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March 4, 2015


One day when I was four or five I was at some sort of party. The party wasn’t to do with me, so I don’t remember what it was about. I was grumpy about something, probably just that I had to leave the commune.

First Aid

February 11, 2015


Last week was the third time I’ve burned myself rather seriously. This time I was stirring coffee grounds into a plungerful of boiling water and, with the spoon, punched straight through the glass.


July 8, 2014


A few weeks ago I tweeted a link to an old blog post of mine, the one about the after effects of having been physically assaulted several years ago. I broadcast it again, over a year after I first wrote it, because of the #YesAllWomen campaign which happened in response to a mass shooting in the USA that was motivated by the killer’s hatred of women.


February 23, 2014


When they were building the house, my dad and my uncles fitted the flat part of the stairs, the part you step on, into places measured twice and cut once, and their places clearly marked with the flat carpenter’s pencils I loved to play with once my fine motor control came in.


November 19, 2013


I didn’t blog as much as I wanted to while I was on The Big Trip because a truly poisonous ex was avidly reading everything I wrote online. Even though it was a condition of his bail that he not use social media, he told me that he had found ways around it and had been keeping an eye on my Twitter account.

Once Upon A Dream

April 7, 2013


In a dream the other night, I packed down a venue after an event and found there was a large wooden box I had to carry home.

New Year’s Traditions

December 30, 2012


I don’t do new year’s resolutions. I do new year’s SWOT analyses. It’s a tradition that began many years ago in my old house in Toowong, Brisbane. Five of us planned to have a quiet New Year’s Eve dinner while everyone else went out partying. As it turned out, the five of us ended up […]