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getting to the book launch
I’m going to a book launch tonight – which is all very well. Bravo. Bravo. Book signed, etc. Excellent. But to get there from here I must brave the most unreliable bus in the world. OK so I could walk from Smith St to Lygon St BUT I’m wearing my pointy boots which – while [...]
broken
The heater at work is broken. Someone left it on overnight and it’s run out of puff. (It was mighty toasty though when I arrrived this morning.) Each time I walk past it, it flashes and blinks its digital display accusingly at me. The ambient temperature is gradually lowering. About every hour I put on [...]
unorthodox coaching method
Reading over someone’s shoulder on the train this morning I spied the headline ‘Pagan: I won’t change’ in a section of the paper seemingly devoted to a critique of footy’s current coaching styles. ‘Hmm,’ I thought. ‘That’s an unorthodox approach.’ Do they employ druids? Does it mean dancing? Are training sessions held under the full [...]
jackhammers and paint fumes – it’s just another day at the office
After a weekend of heavy reading for the new course, I thought work might offer some light relief today. Which it has – of sorts. Light-headed relief really. We’ve got the painters in doing touch up work and the whole building consequently is awash with paint fumes. (Awash is probably wrong for fumes, but my [...]
marriage proposal no. 2
It was early Monday evening. It was on the escalators at Melbourne Central station. I was ascending. He was descending. I had a map of RMIT and an air of distraction. He had a McDonalds takeaway bag of chips. I looked up to get my bearings. He leaned across and said, “Will you marry me?” [...]