Today the youth held an auction to raise funds for their trip to India.
I had painted a couple of paintings, which is why I was less disappointed than I would have been had I put forward one of my own personal pieces, when one of my pieces went for a mere $100.

That is not to judge the person who bid on it, who may have spent all their budget on it, but if I were selling that piece proffessionally, it’d fetch over $250, no trouble.

So unfortunately, that may be the last art auction I participate in. Unless my art is going to be valued appropriatly, there is little chance I will put in the time nor effort into it in the future.




Vicky needed to get some photos printed today, and so whilst we waited, we wandered around the furnature store across the way.
This bookshelf wanted to go home with Vicky evidently…




Vicky and I turned three today.

Its been a great journey so far. We have enjoyed the good times, pushed through the tough times and re looking forward to what the future may hold.

Thank you for an awesome three years babe!


So today I opened up an old songbook of mine, and found a song I wrote almost two years ago in memory of Tom Allen, a guy I grew up through Boys’ Brigade with.

It hurts me to sing it.

It hurts me more that I lost two verses of it on the computer.

So today I sang it.

Today I re-wrote the first two verses.

Tom (Unknown Love)

The funeral of another man
The darkness of this life took you away
The cloud was to thick to see through
You chose to see another light of day

We never said too much
The quiet friendship of silence
Wasn’t enough to keep you standing here
Was there anything that either of us could do?

Tom, Oh Tom.
Tom, Oh Tom
I bet you never thought, that I’d be standing here for you.

Tom, Oh Tom
Tom, Oh Tom
I bet you never thought, that there was this unknown love.

Standing here just thinking
Both my eyes release another tear for you
With my heart crying out
Screaming of unknown love




I have just finished wood burning the design I want for my old guitar. It took me about two hours to do with the wood poker kit – surprisingly relaxing and ultimately fulfilling.




Today I finished stripping back my guitar. Its been a long process, but it has provided me with some downtime and some metal stress release from work.

I’m now going over with finer sandpaper to smooth it out. I need to get a few white bits sanded out as well.

I am getting together some ideas for the design that I’m going to wood-burn into the wood. I’m thinking an old vintage logo around the sound hole, or words across the whole front of the guitar.


Positivity works.

For students who are always talked down to, who are always told what not to do, who are continually run down because they can’t manage to work with other students well… Positivity works.

I tried things today. Yesterday was horrible. The constant chatter was driving me senseless.

After talking about it in the staffroom, I came away with a few suggestions to try.

I figured that if I wanted the students to change, then I would have to change as well. To change from telling students what not to do, to congratulating and praising the students who were doing the right things. So I told my students this. I told them that I was going to change. I added in incentives and a class target for the end of the day. All of them to aim for positive behaviour, rather than disciplining bad behaviour.

And you know what? It worked.

It worked well.

Positivity works.