Recently, during kerbside collection for our suburb, I drove past a relatively new front loading washer on my street and made a mental note to sneak by at dark and acquire the machine for either washing or miscellaneous purposes. With the help of two friends, I shifted the heavy bugger the 50 or so […]
I once saw a short film on SBS’s eat carpet which immediately struck me as being very inventive and clever. My pleasure in viewing the film was in no way diminished by it being a Spanish production. That film was “Siete treinta y cinco de la manana” and I encourage you to check […]
I guess it’s finally happening; this time for sure…
After two failed attempts and countless thoughts of quitting (for reasons too multifarious to mention), my honours has reached the point of no return. Last week culminated in the handing in of my last ever assignment - a 3,000 word research proposal. It was a stressful affair, […]
It would appear that Australia was recently beaten by the English in the Blind Cricket World Cup. That’s right folks, blind cricket - a sport in which even Peter McIntyre could bat.
The main difference between standard Cricket and Blind Cricket is the ball. A size three football is used in UK Blind Cricket to help […]
With a small amount of introspection, I can tell that my personal beliefs on a number of topics have changed over the last 18 months. The depth and potential duration of these changes will be seen in coming years…
But I think I have left behind the strongly emotive undergrad - the one who fired […]
The crew of 22 Seventh Ave have had their annual shindig. Last year’s instalment (Superheroes and Bad Taste theme) was a suitably rambunctious and well attended do, and we were keen to have a similarly shambolic, colourful and rowdy bash this year. And for the most part, it was a lovely evening of […]
So I’ve been putting myself through the rigours of late night sport watching. I’ve caught snippets of the majority of world cup games and large segments of a slightly smaller number. The lack of sleep and mental stimulation, and excessive exposure to TV have slowly whiled my vocabulary down to a few grunts […]
So, before Tuesday my life tally of fish was 3 - a bream, flathead and a mullet. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when we jumped aboard John’s (Storm’s dad) little tinny to head out of Burnett Heads for a dash of fishing. Despite oversleeping a tad, we were able to procure […]
I am the second left foot;
I am a mouth with the lingering taste of toe;
I am an ignorant thought escaped from its cage;
Je suis le faux pas.
So I’ve been playing a fair bit of scrabble recently - in a moment of impulse and misplaced masculinity I rushed out to buy a board and challenged Storm to a little Scrabble tête-à-tête. We’ve developed quite the rivalry and occasionally invite Storm’s sister Casey in for a little three-way action down at the […]