‘Hello ma’am,’ the charity woman called out to me, but then her face clouded. ‘I mean sir.’ Another flustered pause before she reversed again: ‘I mean ma’am.’ Years of practice enabled me to politely decline making a donation without laughing.Read more…
The self-improvement myth
Many of us are driven towards self-improvement. We are living in an era that fully encourages, endorses, and promotes positive striving towards being a ‘better’ you. Advice is everywhere. From magazines, to television, books and (of course) social media. EntireRead more…
I was hit by a car
Yes, I was hit by a car. A white courier van to be precise. Of all the things I’ve imagined in my life, this was not one of them. On Thursday April 26, I was crossing Northbourne Avenue, Canberra’s mainRead more…
Baba’s coffee grounds
We walked to Preston Market together. Grandmother’s fingertips were scarlet from dying Easter eggs but it just added to her mystique. I spent my school holidays with her while my parents worked. Most other kids got to go and loiterRead more…
The breath
The sea was green that day with flecks of foam upon its breath. Inhaling, peaks of translucent aqua formed, as if invisible lungs had filled beneath the waves. On the exhale the glassy waters flattened, spreading the white flecks soRead more…