No room for road rage
The random manicness of the Philippines has meant a change of pace. The only way to survive is to slow down.
Category: Life
When an earthquake hits
We were struck by an earthquake, and I was struck by the humanity of it all.
Welcome to Balibago
After having a chat with the universe, I’ve decided to call Angeles City in the Philippines home. Here’s why (tl;dr idk)
The end of summer
I said goodbye to the last of my summer guests this weekend – bye Ma and Al! The week before it had been some friends, and the week before some other friends. They come and go in waves – you wave hello, you wave goodbye. Hence my absence the past...
A Life in the Day of Tom Baker, 1978
In the course of doing research about my novel, which is set in London the mid-1970s, I found this absolute gem of a piece about Tom Baker, also known as Dr Who. Baker talks depression, alcoholism, Soho, awkward hugs and medical emergencies – all of my favourite topics! In an...
Excited about Black Panther
Okay, so I’m a cis white middle-class queer Australian woman – but I am psyched as hell for the latest Marvel comic book movie Black Panther. Because even cis white middle-class queer women get mighty fucking bored of scrolling through movie after movie of white dude, white dude, white dude, white...
Not the other thing
There is a woman running up the street towards the hospital. I stick my head out the window, into the cool spring night, and watch her as she runs in her jeans, and jumper, and low-heeled boots, clutching her bag to her side so it doesn’t bang. The sky at...
A murmuration
Diving through it all was the unfamiliar sight of thousands and thousands of birds, a murumuration of starlings trying to find a place to settle in for the night.
