Bitta dis, bitta dat …
It’s winter here in Melbourne, which means I’m typing while wearing very fetching fingerless mittens, multiple layers of woolies and a big scarf. My office gets a bit coolish. But it’s so beautiful. Much as I hate getting up in the dark, that’s...Willy Lit Fest
There’s nothing like a festival to refill the well. And there’s nothing like Willy Lit Fest. This local lit fest is now in its fourteenth year and going strong. A small team of mostly volunteers put together a program that has something for everyone from...Suffering Succotash!
When I was small, I really loved Sylvester, despite him always been bested by a grinning yellow canary. I particularly loved his ‘Suffering Succotash!’ cry. I thought it was a made up word, but I liked how it tasted. On this weekend just gone, I discovered...There was a tunnel
I feel like I’ve been absent for a while – much of this year really. Mostly to do with study. But I’ve submitted my final project, completed the feedback form and what happens next is beyond my ability to predict/affect. I’ve culled my books...From Facebook
After the day, comes the sky. #wonder
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Fyansford Paper Mill. So many layers of time and well worth a wander. @fyansfordpapermill #wonder
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