Royal Tour in Australia 2014 reaches Ayer’s Rock

After the royal couple, Prince William and the Duchess of Cambridge, last week re-enacted Green and Grey’s Oz meeting in New Zealand and Princess Catherine led the yellow fashion spring colour craze after the greenYgrey rebranding, they have landed in Ayer’s Rock / Uluru this week.

Uluru / Ayer’s Rock was of course the scene of the macropod Great Gig in the Sky in Grey’s epic travel fantasy Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

William and Kate Ayer’s Rock / Uluru Photos

Hi, it’s Wolf Whitzer, intrepid news correspondent at GGN inspired by CNN legend Wolf Blitzer. After meeting a koala in Sydney about the same time as our koala mirror poem reflection was due for posting on this very blog, the Mirror reported today that the royal couple reached Uluru / Ayer’s Rock this week.

It was of course the setting for the first ever fact or fiction gig in the sky, as far as we know, inspired by the Pink Floyd song The Great Gig in the Sky.

And now, in a Greenygrey News exclusive, we can reveal that the royal couple fitted in some great greenygreying at a rock famed for its redness.

Moreover, Kate and William greenygreyed without even wearing green themselves. They ventured out into the red rock desert, also famed for its aridity, and still found some greenery to go with their grey clothing.

This pose and photo really gets the new greenYgrey rebranding:

Sensational greenygreying by the royals, and it probably even upstages the Great Gig in the Sky Grey enjoyed… but it’s still worth buying the Werewolf of Oz as an Oz royal visit memento:

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Knowing Me, Knowing You, it’s Goodbye to WoO

It’s goodbye to the Werewolf of Oz week at the Greenygrey, with just one episode to go in the epic 142-episodes serialisation of the first ever fictionalised virtual travel around Australia by Google maps.

Cover of ABBA

In the words of the almighty Abba, breaking up is never easy, but like them, we’ll still be working with WoO.

Knowing Me, Knowing WoO, Photos for You

Hi, it’s Baron Wolfman, creative department head honcho in the absence of the legendary Andy Wolfhol. First of all, William Wolfsworth has done some further research, and clarified that the Parcel Force van logo mentioned in the last mirror poetry blog is ‘making red vans green’.

Tom and Jerry. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Your very own travel photos are always good for a trip down memory lane, and it’s no different for virtual travel.

That’s what Grey (as part of the reunited Greenygrey) told me this morning anyway, after a couple of greenygrey photos it saw on Facebook reminded it of the Greycliffe House mouse it met in Sydney. The poem is repeated after the photos.

Virtual Travel Photos: Virtually Greycliffe House

That photo was posted on Facebook rather fittingly for Goodbye to WoO week by the R.I.P. (Research and Investigation of the Paranormal) Files T.V. show, which I noticed has a greenygrey design when I followed it up.

Virtual Travel Photos: Greycliffe House Mouse

And if that house could be Greycliffe House, this could be the mouse, showing its support for the Greenygrey! It was posted on Facebook by the Rainforest Site.

It reminded me of Jerry, from the fantastic Tom and Jerry cartoons I grew up with.

Here’s the poem (and links to the WoO):

The Greycliffe House Mouse

Not long after I’d thanked Dr. Watson and turned away,
in a triangular hall containing a square ball,
I was accosted by a small mouse of my colour grey.

It said its name was Cliff and the house was named after him,
I replied it was built in 1852 so how could that be true,
It said it was on a special diet and low-fat cheese kept it quiet.

 

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Ashes Nears End, Werewolf of Oz Round the Bend

The Ashes 2013/14 series has reached its final destination, and it will soon be time for the England and Wales cricket team to say their farewells and head home. The Werewolf of Ozzers are also reaching that point in our serialisation of their epic virtual travel quest to all regions of what is known as Australia in the human world.

Sydney Memories Emerald Future 

Australia are in control of the fifth Ashes test in Sydney, while poetry seemed to take control of the Werewolf of Ozzers in Sydney, with Bronte and Greycliffe House inspiring some literary nonsense sublime rhymes.

