Monday, April 28, 2014

Orange Abstract by Paul Howlett



Another abstract, that I painted after listening to some ambient music for about 45 minutes.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Abstract De April by Paul Howlett


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My latest abstract... more blue...

could be my "blue" era...

A Doctor’s Story by Paul Howlett




A Doctor’s Story    by Paul Howlett

In Queensland, solar panels are all the go, and our local doctor and her husband had applied to see if they could get solar panels on the roof of their house.

The tradesman from the Solar Panel Company turned up and was to meet the husband on site at an appointed time… The husband was late.

Our doctor showed the Solar Panel Consultant around the house and showed him all the roof lines and had a general walkabout on their property.

Husband turned up some ten or so minutes late and profusely apologised for being late.

“No trouble,” replied the Solar Panel Tradesman, “Your daughter has just shown me all over the property”.

When our doctor finally went out to see her husband, he was in a very grumpy mood, as both he and his wife are in the same age bracket.

But it she made her day… she has been telling this story to one and all.

It’s great for the female ego, when a stranger knocks off a great chunk of their real age!!

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Peek a Boo Skull


A little spooky, and a little humor... 

I tried out some new acrylic (background) paint, so I added a curious peeping skull to liven up the subject. 

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Midnight Phone Call



Midnight Phone Call   

 by Paul Howlett

Phone rings late late at night

One wakes in a stage of fright

Who is calling what can it be?

Late night phone calls are not for me

They usually bring bad news

Nothing of cheer

 Sounds in the dark

Making me fear

Foretelling of bad tidings

Nothing of joy

Let the night phone calls 

Be gone for this Year!

 

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

High Tea




High Tea     by Paul Howlett

I drove a couple of miles to the house where our Avon lady lives, as I had to pick up a small order for my wife.  “M” our Avon lady had called me in the morning and said that our order was available for collection.

I said that I would “Pop in to collect the order sometime in the afternoon”.

The clock on my wall showed three pm when I drove over to her place.
 My car took up most of the small parking space, in front of the wooden house in the old eastern end of town where M lived. I exited the car and walked up the three steps to her front porch and knocked on the door.

M came out carrying our Avon order and asked me to take our next-door neighbour’s order as well.  That was ok with me.

After completing our financial transactions, M told me a funny little story about her attending a High Tea party.

M’s sister called her on the phone and invited her to attend a High Tea on Saturday morning. The event was scheduled for very early in the morning, so M had to set her alarm for 5.45am, to make sure she could be ready for her sister to pick her up. Then they would both drive over to a lovely park in the area, some twenty minutes’ drive from her place. 

M had forgotten to set the alarm, so she awoke some thirty minutes later than she had planned.  Her sister arrived before M had finished preparing herself to attend the High Tea Party.  M dressed in a pretty outfit. 

Finally, M and her sister arrived at the park some fifteen minutes late.  M looked around and did not see anyone dressed for High Tea.  Everyone was very casually dressed in loose fitting clothes.

M asked her sister what was going on.  Her sister replied, “I invited you over here for Tai Chi exercises!”  People overhead this conversation and all cracked up laughing. 
 
The Instructor said to M that she really looked overdressed to do exercises.  M remarked that this was the last time she was getting up early on a Saturday Morning. 

She would get dressed and arise early for cake and tea, but not to do exercises!

I guess the moral of this story is to make sure you get your facts straight before embarking on a trip, as you may have the right address, but the wrong Party!