Scenes from Saigon
Oh boy, I’m not quite sure where to start. There’s so much to tell you. There was the holiday to Vietnam, of …
OHMIGOD!!!!! Crossing the road in HCMC
I can’t tell you how many times I said OHMIGAAAWD! in the first few hours in HCMC. The traffic is unbelievable. Even …
Gooooooood morning Vietnam!
Twenty hours after leaving the house we drove out of the HCMC airport and were greeted by this sign. And our first …
Solo sortie to the literati front
I was flying solo at this year’s Melbourne Writers Festival, as my usual co-pilot was MIA somewhere north of the border. It …
Well that’s settled then
Remember my angst over the inclusion of the apostrophe in the Sydney Writers’ Festival? Well it seems the organisers of the Melbourne …
Multiple choice
The Fairlie Entourage has a horrendous reputation with travel agents (especially the ones who are family and therefore don’t actually make any …
Tourists in our own city
Paris? Pah! Who needs to fly half-way around the world to visit the French capital when one of the world’s greatest cities is literally on …
It’s raining words. Hallelujah!
The wharves at Walsh Bay, the most excellent venue of the Sydney Writers Festival. That’s the entrance to the Harbour Bridge in …
We romped on Sunday
Yesterday, we headed into the city to take part in this year’s Melbourne City Romp. The Romp, which is part-Amazing Race, part-puzzle, …
A delicate shade of raw umber – the Yarra River
The Yarra River, which flows through the centre of Melbourne skirting the CBD, is much maligned for its muddy colour. I’ve always …
