In the past week, I’ve flown to Brisbane and back twice. My Uncle Frank got very sick. My sister, my cousin and I are his closest relatives, and we all live interstate. Thankfully we were able to go and see him. He passed away on Sunday morning. It was peaceful in the end, but it […]
I found SBS’s “Where Are You Really From” to be compelling viewing. If you don’t look ethnic, you won’t know the experience of people asking where you’re from — and not taking “Sydney” for an answer. They don’t want to know where you’re from. They want to know where your family originated. The whole series […]
I didn’t know him — I think I only met once, when we were kids — but know his brother and mother quite well. I was greatly saddened to hear that this week we lost my cousin to depression. RIP Derek, 1980-2014. Lifeline: 13 11 14. Beyond Blue: 1300 22 4636.
Christmas Day was largely spent with family, eating too much, playing with a giant cushion-like water balloon (which burst when, tragically, nobody was watching/filming) and swapping presents. Our haul this time around included a Wii U, which should be fun, and for my own personal stash I got some great movies on Blu-ray (Help, and […]
The whole idea of state-sanctioned racism, treating non-whites as second-class citizens by law, seems ludicrous now, yet it lasted into the 1990s in South Africa. It was always a ludicrous concept, of course. No wonder The Goodies parodied it as “Apart-Height” in one of their episodes. As a kid growing up, there had often been […]
I was 25 when I first had kids. One outcome of this is that my eldest son’s education is running 25 years after mine. The dates don’t match up completely — the main event, the English exam, for me was on 7th November 1988. For this year’s VCE, it’s today. Good luck Isaac, and all […]
It was a glorious weekend in Rutherglen, where I had the privilege of attending a family wedding. Here’s one shot the official photographer didn’t get… Congratulations, Adrian and Donna.
From my sister’s “Best of British” birthday party in October. I used to love The Bill (before it went all soapie), so I thought I’d go for it. I didn’t know until we were had all arrived that my cousin Justin and his girlfriend Valerie had the same idea. We’ve had the toy helmet sitting […]
Marita’s dad Michael was the nicest bloke you could meet. Tragically he died in a farming accident on Wednesday afternoon. RIP Michael 1941-2012
With thanks to my super-cake-baker sister Susannah. If (gasp) you don’t get it, well, you’d better watch this.