make Mum some lunch and a power crazy little prick of a security guard refuses me to go via the open fence. He tells me the police will arrest me and I laugh in his face. Which makes him go the shade of a beetroot. Some lovely old woman calls him a dickhead which makes me laugh. I walk along near her and we both arrive at the end of the street, she tells me she is 92. The Police guy at the lights tells us we have to walk all the way up the hill and around to cross, despite the fence having an unclipped area. I shake my head in disgust that this old lady has to hike all the way up the hill because fences are up over some fucking sports event. So I walk with her, and it's quite warm, but she's a tough lady and she makes it. As she walks near the police man she tells him he should be ashamed. I tell him I hope he has grandmother and she has to do this. I seriously consider taking his name but it's not worth the effort I need to get home and make the lunch for my ancient Mum. October 18thI didn't get much sleep, so awake and go to Kreama and Co for one of Colts nice coffees. She passes on her condolences which is nice.Home and into my suit, Mum is ready and soon after Sis, her husband and Mim arrive. Maddie looks so stunning, she is growing up. The funeral is at 10.00. Despite the sadness it's nice to catch up with some relatives. It's not a long funeral, and thankfully not a wanky funeral. My Uncle was a man who loved his family and the basic things in life. My sister did well organising this and lots of tears from people. We support Mum as she puts her rose on the coffin and says her goodbyes. It's over, we head home and we all seem to be in some sort of mind fog, which I guess is normal around such things. I have an early start home tomorrow but just want to make sure Mum is ok. John Denvers Country Road, Take Me Home is still playing in my head from the funeral. I need to get home to Mark and Midnight. Tomorrow a long drive. October 19thAgain I can't sleep, so up at 4.45 am and hit the road at 5.00. Mum stays in bed but we say our goodbyes. She's been so brave, she's now lost her 2 brothers, I need to allow for that when she seems a bit sad or angry.I decide to head back via Picton to the Hume Highway. I'm driving so carefully , at this time of day a lot of kangaroos about and a lot of fresh road kill. The Hume Highway is relentless it seems to go on and on and on. I try to make Buster sing a duet with me but it fails. As I drive over the border I call into a rest area that I visit each time. It has little hike track in a forest of gum trees so after having some food I go for a little hike to stretch my legs and I deep breathe in the gum tree air. I'm refreshed and up for another bout of time on the road. I turn off again onto the B300. The Victorian state government has been doing some road work as a lot less potholes which is great. I call Mark from a petrol stop and tell him I am one hour away. I am home at 2.45. I am in the kitchen and a lovely vase of wildflowers for me from Mark and Midnight. He's just putting homemade sausage rolls in the oven. His long arms encase me. It is so nice to be home and how great was the Black Beauty car again. The petrol up cost me $63.60 and coming back $67.10. Not bad for 1642 kms of driving. I am going to need a bit of time around mourning and getting my head back into the real world. Annoyingly The Messaging Company have done something to my email RECEIVING so no emails are arriving in my IN box. I can still send. I contact them but at the time of writing they still have not been in contact. I guess it gives me some email relief from the world. So don't panic if you can't email me for the moment. Thanks everyone for the condolences and nice words too. Love PG |
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