Home stretch

Home stretch

I feel like I’m in the home stretch now. I haven’t quite said good­bye to Mel­bourne yet, but the rounds are starting. Friday was an intim­ate party at my place, excel­lent people, the best going-away present ever and a world-record attempt for number of...

Farewell, Sydney

There are a couple of people I’m really sad I didn’t get to see this week­end. One in par­tic­u­lar, I’ve been call­ing every other day for about four weeks to talk about moving but he hasn’t called back at all.  I’m now pro­cessing the sense of...

Summer in Sydney is thunderstorms and haze

I wrote the line above in a poem for my grand­mother. And Sydney has just done me proud. In town to farewell friends and family before I head for the US, I have had a per­fect time so far. My party at The Dif­fer­ent Drum­mer was upgraded to...