Life, A Little Brown Dog and Shite Like That Book
By Michael Riddell, Australia
Life, A Little Brown Dog and Shite Like That is the true story of how one man finds love, his Soul and at the same time, discovers how the Living Universe ticks. Decidedly from the blokey side, the two part story skims over Michael’s life up to the time he hits the wall at the age of 45, when his health fails, his farming ventures falter and his marriage falls apart along with long held beliefs that just don’t work anymore. Hard questions need to be answered, and so he begins a journey of discovery as he starts a new life from scratch.
Michael’s journey takes him from the arid and desolate areas of Australia to the lush meadows of England and the jagged Highlands of Scotland but ultimately its a journey within as the Living Universe leads him towards a collision course with himself, a course Michael must stay on to find his true nature.
Through an incredible number of coincidences in the chaos he experiences, he finds his Soul through a confronting chain of meditations and past life experiences. He gets the chance to right the wrongs of a distant past so he can end the cycle of death and destruction and find his true love. He is given the chance to re-wire his soul with a shot of redemption from the unlikeliest of places.
Throughout the story, he is accompanied by his Little Brown Dog in an often funny tail that is as much a love story as it is a story of hope for every man and his dog.
About the Author: Publican, tractor driver, high-flying cotton farmer, low-flying night shift taxi driver. Gas pipeliner and busted arse bankrupt. Australian. Married twice, divorced once and has never been locked up. Has lived for 52 years this time around and has had 15 dogs, 13 cars, 6 nicknames, 5 cats, 2 children, 3 step-children and often wishes he had been locked up.
Born with nothing, he still has most of it. He is innocent, naive, mildly intelligent, sadly amusing, sometimes vague and often vacant. He shows a willing aptitude for breaking things eg machinery, motor bikes, bank balances, arses and hearts. No good with repairs. He likes chickens, little brown dogs, XXXX beer, Metallica, but gives goannas a wide berth. Is inconsolable when his footy team loses and really has a healthy disrespect for himself. In other words, he is a ordinary guy, a good bloke.
