Birthdays are only as good as the last Adele song you’ve listened to I learnt recently. Eating crispy skin chicken and vegetables, I sit pondering my journey so far, turning tables …
Mum and dad often dropped me out front of the Capital Theatre. One arvo I went to see the Vampire Lovers, with Hammer Horror’s scream queen, Ingrid Pitt. The Vampire Lovers is a film full of…
I’m not a gun crazy kinda girl, my thing is really suicide. Accidental suicide!
‘It’s been 10 years, a helluva ride to be honest, but there’s been love and affection along the way particularly on social media. Enjoy the program and music links’ – Noel Anderson April 2018
I remember punches flying, and seeing three men in a circle, I only found out dad had been involved when mum came running back screaming, ‘Oh, God. Your father been bashed. We have to get him to a hospital.’
Having grown up a Sydneysider, the history of that 78ERS is well known to me. In fact, I can’t think of the Sydney Mardi Gras without remembering the efforts of the men and women that paved the way for the liberal minded country we live in today.
To say my father was good man would be a lie. I remember him in a series of flashbacks, moments of violent domestic mayhem and toothy smiles, followed by a gentle pat on the head. When he died of massive brain injuries I was relieved.
