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Showing posts with label Sigh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sigh. Show all posts
Thursday, October 20, 2011

But one likes, as they say, to be asked

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UPDATE, 27/10/11: I am reliably informed that the AGNSW did indeed have copies of the other books and had either sold them all or not unpac...
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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

No salted caramel macarons for me, then

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Well. Today I went to Hutt Street on a follow-up visit to the nice surgeon who removed my gall bladder and, while he was in there, (gulp) bi...
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Monday, May 2, 2011

Translations: tradies

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WHEN THEY SAY It's supposed to be like that. WHAT THEY REALLY MEAN IS I don't feel like driving back to your house and fixing ...
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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Irritants: a series less occasional than I would like

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*Clears throat, rings town crier bell, unrolls parchment* 'Disinterested' does not mean 'uninterested'. 'On Ermintrude...
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Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Pile

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And not a spine cracked among them except for the Gelder and Salzman book on contemporary Australian fiction, After the Celebration (five d...
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Rain dance

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What my dear and long-departed paternal grandfather used to call the Weather Baroo has been forecasting rain in these parts for several days...
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