He carries around a bag like a baby in a sling, full of new hopes for some and disappointments for others. Some of these things he’s delivering are gonna be ugly babies that people won’t want – some will be beautiful. He’s not on a bike or a motor bike or anything, just on foot [...]

Just 12 more sleeps ’til I return to the working world and how far have I got on my quest….. I said I would have the ‘bones’ for the two albums done by the end of the 107 days. After going through archives and cassettes and even journals from yesteryear! I think I have a [...]

At the book bazaar the shelves are closely packed, almost as tight as sitting on the seats on a cut price airline flight – jam packed. Cardboard categories conjure imaginings from the air. The eye follows a plumb-line to the ground. Packed in among the packed in books there’s the musty smell of age. Opening [...]

On the journey back from Camperdown I often stop in at the Batesford roadhouse. Gerty the Getz crunches onto an expansive gravel apron where semi trailers with there adopted children lie snoozing while their tattooed drivers eat hungrily in the cafe. I too am bound there for a steak sandwich with the lot -no cheese- [...]

If I had a choice I’d be the Nando’s inspectorate general. It’d be a job of randomly turning up to any Nando’s Franchise [that's Portuguese chicken] worldwide and sampling the quality of the fare on offer. In particular the chips [or fries as Americans like to call them] There’s something very special – in general- [...]

Cruise control sorts out multitudes of sins. Just push that button in the middle of the steering wheel and you’re locked in, the engine surging and declining with the rise and fall of the road, the long stretches of nothingness between places is filled with the yawn of the radio or the Personal development guru [...]

It seemed he had been driving for days when in reality it was hours, but each hour seemed to tire his concentration and his muscles and his attention span just a little bit more. ‘Lay hold of the goal that lays ahead’ he keeps telling himself between sweetened swigs from the almost empty 2 litre [...]

They built a tunnel under the road, from the ‘information center’ through to the cliffs. It feels like you’re on the penguin parade with the other tourists waddling down the tongue of tarmac toward the place where the world drops away, and then you’re onto the planks, your feet clip clop hollowly depending on what [...]

The concrete cutters I’m waiting for my chicken tender-loins looking out over Fawkner park the trees seem to be having an afternoon nap a lunchtime class in kick boxing is under way merciless pounding upward thrusting sexual energy being released. Is it a bunch of workmates working out their frustrations over the boss is he [...]

The air is a mixture of unsettled dust and the impregnation of decades of pollution and humanity. The floor wants to applaud the air but it’s trapped, boards polished and re-polished echo footsteps of technicians as if you’re in a canyon. Gantries of over head lights resemble an operating theatre, curtains and blacks hide panelled [...]