I inadvertently ended up influencing the national postal service’s impending legislation. It all started last year when I received in the post, a package from my husband sent from India. He was acting in a film that was shooting on
Finest Beauty Salon Signage
“You beauty!” — classic Aussie line. I’m thinking of sticking it on on the front of my beauty shop which is called True Blue Beauty Salon. We only do Aussie styles here: beach blonde foils and fake tans. For the
Boat competition with fabrications
Every year our town has its annual “Boat-off”. It’s kind of an competition, kind of a festival, where everyone brings their boats and we judge them based on various factors. A prize is then given to the man with the
My dream home
A lot of people talk about their dream home – a suburban brick or weatherboard house, a bedroom each for their 2.5 future kids, a bathtub with legs and a nice yard for barbies and the dog to run around
Wading through the fog
A lot of the time it feels like the skin I’m wearing isn’t – can’t possibly – be mine. When did the fine lines appear at the corners of my eyes, I ask myself. They were never there before, that’s
A broken window to a broken mind
He had always loved her. They had known each other for approaching sixty years and although their love hadn’t taken on different forms in the past, it had always been there, one of the only constants of their lives he
No Germs in the Makeup World!
Okay, no more offices. Can’t STAND them, ugh, germs all over the phone, people with allergies, using a public toilet that OTHER people have used…and I’m not usually a germaphobe! I just don’t know what it is about offices that
Arboriculture, my favourite part of the job
I’ve been a tree surgeon for twenty-odd years, and I’ve done everything you can do to trees. I’ve lopped ‘em, felled ‘em, pruned ‘em and trimmed ‘em. I’ve grinded and removed tree stumps and I’ve even banquished garden gnomes. Every
Outdoorsy contractor work as an arborist
I’m still docked in Melbourne. And now I need a part-time job in order to fund my ever-growing garden. There are just so many bulbs and flowers that I want to get to put on the deck. I’ve discovered that
Not a country town anymore
You know what really grinds my gears? When people talk about Ballarat as a ‘country town’. That is just so wrong, and if the people who talk about it like that had ever actually been here, they’d know that. Ballarat