More than a souvenir
Audience participation is not really my thing. So it was that when a strange musical instrument was thrust into my hand on a beach in Indonesia…
Confessions of a rookie race-goer
What is it that makes a city stand still for four minutes? If you live in Australia, chances are you know the answer. It is, of…
Garuda blazes a trail in the skies
First impressions count. And there’s nothing worse than arriving in a new country – whether you’re on holiday or travelling for business – and having to…
Under the jacarandas
It’s Spring in Australia, and the purple haze of jacarandas in full bloom is visible all over Brisbane. Here, the flowering jacarandas are a signal to…
A night at the theatre: fun, footy and that other f word
It’s the high heels that do it. As he takes off his red stilettos, actor Tim Dashwood transforms himself from blonde bewigged ‘Carmen Get-Me’ to hunky…
Sunday lunch at the Apollonian
The smell of roasting lamb is always enough to get this Kiwi girl’s mouth watering. I love a good Sunday roast at any time (lamb, pork,…
Having a beer with Dad and Dave
Australian author Steele Rudd’s fictional father and son Dad and Dave may have faded into the mists of time a bit, but they’re alive and well…
Turkeys at the bottom of my garden
Spring has sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is? So goes the poem, and Spring has certainly sprung in my part of…
The pub that time forgot
Swing through the saloon doors at the Imperial Hotel in the tiny Queensland town of Ravenswood and be prepared for a shock. It’s all carved cedar,…
A brolga walks into a bar…
I’m starting to really love blogging. So it’s quite a thrill to be asked to be a guest blogger, which has happened a few times since…
A Glass Half Full 