On the train from Eumundi to Brisbane earlier this week, I’d scored myself some glorious uninterruptable hours to write a piece whose deadline casts a megashadow over the month (and a piece that’s proving a challenge on two fronts). Or so I’d assumed. Lack of chivalry meets lack of self control, and the bloke who […]
Sincerely I promise this will not morph into a mummyblog. Eeek. But there’s a time to recognise unexpected gifts that my kids give me, and nod at the pile of things I am thankful for. Number one, or close to it, is the current moment. The Now. Man, I’ve practiced yoga since 1996, and didn’t […]
COVID stole music festivals, COVID stole the Kurilpa Derby. For me, living in Queensland, COVID has taken much less than it has from most. I am not complaining. But I fervently hope COVID won’t run off with the APT10.
