Tag Archives: Sydney
In which I enumerate the things I will not miss about this flat
I have lived in this furnished flat on the northern borders of Kirribilli for 4 years and that is longer than I have ever lived anywhere, including during my childhood. But I am finally moving out on Wednesday and I … Continue reading
Um, it seemed like a good idea at the time…
…is probably what I’ll be saying in approximately 3 and a half months time. I’ve signed up for the Sydney half marathon on 18th September. I know. WTF? That’s 21 kilometres (13 miles). I am currently running 8-10km comfortably, and … Continue reading
If an ark floated past right now I wouldn’t be at all surprised
1. When it rains here, it really rains. The Sydney cloud taps have just two settings: either fully closed or fully open and pouring oceans down the streets, there’s none of this English drizzle nonsense. 2. I’ve been invited to … Continue reading
In Which Our Heroine Is Very Nearly Deafened But Prevents A Brawl
1. It was my birthday last week. I am now 39 years old, so I took the day off to celebrate. I lay in bed til 10am – almost unheard of for me – then met friends for brunch, went … Continue reading
The Inaugural – and aptly named – Sydney Sun Run
Its difficult to imagine now, when the temperature has dropped 15 degrees overnight from a stifling 40C to a pleasant 25C, but Saturday’s Dee Why to Manly 7km was like trying to run while being smothered by a hot blanket. … Continue reading
In Which I Narrowly Avoid A Serious Head Injury
On Saturday I finally invested in some proper safety equipment. And about time, too – I went canyoning three times with Tim last year, sans headgear and using what can only be described as an old strap and buckle as … Continue reading
A marriage of true minds
My friend and colleague got married on Saturday. Here he is, with his beautiful (and I’m not just saying that, she really is stunning) bride: Those genuinely happy smiles characterised the whole wedding. Despite the bride being over an hour … Continue reading
In Which I Am Not Quite As Old As I Think I Am. Or Am I?
1. I have never indulged in hero-worship. But I am going to make a shiny, shiny exception for Mr Dave Grohl, ex-Nirvana, sometime-Foo Fighters, and last night drummer with Them Crooked Vultures. He rocked. ROCKED, I tell you. And so … Continue reading
Life Is Good. Especially In The Dark. And Underwater.
1. I went night diving yesterday evening and Oh. My. God. It was marvellous. Wonderful. Splendid. Fantastic. Generally Jolly Good. Its amazing how much breathing through a hose in the pitch black focuses the mind. And it is beautiful down … Continue reading


