Out here at the farm, in the sticks, the boondocks, there’s usually one thing you can count on to be lovely. And that’s an evening of rain. But, like the incidence of rain itself, rural Australia is a fickle mistress. Listening to the storm outside, I was happily holed up in my bedroom, watching … Continue reading
Things suck at the moment, don’t they? The threat of nuclear war. Cyber and workplace bullying. Sexual harassment. Every pop icon of our eighties childhood dying. Terrorists. Sydney house prices. It all sucks. There’s something to be said for the saturation of information and opinion presented as fact on social media channels encouraging severe anxiety … Continue reading
