To be accepted

I felt mixed emotions as I walked past my local synagogue yesterday, the morning after Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras. I was simultaneously saddened by the metal bollards and bulletproof glass surrounding the building and incredibly grateful that I wasn't taught to hate as a child. My parents and grandparents weren't revolutionary or radical.... Continue Reading →

Resident weirdo

I’ve been putting in the hard yards to secure the reputation of being the resident weirdo at work. There's a catch-up on Microsoft Teams each week called Quarantini, which is a hangover from COVID-19 lockdowns. I usually manage to say something each week that leaves people uncertain about what to say next. For example, someone... Continue Reading →

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