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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 they look […]
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 an extra layer of […]
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 moon? Where […]
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 brain […]
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?”
I say, “What?”
He waves and disappears into the […]