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Sydney people!

Oy, Sydney people! Yum Cha, at Marigold (address details at the site), tomor­row morn­ing (Sat­urday) from about 11am. Feel free to drop in in dribs and drabs over time… ps: reynardo, sorry I didn’t respond to your com­ment, please come along, I’d love to see you guys…

Last night…

Well, the Ars Elec­tron­ica DVD show­ing was sadly under-atten­ded… but fun, and then I was dragged out to play pool by agwat where I finally met Craig who has occa­sion­ally posted on my journal. I play a godaw­ful game of pool so I was mostly there for the com­pany. I…

Still in Sydney

There seems to be some con­fu­sion about my where­abouts. I’m still in Sydney. I’m here till Monday. The wed­ding is *this* Sunday, not last Sunday. I am at a family dinner tomor­row night but free for party­ing after. There is talk of a yum cha during Sat­urday day­time. I…

Right wing fuckers invaded my space

So, I man­aged to get through four months in Europe without ser­i­ously losing my temper. And then, only four days after my return, I have dinner at my par­ents’ house with more cous­ins from Russia, except this time ones who have moved to Israel. This racist pig had just…

Brunch

Smoked salmon eggs bene­dict and strong latte at Cinque (New­town) in about, oh, half an hour. Come on down!

Returning

Coming back I wonder where Home is. I have offi­cial stamps From thieves to say Enter, Stay. I want to ask Aunty Sue, how do I Apply for a pass­port, from you? We came from China, from Russia, Ukraine, Poland, Ger­many, Czech; from Viet­nam, Kosovo, South Sudan,…

Aaahhhhh…

Four months ago, almost but not quite to the day, I passed through Singa­pore Air­port and stopped into the busi­ness centre to recharge my laptop (I had Buffy DVDs to watch thanks to the Evanly One… shhh… I am *not* a geek). I noticed at the time that they had a…

Coming home

Okay, so I’m on my way tomor­row. Some­how I’ve talked myself into being care­ful with my remain­ing funds and I’m not stay­ing the extra days for the huge gig with Les Hur­le­ments d’Leo and the Ogres de Bar­back (!!!!). Waaaaah!!!! Anyhow,I arrive Sydney 6.30pm Friday night…

Melanie & Mick’s wedding

Melanie & Mick’s wedding

My sister, Melanie got mar­ried in Octo­ber 2003. I was in Paris, but I came home for the wed­ding. ^^ Melanie & Mick in the car after­wards ^^ Melanie & Mick out­side Curzon Hall ^^ Curzon Hall ^^ The wed­ding party (click for enlarge­ment) ^^ Melanie & Mum in…

09/10/03 – bus to paris

And so it goes… I find my brain entirely shuts down when ill. I don’t feel like I have the same pro­cessing power at all. Of course, I feel guilty for any of these posts that fail to scin­til­late, espe­cially when on a jour­ney like this where I feel that if I was a…

and the rest

Sick again. I don’t inter­act well with over­cast cli­mates with nasty wind. That aside, used ill­ness as an excuse not to do any more work on stor­ies (and why should I when they’re not paying?). Instead, went to Oxford with my ex Jocelyn (who’s now mar­ried and living in…

Things I forgot to mention about Prague

* I saw a really funky Syn­agogue and it just happened to be Rosh Hashana. Happy new year, Mum. * I met a Scouser sculptor type in the hostel. Turned out to be a pagan, so I told him about my equi­nox exploits, in exchange for which, he told me about the time he…

Mmm…food

People, includ­ing myself, gen­er­ally com­plain about the food in Eng­land. I have dis­covered the solu­tion. When eating out, insist that sluis takes you to good Thai res­tu­ar­ants with Cheap Eats stick­ers and eat all other meals at pollyanna_n’s. The red curry was delish…

Phoenix Emberstone

Phoenix Emberstone

pas­sion­ate polit­ical poet

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