I remember painfully clearly how at the age of ten my mother sat down on the end of her marital bed and patted the floral, rose pink covers beside her. We could see ourselves in the dressing table mirror opposite and instinctively I knew exactly what was coming. I closed my eyes and recited a silent prayer, ‘please, God, no.’ There was an awkward hush as my mother adjusted...
As my darling Ross says, ‘ There is no escaping the drollness of youth” Here he is sans beard, unmarried, and 19. And here he is singing.. ‘Visions of her suffering behind the bedroom door……” you may risk infection” And here he is looking hot in a boiler suit… Ah youth!
I am poor. Quite poor. Not “I’m not buying any lattes this week to make up for that pair of shoes I just bought” poor. Rather, “I have an appointment with WINZ” poor. But I’m cool with that. I’m actually pretty happy. If you’re also pinching pennies here are some of my tips to help you turn negative poverty into positive poverty. 1.Free stuff. I bet there’s a...
When Angela Meyer set sail on a 12m yacht bound for the Caribbean with her husband and toddler son on a dream adventure, she couldn’t have imagined what lay ahead. She talks to Sharon Stephenson about marriage, motherhood and surviving life on the high seas. Click here to read the full article by Sharon Stevenson.
As part of the promotion of Sea Fever I was contacted by Martime NZ and asked if I would give an interview for there publication Safe Seas, Clean Seas. Being the promosexual and Sagittarian I am, I said yes. (I know, when would I say no? ) But this interview was one I was very happy to give. The folk from Martime NZ had our back. It...
Thursday June 21 2012 Brooklyn, NYC The temperature hit the high ‘90s in New York today, with records set across the Tri-State Area and for Central Park in particular, and health authorities issuing warnings for society’s most vulnerable members: babies, the elderly, the 8 million dogs in the city and pet snakes. (If you’re worried, take your snake outside and pour bottled water on it, and under no circumstances...
On Thursday night I went to the launch of the NZFF program me, ( I know it is like going to the opening of a letter but I don’t get out much…) I had not read my email correctly so had no idea what shape the proceedings would take, I arrived chatted with some old friends, expected some speeches but instead I found myself filing into the cinema. After...
Thursday June 7 2012 Brooklyn, NYC 8:00pm: A quick beer after dinner at the local bar, Alibi. 12:00am: One Last Drink. 3:00am: I’m nonchalantly climbing up a lamp-post while, at its base, my mate Amelia enjoys a goodnight kiss and a fumble with Bruno, a guy she just met. How the hell did this happen? Dive Bars* of Brooklyn! Ah, dive bars, dive bars, I love you all –...
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