Time to get rid of my moobs

SO AFTER a simply scrumdiddlyumptious time at my yogalates class where I was trying to get rid of my moobs, I walked straight into a real cheeseball – probably a member of the Westminster bubble – who demanded to know the way to the nearest dunny, biffy or toot. It was all very Dahlesque. Fuhgeddaboudit,…

Take the A Train

THE train was hurtling from Manhattan to Brooklyn when the man beside me suddenly addressed me: ‘Well, what do you think? Trump or Clinton?’ I was about to reply when he made it easier for me. ‘They’re both arseholes,’ he declared. ‘It’s a difficult choice,’ I ventured, ‘but it’s not one I have to make.…

Aussie sports hit the hurdles

THE AUSSIES are having a tough time in sport lately. The Rio Olympics have just finished with Australia crashing to 10th in the medal table while traditional rivals Great Britain enjoyed a record medal haul to finish 2nd in the table. The same weekend, the Wallabies were thrashed 42-8 on home soil by world rugby…

Breakfast at Tiffany’s 49 years later

IT’S BEEN 49 years since I was last in New York and not much has changed. Sure, the Twin Towers are not there. But then they weren’t there in 1967. Apart from that, there’s the ever-present traffic chaos above ground while the subway works so efficiently below ground, the New Yorkers are as friendly and…

By jingo, it’s gold, gold, gold

THERE’S not much to admire about the Olympics these days what with drug cheats and host countries diving into debt with unfinished stadia. But there is one bright spot. The Olympics offers a great opportunity to be jingoistic. It’s the ultimate sporting nationalism. And there’s nothing better for a Pom living in Australia for the…

Hole in one

THERE’S a certain vicarious pleasure in playing a round of golf with a man who gets a hole in one. It would be more pleasurable if it were me, of course, but the fact that a playing partner can do it means there is hope yet for my humble game. As a relative newcomer to…

How’s your handwriting?

THE FACT that exam markers in Western Australia have highlighted illegible handwriting as a problem comes as no surprise. My own handwriting, once a source of praise from my primary school teachers so long ago, has deteriorated to such an extent that I rarely put pen to paper. When I do, I have difficulty in…