HOW TO BE OLD

When I was a boy the surest way to predict that someone was a shithouse driver was if they had white hair and a hat. That’s now me. I got a hat with a brim for my birthday back in May. I love it. I already had the white hair. Now I’m that silver fox …

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BOOK IT IN

You wouldn’t believe it. Our local library actually fell down in that wet weather we had in Sydney a couple of months ago. It was a street library – 470mm x 420mm, two shelves – and now it’s sitting on my front veranda, awaiting repairs. It needs a new plyboard backing and then refixing, somewhere. …

NEXT OF KIN

We’ve been away up north in coastal Urunga, NSW. What a lazy, lovely, spectacular place it is. It was hard to come home to our mouldy, dark, lazy, lovely Sydney workers’ hovel. Robinson wore a RAVING INNER CITY LUNATIC t-shirt up north. The fact that we’re inner city lunatics now, not workers, welcomed us back …