Hello everyone, welcome to Bob Maumill’s “Story Time”.
Following the success of Bob’s CD “Through the Eyes of a Boy” which Curtin Radio produced and marketed, the author has written another collection of stories.
The new collection includes fiction, non-fiction, and a few Bob describes as “whimsy”.
Some are true stories from Bob’s past, others developed in his imagination.
Before you listen to the first of our stories please be advised it contains content written for an adult audience.
Bob Maumill thought, as many of us do, that it couldn’t happen to him.
But it did. Cancer changed his face, his voice, and his personality.
He was in a dark place. A recluse.
He locked people out of his life.
But someone refused to let him descend into self-pity.
An unlikely hero came along whose inspiration Bob recounts himself in a raw and deeply personal story titled, No Guarantees
The pre-amble for the other file, ‘The Gardener’, can be found below.
The Gardner is a powerful fictional story that grew in Bob Maumill’s imagination.
In writing it the author drew from an amalgam of experiences, newspaper stories, people he had met during his life’s journey, and Bob’s ambition to create strong, interesting, fictional stories and characters.
The Gardner explores the many sides of human nature.
And is read by Jane Grljusich, Bobs good mate George’s daughter
Disclaimer: BUT a warning. The story includes descriptions of sexual violence.
“We begin the series with a story that formed in the author’s mind after he visited a popular garden centre. Among the rows of plants and shrubs he saw a young man embrace and passionately kiss a much older woman, later he saw them again, and again they kissed and embraced as lovers do.
Not unusual, true love can bring down age barriers. Yet for one fleeting moment the author saw what he thought was something else in their demeanour. But what?”
The Way Things Are
“ Hello everyone.
Thanks for accessing our podcast.
It was the year of 1956 I was an 18-year-old with an uncertain future. I was on the road and I needed a job.
I didn’t have much going for me, one year of high school and no skills other than some boyhood experience with horses.
I drifted into the North Queensland town of Cloncurry and landed a job with a drover.
In the ensuing months I learned some lessons about life and death, and The Way Things Are.“
The Punching Machine
“G’day. I hope you are enjoying listening to the stories.
I called this story The Punching Machine. I have described the events as I remember them.
The night that I have written about taught me a lot about people, and caused me to question why we had a sub-class of Australians on the fringes of society.
People on whom we had inflicted misery, and blamed them for it ”.
“Hello again Curtin Radio listeners.
Some years ago I heard an economist explain “trickle down” economics. He believed the rich getting richer was a good thing. He argued that using their wealth the rich create economic activity that benefits the working class and the disadvantaged as the money “trickled down” from those who have most of it.
At the same time I was learning about the nexus that exists between the rich and the politically powerful. I learned that connections mattered. I could see the super-rich had access to decision makers, bought by
donating money to the right charity or cause. Or backing a political party.
Great wealth buys access and influence that allows the very rich to become richer.
I met a lady on a London train. She was a rich man’s housemaid. She did not tell me her story, so I wrote one. “