Up to our necks in hot water (again)
Longtime readers of this blog will know I love a bit of hot water (or hot toxic waste mud). As far as …
One Super Supreme Melbourne with the lot
Hosting a young international visitor is an interesting process. You get an opportunity to see your own day-to-day lives through new eyes. …
Seasonal signs in Melbourne
In ancient days folks didn’t have wall calendars or desk diaries to check what the date was. Instead, the passage of time …
Words. In Sydney
Yes, this past weekend was indeed my annual trip north to join my friend, M for three days at the Sydney Writers’ Festival. …
Doing a Bridget Jones: a mini-break in Tasmania
Bridget Jones calls it a ‘mini-break’. Ours was probably more of a micro-break, given The Poolboy and I headed over to Tasmania …
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 …
