Dear Local Lib Member, Yesterday I received a phone call from your office. Of course, when you receive a phone call, you don't have your arguments prepared or a list of stuff to hand. However, the discussion with your staff member inspired me to write this email. The State Liberal Party doesn't get huge amounts … Continue reading In Short…
At 5:30am when the puppy scratches at the hall door and wakes me up, I feel frustrated and a little ripped off. But later in the day, when the gluggy memory of sleep and pillow and warm blankets has shed itself from my skin, I find reasons to be glad. You don't get photos like … Continue reading Early Mornings
you know... that tiny town with the giant concrete elephant in the bakery garden. it's in the mountain country between the moonscape and the escarpment. hell yeah. it's built for poets with a retired general store and that old pub with the arched stable entrance where you can almost hear the jingle of century-old traces. … Continue reading Nimmitabel
I walk with pockets of keys, dog treats, selected cards, a mobile phone leash in one hand, the other free to pick up the 5kg dog if needed. Ahead, she walks: a large handbag on one shoulder, a scooter on that arm and her 12kg toddler on the other hip. Even with all this she … Continue reading Friday School Pick-up
One of those days where I rush from one thing to the next at the beck and call of that stubborn second hand. But the rush is okay compared to other seconds when my life vehicle might swerve madly out of its tyre tracks and leave me... head against the window bruised and whiplashed and … Continue reading Time
Having run out of my regular podcast listening this morning, I discovered a "search" function on the "Conversations" webpage. I hummed and hahed wondering who I might like to hear interviewed. Then a flash of inspiration came and I typed in "Paul Keating". I found an interview with our ex-Prime Minister from back in 2012. … Continue reading Turn up the Microphone!
We went back to our block of land again this weekend, chasing snow. Turned out we left the snow behind us but we still enjoyed cooking damper on sticks over a campfire. Snow was minimal but the cold was there and we crouched down, hugging the fire, eyes watering from the smoke, and all our … Continue reading Simple things
I follow a blog called "Diary of a Dublin Housewife". The author has an unusual knack for recording conversations. I will never know how much they are fictionalised but they can be hilarious, whimsical, sad or thoughtful. And I love the Irishisms in them. I am going to imitate this idea and record a conversation. … Continue reading Controlled by Algorithms
Today I read about how Barack Obama really let rip at Trump. He said all the things a lot of us are saying. How Trump doesn’t respect the constitution. How he doesn’t use his power constructively. How he is treating the presidency like another reality TV show to get the attention he craves. I agree … Continue reading The Dangers of Passionate Views
