It’s something I’d have never expected. A miracle. If I were a Catholic, I’d be shouting for someone involved to be beatified. My car is in for repair. And it’s not going to cost me a cent. It’s been making a nunga-nunga-nunga sound for a while now. I finally waited until my credit card was ... [More]
The other night just as I was going to bed, I heard a kind of yowling, screeching sound outside. Cats. Cats fighting. In my generously appointed backyard, it sounded like. I put on a dressing gown (because a thick cotton gown is ample protection against the howling wind and cold of a Melbourne night in ... [More]
7am. Argh. Until a couple of minutes ago, I thought it was 8am. My alarm clock is an hour fast. No wonder I found it so hard to get out of bed this morning at smegging 6 o’clock in the morning, an hour before I normally get up. If I wasn’t so awake, I’d go ... [More]
From time to time there comes a point in every online diary when one writes amedia release about oneself. I helped write one the other day, not purely about myself, but I certainly rated a mention. The difference is it actually went out to the media, though I’m not sure it was newsworthy. Still, in ... [More]
9am. I just heard that theSt Kilda Pier Kiosk burnt down overnight. Memories of the pier have come flooding back to me. It won’t be the same there with it gone.
Okay, cloth bags are definitely going mainstream. On Saturday I went for a haircut at my usual barber. I’m definitely going to have to study the football before going next time – he talked almost non-stop about it and I was barely able to contribute anything other than make agreeable noises and bemoan the fact ... [More]
So there was this Volvo right behind me as I drove down Grange Road. The woman driving it was trying her best to live up to theVolvo tradition – weaving all over road, trying to see if she could overtake me on the inside, for a couple of Ks down Grange Road. We got to ... [More]
I’m tempted when in the street being asked if I have change, replying "no, I haven’t", and handing over a $20 note. I’m tempted to stick "Keep left unless overtaking" signs on the escalators at Parliament station so the 2% of people who haven’t worked out escalator etiquette will get the hell out of my ... [More]
It began fifteen years ago with Abbey Road, the first CD I bought. Over the weekend I spent a few minutes sorting my collection of around 350 music CDs. They’d been in something of a chaotic state since the move, which tended to minimise the chances of finding anything I wanted to play. Sometimes a ... [More]
Since Sunday morning I have Tidied up the house post-party. Renewed my library copy of To The Lighthouse for a few more weeks so I can try and finish it. Bought a CD (Corduroy), a jacket (not corduroy) and a bunch of groceries. Managed to pay the bills before they became overdue. Including the Visa ... [More]
10:15am. Well I’m quoted in the Hun today (page 1 no less – why do things by half?), and in about an hour ABC TV want to talk to me. Which scares the crap out of me to be honest. Me on the box in my spiffy new jacket. 11:50am. That wasn’t nearly as terrifying ... [More]
It must be a spending spree week. I’ll use the excuse of giving myself a birthday treat. At lunchtime I went and bought a new work jacket to finally retire the last of my old scruffy horrible ones. Wool and cashmere and something else. Lovely. Probably a disgustingly opulent waste of money while people are ... [More]