While some are busy making resolutions for this year, of which I will presently speak, I first need to make a confession: I have had a creeping feeling for a little time now that this blog has been fueled less by passion and more by a scrabbling desperation I don’t think has shown up in…
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Tonight I’ll be raising a toast to 2011 being a glorious year for us all. Photo Credit: bjornmeansbear
Favourite Song: Lady Gaga, Bad Romance Runner Up: Powderfinger, Sail the Widest Stretch First up, I know Bad Romance was released late October ’09, but thanks to its radio presence over last summer I have trouble disentangling it from 2010 – so I won’t. It reminds me of Madonna’s Express Yourself, particularly their slick, cinematic music videos*…
Hello! We’re home again, sweet home. A wonderful day of travelling yesterday; I even enjoyed our second leg in the plane between Sydney and Melbourne (it was a 767 – perhaps I feel safer in the bigger ones). Then there was the usual nightmare of unpacking and sorting and cleaning (as if I hadn’t done…
This morning I woke up to these three things: 1) The soft crackling of rain as it fell on the grass outside my window. 2) The woop-woop call of the local swamp pheasant from down the road. 3) The unavoidable truth that at some point during the night Santa crawled down my throat to lay…
One needs to traverse a 1.1 kilometre track through paddocks and bush to arrive at my grandparent’s farmhouse; a track I’ve travelled at both a crawl in cars driven uncertainly by those new to the place and desperate to preserve some semblance of vehicular cleanliness to thrilling speeds by the more experienced who know where all…
… are when you can stay up hours past your usual bedtime to get through the last third of I Capture The Castle, only to fall asleep anyway. So the next morning, to escape the family, you take yourself into the bathroom on the (true) pretext of having a shower, but first plop down on…
… are when browsing the small, but respectable, selection of YA titles at the public library, you see The Princess Bride and think to yourself, ‘I’ve always been meaning to read that’. You pull it down, borrow it, and then are rewarded for your choice with passages such as this: “…do you know the most important six…
… trying to sleep with his feet spilling over the end of my double bed at home whenever we visit. It’s not easy being 6ft 5in. Happy wedding anniversary xxx
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