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A brief history of gazontas

Gazontas was not originally my word, but it has become my word. On my first big adventure in 2001, I travelled around Europe for six months with my friend KitKat. In those days, we didn’t have the Euro. Every few days we changed countries and we also changed currencies. It...

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Sorry, little guy

Facebook sure has its moments. Yesterday it showed me a picture of my tent, looking forlorn and lonely in a field. I’d posted it a year ago with the caption “I’ve been living inside this little guy for over four weeks now, but tonight’s the last night. Until next year,...

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Just one word

In response to my post yesterday my dad, who is a very wise person, suggested that a post a day was maybe too much. Why not just one word, he said? The word he chose was ‘teapot’. He couldn’t have chosen a word closer to my heart (except maybe for...

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Embracing failure

Just about every month, I don’t know why, but I determine that next month I’mma gonna post a blog post a day. Well, I thought the same for October, and no surprises but it’s the 3rd and this is my 1st blog post. I don’t know why we decide to...

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Memories are made of

It’s so strange to think that a year ago I was hiking through Lincolnshire. It seems so long ago. One of these days I’ll get around to finishing telling those tales – there are still so many left to tell! As I walked, I kept a very tiny notebook and...

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The painter in the Konzum

In Australia – I dunno, maybe this is a cliche – but in Australia men with physical jobs, say plumbers or builders or painters, will pack their Esky full of leftovers, sandwiches, soups and bring it in for their lunch. Mostly it’ll be last night’s dinner or whatever their partners...

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Review: The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole

I have to admit, I picked The Castle of Otranto from the library because it was a very slim volume. At 140 pages, it suited me nicely. And then I couldn’t resist this blurb: Manfred, wicked lord of Otranto Castle, is horrified when his son is crushed to death on...

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Portland airport pet toilet and internet jerks

I love the internet, because you get to find out fascinating things. For instance, Portland Airport (that’s in the USA) has installed an indoor toilet area for service animals. Naww, isn’t that cute? In the interest of journalistic integrity I conscientiously googled Portland airport pet toilet thinking I would find...

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When do we lose our favourite book?

I was doing my daily Yoga with Adriene today (daily is relative) and as we sat massaging our feet, Adriene asked me – through the screen, she spoke to me – what’s your favourite book? Leave a comment, she said, and tell me what your favourite book is. And as...

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My Mendeley obsession

Everyone needs a little pointless highly-satisfying task to do when you should be doing something else – I mean, something other than Facebook. For me, that’s Mendeley. At first glance, it’s just a citation tool. Basically, you put all your journal articles, research papers, conference proceedings, book chapters, etc in...