hail catherine

Good old Catherine Deveny knows just what to say. Here she is today on Sam Newman, the Footy show and the Logies:
The guys who sit by rolling their eyes saying “Oh Sam!” are just as bad. The show should be called “Pigs in Suits”.
Has Kate Ritchie broken new ground in creative endeavour, challenged outmoded cultural [...]

a voice from the grave

Cast your mind back into the dim dark past, back as far as… erm… yesterday. I believe I mentioned something about a slight cold. Something along the lines of a sore throat.
I may have been stretching the well-known JH talent for understatement to its limit there. I don’t so much have a cold as a [...]

man, that burns

I have a fairly horrid cold at the moment and it’s not doing much for the kid-wrangling efforts. There’s some sort of evil gremlin in the back of my throat, running about jabbing things with a red hot poker. The little bugger.
I suppose it could be worse. Read this:
A fire has broken out at one [...]

temper

Even if you did happen to have the misfortune to be a regular reader of this journal you may not have realised that I am a blogger of somewhat volcanic passions.
One likes to keep these things on the down-low, in order to preserve the overall atmosphere of civilised discourse.
The truth is, beneath this urbane exterior, [...]

very confused people

There are some very confused people around at the moment; people who seem to have lost all concept of what it means to be a man or a woman and who have long since given up acting in a civilized manner.
I refer of course to this story: It’s all in the jeans - boys will [...]

at last: a post about running

After the initial excitement of setting up the new blog last Thursday, I lapsed into a mysterious silence. Well, it may have appeared mysterious, but it wasn’t. There’s a simple explanation.
I was sick. Nothing serious, thanks for asking, but it was enough to make blogging seem like a waste of precious energy. All my thought, [...]

it’s saturday today

so logically, yesterday must have been Friday. The thing is, if you had have asked me the day 24 hours ago I wouldn’t have had a clue. It was one of those sick, sick days. Sadly, it wasn’t a “fully sick” day, just sick.
Thankfully today the simulated menopause has receded (hot flushes etc.) and I’m [...]

joy and jubilee

After filing yesterday’s extremely humble missive on the topic of my disintegrating feet, the rest of my body began heading southward, perhaps in sympathy with the stockmarket.
First, the achy back, then hips and shoulders. Then some crazy fool seemed to have turned the air-conditioning on at Antarctic levels. 90 minutes later the heater seemed to [...]