Give Nashos another run
In July 1972 I turned 21 and became eligible to cast a ballot at the next federal election. I had…
The vanishing American
For the past few weeks, well before the first light of dawn, hundreds of big fishing boats towed behind equally…
The Bureau of Guessology
On the far south coast of New South Wales, the prevailing breeze is a nor’easter. Over the past few days,…
Deaths of despair can be avoided
I have in front of me the final report of the Royal Commission into Defence and Veteran Suicide. I am…
I like the idea of Xavier Herbert
Men no longer write long fiction. The days of the million-word book are gone. At 850,000 words, Xavier Herbert’s Poor…
My granddaughter may have saved my life
I was visiting my daughter in Canberra in early November when she asked if I could do her a favour…
Daylight saving be damned
I don’t like daylight saving. Never have. I was intolerant of it when I had to endure it from November…
Is NSW’s far South coast prepared for a future firestorm?
Locals are still scarred by the last one
Between the living and the dead
This week, May 15, is the hundredth anniversary of my great-grandfather’s death. Here’s another fun fact: I am now the…
Fighting off Wuflu at seventy
I am narrowly and slowly recovering from a bout of Wuflu. It’s a bit like a really, really bad dose…
