Juggling: “You’re improving”

The patch of green I juggle on is at the top of a t-junction on a relatively narrow and busy street. So, I am seen. It may be me being a narcissist (but an actual narcissist - as opposed to someone struggling with neurotic self-obsession - would not like to be seen failing so often:... Continue Reading →

Juggling: Against the Wind….

A few years ago, in a quarantine hotel in Adelaide, I "mastered" the basics of three ball juggling. It took me longer than it might have, if I had thought things through, been more methodical (story of my life) and had a tutor. Ho hum. At various points since I've gone through bursts of enthusiasm... Continue Reading →

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