a new type of conversation

‘I don’t think I have your number’. You can tell that’s me speaking because I know I don’t have her number, but I am so damagingly polite (this is how someone recently described me – it’s why I get places, but get there slowly...

And we hadn’t even got to lunch

The blind lady, having measured all of the windows, flicked past the samples from which I was intending to make my final selection, saying oh, they’re a bit tacky aren’t they…the kind of things the Asians choose. And later, when I explained that I...

Around and about ANZAC Day

The day before and the day before and the day before that The man who lives in the room next door never closes his door. He has jars of lollies for his neighbour’s visitors and he keeps track of who likes what. He holds the children’s hands and says...

in the shops

‘Yes, thank you, I think I will,’ says the young man who hands me the badminton set, but carries Christmas in the way that people do after a year which could only have been a little bit worse. Unlike the woman who hands me two balls of wool and pair of...