Emerald Railway Station (Wikipedia)

This episode has final farewells to the friends made along the Oz way, before Emily the Emerald Cork Hat returns those that remain to the book’s Wizard of Oz-inspired final destination: as the Wizard of Ozzers reached their final destination in the Emerald City, the Werewolf of Ozzers end up in the real Australian town of Emerald.

Chapter 137.  Saying Goodbye, and Finding a New Path

After everybody and everything had their bellies full of buns, Emily and Brian addressed us all; it was nice of them to give us a house.

The Ashes Urn (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

They also said the locality would now be known as Brisbane, and the region would be called Queensland; in memory of those who had taken part in the battle. They ended by thanking us for freeing Brian from his bane.

The Army Disperses

It was then time to say goodbye to my old friends and comrades, as they departed for home. Captain Dec and Dai were taking Dig, Aus, Vombat and the Collies back to Western Australia, and the cetaceans were swimming that way too. There were of course lots of hugs, and that’s all I’m prepared to write here.

Land of Oz (Photo credit: _rockinfree)

After they left, Emily asked us what we were doing next. I had seen the dust sandy path leading inland, but told Emily I didn’t know if we were still meant to follow it, now that she and Brian were reunited.

Emily said it looked like the dust sandy path was heading their way… to Emerald.
She invited us along,
and it felt right to go,
for in her I could see a glow;
she hadn’t been wrong yet!

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New and Old Nature Poems 4 Oz Werewolf East Australia

I saw flocks of birds
fly south-west
skimming eastern horizon
past the north-west
sky-travelling sunrise.
It was not as spectacular
as fireworks sparkling
but was just as uplifting
in a different way.
Like reading a book
and watching T.V.
Eating honey and chili.

Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, poetry correspondent at the Greenygrey, in the style of William Wordsworth in the human world. I’m only here to introduce the next poetically thrilling episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps, but I was inspired by this morning’s sunrise scene to crank out the above poem. 

Werewolf of Oz East Australia Voyage 

Dee Why Beach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today’s episode sees the travel quest quartet leave Sydney to continue their sea journey up the Oz-Australian east coast, with more real place name wordplay on the way, a little poetry to decorate the display, and Grey seeing more sightings without knowing that the end of the epic journey is just around the corner… or up the coast to be more precise.

Chapter 121.  Bongin Bongin Bay after Curl Curl curl dee why

We thanked Captain ’roo from ’roo for a pleasant passage back to Bronte, and said farewell to the Carruthers siblings when they headed inland. Our raft was still there, so it was back on the ocean waves for us.

Dee Why? Curl Curl Curl

Elle and I put our harnesses on, and were about to set off,
when I looked behind me
and thought I could see
a commotion in the Tasman sea.
I wondered what it could be.
I glanced at the others, but nobody seemed to have seen it; and when I looked back out to sea there was nothing to see.

Curl Curl, New South Wales (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So we set off north, curling far and wide around Curl Curl. Our curl was obviously quite a spectacular one, as it was noticed faraway. How do I know that? Because when we reached Dee Why, a deer called Dee asked why we’d curled around Curl Curl. I said it was a natural curl.

Bongin Bongin Bay is a Nice Place to Stay 

Bongin Bongin Bay (Photo credit: sridgway)

We reached Bongin Bongin Bay by midnight, after Cathy had guided our way by the moonlight silverline.

Silverlining sea
lunar symmetry
sunlight rhapsody
projecting harmony.

Once settled on the beach, we started a fire with washed up dry wood, and talked while eating before falling asleep under a starry sky.

I dreamt of a commotion out at sea
and wondered what it might be.

 

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Werewolf of Oz Sydney Literary Nonsense Poetry

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. I think it’s midweek enough to have the first episode of your favourite werewolf travels Australia to a Wizard of Oz theme comedy classic travel quest epic, and that’s the start of the satire.

Literary Nonsense Sydney Travel

Today’s episode contains a couple of literary nonsense poems joined together by more literary nonsense.

