Not so much of a balanced diet – and I don’t really care
Whenever I am about to go on holidays, I always pack a good amount of self-deceit. For instance, before I left Melbourne, I promised myself I would go for a soul-cleansing walk each day; that nothing but healthy, country fare would pass my lips so by the time for the beach came, I would look…
Blog post sobriquets for our holiday thus far
How many things can my son break in my parents’ house? (Answer – Three: a telescope, a vase, and a camera) How many mosquito bites can my daughter collect on her body? (Answer: twenty-seven) How many ‘books’ can I read in a week? (Answer: three, but two are poetry collections by Phillip Larkin and David Malouf)
Link to newspaper interview
See here Note: My MA is in Literature, not Children’s Literature, and I got it from Macquarie University, not CSU (My undergraduate degree, though, was from CSU). I feel a little guilty making these corrections, but I just wanted to clear up any misunderstanding before it occurs. Later today I go visit my first primary school in the area,…
