My adventure began on an ordinary day, with an extraordinary twist. My car, not just any car but a time-travelling marvel, broke down in the most unexpected of times – fifty years in the past. Stranded in the 1970s, my immediate concern wasn’t how to return to my time but how to fix my futuristic …
Dearest J, As the day of spirited competition nears, I feel the pulse of anticipation echoing in the fervent waves that caress the Beaumaris shores, carrying whispers of our community’s bustling endeavours and nourishing dreams that burgeon with the gentle brush of a painter’s stroke, a canvas manifesting from tales spun from the core of …
Any carpenter knows that having a ute is an absolute must. It’s my lifeline. Not only is it my transport to each job, but it is also where I store all my tools and materials. Without it, I can’t work. That’s why I like to make sure my ute is equipped with the best gear. …
Oh, bother! I tell you, I’m sick of being cooped up in this hospital bed! My nurses keep telling me that writing is the best way to get it out of my system, that my frustration will most easily leave my body through the nib of a pen. Well, screw the nib of a pen …
Right, as some of you may know, I had a head injury months ago. For those who have missed my earlier blogs about the injury, I’ll try to get you back up to speed. Basically, I was very unwell earlier this year and collapsed on top of a staircase. As I fell down the staircase, …
Every few years, my girlfriend has the odd habit of booting up her old computer and getting obsessed with The Simulations for a few weeks. Of course, by the time this phase of her hyper-fixation comes around again, E-Ay Games has released a bunch of new DLC packs and she manages to convince me that …
I used to be all about sharing my belongings. Used to. Now it truly amazes me how helping someone out can only cause issues. In this case, I am talking about the time I lent my best friend my car. We’ve been friends since we were five years old. I got my licence before her. …
I hate getting dressed for work. I have all these nice outfits that are professional and also represent my personality, but I can’t wear any of them to work. Believe it or not but I have rails of lovely blouses, shirts, skirts, knits, and trouser pants that I’m absolutely dying to mix and match but …
I scratched nervously at my skin, ducking under a streetlight to briefly convince myself I’d escaped the rain. ‘I don’t know what your big idea was,’ Marcus growled, screeching to a halt next to me, hoodie pulled defiantly upwards. ‘But am I right that it’s not working?’ ‘I just need to find somewhere to lay …
‘Oooh, that’s lovely,’ Tabitha cooed, running her hands along the cool marble benchtop. ‘Does this come in pink?’ ‘In pink?’ the sales assistant frowned. ‘The… the marble? Does the marble come in pink?’ ‘Mhmmm,’ Tabitha nodded, smiling politely. ‘I’ll need it to match my cupboards.’ ‘Um, I don’t…’ the poor woman frowned slightly, unsure how …