Australian Open Tennis Highlights

In the glory days of greenYgrey I would have joked without explanation: ‘there was only one winner at the Australian Open… (with I think the expected answer tennis, but my in-joke): gYgPOP (greenYgrey PinkyOrangePurple).

Daring to Wordplay Self-Parody

But these are different times (I think they really are, but dare to still use parody/satire to gYgPOP in-joke): POP ones.

Thanks to the Beeb for their finals highlights, with some great tennis… and these gYgPOP highlights from Melbourne, where Grey of course solo travelled (immortalised in the Werewolf of Oz book) when separated from Greeny, before the Y grew in the middle, the Gs went lower case… and then it all turned POP; perfectly presented in the Melbourne sky during the men’s final (between the Frankenstein and Werewolf of greenYgrey sports, with all respect to them, and thinking neither are as scary as me!).

Blue Mountains Photos, Remembering Foster’s Adverts and Royal Princesses

Fair play to Mourinho, I liked his ‘truth’ interview about injuries. I’m sorry to anybody who wants me to continue ‘demonising’ him, but I thought it was a good response, and I like the way he went through several of his players. Funnily enough, that attention to detail is something that connected some of the Great Songwriters I’ve been watching recently (High Flying Birds’ Gallagher and Stereophonics’ Jones) in the Channel 4 programme, and something I think I achieved in XaW Files: Beyond Humanity, after building up to it with Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps; thinking that’s what had set the great rock musicians apart, and Axl Rose’s epics in particular.

Battling for Blondes

That’s what I don’t like about Marklemania, especially the putting her above Ivanka Trump, as I read in an article this morning, saying Ivanka must want to be Meghan.

I find Markle pretty average looking, and while she has some good attributes, she’s put being a princess before her work (after posing outside Buckingham Palace a few years ago), when Cressida Bonas did the opposite; the latter decision seems a better example for women from the feminist viewpoint of which Markle is supposed to be such a champion.

Blue Mountains Parrots, Waterfall and Three Sisters

The Blue Mountains are a great day-trip from Sydney, 50 kilometres (31 miles) west, with colourful parrots easily seen in lush greenery, a waterfall and the Three Sisters mountains: reminiscent of the greenYgrey world’s Three Princesses: Kate, Cressida and Lottie; still under Queen Kate Moss.

Australia must be even more beautiful now Amber Heard is there, although they are of course recovering from the loss of Holly Valance to London. I wonder if Miss Heard decided to emigrate to Oz after seeing the Foster’s Amber Nectar adverts

For those who think I drink golden ales because of blonde women, well, lager is amber blonde anyway, so I could just drink that, as I like it too, if it was colour-defined!

Here’s my three photos from the Blue Mountains:

Australian Sunset Photos for POPolutionaries: Has Amber Heard?

I saw several stories I thought I should comment on, but then remembered I’m in the POP age now, so I should just ignore the chatter, even if Reggie Yates (will Chuku Umunna call him vile like he does Donald Trump?) and Lily Allen stories showed why I was right to criticise Russell Brand’s revolutionaries. I also watched The Riot Club recently, which I think showed the kind of revolutionary riot culture Brand stands for, and where most of his supporters come from; a kind of Marquis de Sade – Aleister Crowley do what thou wilt (rich and/or manipulative men) ethos.

If women like that then fine, but from the post-Weinstein scandal fall-out it doesn’t seem to be for most of them, although they think they have no choice at the time.

I did once joke that my L.A. metal name would be Marcy de Sad (inspired by names from bands like Guns N’ Roses, Faster Pussycat and Love/Hate), combining my name, wordplaying on Sade and incorporating my bipolarity; and I think humans should be as free as possible to do what they want, like Crowley, but without harming anything else.

