Well, there’s one bloke I shouldn’t expect a Christmas card from this year… Maybe that came over as being a bit harsh, but it was an attempt to subvert what was essentially a fluffy publicity piece and provide a view of how well his ministry is actually performing. Most people, including those who don’t use ... [More]
The Station Agent — A train spotter with dwarfism… and he’s probably the most normal character in it. I found the attitudes of some of the passers-by towards him a little strange, and at odds to the way I’ve seen people react to short people. But a very enjoyable film; quite amusing in parts, thankfully ... [More]
During the continuing clearout of junk, today I came across my first tax return, from 1988-1989. The highlights: I had a HECS debt of $900 Income was $3167 from Austudy, and $2368 from my part time job The only other money earnt was a mighty $1.57 in bank account interest Total income a huge $5536, ... [More]
(See also: my review of the first half of the season.) 8. Father’s Day — Like almost every episode of the series, this turned out to be much better than the trailer would have had us believe. It takes a sci-fi element — travelling back to when Rose’s father was still alive, and saving his ... [More]
Blargh. I have a cold. I could feel it coming on yesterday afternoon… the tell-tale throat (itchy, then sore), the sneezing, the lack of energy. It took hold last night. So another day off work. Jeremy was sick on Tuesday; Isaac and I today. I’m sure it would be economically better for me if everyone ... [More]
I was told there was a good article in this week’s Big Issue. So I went looking for it this morning on the way to work. Normally I pass at least two sellers on Collins Street, plus another at the Parliament station exit. Do you think I saw any of them today? Nope, not a ... [More]
The great clear-out of junk has commenced, with my filing cabinet being trimmed of fat. Accordingly, I decided to borrow my mum’s shredder to make sure that no bits of paper I’m chucking out will fall into the wrong hands. I’ve tried to avoid getting paranoid about such things in the past, but with the ... [More]
(This post backdated to the date it happened, not the date I wrote it.) Not much to day 3, but during breakfast a rather impressive hot air balloon sailed by not too far away. We caught a cab to the airport, the only notable thing about the trip back being that tea strainers bought on ... [More]
(This post backdated to the date it happened, not the date I wrote it.) It might have been a negative-something night outside, but the bed was lovely and warm. We awoke, had breakfast and showers, and … Wait, I should mention the shower. Everything in the serviced apartment we stayed in was great. Except the ... [More]
(This post backdated to the date it happened, not the date I wrote it.) Marita, Justine and I got a lunchtime flight out of Melbourne, and got to Canberra, Australia’s capital city, a little less than an hour later. Straight off the plane, through baggage claim and into a cab bound for Kingston, and the ... [More]
I’m off to Canberra until Sunday. Be good, and don’t burgle my house. PS. 12:05pm. Courtesy of Justine, hello from the Melbourne Qantas Club. Woo hoo, free Internet! PPS. Sunday 12:40pm. Well I just flew back from Canberra, and my arms are tired. Will post about it soon. In the mean time, Tony and Rae ... [More]
Here it is, the house in all its glory… The livingroom(this is the agent’s picture, so the furniture isn’t mine) The kitchen(furniture not mine) Hopefully it’ll look half as good with all my crap strewn around it!