As we shiver through a glacial start to winter while gas and electricity prices surge, you might be tempted to hide under a blanket until spring arrives. It’s no surprise given Australian houses – once described as “glorified tents” – are often woefully kitted out for truly chilly conditions. The Age and Sydney Morning Herald. Read the... Continue Reading →
An unlikely journey to Saudi Arabia for International Women’s Day
When former Paralympian Annabelle Williams was younger, she didn’t dream of becoming a champion swimmer – not because she only has one hand, but because she loves a chat, and it’s tricky to talk when your head’s underwater. When former Paralympian Annabelle Williams was younger, she didn’t dream of becoming a champion swimmer – not... Continue Reading →
Meet the Australians who have already given up on toilet paper
It’s no secret the country is in the grip of toilet paper pandemonium. But search hard enough, and you’ll find a rare breed of Australians who don’t rely on the soft stuff when visiting the smallest room in the house. Here are two of them – and another with a canny back-up plan should the... Continue Reading →
First Person: ‘I’m Dan Bolwell… and I make penny-farthings.’
'When I see someone with a top hat, I want to poke a stick in their spokes, because it’s inappropriate clothing – it’s the wrong era. 'People on penny-farthings wore riding gear – thin, woollen cycling outfits. They were riding fast, they were out to do touring, racing. It was the hoon’s machine of 1880.'... Continue Reading →
First Person: I’m Norma Abraham, and I’m a 90-year-old ballerina
'My profession was actually as an opera singer. I was singing professionally until I was about 60 – that was 30 years ago. I’ve only been doing ballet classes since Tina (professional ballet dancer and choreographer Tina Yong) started running it at ReCreation Health Club Trackside in Hampton a few years ago. Tina said to me, “You... Continue Reading →
How to make friends as an adult
Let’s be frank: no one likes to admit they could do with a few more amigos. But sometimes – perhaps you’re extremely unlikeable (I jest!) – you may find your social calendar a little lacking. Maybe you’ve moved to a new postcode, city or country, or have suddenly realised all your friends are up to... Continue Reading →
Grant Trebilco’s Fluro Friday movement: How surfing saved my life
If you spot Grant Trebilco out in the waves – ripping it up in a pair of bright yellow leggings, perhaps a floral shirt, and a face slathered in pink zinc – you'd assume the surfer is one of the most carefree blokes getting around. But paddle closer, and the 36-year-old may share some darker stories. Like... Continue Reading →