My Ethical Celibacy Positive Twisted Weird Negative

In total contrast, I thought I should ask you to let Amber Heard know about this blog post, with parody comedy based on real amour (thinking Pepe Le Puy!), using the parodying Twitter viralism hashtag #hah (has amber heard), as she’s apparently in Oz now, but then thought she should know by now (Hank Melvin’s song, written by Kenny Gamble and Leon Huff, comes to mind; by the way, I added that Jagger was particularly greenYgreying and that ‘summer’ should be changed to ‘winter’ in yesterday’s blog post; not that I prefer winter to summer, quite the opposite in fact, and for negative-greenYgrey conspiracy theorists, Jagger is still going strong, while the Starman has unfortunately passed away, albeit at the grand old age of 70; If you don’t know me by now), and must think I’m not worthy of romance. I was thinking fondly of Cressida Bonas last week too, but guess she doesn’t think of me as a true blue!

Those types of women have always been my favourites, with early versions Debbie Harry, Brigitte Bardot and Britt Eklund. I liked ABBA’s Agnetha when I was 10 because of her face and hair, not the apparently large bum she’s got; that I hadn’t even noticed until watching recent documentaries about her.

While I’ve been concentrating on sunrises over the last decade I was more of a sunset person before, due to being more of a night-owl than an early-bird. Here’s some photos I took in Australia in 1989, showing I loved natural beauty back then too, before I met all the people from the 1990s who think they’re a big influence on me, with the first one a true Blue Peter POP (PinkyOrangePurple) one I made before:

 

Blue Planet 2 Barrier Reef 5

To celebrate the first five episodes so far shown of seven, with therefore two to go, in the Blue Planet second series, here’s five more photos from my dive course on the Australian Barrier Reef in 1989. I’m in the first photo, as I just noticed from my tattoo, but not the others.

I Love Ocean Creatures

I loved the garibaldi fish trying to keep its locality fertile in the last episode, like a human environmentalist or farmer; and the clever octopus, knowing how to defend itself against a lovely looking pyjama shark, using knowledge of shark biology and complex camouflage.

A group of us who travelled up from working in Sydney rented the underwater camera. As well as the stingray I and my dive partner also saw a giant turtle, but didn’t have the camera then.

I would of course return to Oz to write Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps. The latest episode of Australian Wilderness with Ray Mears was in the Walpole Forest, a beautiful big nature reserve, where WoO started; and starred a cute quokka.

Meanwhile, back in Blighty, tonight’s Countryfile focuses on the Cleveland Way mostly coastal path. The walking route I’ve walked the most on in the U.K., with the coastal path my favourite part, although Helmsley to the North Yorkshire Moors was very nice too; the Moors are interesting and an important nature reserve.

Australian Snowy Mountains Fiction Followed Fact: My 1 Skiing Day

I’ve only skied one day in my life, and that was in Australia. I don’t think I even knew there was skiing in Australia until I went there, and maybe not even until the weekend was suggested. I’d flown into Darwin, and travelled east to Townsville before heading down to Sydney, but the Snowy Mountains was the farthest south I went.

It was suggested by others on the trip, as most of the domestic ones I went on in and after university were. But all my creative writing is mine: I revisited the area just over twenty years later through fantasy rambling by mostly Google Maps and Wikipedia; along with memories of my travels in Werewolf of Oz.

In 1989 we stayed in Jindabyne, while the Werewolf of Oz highlights included characters from the Perishers cartoon strip in the Perisher Valley, berry poetry in Berridale and a pigeon cooing story from Western Australia re-emerging in Cooma, linking back to the start of the rambling storyline.

Jindabyne Skiing, Snowy Mountains

Getting kitted out:

It was the end of the season there, and the ski lifts etc weren’t working, so it was a case of hiking around and up the hills/mountains:

And then skiing/falling down, reminiscent of Eddie ‘the Eagle’:

 

We also had to walk across a river at the end of the day; I led the way, knowing a shower wasn’t far away!:

Amber ‘Must Be’ Heard Speaks… and Bobby George ‘Gone To Pot’ Sparkles

This has turned into a ‘cascade of thought’ blog post, relating to Chris Packham (honourable inspiration for greenYgrey world nature correspondent Chris Packwolf)’s description of his thought process in his Asperger’s documentary; celebrating words of female independence, when wanted, I’ve been promoting during my creative writing career over the last twelve years.

