And the List Goes On
I’m forever writing lists. I LOVE making lists. I make lists at work of things I need to do. I make lists on the white board on my fridge of…
Papa Goes all Vanilla Ice on our Asses
So we walked in, Jazzy Jeff and I, to the humble Western Suburbs rents’ home to pick up the pooches. With the pooches scratching my unclad legs, I went straight for…
A Night Out with the Family
How come when I sent a text to all of my pals requesting their presense at the drag races at Calder Park last Friday night I got the following responses:…
A quick first post…
I like to hope for an amber light so that I can look up at the sparking wires at this inspiring intersection in Caulfield. Amber. Not Red. Definitely not Green.…
Novel under the bed – An interview with The Train
Novel under the bedJosephine VracaI wrote my first novel when I was twelve – 200 pages of heart-wrenching, pre-pubescent angst, if there is such angst to be had at that…