The drive out to the country is always an interesting one. Invariably, something stuffs up royally, whether it’s a blown tyre, someone getting stung by a mystery insect, or the weather somehow stepping in to prevent a bridge crossing. This time, I’ve gotten off relatively easy, with the van’s air conditioning deciding to conk out, … [Read more…]
Visiting my cousin in Hobart is always… well, a bit of a thing. To put it diplomatically, Estelle is the kind of person who really shines in small doses. Hanging out with her for a long weekend, on the other hand, does not shed the best light on her. In less diplomatic terms, she really … [Read more…]
Sometimes you’re just so tired, you buy a car. That’s how that works, apparently. I mean, I’d had a little bit to drink as well, and I vaguely remember Jarred daring me to do…something. And then Jenny was definitely the designated driver, because I distinctly (that is, ‘hazily’) remember her dropping me off at home, … [Read more…]
My dad has just been telling me about his recent drive along the coast, which he doesn’t manage to do very often these days. It’s great that he’s been getting out and about, but what he’s been saying has got me a bit concerned about the roadworthiness of his old ute. He told me that … [Read more…]