Addressing the ridiculessness

Jools Oliver just had her fifth child. Do you know? Do you care? I don’t know her and  wouldn’t have Continue reading →

Eating Bull – A review

I read the sample on offer and it whet my appetite for more of Carrie Rubin’s Eating Bull. Without missing Continue reading →

The emperor had no clothes

I’d like to note down my fast fading memories of Bob Dylan’s last visit to Melbourne before they pop out Continue reading →

Midnight in Paris

I revised this post a week or so ago, I hope that seeing it as a new post is not Continue reading →

The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr Morris Lesmore

  Before (and after) I’d read it, I  knew I had to get ‘The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr Morris Continue reading →

The Mousetrap

My sister and I went to see Agatha Christie’s ‘The Mousetrap’ last week. We tottered up a bunch of narrow Continue reading →

The Sapphires

I’m not the sort of person who will praise a movie (or being Australian should I say film?) because it Continue reading →