Dumplings Darling

As I left for work this morning I noticed the overnight emergence of some political billboards on telegraph poles around my neighbourhood. They weren’t there yesterday, so obviously someone’s been busy, as there’s quite a few down my end of Crown Street.

I’ve been through a few federal elections in the seat of Sydney (96, 98, 2001, 2004, 2007), and there’s usually always been a good showing by both the Liberals and the Greens on both street signs and in my letterbox.… Read the rest “Dumplings Darling”


“So what’s it called, ‘Soulless’?”, I asked (and joked) as we headed towards the bar. “No it’s Solas”, he told me.

Damo and I were crossing the street headed in the direction of one of those new “Sydney-style Melbourne-style bars”, as I like to call them, we have in Surry Hills. This one has opened up on Crown Street, between the new tapas bar (formerly “Paua”) and the classic Surry Hills pizza restaurant, “Wood & Stone”.… Read the rest “Soulless”

Broken Diet

I fell off the wagon tonight.

Although I’ve been maintaining a healthy diet since arriving back from my holiday, I was tempted tonight by the aroma of the nearby pizza shop.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

Although it was tasty at the time, I regretted it instantly.

I’ve been trying to keep the kilos off by a combination of regular exercise and eating healthily – an almost exclusively vegetarian diet – prompted by the success of weight loss while in Sweden.… Read the rest “Broken Diet”