Bronte Beach (Photo credit: niallkennedy)

It sees the questing quartet returning to Bronte, where their Sydney adventure all started. On the way they hear about lots of real places, which provide rhyming connections to the end of the journey.

At the end of the episode they hear about the great kangaroo nemesis Rolf once again, with reference to the Rolf Harris song Tie Me Kangaroo Down.

Kangaroo (Photo credit: Subhash Chandra)

The book was written before Rolf Harris was arrested for an ongoing investigation. If convicted, the book’s portrayal of Rolf as a baddie could be seen as quite prophetic… in a kangaroo kind of way!

Chapter 120.  The Barangaroo Kangaroo is Just a Short Hop or Two

It was getting late,
and I didn’t wanna wait,
but the others were deep,
in conversation of sleep,
so I had forty winks,
and fourteen thinks.
I was awoken by the others,
who said a lady named Carruthers,
and her four brothers,
were heading to Bronte’s Wuthers,
and we could go along,
if we didn’t take too long.

Travelling Sydney by Ferry Taxi 

Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There (Photo credit: Paco CT)

So I jumped up, leaving twelve intellectual thoughts behind, and taking two nonsense ones along. We ran to the beach, and a ferry taxi soon picked us up.

The captain was a kangaroo
who said it lived in Barangaroo;
down on Darling Harbour,
south of Goat Island’s ardour;
above Sydney aquarium’s
somewhat fishy delirium.
Life was usually fun in town
apart from the Rolf
trying to tie it down.

I thought, That Rolf again. I said it must be nice living just a short hop or two from so many interesting places.

Werewolf of Oz Classic Sydney Literary Nonsense Poem

Hope you had a happy Halloween, and didn’t get too scared out there. Those humans on the blog yesterday posing with the dead wolf sure did scare me.  Moreover, the scariest thing was what was behind their masks. I guess  they’d have preferred it to be a dead ‘witch’ they were posing with; a human demonised enough to retain their good self-image and image in the good community; but the wolf’s about as good as it gets for them legally.

Werewolf of Oz in Sydney’s Greycliffe House 

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. Anyway, enough about Halloween horrors, and on with the Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps serialisation of something quite sensational… which I just noticed avoids hunters in the first paragraph. 

This episode is much more comedy classic than travel quest epic, and can perhaps be called classic due to the episode building up from Watsons Bay-inspired Sherlock Holmes and Greycliffe House-inspired Grey themes to a poem that is perhaps the most nonsensical in the whole book.

Chapter 119.  Dr. Watson and the Case of a Greycliffe House Mouse 

The Spit Reserve was so relaxing we didn’t want to leave, and they had to spit us out at closing time. We wondered where to go next.

English: greycliff house, sydney. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Not liking the sound of Hunters Bay, we thought about the Sydney Harbour National Park. The headquarters and visitor centre was called Greycliffe House, which I thought was worth investigating. So we walked that way.

Dr. Watson of Watsons Bay

Upon arrival at Greycliffe House, I was surprised to find it was neither particularly grey nor built on a cliff.

As we looked around, a gentleman introduced himself as a guide, and said his name was Dr. Watson.

I asked him why the house was called Greycliffe. He apologised for not knowing, explaining that he was only an expert on nearby Watsons Bay. The expert on Greycliffe House, a chap called Holmes, was away researching some other homes at the moment.

The Greycliffe House Mouse

Not long after I’d thanked Dr. Watson and turned away,
in a triangular hall containing a square ball,
I was accosted by a small mouse of my colour grey.

It said its name was Cliff and the house was named after him,
I replied it was built in 1852 so how could that be true,
It said it was on a special diet and low-fat cheese kept it quiet.

I thought, Now, that’s nonsense.

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Notes

Walk This Way – Aerosmith song, later shared with Run DMC.
The author had been reading about Edward Lear’s literary nonsense poems just before writing this, and the poem is perhaps the closest to Lear’s style in this book.
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson (Arthur Conan Doyle’s famous fictional detectives).

