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On the road again

I used to quite like those affable guys, the punks. I found that more often than not, for all their posturing and mock-aggression, the signed up members of this desperate attempt at forging a credible post-hippy subculture proved to be quite lovely and sensitive .. it was a cry for help - a rather poetical …

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About six on the Richard scale or going with the flow – there is a difference

Following a successful conference in Silicon Valley and some ultra-vexatious logistical hurdles while relocating to San Francisco, this morning I checked into a hotel in the Bay Area - mentally already able to sense the cool sheets that would soon be enveloping my aching bones. After two previous attempts to get suitable accommodation, relieved to …

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Discover your mould, mould it to your liking or smash it Hoppa-style and reassemble at leisure

One of the reasons I've been finding things so tough, even on top of the YOPD, is that I don't really fit the mould. Never have, not any mould... After another long but ultimately good day I found myself prostrate on the Queensize at around 2am, having somehow dragged my trusted Chromebook and Pixel phone …

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Fear and self-loathing – a pitfall of one’s own making

A few weeks ago on a bright early Sunday morning after having Ubered two girls back to their respective homes following what most likely had been 'a big night', I noticed I was quite close to Bouddi National Park. Climbing the gorgeous steep hills in the trusted Holden (one of those winding and twisting mountain …

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School of hard knocks – can I go home now, please?

Just got back from Officeworks where I scanned some recent specialists' reports to send on to Parkinson's NSW in preparation of yet another claim for NDIS support,  only to learn via SMS that once again, my precious Newstart payments have been suspended. This, farcically, is because I've been remiss in not having pounded the streets …

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