Swimming home
/And then, a little like the Great Depression that ended the twenties, comes the reality, what the writer, this writer, is actually capable of, a poor cousin to that shiny thing.
Read MoreThe tofu diaries
/It was really fun for a week, finding recipes with protein, iron and B vitamins. It was like camping. And then, we were having dahl for the third week in a row and it wasn’t so interesting. Now, it’s what it is, a bit like camping for a REALLY long time.
Read MoreLost and found
/I turned around to see the Qantas staff member who’d assisted me in the lounge, Malcolm Martin. He had my very expensive laptop under his arm.
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