Outlawing The Moon.

I first heard of Hugh MacLeod late one evening on my front terrace in North Melbourne. A wheelchair bound man had been struggling to mount his chair up and in to the Town Hall Hotel late one night on Errol Street. My friends Tim and Finn (funny, I know) had lurched out of their chairs … Continue reading

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How To Get Laid.

‘Lift me like an olive branch, be my homework done.‘ – Dance Me To The End Of Love. I have had an exceptional day. A great day. A good day. I woke early, of course. Can’t not. And made myself a simple breakfast before heading out and in to the day. The only thing I’d … Continue reading

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