I Wish I Was Ern Malley

Today’s my 37th birthday. I’d just like to say how much I'm enjoying being 37. As I often say, it would be enough that God just saved us, but he just keeps on demonstrating his extreme generousity. Sure, you can say, Job 1:9 style, that I might be singing a different song if times were tough, but I say it would be wrong (as Romans 1:21 points out) not to thank God, because he really is very, very kind. Anyway, this afternoon we were all working together in the garden. It’s late winter here and the afternoon was sunny and perfect . My beautiful wife and I were cleaning up some trees I’d pruned with my new (birthday present) chain saw, my two older children were alternatively helping pile up the branches, riding their bikes or playing with their baby sister who was giggling on a blanket spread out on the grass. Wife, kids, backyard, powertools. What more could a bloke want on his birthday? Thank you God.

Since I haven’t blogged much lately—I completely missed July—and need quick entry to make, I thought I’d fill up a bit of space with the a subject I can go on about ad nauseum—cars. Specifically I thought I’d briefly analyse the all-new Holden Commodore . This is a Falcon. I’m not putting a picture of no steenking Holden on this blog The Commodore is an Australian car previously based on the Opel Senator but, for the first time with this VE model, designed in Australia. It is exported to the Middle East and Asia. It will also, as Wheels reports , form the basis for the new Chevrolet Camaro and presumably the next Pontiac GTO, (since the old VT Commodore is the basis for the current “best ever” GTO ). Naturally, since my chosen tribe in the great Australian musclehead ...sorry ... muscle car divide is Ford, I should cast scorn on the Commodore from a great height—it is after all a Holden. However I think the new Holden...