This young leader of ours performed well yesterday. Gone are the days of status quo... I hope.He questioned the establishment.I know that old habits die hard but if Joseph wants to make a change that is were he has to start re- establish "world" order and make it relevant for today"s reality. That is the way forward...makes me want to follow.....interesting lead

Those Qawmien people of Qormi did a great job on GORGI TAGHNA,the great rock opera they produced this weekend.I learned a lot about ST.George.Three cheers for Brian Bonnici and all the cast.I wish I could see it again.Most of the people taking part are the same people organising the local festa......same people who inject life into village culture and keep our traditions alive and kicking....

Just returned from parliament.Interesting titbits to-day.I think that no matter how Merkel tries ,it takes a miracle to get what earth needs from Copenhagen summit.Valletta is especially beautiful after sunset.I love driving up towards proud Castile's softly lit facade.The magnificent doorways, weird corbels,handsome knockers ,somehow are more assertive at night.The quiet streets ,are as mysterious as they are romantic ..... the intoxicating smells of gourmet food mixes well with wafts of brewing strong coffee...and sweet tobacco..

The Baby...

Then I was the newborn baby in the house.After my initial catastrophic outburst I must have been hoarse,really painfully hoarse because my mum says I didn't cry for weeks on end.They thought I was deaf and dumb..all I could do was drink and sleep.Of course if I try hard enough I remember myself being pampered and cuddled and feeling very very snug and satisfied.There was really nothing to cry about...things were not turning out to be so bad after all.. Back to the present. To-day is windy,very disturbingly windy.The garden is drowning in misery.Flowers dismembered and oranges thrown around like demented tennis balls.I tried hanging up some clothes to dry, only to end up fishing them out of the most obscure places...

Happy Thoughts ...

You see guys,my dark mood didn't last long.I made myself a mug of warm herbal concoction,ventured out into my garden...and had a glimpse of the dark navy blue sky bedecked with glistening jewels,and the silvery moonshine transforming trees into ethereal creations...its just lovely....then I remembered the quiet walk I managed to fit into my schedule today.....a wonderful interlude with what nature has to offer on my side of the island....Filfla :the eternal survivor bombarded by all and sundry..yet still reigning supreme ,crowning my horizon...yes there is beauty to treasure indeed ,and yes I might have been born early after all...

Do you any of you out there ever feel utterly useless and dejected? I do.There are days when I just count my blessings,and other days when I succumb to my woes.In fact hardly in-between days .Some call it midlife crisis.I call it periodic disenchantment with life....to-day is one such day so I will not blacken your evening...goodnight and Godbless

Beginning Of Life...

My mother says I was born a month before my time.I don't remember, so I don't really buy it. I f I do try hard enough to remember something ,I just picture myself pushing hard against whatever I could find of my mother's uterine walls...not to be born...let alone see the light before my time !Then if I try hard enough I remember hearing that mind-boggling welcome shreik of angiush...I must have been really ugly.....,and I was so startled that I too screamed and screamed in sheer terror...then the cold air and the shocking light ,and well I never quite recovered...