Rocky and I have decided the time has come to move on. I signaled this possibility in a previous post, on September 17, when I posted a piece which showed, I hope, the direction in which my writing was taking me–away from Rocky and Gawenda. Rocky is on board with this, for our mornings together continue uninterrupted and of course we remain each other’s affectionate–no loving – companion. But for now, there will be no mornings with Rocky sitting  on my lap as I write another episode of Rocky and Gawenda. I am drawn elsewhere, though Rocky will be welcome on my lap anytime.. This writing has led me down a new–though not wholly surprising–path and I have already travelled down it some  short distance. I think this path may be a long one and I will have to walk it slowly. Then again, maybe not. Perhaps I have walked down it in my head far further than I know.

I might, at some stage, post bits of this new writing which I find hard to describe, for I have no real idea where it is leading me. I have so enjoyed writing this Rocky and Gawenda thing. So has Rocky I think. And there’s the book of course, Rocky and Gawenda: the story of a man and his mutt which is in all good bookshops. It is a lovely looking book. The photographs are gorgeous and the writing, well I hope the writing touches some people. It touched me, especially the chapters written by my children Chasky and Evie.

That’s it then. Rocky sends his love. So do I.

Another sunrise beckons.

Postscript: My son’s band Husky is recording a new album and a single from it, Dark Sea, will be formally released on Saturday 28 November at  8.00pm  at The Astor Theatre on Chapel Street in Prahran. It should be a great gig. Dark Sea has been played on Triple J and received rave reviews.

Tickets are cheaper on presale – Astor box office – 9510 1414.