Dispensing justice in a place like 1970s Rhodesia requires a mix of talent and accoutrement. First thing you need is a gun. More than a few unsavoury characters about, and some menacing political rebels too. A cool disposition toward stifling heat and professional scrutiny is handy. A cast-iron stomach, and a liking for the odd […]
Above: OzPost’s Mt Elephant volcano stamp issue Volcano watch wasn’t exactly what I’d planned. Things were meant to be more of an exploration mission. A search for faces, places, swimming pools, sort of stuff you do in the Bali tropics. Ideally, it was going to be a search for jungle bars. Something in the treetops, […]
It’s hard to silence a Werribee rustic sometimes but an Aussie-Irishman named Martin Hanley had the ability to send this scribbling gob-shite into gob-smacked by the surreptitious means of deed, sentiment and music. He comes to mind as the Port Fairy Folk Music Festival ramps up acts for its latest bash because he drove me, […]
The swaggie was out of sorts, no doubt about it. Just released from Geelong Goal, the old bluestone gaol, where he’d been sequestered for a few days over unpaid fines, he came bellowing into the office demanding a reporter. And roundly cursing the long arm of the law. The plods had rejected his offer to […]
Now here’s an interesting project: 70-plus stories on what it takes to build some pretty special new towns, suburbs and communities. Think planners, designers, engineers, artists, landowners, bankers, investors, clubs and community groups, sales crews, marketers, maintenance crews, apiarists, traditional owners, mums, dads, kids … Think also creativity, innovation, experience and a good bit of […]
Well strike me pink, I’d sooner drink With a cove sent up for arson, Than a rain-beseechin’, preachin’, teachin’ Cranky bloody parson. The old rhyme’s banging through my head like a tattoo as I try to concentrate on the tune at hand, an elegant strathspey the parson beside me is pumping out on his squeezebox […]
It was once the cradle of civilisation. These days, there’s little that’s very civilised about the country that hounded Milad Butrus and his family from their home. Bakhdida, in northern Iraq, became simply too dangerous for this Christian family, a Catholic family, and they fled to Jordan in 2014. It was a harrowing flight to […]
TRIPPED over an old map recently, showing Newtown’s Skene St as the road to Ballarat. You headed out Skene to Shannon, north to Autumn and up to what is now Hyland St, then down to Fyansford and onwards to the wild west goldfields. Loads of yarns are attached to the old Fyansford, first watering hole […]
If you think crying fake media is the first refuge of the scoundrel, you’ll be delighted to hear what might happen if you put artificial intelligence, revisionist history and political ultra-idealism all in the one room. Yeah, yeah, should you really care? Maybe not, this is fiction after all, loopy theory at best. And it […]
