The Jarvis Nebulae Files – Part Five

© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2008
The smell of hospital strength detergent nearly brought my stomach contents up. But I couldn’t remember my last meal.
One thing I did remember however, was a vague sense of shame, and I knew it wasn’t because I was naked in a public place. Not that I was hanging out on a pole [...]

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The Jarvis Nebulae Files – Part Four

© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
The Cave Dwellers Society of Tasmania is a highly respected underground organisation that reaches into the upper echelons of the business world. In fact it leaves virtually no occupation untouched, with members in every field from Engineering to Art, Commerce to Psychology, Politics to Music. It was a bright winter Sunday outside, [...]

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The Jarvis Nebulae Files – Part Three

© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007Have you ever wondered where possums sleep during the day? I mean, this is a country with really thin trees with really small leaves and somehow there are thousands of fat furry brown things the size of petrol cans supposedly hanging off these supermodel- proportioned trees during broad daylight, which by the [...]

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The Jarvis Nebulae Files – Part One

(other parts to follow)
© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
I was on my way back from a solo camping trip in the middle Highlands. I had been on the overland track for three days and somehow I kept passing the same bunch of Americans in their campsite on the shores of a lake. They must have been three [...]

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The Jarvis Nebulae Files – Part Two

(other parts to follow)
© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
Here’s a poem I wrote to commemorate a special event that happened to me last Sunday night:
The stars, the stars, the cars and the bars,
Twitching under my itchy palms
On the roof while looking afar
I made a fire that blew afar
It went into the highest stars
And made my heart begin [...]

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