When you read an effusive review in independent media of an independent theatre production, there’s a moment, just before you click ‘confirm’ on buying tickets that you think ‘hmm. Is the reviewer sleeping with the director? Does the reviewer want to sleep with the lead actor?’ The reviews for Miss Julie (After Strindberg), currently... Continue Reading →
This blog is about two books I have not yet read, but will do so with great interest. They are (drum roll please) The Way Out: Radical Alternatives in Australia (eds Margaret Smith and David Crossley), published in 1975, when we still had (false, it turned out) hope of big transformative change and Summertime: reflections... Continue Reading →
Juggling is fun (more on this later). There's a symmetry to the fact that I first started to learn while in quarantine in 2021 (thanks Heather!) and that the first actual juggling convention is attend is also in Adelaide. The Adelaide Juggling Convention is being held at the Goodwood Community Centre (nice bit of south... Continue Reading →
I will admit it is an illness, this compulsion to get letters published in newspapers. Chronic condition, but there are social gains, so I am unlikely to seek treatment or comply with it. Eric Mott ("Turn down the lights" Advertiser 20th April) makes an eloquent case for reducing the lighting in the CBD and Parklands... Continue Reading →
This is a really good article about Roger Revelle and how various scumbags (I can say that now he is dead) used his reputation in a cheap and nasty culture war. I always get nervous when activists set up any given scientist on a pedestal. For one reason, it's not how science works (or rather,... Continue Reading →
Yomp #02 0645-1020 on 19 04 2023 = 215 mins 18kgs of weights in the backpack A mere 24 photos, the least unusable of which are below. The second yomp was just as much fun (and even more knackering - up hill and a bit further) than the first one. Some very loud and colourful... Continue Reading →
Today the Adelaide Parklands Association (which exists to explore, inspire, protect and restore) held a rather excellent guided tour of the very south-east corner of the Parklands... Not much to say, other than groups like these - existing to defend public space from "practical" bureaucrats/politicians (who oddly often seem to get post-retirement sinecures with developers)... Continue Reading →
My wife has made the outrageous accusation that I buy the Financial Times merely to come up with letters to submit to it. Oh, by the way. Alison Jamieson ("Memories of Little Britaly, FT Weekend, April 8) writes of an Italian ice-cream vendor offering potential customers a taster. It put me in mind of one... Continue Reading →
Saw the Ben Affleck/Matt Damon/Viola Davis film "Air" today. It tells a version of the story of how, in 1984, the footwear company Nike signed then-rookie basketball player Michael Jordan and made a tonne of money (actually, probably several hundred tonnes of money) by creating a shoe that would get everyone buyin'. Short version -the... Continue Reading →
Yomp #01 0755-1105 on 13 04 2023 - 190mins 18kgs of weights in the backpack 60 photos taken (the least unusuable ones are on display below). Galahs, moorhens (WHOOP), sulfur-crested cockatoos "etc" The first yomp of the Adelaide visit is done, and it was a corker. What follows is a bunch of photos, digressions and... Continue Reading →
