A few months ago, a friend and former colleague sent me a “Thankyou/Swedish Care Package”, which consisted of some famous Swedish confectionary – Daim and Bilar – along with some yellow and blue balloons, and some Swedish flags (to be used at a Eurovision Party). As I never had or…
As we caught the L90 bus to Collaroy today, we travelled through the federal electorates of Warringah and Mackellar. Both have been safe Liberal seats for many years, but for possibly the first time, Warringah (held by Tony Abbott) could vote next weekend for an Independent, Zali Steggall. I suspect…
I was running late, and so I paid a few extra dollars to catch the fast ferry. With only a few people on board, I couldn’t help but notice I was amongst a handful of middle aged nerdy blokes taking a close up look at one of the cruise ships…
Is there anything as sublime as catching the Manly Ferry? It’s not too short that it feels like almost any commuter ferry. It’s not too long that you feel like you’ll never get there. I caught the ferry today for a friend’s birthday drinks. On the way back, I found…
Manly really is seven miles from Sydney, and a thousand miles from care. I spent the afternoon with some friends at Manly’s 16-foot Skiff Club. A few drinks, a bite to eat, lots of good conversation. Here are some photographs I snapped along the way.