For a bunch of reasons, there aren’t too many “gay bars” any-more. It doesn’t worry me too much, though a friend bemoans the lack of a “traditional” neighbourhood bar, where … Read the rest “Visiting Melbourne – Sunday night at DT’s”
It was one of those days. My alarm went off at 4.00am, but I stayed in bed until 4.30am. Being so close to the airport, I figured I could stay … Read the rest “Day in Melbourne”
“I feel like some ice-cream or some gelato”, I said to my friend Sue, so she suggested Brunetti’s at Carlton as one of those quintessential Melbourne experiences.
We had plans … Read the rest “Melbourne Day”
“You have the best life” was the Twitter reply I received from @swedense
I’d just written a note to say thankyou for all of his/her tweets about the Swedish Royal … Read the rest “Life is as good as Dancing Queen”
For a while I thought I was actually going to die. For a while I thought my time was up and someone would need to break through the door of … Read the rest “Death in Melbourne”