I was ready to write a blog about how the two months of time known in the greenYgrey world as MIST (Midwinter Ideal Sunrise Time – a month either side of the shortest day in the northern hemisphere) is only three days away (just reminding me of the words I related to from working-class Londoner Bobby George on Gone To Pot last night, that he only worships what he can see, natural things; Bobby was a good laugh and advert for our demographic throughout the entertaining and informative reality show trip across the U.S.A.; as they all were; the stereotype would probably have been John Fashanu being most pot-positive; reminding me that I’d written I was a Marc-tyr the other day, when afterwards I thought it should really have been Mar-c-tyr, but then I thought I knew Tyr from somewhere, thinking it was the Celtic god of light, but after I looked it up it’s more the Norse god of light, law and war; with a relationship with the wolf Fenrir, and the dog Garm, but not good ones, so not like me there!; but John Fashanu, bringing it back to Gone To Pot was the most anti), and how, as an afterthought, I’d thought it reminded me of Black Sabbath’s Children of the Sea lyrics (thought to have ecological warning meaning): ‘In the misty morning, on the edge of time’, which I thought of firstly as Dio-era Black Sabbath’s Heaven and Hell song, but the Children of the Sea song is from the Heaven and Hell album; a classic album released in the first year of my rock/metal era, 1980); which led me to this video of Dio playing Heaven and Hell after leaving Sabbath and going solo on YouTube, which has a great greenYgrey lightshow and picturesque POP (PinkyOrangePurple) backdrop:

Ironically, long after I thought of Black Sabbath’s Children of the Sea having MISTy lyrics, looking up Tyr I saw that Black Sabbath had an album called that, and that it was loosely a Norse mythology concept album, which I remember now. It was after the Dio age, which followed the classic Ozzy era, and wasn’t very successful.

Talking of my demographic, and Ozzy, I remembered reading Ozzy’s last words at the end of the Black Sabbath’s last concert to his bandmates were something like ‘Now F**k Off!’ That’s the kind of self-parody humour the upper classes don’t seem to get, always trying to be ‘nice’, and trying to ban through Multicultural Fascism one-way political correctness.

Amber Must Be Heard… and Seen

Although I loved Amber Heard’s new greenYgrey photo MIST; oops, most; I also liked a lot of her wise words in an interview on MSN news: ‘”I always tend to do things truthfully and do the right thing. All I strive for in life is never get the temptation to try to be popular, liked, accepted. It’s never anywhere equal to the desire I have to live my life truthfully and with dignity and with pride,” Heard tells GQ Australia. “I wouldn’t be able to do that if I wasn’t living honestly, so it was never tempting to me to live another way.”

I hope she likes these words and the quite clever, in a self-proclaimed genius self-parody kind of way, wordplay with her surname and the gist of her interview, Amber ‘Must Be’ Heard blog post title.

Like Taylor Swift’s portrayal of her mind in the Look What You Made Me Do song, Wikipedia says Heard is an atheist inspired by the books of Ayn Rand: ‘obsessed with her ideals. All I’ve ever needed is myself”.

I’ve also tried to be honest with this blog and the greenygrey; and true to my ‘art’, such as writing this blog completely, rather than commercially, without adverts or cost; trying to write the truth as I see it, rather than catering to the trendy, either on the right or left extremes, even though I think one of them would provide more sales and popularity, as at the moment I seem unpopular with both in an increasingly bipolar western world!

For example, I found out that Tyr is being used by Scandinavian nationalist movements just now on Wikipedia, and while I agree with their efforts to control mass immigration, I still included a good review of John Fashanu in Gone To Pot, because that’s what I thought.

I also liked the counterculture style communities they visited in GTP, but I also like northern Europe being a home for its native people, as I do for other natives and their continents and lands. I didn’t agree with colonisation, and I don’t agree with the colonisation of Europe.

