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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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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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The art of looking good while feeling utterly disposable

In a country where not that long ago but certainly pre-Turnbull days, it would have been quite feasible to find oneself downing a scooner in shorts and T-shirt (I won't say singlet) while standing at the bar of a hotel (read pub) next to the Prime Minister or other such exalted presence, equally dressed in …

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Parkinson’s schmarkinson’s – where there’s a will there’s a way

I love a thing we Aussies have, it's called Council Cleanup or Pickup or whatever. What it boils down to is, that if you have some old crap you'd like to rid yourself or your husband of (e.g. his much loved abominably decorative 80s jumpers ..), you simply put it on your doorstop where it …

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