It's a rare but wonderful event these days when we have both of our kids visit us at our place at the same time. This Christmas we had them for a whole wonderful week. Then, alas, cricket watched, scrabble played, and roasted almonds devoured, the time came to drive them to the...
In 1994 I received an exciting phone call. Not just ordinary exciting. I’m talking premium, yee-haw, yeah baby exciting. Would I like to meet Billy Crystal? Hmmm, let me think about that. Would I like to meet one of my all time idols and one of the greatest comic performers in the history...
There are words you really don’t want to hear – “You’ve still got that lump on your back.” Even more unwelcome – “I think it’s getting bigger”. These statements began my journey to a place I call “Now Or Neverland”....
I only got called a "malaka" once on our recent holiday in Greece. If you’re not familiar with this notorious Greek M-Word you can look up the exact definition on the interwebs, but if you’re easily shocked maybe give it a miss.
And miss is what I did, but only just, as I cruised past...
In December 2005 the warmth of the Sydney summer was blighted by the chill of sectarian violence in the beach suburbs of Cronulla and surrounding areas.
Violent clashes between so called “Aussies” and what the press called “Men of Eastern Appearance”...
I don’t remember the bookshop but I do remember the churn of my emotions as my eyes met the image on the postcard. Captured in black and white was a photograph of a man in a flapping raincoat, suspended mid air as he attempted to jump across a large puddle. The vintage cars on the wet...
