“Home is where you hang your hat,” my old mate Des would say.
He was right, but I was tired of being a gypsy, upping goods and chattels on a whim Continue reading “El Dorado – by Roderick Waller”
El Dorado – by Roderick Waller
Dirty Old Fitzroy – by Andrew Bairn
I lived above a florist on Smith Street for over 15 years. The rent was very reasonable.
It was a small, bright, open studio apartment and always smelt beautiful Continue reading “Dirty Old Fitzroy – by Andrew Bairn”
Check Mate – by Bob Love
As the new mayor of our GREAT CITY, I am here to announce a BOLD NEW INITIATIVE. One that will MAKE THIS CITY GREAT AGAIN – yes, GREAT AGAIN! Continue reading “Check Mate – by Bob Love”
An Island Watches Over Me – by Andrew Bairn
The smell of the ocean as I step out of the car… On the horizon stands majestic Kapiti Island. Just before sunset, perfect timing. I smile: I feel like I am coming home. Continue reading “An Island Watches Over Me – by Andrew Bairn”
Countryside to City: Childhood Memories of Borneo – by Sue Tan
Modernisation and urbanisation have changed our natural scene to a great extent.
When I was little, I lived in the countryside. My dad had bought a big piece of land for farming in the northern region of Borneo Continue reading “Countryside to City: Childhood Memories of Borneo – by Sue Tan”
The Cubby (A.K.A…) – by Bob Love
The kitchen smelt of burned dinner I saw the look in my guardian aunt’s eyes and the spittle on her lips out of her mind time rare but epic Continue reading “The Cubby (A.K.A…) – by Bob Love”
Jackaroo in the Flinders Ranges – by Roderick Waller
There I was in Rundle Street Mall, Adelaide, at Mrs. Mac’s guesthouse. I’d been there for a year, wasting and drinking, when I saw a job ad in the Adelaide Courier. Continue reading “Jackaroo in the Flinders Ranges – by Roderick Waller”
Visiting a Friend at Surf Beach – by Helen
The night before, I caught the bus from Adelaide to Canberra. I spent the night in Canberra, as the bus to Surf Beach left early the next morning. Continue reading “Visiting a Friend at Surf Beach – by Helen”
One Sunday Evening at Peanut Farm – by Sue Tan
I took my friend Ray to Peanut Farm in Saint Kilda one Sunday evening.
The sky was blue as we caught the 96 tram to the Luna Park stop. Continue reading “One Sunday Evening at Peanut Farm – by Sue Tan”
The Road – by Bob Love
The 1950s bitumen popped and crackled in the savage heat. Mirages swirling, magpies staggering in the brown and dusty grass. No worms today. Continue reading “The Road – by Bob Love”