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25.01.2022 Such a buzz!!! https://www.facebook.com/abchobart/videos/268482477788170/

24.01.2022 A rose for your nose...

20.01.2022 My Day.... My day has started out with a bit of a twinge. A funny old tummy. Now I'm starting to cringe. This feeling familiar in my nethers and back... means I'm riding the wave down to hell and hopefully back. Oh GOD the PAIN!!!! I'm going to DIE!!!! I'd rather you poke a knife in my eye... Leave me alone. Don't call.. no don't phone. I'm passing a F####ng KIDNEY STONE. Ohhhhhhh shiiiitttttt... I'm passing a brickkkkkkk........ Please oh please give me drugs make it... QUICK!! Rub my back please, please honey please.... No piss off and leave me down here on my knees. Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh make it stop...How? Do something don't sit there... Do something NOWWWWWW. Get me some water.... thanks... more more more more..... I'll wash this F###er out I will F###ing make sure. Oh..................that's better. It must have passed through. Should I keep a souvenir and fish it out of the loo? copyright Michelle Pears 24.10.2019 See more

20.01.2022 I wrote this and performed it for a show for Sorell On Stage called "A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts". It is a bit of cheeky fun. The photograph of the film reel I took at the Kentish Hotel / Bakery / Cafe in Oatlands that has a fabulous display of Errol Flynn & Marilyn Monroe Memorabilia. A must see if you haven't been there.

17.01.2022 IN THE DISTANCE. copyright 26.3.2020. Michelle Pears. They could smell it in the distance... Like a tiny puff of smoke...It wasn't headed their way...They treated it "A Joke" ... An invisible cloak it's secret power... It sneaked a way inside... Until now they were surrounded... Nowhere for them to hide... It invaded through their nostrils... It slid along their tongues... It settled in their sinus'... Then crept into their lungs...They tried so hard to fight it... But it took their breath away... Please while you have the choice... Will YOU stay home today?

17.01.2022 I am so lucky to live on the banks of the estuary that ebbs and flows into this beautiful lagoon. A sensitive haven for birdlife and marine life, we must protect it from the insidious nature of pesticides and fertilisers upstream. ( Image taken by Michelle Pears of Susie Islet, the safe sanctuary for Pelicans, Cormorants, Gulls, Oyster Catchers & migratory seabirds.)

14.01.2022 Waterfall Michelle Pears 25.6.2020

12.01.2022 The Colour Purple. For all those passionately purple people like me.

08.01.2022 I am sure those with an old dog can associate with this one. Dedicated to our girl Cleo who is now waiting on the other side of the rainbow bridge.

06.01.2022 Not by the Hair Michelle Pears 3.2.2020 WTF Where the FLIP did that come from?... Surely, I’d have seen it before it grew THAT long? F#+* it!!! Do I pluck it? Smother it with Nair? Tie it to the doorknob? Get me out of this NIGHTMARE!!!! LAZER Beam me up Scottie I’ve entered the Twilight Zone I must have been cursed!!! By some witchy evil crone It wasn’t on there yesterday I can positively swear But this morning I woke up to find A big, thick, long CHIN HAIR!!!! For years I’ve listened in horror to my girlfriend’s tales of woe On hearing all their stories I’ve secretly thought Oh no In our girlie conversations I’d sympathise and nod Offering my condolences. Inside screaming out Dear GOD How dreadful to be afflicted by repulsive facial hair When it comes to excessive overgrowth I’d rather it Down there Not on display where everyone can see Though I think myself a GREENIE I’d be cutting down that tree I know, in this age of equality, The time to bust it out is now Though most women seem enamoured Of a fake tattooed eyebrow But When I’d pass a little old lady with a little bristly moustache I’d think If that was me, I’d be mowing down that grass Their poor, failing eyesight, obviously, the reason But I like a neat facade. No matter what the season (Sigh). I’ve taken YOUTH for granted (Pluck) But now it’s in the bin I’ll not be Pirate Blonde Beard Not by the hair on my CHINNY CHIN CHIN