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Hurricane in Britain Inspires Spitfire Dogfight

There’s a horrendous hurricane sweeping across Britain at this very moment, doing lots of damage to the greenygrey countryside, as well as threatening life, so we’ve delved into the vaults, and decided to post the first episode of the week of your favourite werewolf travels Australia to a Wizard of Oz theme travel quest epic satirical comedy classic virtual travel excellent expeditionary exercise in literary nonsense… but with a story and end.

Spit the Dog Story in Sydney

This episode continues the questing quartet’s travels through Sydney, with the Spit Reserve inspiring a whole lotta Spit the Dog tomfoolery.

There’s also more alliteration, which is described on About.com as:

‘The repetition of an initial consonant sound, as in “a peck of pickled peppers.” As J.R.R. Tolkien observed, alliteration “depends not on letters but on sounds.” Thus the phrase know-nothing is alliterative, but climate change is not.’ 

The alliteration is inspired by a star name and mythical mothman; met on our first epic ramble across North America.

Chapter 118.  Spit the Dog Reserved in Sydney

We continued north to the Opera House, where I felt like a proper tourist, and not a bedraggled traveller from another dimension. We looked at a Sydney map there, and one place stood out straight away: the Spit Reserve. I was a big fan of Spit the Dog when it starred on Tiswas, and thought the reserve must be where it now resided.

Crossing the Harbour Bridge to the Spit Reserve 

The Mothman Prophecies (film) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The others agreed to go there, so we made our way across Harbour Bridge to the north, with great views of Little Sirius Cove below. Pebbles glinted in the sunshine like stars on a clear night. Mosman reminded me of that Mothman creature I met while one half of the Greenygrey on our epic ramble across North America. Magical memories momentarily materialised once more.

There was a Spit Road leading to the Spit Reserve. I was impressed with the amount of respect they had bestowed upon my favourite puppet dog.

Spit The Dog (Photo credit: tim ellis)

Entering the Spit Reserve was like every Spit the Dog fan’s dream, as there were dozens of the dogs all enjoying life in safety; although I couldn’t be sure if I saw the original Spit amongst them.

They seemed reserved compared to the original Spit, with not much wild spitting going on at all; I guess the passing of time in such a comfortable reserve had mellowed the spitline out.

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Notes

Spit the Dog was a puppet worked by Bob Carolgees on Tiswas (1970s/1980s fun variety show).

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Paddington Sydney Bear Episode with Two Literary Nonsense Poems

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. We thought about posting more of Marc Latham’s thoughts today, but decided that a light-hearted episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps would be more appropriate for the start of the weekend.

What Bear in Paddington?

This episode sees the quintessential quartet travel farther into Sydney, where they meet a Peruvian bear in Paddington after leaving Bronte behind.

It is most definitely more comedy than travel quest epic, but probably can’t be considered a classic. It does also contain two little literary nonsense poems. Can you guess who the ambling Andean is?

Chapter 117.  Into the Lair of the Paddington Bear 

English: The first edition title page of Agnes Grey. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte took up the first two volumes of this edition. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I wondered if a book of Grey was a sign, and quickly flicked through it. Although it was certainly not literary nonsense, it did not seem to have much relevance to my life or journey. So I didn’t investigate further, and donated it to the Bronte library Bronte section.

Whatever will be, will be,
and if Agnes Grey re-enters my story,
I will return to the Bronte area library,
and look it up under section Bronte.

Paddington Bear Gives us a Scare

We walked up through Bondi at quite a pace,
and were resting five minutes in Paddington place,
when a colourful bear entered the street
marching purposely in wellington-booted feet.

He looked harmless, dressed in an old coat and hat, and carrying a big suitcase, but you never know! He came right up to us and asked if this was the right direction for Peru.

English: The Paddington Bear statue at London Paddington railway station. This image is used in a Nintendo DSi in a travel application created by The Content Works (http://www.thecontentworks.com/). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Funnily enough, I’d seen a boat departing to Peru in a day or two on Bondi Beach, so I told the Paddington Bear.

He thanked me, and gave us a marmalade sandwich each before saying adios.

