"Have you been here for long?", I asked the waiter at "The Loft" earlier tonight. "Four years for the current owner, but about thirty years overall", he replied. I wondered to myself if maybe I'd been there before, but had completely forgotten. Or maybe it was called something else. Either way, it was a genuine … Continue reading My Preferences
“Are you from here?” is always a good question to ask someone you meet for the first time in a country town. In larger cities, people are much more likely to ask you what you do for a living. But in country towns, establishing where you're from usually means "six degrees of separation" can often … Continue reading Are You From Here?
There's a bloke who seems to drink most days at one of the pubs here in Lismore, who seems to have also drunk the Q-Anon Kool-Aid. He's a big bloke, always wearing hi-vis, and he has a friendly face. But every time I've been there lately, he's been talking rather loudly about various conspiracy theories. … Continue reading Lismore Life
In the midst of living/working from home, it's been great to take some time out (a few times each week) for afternoon strolls along the Wilson's River, Lismore. It's been one of the things I've really loved about being back here. It's calming. It's relaxing. I love it, whether it's to or from work, or … Continue reading River Walks
"Is there much water in the Duck Pond yet?" was one of the questions mostly commonly asked in our house when a flood was imminent. I was born in Kyogle Street, not far from The Duck Pond, and spent the remainder of my youth only a little further way. Though it's not actually connected to … Continue reading The Duck Pond