Amber Heard Replaces Holly Valance (Candy)

Oz seems to have found a near identical AAWsome replacement for Holly Valance, star of Werewolf of Oz, and GQ magazine has shown its gratitude by making Amber Heard woman-of-the-year… and providing a POPtastic podium for her to speak… well pinky-purple anyway:

I would write that I think my XaW Files: Beyond Humanity is relevant for the Ayn Rand reader, but don’t think Amber’s Heard about it, but I think that’d be one name wordplay too far, so I’ll move Taylor Swiftly along…

Australia and Peru Qualify for World Cup 2018

After recent blog posts here featured photos from my travels to Australia and Peru, they became the last two qualifiers for World Cup 2018 this week. It is Peru’s first qualification since 1982. Here’s some more photos from Oz and Paddington’s home:

Oztory, Australia-History 1989: Setting for Werewolf of Oz 2012 

Air guitar on a Sunday afternoon:

Inadvertent Motley Crue impersonation, white-water rafting in Snowy Mountains:

Beach weekend north of Sydney (one featured in yesterday’s blog):

Snowy Mountains, note the Aussie green and gold socks, early evidence of chameleonising!:

Peru, 1994 Huaraz Lake in Andes Mountains

I stopped in Huaraz, Peru on the way down from the Ecuador border to Lima, and hiked to a nearby lake, after getting a bus to near it as I remember it:

Australian Children and Wildlife Surviving Monotheism

In the last blog post I mentioned the book and movie Oranges and Sunshine, which told the story of the Home Children sent from Britain to elsewhere in the Commonwealth, where many had to endure tough slave labour work, as well as abuse. The same kind of poor white children and sexual abuse suffered in Britain from a new wave of monotheism in the last thirty years… as well as elsewhere in Europe.

Another PhD For Me?

I write this because I think it’s relevant, and I couldn’t in university, where important topics like this were considered politically incorrect, and irrelevant topics such as what colour a kiwi is are encouraged, as argued by a recent subject of New Lives in the Wild.

Ironically, with a little self-parody, whether a kiwi is green or yellow is relevant to the greenYgrey world colours, with only grey left out. My sunrise/sunset research declaring the colours predominantly PinkyOrangePurple (POP) rather than red could be another PhD for me, although I’ve probably only done test research so far, and would need to do much more sampling to confirm it.

Monotheism Can Be Interpreted as Nature Destroyer

Often it was at the hands of monotheistic religious institutions such as convents. Animals also suffered much more than under the indigenous pagans, who respected the Earth and animals more, as Native Americans, Native Africans, Native British and Native Europeans did. Some animals went extinct, such as the Tasmanian Tiger.

I don’t know the situation now, and hope the abuse has ended, as the Homes Children project has, and Australia is protecting its wildlife, although I did see a documentary that said many species were losing their habitat due to expanding human communities. It is still a beautiful country though, with lots of wildlife and nature to see.

Australia Wildlife Photos

I had a nice year in Australia in 1989, altogether, but there were some tough times, such as not finding much work in my first few months in Sydney, and malaria (vivax) emerging after I’d stopped taking the tablets after leaving Asia.

I saw some wildlife, including kangaroos and a dingo while passing in a car out in the bush, but didn’t get photos of them. I went to a wildlife centre in Sydney to see others I didn’t see in the wild, such as koalas:

and wombat:

I also did a dive course on the Barrier Reef in Queensland after finishing work in Sydney, and travelling up with a couple of car loads of friends, most of whom did the dive course.

Barrier Reef Diving

Ray Mears Australian Wilderness 

I was reminded of Australia recently when I saw Ray Mears was visiting Nitmiluk, which was somewhere Grey visited on its epic solo fantasy fiction trek by Google Maps told in Werewolf of Oz, and other episodes also followed Grey’s trek, such as Kakadu and Kangaroo Island.

The classic Werewolf of Oz episode featuring Nitmiluk and Kakadu, as well as Humpty Doo, is still available on the greenygrey3.wordpress.com site. It of course stars a creature combining Humpty Dumpty and Scooby Doo:

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