The lost tribe

There's something super comforting about catching up with my old media buddies. Whether they worked in editorial, design, marketing or advertising ... or even the finance or legal department ... there's this connection between us that never severs. I was freaked out as a kid by a metaphysical concept I read about - a silver... Continue Reading →

On the trail

I really don’t know how or when to stop. The Inner West Distillery Trail was officially launched by Inner West Mayor Darcy Byrne last night at Red Mill Rum and I scored an invite. So, of course, I attended. I was a bit knackered for the bus hopping required to get to Rozelle, but my... Continue Reading →

Speed dating

I went to a rum cocktail speed dating event last night at a tiki bar called Old Love's. There should probably be hyphens in that sentence, but I’m too tired. Yesterday was a bit hard core. Waking at 4.45am is never a great start. Then I walked the dogs, raced to work via Officeworks for... Continue Reading →

Australian seniors

I think Australian Seniors might need a makeover, like the one Albo sought to secure his Prime Ministership. What exactly is Australian Seniors, you might ask? According to its website, Australian Seniors offers "innovative, quality and cost-effective insurance solutions for seniors  in Australia" from "the over 50s specialists".  The over 50s specialists? What the actual F are... Continue Reading →

Menace to society

I've been a bit lawless recently. I got a letter last week containing a $145 fine for driving at 57km per hour in a 50 zone. Ooops. The 50 zone is a major thoroughfare that lulls you into a false sense of 60 zone security. It’s very easy to forget and gently accelerate. I must... Continue Reading →

Hall of fame

I don't invite DD to many drinks events these days because he lives light years away from the city. But I got an invitation a few weeks ago that said: "We’re excited to invite you to a special evening with Maker’s Mark and Matt Moran to celebrate the launch of Star Hill Farm Whisky – the first new mashbill and... Continue Reading →

Serotonin hits

I started Googling "middle-aged rage" last night after I took back two shopping trolleys that have been abandoned outside the apartment block. Because I was filled with it. And I wanted to know if the swearing and ranting to myself that I do these days is abnormal. According to Healthline my middle-aged rage is caused... Continue Reading →

Last legs

I spent the better part of a week thinking Charlie the Moodle was on his last legs. He was listless, sleeping all the time, refusing to go for walks ... I was tossing up whether to take him to the vet, then I started thinking about how he's an odd bod. For example, he has... Continue Reading →

Where do I start?

The beginning is always a good place ... Since I last blogged I have done unprecedented things. For example, I went to my first rugby league game. This was accidental. I was offered free tickets to the Roosters versus the Bulldogs match on Friday night and got excited about treating DD to watching his favourite... Continue Reading →

Check out my booby!

I was lucky enough to visit the remote Lacepede Islands, which are about 120km north of Broome, on my recent Kimberley cruise. The islands support over 1% of the world populations of Brown Boobies and Roseate Terns. The breeding colony of Brown Boobies is possibly the largest in the world, with up to 18,000 breeding pairs, while... Continue Reading →

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