The worst part of being curious about the world around us is wishing you weren’t so nosey. Take ‘world leaders,’ for instance. Trump and Putin come to mind immediately, but let’s not be too exclusive. Erdogan, Netanyahu, Duterte and Kim Jong-Un are screaming to be let in to the upper echelons of the international Mongrel Mob. And there are countless other certifiable leaders begging to be awarded their patches.
One of the advantages of skirting sixty is arriving at a vast fashion plateau, where peer pressures recede into the misty distance of the 1950s, when our mothers dreaded a hole in our socks.
What a relief it is to window shop today and see tortured blue jeans with unmatched patches, or with gaping holes without patches, and jackets turned inside out with threads hanging off artfully fraying seams! What a joy, to go home and rip apart an old coat taking the scissors to its sleeves, tearing out the shoulder pads and pinning a 1950s rhinestone brooch on its sagging lapel above our heart.
To the New World… Only two dogs are known to have sailed from England in the Mayflower with the Pilgrim Fathers to North America. A detailed account of the journey published in 1622, Mourt’s Relation, by Edward Winslow and William Bradford stated: ‘John Goodwin and Peter Brown having a great Mastiff bitch with them and a little Spaniel.’ Apart from the mastiff and the spaniel, no other dog appears in the account of the emigrants.
The finding of a body of a handsome young man lying in a remote spot beside the Clutha River began the story of Lonely Graves. In 1865 a miner called William Rigney came across the body near Horseshoe Bend Diggings. The dead man’s dog stood guard but no one knew the young man, nor could they discover his name.