Today, words. Tomorrow, sticks and stones. And the day after that?

Most people can do extraordinary things if they have the confidence or take the risks. Yet most people

The old dead trees are the most fascinating - the countless trees lying in the gullies and up the hills that fell perhaps a century ago, pulling up their roots from the earth as they toppled. The great upheavals left rocks in their huge tentacles and, as they slowly rot, the trunks are home to populations of creatures, from goannas to wild pigs. As grey as tombstones in a cemetery they lie there, having outlasted generations of farmers, as they'll outlast me. In their own way they are as beautiful, more beautiful, than living trees.

Let the massacres remind us to turn down our political volume and venom.

Later, in a different home, I befriended a eucalypt, using a resilient bough as a trampoline. Learning nothing from having plummeted from the peppercorn, I'd bounce happily in my haven in the heavens. I loved that tree - and fully understand why Heysen, Roberts, McCubbin and the rest devoted so much time and effort to painting arboreal portraits.

It's a privilege to present 'Late Night Live'. No radio program, anywhere on Earth, casts a wider net.

To many people holidays are not voyages of discovery, but a ritual of reassurance.