A Fable
Once upon a time, there was a man walking down a country lane. It was a beautiful spring day. Birds were singing. A gentle breeze was blowing through the trees. It was a perfect day. Read more…
I was born in 1985. I play the piano, the harpsichord, and the cello. I speak English. Ka kōrero Māori ahau. Je parle français. I am Eleanor, the thirty-third Empress of Australia, but my close friends call me Lea.
Once upon a time, there was a man walking down a country lane. It was a beautiful spring day. Birds were singing. A gentle breeze was blowing through the trees. It was a perfect day. Read more…
In the long history of the world, there are so many historical figures that I admire. Some of them might surprise you. The story of Rachel Hoffman standing in front of the French tanks as they Read more…
My great-grandmother, Eleanor XXX, is considered by many scholars of the Empire’s history to be one of the better rulers in our history. I agree. Her legacy is all around us in the gorgeous architecture Read more…
Like Aotearoa and Australia, the lands of the Americas have seen tremendous bloodshed over the last thousand years. Some of that blood was shed at the hands of our (my) ancestors and some by the Read more…
There is a lot of grumbling around the world about the Empire’s decree to create the world’s largest marine reserve in the Australian Ocean. Those who have spent any time in a seaport, airport, or Read more…
There’s a common Russian phrase from the darker days of the Imperium: “they pretend to pay us and we pretend to work”. How much is contained within that one phrase! In just ten words the Read more…
At the beginning of each new year, after the Bauchinalia, it’s customary to look forward to the coming year. But I would like to look further ahead to a longer-term vision of the future. Let’s Read more…