the end was just the beginning
I was lucky enough to see the 30th anniversary Crowded House concert at the Sydney Opera House on Saturday night. It was pretty bloody amazing. And a bit spooky. The eldest came along with me as her 13th birthday present from her Aunty Kathryn. I was 13 when I fell in love with Neil Finn.... Continue Reading →
I don't know where to begin. There's too much to tell. So I'll just serve it up in one enormous, disjointed package. I'll start with Friday night. My mum and dad took the youngest and the rest of our extended family to teppanyaki. I'd bought myself tickets to Neil Finn as my Christmas present from... Continue Reading →
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