Monthly Archives: June 2012

glad animal action

I’m sometimes asked why cricket caught my imagination so strongly when I was a kid. I usually answer that it was something to do with masculinity and those magnificent moustaches that early eighties Australian test players sported, especially fast bowlers. … Continue reading

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overreach

All morning I’ve been listening to the brouhaha coming out of Canberra about old boats, new boats, more boats, and border security. I have listened all sides of politics talking energetically about how important security is for Australia and how we … Continue reading

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we’ll forget

One of the few things I took from my Nan’s house when she died was a battered copy of Thomas Keneally’s The Chant of Jimmie Blacksmith. Within it were a series of underlined passages featuring a handyman, a jack-of-all-trades named Robert … Continue reading

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concrete

“the ritualizing of recollection of the mutual experience of the nation’s triumph and the nation’s defeat was then supposed to help stabilise the unity and identity of the community. There are still good reasons for maintaining this view of things … Continue reading

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Port of Morrow

There’s a kind of music criticism that involves reviewing an album (or a something) on the basis of everything that’s come before it in the career of those who made the album. I try not to go down this path, … Continue reading

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no going back: Game of Thrones

During the last eighteen months I’ve got into Game of Thrones, reading George Martin’s five or six novels (depending on your market location) and watching the HBO television series. I’ve had great fun with it, I find myself having lovely … Continue reading

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scrapbooking, we’re scrapbooking

Going through the boxes of youthful detritus the other day I found several of my 1980s scrapbooks into which I pasted cut-out reviews and gig advertisements from newspapers and magazines. As a youth in the country the scrapbooks were a … Continue reading

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