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Notes

Paddington Bear (Michael Bond creation).

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Q Awards and WoO Bronte Sydney Poetic Arrival

Congratulations to Ellie Goulding, who was the biggest winner at the Q Awards last night. She won the Best Solo Artist and the Readers’ Vote awards. Ellie Goulding was of course backed by the Greenygrey this year.

However, best greenygrey outfit of the night goes to Stooshe, who created this great greenygrey photo upon arrival on the red carpet.

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. Thanks to Stella Lagerwolf-Bruno for that fashion-focused musical awards introduction.

Werewolf of Oz Reaches Bronte, Sydney

Now it’s time for that fashionable poetry-filled book about a werewolf travelling Australia to a Wizard of Oz theme. This chapter mainly consists of two literary nonsense poems on either end, with another sighting by Grey of something relevant to the closer and closer ending in the middle. 

The first four lines of three words poem celebrates the surreal sight of whales in the ocean at night; like a scene that appears in Life of Pi. 

The second poem celebrates some of the most renowned British female authors and their books: the Bronte sisters. It was inspired by the Werewolf of Ozzers arriving at Bronte, Sydney.

Chapter 116.  Arriving in Sydney, Booked by Bronte

Moon moves milky
waves washing whales
rising rolling roaming
entrancing ethereal eternal.

Sighting Sydney is a Sight for Salty Eyes

Sea and shore were serenely silent for seventeen hours on the approach to Sydney. Just before reaching land
I thought I saw a commotion
farther out in the Tasman Sea,
and wondered what it could be.

English: bronte house, sydney (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

However, the sea was calm moments later. None of the others seemed to have seen it, so I didn’t say anything. There wasn’t time anyway, as we had to decide where to dock.

Docking at Sydney

Cronulla looked made of vanilla
Coogee appeared too easy
so we landed at Bronte
as it seemed to have something to say.
There was no time for wuthering
as the winds reached record heights.
We saw a woman by the name of Jane Eyre
fly head over heels all up in the air
dropping a book our way
by the name of Agnes Grey.

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Notes

Brontes and books (Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte, Agnes Grey by Anne Bronte, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte).

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Werewolf of Oz Leaves Bingie with Barry

Hi, it’s Greenygrey. One good thing about leaving the first episode of Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps until late in the week is that there isn’t such a long wait until the second episode. 

And here it is, bringing the brief Bingie bee bungee trilogy to a close with lots of a bee see wordplay, before starting off up the east coast with an old friend from Kalbarri; maybe you remember Grey getting an urge to call Barry when it reached Kalbarri?

Chapter 107.  Bingie Bungee Bees and Kalbarri Barry 

English: Barbeque corn on the beach, Bali Bahasa Indonesia: Jagung panggang di pantai, Bali (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We thanked the bees for the bungee to Bingie, and were about to leave, but then one flew over to us. She introduced herself as Beeatrice, before asking us not to buzz off straightaway, as they were having a beebeecue on the beeach that night.

A beebee on Bingie beach with Beeatrice and the bungeeing bees was too much to resist, so we quickly agreed in unison. We spent the afternoon chilling in the sea, and evening soon came.

Barry Joins Bee BBQ

We’d filled our bellies and were enjoying a tinny
or two with beeautiful company
when I thought I heard a familiar click out at sea
and then realised it was Kalbarri Barry.

After calling him over, I asked what he was doing all the way over the other side of Oz. He said he was holidaying with the family. I thought it was an amazing coincidence that we were both in Bingie at the same time, but you know, these things happen on the road… and at sea.

Raft of the Medusa (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Barry Suggests Sydney

Barry said they were setting off for Sydney the next day, and invited us along. I hadn’t shapeshifted for a while, so I suggested I shift into a bottlenose and swim with Barry and his family; pulling the others behind us on a makeshift raft. Everybody agreed to the idea, and we constructed the raft after the beerilliant bbq finished.

As the last embers of the fire lost their glow, we fitted the harness to the raft using the moonlight that silverlined across the ocean to our place on the sand.

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