"Where will you live? Will you live in Goonellabah?", a relative asked me on the phone the other night, when I told her about my retirement plans, which involve returning to my hometown, Lismore. "Oh no, not Goonellabah, but most definitely somehwere on the hill, probably East Lismore", I told her. Having grown up on [...]
On behalf of everyone in Sydney, I felt so incredibly embarrassed recently. Though I don't subscribe to that whole Melbourne/Sydney rivalry thing (both are terrific cities), I know that many people in Melbourne believe Sydney-siders are an uncouth bunch of yobbos. A gross generalisation, of course, and if you look at the stats, Sydney-siders are [...]
It must be a decade, maybe more, since the glory days of the Grand Pacific Blue Room on Oxford Street, Sydney. They had good food and service, and they were located in an imposing building which, sadly, has remained empty for a number of years. That particular part of Oxford Street, which was once vibrant, [...]
As you may have seen on the news, we had quite a big hail storm in Sydney this week. Or should I say hail storms? There were two distinct storm periods in my part of Sydney, separated by a half-hour period of stunningly bright sunshine. I'm lucky to live in the middle floors of an [...]
So every night, when I come home from work (or an evening out), I walk up the stairs to my front door, pull out my keys, and switch on the light. This is what happens next. Do I learn from this? Finally, yes. The first day of the rest of my life starts tomorrow.
Today, my friend Kate and I spent quite a few hours at Dance Rites, a celebration of First Nations culture at the Sydney Opera House. Though we didn't stay around for tonight's performances (we're not as young as we used to be), we were there for the massive opening "contemporary corroboree" as Rhoda Roberts called [...]
For a brief moment today I was transported back to Tamworth (NSW), and in particular the Country Music Festival. The launch of the Golden Guitars for 2019 was held today at my workplace in Sydney. Attending, I was reminded of being one of the judges, and making my way through a crate-load of compact discs. [...]